He Is Warmer Than Time Chapter 212

Chapter 212

212 Ran, I’m a little tired

The three of them walked into the house together. Song ran saw that her sister was in love. It was obvious that she had met Zhao Mingyi today. Teacher Zhao did not improve his skills in teaching and educating people. Instead, he was good at making girls happy. She was really impressed.

sis, ” song ran asked, ” where did you go today? ”

Song Xuan entered the room and glanced at song ran, who was following her around, ” I went to see a play today. It was a thunderstorm. The troupe members all acted very well.

Song ran leaned lazily on her bed and looked at her sister dressing up in front of the mirror. She kept smiling. It seemed like she was still reminiscing about the drama they watched together.

Teacher Zhao was so good at making people happy, so good at applying the right medicine, yang Haitao was simply left in the dust in this aspect.

“With teacher Zhao?” she asked.

This time, song Xuan did not deny it. Perhaps she was retaliating against song ran for allowing her to be with yang Haitao, so she said on purpose, ” “It was with Zhao Mingyi.”

Song ran pouted, but her expression was calm. Zhao Mingyi obviously had not received the news that Shen mengfang had been kicked out of the song family. Otherwise, how could he sit still and watch a play with a rich and idle lady?

However, Shen mengfang would definitely let him know soon.

Song Xuan continued, “teacher Zhao asked me to go to the City Museum tomorrow. He is an expert in the history of the Ming and Qing dynasties. He has also done a lot of research on Redology. He is really a learned person.

Song ran clicked her tongue. you’re such a sentimental young lady. Sis, look at yourself in the mirror. Do you still recognize yourself? ”

Song Xuan raised her eyebrows and said,”only the officials are allowed to fire, but the people are not allowed to light the lamps?” Only you and team leader Gu are allowed to be sweet to each other, but I’m not allowed to praise teacher Zhao?”

Song ran spat in her heart. How could Zhao Mingyi be compared to team leader Gu? Was he even worthy?

“Sister, I’m going to fight with you. Tomorrow, teacher Zhao might cancel your appointment,” she said calmly.

Song Xuan frowned subconsciously, ” “You little girl, can’t you just hope that your biological sister is better?”

Song ran changed her posture and held her head. She rolled her eyes and came up with a plan. She laughed and said, ” “I’m just saying, don’t take it to heart. Where are you meeting teacher Zhao?”

there’s an exhibition of Ming and Qing Dynasty porcelain at the entrance of the museum. I can learn more then. It’s not bad.

Song ran looked at her sister helplessly. alright, I’m going back to my room to sleep. You should sleep early too, Yueyue.

Song ran left the room and went downstairs carefully. She picked up the phone and dialed a string of numbers. She spoke in her throat and hung up the phone. Then, she tiptoed back upstairs.

After Zhao Mingyi found out that Shen mengfang had been kicked out of the house, how could he still be in the mood to go on a date with her sister? No matter what, he had to rush to his old lover’s place to comfort her injured heart.

Tomorrow, he would send someone to wait outside Chen Jingui’s house on Zhao jiabang road. Perhaps there would be some unexpected gains.

As a student, song ran took out her textbook after she was done worrying about a bunch of things. She prepared for tomorrow’s cla.s.s seriously. When the hour hand pointed to ten, she went to bed on time.

The next day, at the door of the watch shop opposite Chen Jingui’s house on Zhao jiabang road, a middle-aged man in a ski shirt stood. He held a newspaper in one hand while observing the movement on the other side.

He was yang Haitao’s man. Yang Haitao took orders from his Big Boss, song ran, and had sent someone to keep an eye on them. He even brought a camera with him. When he saw the man in the photo, he quickly took a photo. It would be best if he could take a photo of him and Shen mengfang together.