"Alright." Song Xuran dropped the money and walked out of the pharmacy.

Although he knew that Luo Ying might just not want to get pregnant so early, there was still a nameless anger in his heart, Luo Ying, don't you want the two of them to have a child like that?

Song Xuran pulled his tie, walked back to the car, and drove out at a very fast speed.

The opening ceremony was nothing more than a song and dance performance, the leader's speech, and there was nothing new this year, the only thing that was new was probably that the women in the city most wanted to marry the top1 upstart, and Song Xuran sat on the rostrum.

He looked impatiently at the cameras in the audience that were aimed at him, and if it weren't for the public relations department's saying that it would be good for the company's reputation, he wouldn't have sat on it.

You don't have to think much to know that he will definitely be photographed today, uploaded to the Internet by these mobile phones or cameras, and then commented on by those disgusting women.

Those disgusting women even claimed to be his wife, and at every turn they posted some strange comments on his photos, such as 'Husband, I think...'

You don't have to guess to know what dirty thoughts those women have in their heads, you should really find a chicken coop and put those women in it.

And his wife has long been gone.

He had inadvertently glanced in the direction of the School of Economics dozens of times, but he didn't see Luo Ying.

Didn't Luo Ying know that he was going to participate? Why don't you honestly watch him from the audience, where did this woman run away.

"This year's social scholarship of our school is sponsored by Mr. Song Xuran, chairman and CEO of Haotian Group, Mr. Song is concerned about charity, has donated money and materials to our school many times, and has also set up a Haotian scholarship to reward outstanding students."

"The students who won the Haotian Scholarship this time also got an opportunity to go to Haotian for internship, let us congratulate them." The host on the stage was talking clichés, and Song Xuran stood up impatiently, stared at the audience, and greeted a wave of denser shots.

"Next, Mr. Song and the school leaders will award honorary certificates to the award-winning students." The host's voice was subdued, reading the list of winners.

Song Xuran looked at the audience absentmindedly, waiting for the host to finish reading her name, where did Luo Ying go, and she hadn't seen her until now.

He lowered his head impatiently, picked up a certificate of honor, and when he looked up, he found that Liang Xuan was standing in front of him.

"Mr. Song." Liang Xuan looked at Song Xuran's pursed lips, some sweat oozed from her palms, she pinched the number of people on the stage before she came on stage, just facing Song Xuran.

"Congratulations." Song Xuran patted Liang Xuan's shoulder perfunctorily, and showed a decent smile on his face, this kind of formal matter still has to be dealt with.

"Thank you." Liang Xuan's eyes lit up, and he received the honorary certificate from Song Xuran's hand.

"Dead scumbag." Today, there was a senior sister who acted as a hostess who had diarrhea, so Luo Ying was temporarily pulled to make up the numbers, and stayed backstage all the time, and when they came on the stage, they waited on the side of the rostrum.

She heard the host's voice early in the morning, and recognized through the photo that it was Liang Xuan standing in front of Song Xuran, and she couldn't see Song Xuran's face from her perspective, she could only see Song Xuran patting Liang Xuan's shoulder affectionately.

"Ah, I envy Senior Sister Liang, if I stand next to my national husband, I can faint happily." It was a girl who was a little fat who spoke, "Maybe Senior Sister Liang Xuan took this opportunity to take the position, maybe it's not necessarily, I'm really envious." ”