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

There was a dull "bang" sound, the sound of flesh hitting soft fabric.

Pei Jingping looked at the pillow that he had thrown to the ground.

"What are you doing?"

The room was dark, but not completely dark. The TV was emitting a faint blue light and a well-known horror movie was playing on it.

Yao Ya and Gao Rufeng turned their heads to look over.

The two of them silently hid the pillows they had picked up behind their backs and covered it up with an awkward chuckle.

Sang Ran turned on the light and asked, "Why are you playing the pillow game so late at night?"

"Aren't I waiting for you to come back?" Yao Ya silently put down the pillow.

"Wait for me?" Sang Ran changed his shoes and walked in, looking at the several bags of snacks on the coffee table in the living room. "Do you need to turn off the lights and watch a horror movie while waiting?"

Yao Ya felt wronged and said aggrievedly: "It's all because of this bitch. I was doing a good job here, but he insisted on watching a horror movie and turned off the lights."

She did have something to talk to Sang Ran about.

Gao Rufeng sneered, looking unconvinced: "I also want to talk to Pei Jingping about something."

"Then each of you speak your mind." Judge Sang Ran directly put out the smoke that the two men were about to ignite.

She took Yao Ya upstairs and said, "If you have anything to say, just tell us over the phone. Why did you come all the way here?"

If it were any other time, she would definitely not care, but Yao Ya didn't know that as soon as she came, she would have to sleep in the same room with Pei Jingping.

She had done her a terrible harm.

Yao Ya scratched her head. "It's nothing big. Jiazhou Primary School is holding a school celebration. My classmates said they want to get together. I saw that you didn't say anything in the group, so I came to ask if you want to go."

"Elementary school?" Sang Ran shook his head. "You know that you and Yan Qi were my only good friends in elementary school. I have forgotten half of the others. Why would you go there?"

As she spoke, she folded Pei Jingping's suit and put it into the laundry basket.

Yao Ya followed her closely: "Ah, actually I don't understand why elementary school alumni want to hold a class reunion."

Sang Ran nodded in agreement.

Yao Ya continued, "But there is one person you must remember."

"Who?"

"Liu Jie." Yao Ya took out her phone and found Liu Jie's profile picture in the group. "That's her, the one who competed with you for the school beauty."

She enlarged Liu Jie's photo and looked at it carefully: "I'm really curious about how she is doing now."

Sang Ran lost interest even more when he heard this.

"Then you can go by yourself. I'm very busy with work recently."

"No!" Yao Ya climbed up her arm, "Please~ Ranran."

Sang Ran walked around her and tried to go inside, with Yao Ya following closely behind.

Finally, she pressed on and on, and Sang Ran got really annoyed: "Okay, okay, when?"

Pei Jingping in the hall had a speechless expression: "Do you think I will go?"

Gao Rufeng thought about it and agreed. He nodded, "That's right. You probably don't want to see those people. And now that I have some free time, I can't wait to be with Sang Ran."

"But." He changed the subject and said, "I heard from Yao Ya that she came here today to call Sang Ran. Judging from her attitude, she must be very confident."

Pei Jingping paused while playing with the remote control: "When?"

"Next Sunday."

......

These days, Sang Ran worked overtime until about twelve o'clock almost every day, but fortunately his inspiration came back and he could draw the draft much more smoothly.

Their entire design department is full of energy and there is no need for Sang Ran to urge them. Their attitude towards work is already very serious, so their work efficiency is greatly improved.

Each designer also operates his or her own exclusive account.

Gao Rufeng and Yao Ya have been like a dog-skin plaster, staying in their home ever since they got married.

Sang Ran also went from being shocked and confused at the beginning to gradually getting used to it. Occasionally, when the two of them came back late, she would send a message to ask a question or two.

Her bed-sharing life with Pei Jingping was also very harmonious, as they slept in separate rooms.

But when Sang Ran was asleep, she could always hear Pei Jingping getting up in the middle of the night, and then the sound of the shower running could be heard in the bathroom.

She had expressed her admiration many times that he was a very clean person.

All the design drafts have been finalized, and all fourteen have been selected.

Sang Ran finally got off work early today, and made an appointment with Pei Jingping to pick up Sang Ning from school.

She suddenly realized that she seemed to have paid too little attention to Sang Ning recently.

On the way to school, Sang Ran couldn't help but ask Pei Jingping: "Will it interfere with your work if I ask you to pick up Sang Ning from school all the time? Why don't you let the driver at home pick her up?"

Yes, Pei Jingping always answers the phone himself.

Sang Ran had mentioned this matter to him many times, asking him not to force it.

The two lived under the same roof, and Sang Ran knew how busy he was at work.

"It's okay." Pei Jingping still answered like this.

He added, "Sang Ning likes me." There was an imperceptible sense of pride on his face.

When he said that, Sang Ran couldn't help but feel a little sad.

At this moment, she inexplicably had an impulse.

"Pei Jingping."

"Hmm?" The man stopped the car and tilted his head to look at her.

Sang Ran opened his lips slightly and moved.

She wanted to tell him about Sang Ning's life story, but she suddenly felt that it was unfair to him.

But when the words came to her lips, she felt a little scared.

If he met someone he liked in the future, would he want to know the news? Or, as Sang Ran thought at the beginning, he would snatch Sang Ning away.

Nothing is certain, she can't gamble.

"Thank you."

Thousands of words were condensed into this one sentence. It was not clear what was in Sang Ran's heart, it was just a thank you for what he had done during this period of time.

Sang Ran is very selfish. Even though the man has always shown good character and upbringing, she is still on guard against him.

Pei Jingping looked at Sang Ran in silence. He really didn't understand where the hesitation in her eyes came from.

He thought she was just feeling sad, so he couldn't help but touch her head: "Tell me something."

Sang Ran pursed her lips.

The two got off the car together and stood at the school gate waiting for Sang Ning to come out.

The handsome man and beautiful woman were indeed Nuwa's graduation project, and they were eye-catching wherever they stood. Even if they were standing at the side of the gate, people around them would still unconsciously focus their attention on them.

Maybe they are so good-looking and alienated that the crowd will form a circle around them to create a safe zone.

Not long after, Sang Ning came out with her schoolbag on her back. She walked slowly, and there was a little boy walking with her.

Sang Ning was obviously popular. Many classmates she met on the road greeted her and occasionally glanced at the two people standing outside the door.

Sang Ning walked up to him, took Pei Jingping's hand, and called him sweetly, "Dad."

There was a look of arrogance in her eyes.

Sang Ran understood it at a glance. It was probably because Pei Jingping picked her up from school during this period that helped this little girl satisfy her vanity.

The little boy next to her also walked behind Sang Ran and the others, saying in a childish voice, "Dad."

Sang Ran subconsciously looked back, and the boy's father happened to look up at her.

He looked to be about thirty years old, wearing a formal black suit and glasses that made him look elegant and meticulous.

The man and Sang Ran nodded and smiled as a greeting.

Sang Ran thought that he was the father of her daughter's classmate. Just as she was about to smile back, her head was restrained by a big hand and she turned back.

Sang Ran looked up, and Pei Jingping's eyes were still on the man.

His look was not very polite, and when he slowly lowered his head to look at Sang Ran, the hostility in his eyes had not yet disappeared.

But the topic has changed: "My grandparents said they want to meet you and see Sang Ning."

"Meet your grandparents?"