He Is Warmer Than Time

The mayor is naturally an educated person. Of course, he will not embarrass a 20-year-old girl. He only said indifferently: "Jian will marry the right girl in the future."

The meaning of this is straightforward. Tang Ji'an will marry a girl who is the right one, but this girl is not you, because you are not worthy of him. You are just an actor, an actor, oh, maybe there are two little money in the family, but we This kind of high-ranking official family doesn't look down on girls like yours.

Song Ran was almost so popular with the mayor that Qiqiao smoked, but he could only remain calm: "It's sir, I deeply agree with you."

As if she is very rare for Tang Ji'an, this mayor is really affectionate. It's obviously your capable son who is attracted to me. If you don't train him, he ran to embarrass me.

The big shots are really amazing.

The mayor nodded: "Well, you're pretty sensible, so you don't have to deal with Ji'an in the future. He has a lot of important things to do."

These words are even more ruthless. Song Ran almost came up with the crime. Don't bring such bullies. Tang Ji'an has a lot of things to be busy. She is not a big idler, okay?

Gritting his teeth and then gritting his teeth, Song Ran smiled and said, "Okay sir, I won't interact with Tang Ji'an in the future."

The mayor was a little surprised at her sensibility. Didn’t actresses have always been reluctant to let go as long as they climbed into power? Or, this girl is a smart girl, knowing that the yang is against the yin?

No matter what, he still has to be more mindful in the future. The eldest son is hard to use. All his hopes are in the second son. The second son lives up to his expectations and is extremely capable, and he can indeed inherit his mantle.

Therefore, he can't let his son be delayed by beauty.

Tang Qingru waved his hand: "You can go now, I will bother you to take a trip today."

Song Ran hummed in his heart, pretending to be a face-saving project.

"Okay, sir, I'm leaving."

The mayor’s driver escorted Song Ran and Yin Hua away. The secretary-general and the mayor entered the villa together. The secretary-general whispered: "Sir, how can you talk to her in the dark courtyard?"

Tang Qingru's expression was indifferent: "It's not a glorious thing in the first place, do you want to say it in this brightly lit place?"

The Secretary-General nodded: "Yes."

Tang Qingru said again: "Even in the dim light, it can be vaguely seen, Song Ran is indeed a beautiful and extraordinary."

No wonder his son, who has always been cold and cold, can see it.

The secretary-general nodded: "Song Ran is indeed a beautiful boy."

The mayor's face was solemn and his tone was bad: "Beauty has always been a disaster. I can't let my son be tired of beauty."

When she returned to her home, Song Ran was still a little bit angry, no wonder they all had to climb up and stand on the pinnacle of power, no matter how rich she was, wouldn't she want to show off in front of the mayor?

What's more, she wasn't the fault of this matter. Mr. Mayor really beat him back. Regardless of his son, he came to trouble her innocent.

And she can do nothing except obedience and confession.

Gee, right is such a good thing.

That night, the mayor even called Tang Ji'an to his villa and said directly: "Are you free tomorrow?"

Tang Ji'an pondered for a moment and said, "The procuratorate will not be idle in the first year."

Tang Qingru said, "At seven o'clock in the evening, I will go to Tan's house for dinner. Then I will wait for you at the gate of the procuratorate."