He Is Warmer Than Time

On Saturday as promised, Song Ran Song Xuan and Yang Haitao took a gift to Yipinju. When they entered the private room, they were all familiar to Song Ran. They were thinking about Sister Baoer’s Jihuai performance, the new girl from the Second Artillery Corps. Chu Yanchuan, the nephew of team doctor Chu Yu, and two other men he hadn't seen before.

Yang Haitao sent the red wine in his hand and said with a smile: "I know that you love to drink red wine, this is my collection."

Tang Ji'an accepted the red wine: "You don't need to bring gifts in the future, it's just a light meal, don't make it so grand."

Song Ran smiled and said, "Second brother, your mayor's father, won't you come? With the elders here, we can be a little constrained many times."

Tang Ji'an put the red wine on the table and greeted everyone in their seats: "Don't worry, they are all peers, no elders."

Song Xuan also said in a joke: "Is it because my sister is the commander's goddaughter, so we can only attend?"

One of the men who couldn't be named said: "Tang Er must have invited them because they are both great beauties. It also opened our eyes to the buns."

Yang Haitao smiled and said, "It's a pity that Songs and Songs are all famous."

A few people smiled and didn't say much.

The chats were quite lively. Song Ran glanced at Chu Yanchuan and then at Ji Huaiyan, and said, "Are these all your second brother's friends?"

Tang Ji'an turned a bird's nest to her and whispered: "Well, we all grew up in a large courtyard."

Song Ran knows that these are all children of high-ranking cadres, just to mention one, they are all children of a big family with profound background.

She scooped a small bowl of bird's nest, and she didn't think it was delicious. She thought, she was only twenty years old, and she was not old enough to need nourishment. She took a bite and stopped moving the spoon.

These friends of Tang Ji'an are all children of high-ranking cadres, and they all know that Song Ran is the commander’s goddaughter. Naturally, he will not be too presumptuous in his words. Such vulgar and vulgar behaviors such as making jokes on beautiful women are the children of such high-ranking cadres. Is definitely not going to do it.

Therefore, the atmosphere at the banquet was quite harmonious.

When the banquet came to a close, Song Ran looked around and said, "Is there no birthday cake?"

Tang Ji'an gave a light cough, "We don't engage in foreigners' style, and we have longevity noodles."

Song Ran confided that people in big cities who are slightly more respectable have begun to eat birthday cakes for their birthdays in this era. This Tang Ji'an is quite traditional.

The waiter walked in with a large bowl of longevity noodles, put it in front of Tang Ji'an, and asked softly, "Sir, do you need to divide it into smaller portions?"

Tang Ji'an looked alienated, and nodded: "Well, everyone has a small bowl."

Song Ran touched his stomach and said, "I can't eat it anymore, I feel like I can't eat it anymore."

Tang Ji'an glanced at her: "Eat a little, longevity noodles will keep you healthy and safe."

Song Ran pouted: "You are really quite traditional."

The little waiter girl was quite young, and she didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional. When she was serving the soup, her hands crooked and the soup was spilled on Tang Jian's sweater.

Tang Ji'an gave a light tusk, frowning unconsciously.

His good friend Zhou Jing said displeased: "Why are your hands shaking? You can't afford to be guilty of the second Young Master Tang, you know?"

The waiter hurriedly said: "I'm sorry, sir, I...I can help you wash your clothes, or you can take it off, and I will return it to you after washing."

Zhou Jing's eyes were a little contemptuous, and she glanced at Chu Yanchuan: "Didn't your ex-child just meet a waiter who wants to wash your clothes? What's the matter? Why is the little girl so fond of helping others to wash clothes these days?"