Gu Jingxing is a very ambitious person himself, but he has never been so eager for power as he is now.

Because Han Yue is the daughter of the deputy commander, he must act with scruples, which is the constraint brought to him by his position.

In the middle of the night, when everything was silent, he lay tormented on the sofa beside her, imagining himself standing at the pinnacle of power.

Yes, the more you climb up from the bottom, the more you have to be cautious, just so that one day, his Xiao Ran can also borrow his fame to be able to fake the tiger in Haicheng and even in the whole country.

How long will you have to wait for this day?

How many years does he have to climb before Xiao Ran can go out and walk sideways?

The next day, as soon as he finished breakfast, Song Ran couldn't wait to send Gu Jingxing away, and Gu Jingxing felt quite uncomfortable.

It's really an internal and external trouble, so he can't relax for a moment, there is Han Yue over there, and there are so many people here rushing to occupy his Xiao Ran.

There are wolves in front and tigers in the back, and the sense of crisis of Gu's deputy regiment has also reached the highest in history.

It wasn't until Gu Jingxing got on the bus that Song Ran turned home, and after a while, the car sent by Mrs. Fu came over, and Song Ran had a feeling of sneaking around Gu Jingxing's lover behind his back.

It wasn't until the car entered a heavily guarded compound that the sentry at the door was saluting the driver that Song Ran sat up straight.

The car stopped at the gate of the yard of the detached house, the driver got out of the car and opened the door for her personally, Song Ran was a little flattered, and when he got out of the car, through the porch, he saw Mrs. Fu watering the flowers inside.

Song Ran walked in with the osmanthus and begonia cake made by Wu's mother, Mrs. Fu was wearing linen clothes, but she couldn't hide her appearance, what kind of beauty she should have been when she was young.

Song Ran walked over and greeted obediently: "Hello madam, the osmanthus cake made by my aunt is very delicious, you can try it." ”

This kind of person who has seen the wind and waves, it is useless to bring any extravagant gifts, you can only bring such a simple, down-to-earth gift full of true feelings, so that you can seem real.

They like real people, after all, there are countless people who say different compliments every day, and they are probably tired of hearing them.

Mrs. Fu took the paper bag, took one out of her mind, and took a bite: "Well, it tastes good, your aunt is very skillful." ”

Song Ran was happy, this Mrs. Fu really gave her face, and she didn't mean to be perfunctory.

This is a good sign.

Mrs. Fu handed the shower in her hand to a woman in her sixties on the side, and instructed with a smile: "There are guests coming, cook two more dishes at noon, Xiao Ran, what do you like to eat?"

Song Ran was not polite at all: "I like to eat sweet and sour short ribs, fried hairtail." ”

The nanny stared at Song Ran, this little girl, when she arrived at the commander's house, she didn't treat herself as an outsider, and when the general guest came over, when the lady asked, almost everyone would say, casually.

This little girl is very interesting.

No wonder Madame would invite her to her house for dinner, after all, those people were always trembling when they saw Madame, and that would be too boring.

Mrs. Fu smiled very fondly and ordered, "Well, Aunt Rong, you go to the market to buy vegetables." ”

After speaking, she took Song Ran's hand and walked to the house, Aunt Rong looked at the backs of the two, her eyes suddenly became a little wet, if Wei Wei was still there, she should be as old as this little girl.

As soon as he entered the house, before Song Ran sat down, he heard Mrs. Fu say, "Song Ran, be my goddaughter." ”

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