He said to the person on the other end of the phone: "Since you don't have time in Ji'an, let's wait until you are free?"

Tang Ji'an on the other end said again: "Who told you that I don't have time?"

Yang Haitao raised his eyebrows, this Tang Ji'an, it is really worthy of his reputation, it is difficult to serve, it is difficult to deal with, you never know what he is thinking.

"So ......"

Forget it, he doesn't make his own decisions, let Tang Ergongzi decide for himself.

"At six o'clock tonight, Yipinju. ”

A big stone fell in Yang Haitao's heart, and he didn't know whether this second son of Tang would give him face or give face to his sister-in-law.

At six o'clock in the evening, Song Ran and Yang Haitao all went to Yipinju together, Yipinju is the best hotel in Haicheng, the consumption is naturally very high, and the decoration layout inside is very exquisite and elegant.

Behind the main seat of the private room they set is a huge galloping horse, majestic and magnificent.

The two of them sat on the chairs and climbed to Tang Ji'an, and this wait was half an hour.

Song Ran was faintly angry, because she learned that he was the mayor's son, she reluctantly wanted to apologize to him, his driver was already speeding and almost hit someone, and the person who was at fault accepted someone else's apology, but was still late?

This second son of Tang really thinks very highly of himself.

Yang Haitao saw that Song Ran's face was getting more and more ugly, and he knew that his sister-in-law's mood had gradually deteriorated, so he hurriedly reassured: "Ji'an is busy with affairs, don't worry, wait." ”

Song Ran raised his hand to look at his watch: "Since it's so busy, you should let us come over later, let us come over so early, just to make us wait for him?"

Yang Haitao said worriedly: "Shhh, be quiet, don't be so open-mouthed." ”

As he was talking, the door was pushed open, and Tang Ji'an walked in, looking uncertain and said, "Don't be quiet, I heard everything." ”

Yang Haitao hurriedly got up and shook hands with him, Song Ran sat lazily on the chair, looked at the man who walked in, and thought, I just gave you face and said that I want to apologize to you, to be honest, my godfather is the commander-in-chief, and if he doesn't give you face, it's not completely impossible.

It's good for you, you get cheap and sell well, so you don't give me face, you still exchange courtesies, this atonement banquet, don't expect me to give you a good face.

Tang Ji'an glanced past Yang Haitao and glanced at Song Ran who was sitting on the chair, and his tense expression eased slightly: "If I'm not mistaken, today's dinner is Miss Song's atonement banquet?"

Song Ran stood up, approached Tang Ji'an, and smiled: "It turns out that the second son of Tang has a good memory, I thought you forgot the time of tonight's atonement banquet." ”

Yang Haitao sighed in his heart, Second Miss, you really have to be unforgiving.

Tang Ji'an's smile froze on his face, no one dared to embarrass him like this, this Song Ran was the first one, he sarcastically mocked him with thorns, and said it so frankly, as if he had really done something wrong.

No one dared to take his fault so seriously.

He Tang Ji'an is busy with affairs, and he is half an hour late, is this a matter?

Although, in the past half an hour, he just sat in his office for half an hour, thinking that he had to treat the little girl well and let her know who had the right to speak.

He thought, as soon as he entered the private room, Song Ran didn't have to be like everyone else, and said to himself in a low voice, Tang Ershao, you are here.

He replied, "You've been waiting for a long time."

Then Song Ran returned, no, no, and just arrived.

Well, apparently, he made a mistake.

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