Chapter 655 Checking on the Post (5)
Miss Su was in a bad mood when she woke up, and her scolding skills were as strong as ever.
"I say, little bastard, it's almost midnight, why don't you call and ask if I'm home?"
Su Ran was frightened by this sentence, and slowly opened one eye to check the phone display. It was his number, "Jun Xiang, did you take the wrong medicine or forget to take the medicine? I will be merciful and allow you to choose a more comfortable way to die."
"Nothing, I just called the wrong number, go to sleep."
Jun Xiang's tone was a little depressed, and he didn't know what was wrong with him. Suddenly, he wanted to hear Su Ran's voice. He knew who Su Ran was, and calling her at this time was simply asking for trouble.
Su Ran woke up completely, and got up from the bed, pressed the hands-free button, put the phone aside, and started to change clothes.
"Have you been drinking? Where are you?"
"Yeah, true to nature."
This kind of loneliness was not pretended, and he suddenly envied Mu Jinchen for having someone to check on him.
"Wait for me there, don't leave, I'll be there in fifteen minutes."
Su Ran hung up the phone without caring whether Jun Xiang agreed or not.
When she hurried downstairs, Cheng Meiyi was still applying a facial mask in the living room. Seeing that her daughter seemed to be going out, she asked, "It's so late, Ranran, where are you going?"
Su Ran took the Ferrari key from the entrance and held it in her mouth, put on her shoes and took it back to her hand before answering her question, "Go catch a drunk cat. Ms. Cheng, do you think cats are better stewed or braised?"
Chu Yi, who was next to him, felt the murderous aura of his master and quickly fled to the side with a "meow". Su Ran glanced at him, "If you make any more noise, I'll catch you and stew you with your former owner."
Cheng Meiyi glanced at her chin, but she didn't dare to laugh too much. She shook her head. The two happy enemies have not changed their way of getting along since they could talk to each other. Only Jun Xiang can tolerate her sweetheart.
"Drive slowly. It seems that he won't come back. I asked Sister Huan to lock the door."
"Ms. Cheng, I seriously doubt that Jun Xiang is your biological son. I am your adopted son." Su Ran looked tough, but in fact, she was still a very traditional girl. Even though she had been with Jun Xiang for so many years, she rarely stayed out all night. It was a bit embarrassing for Cheng Meiyi to say that.
"I want a son like Jun Xiang, but you don't even look at the wrinkles at the corners of my eyes. You girl will make me angry all day long."
Su Ran made a face at her before walking out of the door.
After Su Ran hung up the phone, Jun Xiang, who was left alone in the box, laughed like a fool. He buried himself in the sofa and stared at the ceiling in a trance.
Su Ran was a typical person with a sharp tongue and a soft heart. She felt sorry for him more than anyone else, but she was more cruel than anyone else when she scolded him.
He was not like Mu Jinchen, who was used to taking an assistant with him when he went out. He was used to being alone. Su Ran knew that he drank a little too much and was worried that he would drive drunk, so she came to pick him up.
She is not heartless, but she believes that he can take good care of her, and believes that he will not do anything to let her down behind her back.
Moreover, as long as she feels that he may need her, he will scold her harshly but appear in time.
Love has thousands of forms, and not all women are as tender as Jing Wushuang and know how to love others. Only he understands Su Ran's goodness.
As long as he understands, it is enough.
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To be honest, I love Su Ran very much. I was very sad to see a reader leave a message saying that he doesn't love her. I originally planned to write a heroine like Su Ran directly, but I was afraid that she would not be able to hold on because she was too tough. So I wrote Wushuang, the woman I want to be the most, and then gave Wushuang a type I love as a girlfriend. I like this combination, what about you?