The fake daughter ran away with the baby, and the president chased her relentlessly

Sang Ran wanted to ask Yan Qi for Sun Yi's contact information. She still wanted to make a final attempt.

If possible, she would like to take control of Alim's order herself.

Yan Qi pursed his lips and shook his head: "The artist's personal contact information is too private, I can't get it."

Upon hearing this, Sang Ran stopped talking and kept silent with his head down.

This approach doesn't work, so we can only think of other ways. We can't just let Alim do whatever he wants.

The car was not driving fast, and it was inevitable that there would be some congestion as it was near rush hour, plus the journey was long.

Sang Ran is short of money, so it is obviously unrealistic for him to buy a two-bedroom, one-living-room house in the central area.

They drove for nearly an hour and a half until it was dark and dark when the three of them finally arrived at their destination.

The sparsely populated northern district.

I don’t know if it’s Sang Ran’s psychological reaction, but I always feel that the street lights here are not as bright as those in the city center.

Yan Qi found a parking space and parked the car.

Sang Ran got off the car and looked around first. He didn't see any supermarkets or convenience stores on the way here, and there were none nearby. It was obvious that his life was not very convenient.

If I have to pick out any advantages, it would be that it is quiet and cheap.

Yan Qi locked the car and said to Sang Ran, "It's a bit far from here. How are you going to get to and from get off work?"

Sang Ran didn't say anything, she was also thinking about this question.

After looking at Sang Ning who was holding her hand, she slowly said, "This place is a bit far from the subway station. If it doesn't work out, we can buy a car."

Of course, all this is based on the premise that Sang Ran still has some spare money.

"But," she added, "let's take a look at the house first."

There's no point thinking so much now if you don't like it.

Yan Qi nodded, he lowered his head to look at his phone, and after a while he spoke again: "He's here, let's go in directly."

The three of them walked into the community together.

The homeowner should have greeted the security guard in advance, and he let them in directly after verifying their information.

This is a classic commercial community with neatly arranged rows of buildings surrounded by a green belt. The amusement facilities are not very complete and there is no place for children to play.

Walking along the road to a building near the inside, Yan Qi led them to a turn.

There was a tall and burly man standing downstairs of the building. He just happened to look up at them. When he saw the three people, he took two steps forward to greet them.

Sang Ran might have some occupational disease. The first thing he likes to do when he sees someone is to look at their clothes.

It may not be an occupational disease, because the man’s clothes are too conspicuous in this season when everyone is wrapped up tightly.

He was wearing a white old man's tank top and black short sweatpants. His hair was cut short and when you got closer you could see beads of sweat on his forehead.

The exposed skin exudes the scent of masculine hormones, and one can imagine how hard the big muscles are just by looking at them.

Yan Qi greeted him with a smile: "Are you going to exercise?"

The man nodded.

Yan Qi introduced the two people: "This is the owner of the house, Lin Xiu. This is the buyer..."

"I know." Lin Xiu interrupted Yan Qi, "Sang Ran."

Yan Qi was surprised for a moment, then he seemed to remember something and suddenly realized.

Sang Ran was confused.

She asked, "Do you know me?"

Yan Qi chuckled and said, "This guy is my elementary school classmate."

Sang Ran was even more confused. Yan Qi's elementary school classmate? Weren't they elementary school classmates?

Lin Xiu was not annoyed when he saw that Sang Ran did not recognize him.

He and Sang Ran were just in the same school but different classes. They changed classes every three years in elementary school. In the first three years, he was in the same class with Yan Qi, and in the last three years, Yan Qi was in the same class with Sang Ran.

It was normal that Sang Ran couldn't recognize him.

Yan Qi explained to Lin Xiu: "We did play together before, but Sang Ran had a high fever due to allergies during that time. After she woke up, her memory of that time was a little vague."

Lin Xiu was surprised: "There is such a thing?"

Sang Ran nodded. If Yan Qi hadn't mentioned it, she would have almost forgotten about it.

Lin Xiu called out, “Come in, I’ll show you the house.”

The four of them entered the apartment building side by side, and Lin Xiu pressed the elevator button.

He sighed, "It's been many years since we last met. Yan Qi and I haven't seen each other for a few years either."

Yan Qi agreed very much.

He and Lin Xiu had been good friends since elementary school, but later they had some conflicts for some reasons, and their relationship gradually faded and they no longer kept in touch.

A few days ago, Lin Xiu posted a message on WeChat Moments saying that he wanted to sell his house. That evening, Sang Ran asked him to help find a house. Coincidentally, the house Lin Xiu wanted to sell was a two-bedroom, one-living-room house.

Now he had a legitimate reason to resume contact with Lin Xiu.

On the day they met, Yan Qi completely forgot about taking Sang Ran to see the house and didn't think about it at all.

I found a bar with Lin Xiu, and we chatted and drank all night long.

The elevator stopped and four people got in.

When Sang Ran looked at a house, he naturally asked the owner why he was selling the house: "Why do you want to sell this house?"

The smile on Lin Xiu's lips turned bitter. He pretended to be casual and said, "I lived with my ex-girlfriend in this apartment. We broke up some time ago. It's easy to miss her if I keep it."

Accidentally mentioning his sad story, Sang Ran forced an apologetic smile.

However, Yan Qi, who had nothing to do with this topic, seemed to be feeling a little strange. He seemed to be playing with his mobile phone unintentionally, fiddling with it with his fingers, but the interface remained on the desktop.

Lin Xiu noticed Sang Ning who had been following him without saying anything and was a little surprised.

He asked Sang Ran: "Do you have children?"

His reaction made Sang Ran want to laugh, so she naturally asked back, "Are you surprised?"

Lin Xiu nodded heavily: "It's very unexpected. I didn't expect that the school beauty that everyone in the school was chasing after already had a child. This must have broken many people's hearts."

The smile on Sang Ran's lips paused.

Lin Xiu's appearance reminded her of many almost forgotten memories.

She has had many suitors since she was in elementary school.

Even now I still find it amazing when I think about it. Were all children back then so precocious?

The reason why she owed Yan Qi a favor was because of these romantic debts.

Sang Ran, who is naturally emotionally indifferent, is troubled by the pursuit of many boys.

She had no choice but to ask Yan Qi, her only male friend at the time and the only one around her who was not interested in her, to act as her protector.

Yan Qi was retaliated against by many boys because of this, and once he was even beaten over the head.

Yan Qi also remembered. He raised his head and said with gritted teeth, "Your luck with women has caused me a lot of trouble, but I remember that there seemed to be only three people in the school who didn't like you."

Sang Ran didn't pay attention to these things, but she didn't expect Yan Qi to remember them so clearly.

Yan Qi continued to talk to himself: "I remember it was me, Lin Xiu, and another person. What was his name?"

He looked at Sang Ran.

Sang Ran’s face was full of expression: Don’t look at me, my memory was confused at that time.

Yan Qi gave up and turned to ask Lin Xiu again.

Lin Xiu frowned and thought for a moment: "I think his last name is Pei."

For some reason, Sang Ran subconsciously thought of Pei Jingping.

But it shouldn't be such a coincidence.

Unexpectedly, the next second, Lin Xiu gave her a blow on the head:

"Yes, his name is Pei Jingping. I haven't seen him since he transferred to another school. We were the best friends back then."

Sang Ning, who had been silent the whole time, perked up when she heard the familiar name. She looked up at Sang Ran and spoke with childlike innocence:

"Mom, is that Uncle Pei?"