Two days later, near the Gregorian New Year, it actually snowed in Haicheng, and this year's snow came earlier than in previous years.

Song Ran missed someone even more, wanted to watch the snow with him, wanted to put his hand into his coat pocket when it was cold, wanted to be held in his arms, and wanted him to soak her feet.

Why hasn't this man come back?

In addition, the relationship between Yang Haitao and Song Xuan became deeper and deeper, and Song Ran was extremely resentful.

On this day, Mrs. Fu personally came to pick her up and go out to play, saying that she was taking her to Changxia Villa to see the snow.

Changxia Villa is on the outskirts of Haicheng, with mountains and lakes, for the pastime of dignitaries and nobles.

At this time, thousands of miles of ice and snow are drifting, and the scenery should be excellent.

The car drove slowly on the wide road in the city, and when it was in front of a traffic light somewhere, the car slowly stopped, and Song Ran seemed to catch a glimpse of Wen Huihui.

For Wen Huihui, she has always been very defensive, God knows what kind of dirty things this scheming person will do for the sake of glory and wealth.

The red light is a bit long.

'Huihui......' A rude woman's voice sounded, and Mrs. Fu's eyes immediately turned to the window.

Song Ran sighed in his heart, Huihui, Weiwei, in the Haicheng dialect, these two pronunciations are extremely similar.

Not far away, it was Wen Huihui's mother, Lin Xiulan, a middle-aged woman who worked in a weak and kind factory.

Song Ran looked at the two of them with suspicious eyes.

How could such a weak person suddenly speak to Wen Huihui in such a fierce and vicious voice?

It is clear that the roles of the two are reversed, it seems that the drama spirit is online, since this is the case, then she will watch the drama for a while without moving.

The green light turned on, and the guard was about to drive, but Mrs. Fu raised her hand and said, "The car pulls over and will leave later." ”

The guard was a little puzzled: "Madam, don't you go to the mountain villa to see the snow?"

"Well, I'll go back later. ”

Song Ran didn't say anything, his eyes were still focused on the roadside dramatist.

But as soon as Wen Huihui's mother approached, she raised her hand and hit Wen Huihui, and scolded her angrily: "You loser money, let you go on a blind date, why did you slip away? People can look down on you, it's your blessing, do you dare to pick and choose? See if I don't kill you, see if I don't kill you!"

Hmm? Song Ran felt more and more that everything that happened outside the window was absurd, what kind of medicine was sold in Wen Huihui's gourd?

Why did her weak mom suddenly become tough?

Wen Huihui has to go with her father for the sake of glory and wealth, and abandon her mother's cold-blooded and ruthless people.

And back then, how many tears did her mother shed in order to fight for Wen Huihui's custody, but then, Wen Huihui didn't even look at her mother indifferently.

Her mother didn't know what kind of sin she had created in her previous life, so she was such an unfilial girl.

At this moment, which play is going on outside?

Wen Huihui looked at her mother pitifully: "Mom...... I...... I'm still in school, and I don't want to get married yet. ”

Lin Xiulan became more and more vicious, poked Wen Huihui's head, completely ignored the onlookers of passers-by, and scolded: "How much money have you spent on me over the years, if I let you marry, you have to marry, you dare to fight back, see if I don't kill you!"

As she spoke, Lin Xiulan raised her hand and slapped Wen Huihui in the face, from Song Ran's point of view, she could see that Lin Xiulan's hand was trembling slightly.

Mrs. Fu said coldly: "Xiao Li, you go down and take a look......"

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