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

Sang Ran smiled and said, "I can drink as a punishment."

Asking her to look He Da in the eye is just dreaming. She feels physically uncomfortable just by looking at him.

Others might still care about the friendship between classmates, but Sang Ran doesn't care at all. She doesn't even remember who they are, so how can she care about the friendship between classmates?

He Da was obviously not satisfied with this result, but there was nothing he could do. The rules of the game stipulated that if you couldn't afford to play, you had to drink.

He asked Sang Ran to drink two cups in a row and finish all of his share.

Sang Ran doesn't like white wine, but beer and red wine are no problem, so she agreed readily.

The bottle started spinning again, falling on several other people one after another, and it happened several times in a row, all of them were irrelevant questions.

Finally, just when everyone's mood was a little dull, the wine bottle fell to Pei Jingping's seat.

The man put his hands on his knees, raised his eyes slightly, and said lazily: "To be honest."

When playing truth or dare, you usually play it with single people. It’s inconvenient to ask anything if your partner is present.

They could only shift their focus from their emotional life to their career. After all, everyone was still very curious about how Pei Jingping built up the Pei Group in just five years.

With this in mind, someone asked, "Which city has Mr. Pei visited the most in the past five years?"

After asking this question, everyone was waiting to hear his answer, except Pei Jingping who was staring blankly at the ground.

Someone urged him.

He casually said, "Milan." After saying that, he glanced at Sang Ran inadvertently.

"Milan? Mr. Pei's company has expanded to Milan?"

Everyone sighed, but Sang Ran stopped pouring the wine. There was a buzzing in his head and an inexplicable sense of uneasiness came over him.

Milan?

Milan...

"Sang Ran, Sang Ran? The wine is spilled." Yao Ya helped her hold up the bottle and reminded her.

Sang Ran came back to his senses and quickly took out a few tissues to wipe the table.

She always felt that if she continued to play this game, the tacit distance between her and Pei Jingping would be broken.

For some reason, Sang Ran had an instinctive aversion to the scene he imagined in his mind.

She absentmindedly played the next game, but even the wine bottle was against her and stopped right in front of her.

"Big adventure." Sang Ran blurted out without thinking.

She didn't want to answer those love questions.

"Then...you and President Pei kiss passionately for ten seconds! Hahahahaha!"

The girl became excited after she finished speaking and high-fived the person next to her.

Pei Jingping looked at Sang Ran to see her reaction, but gradually, the light in his eyes faded, leaving only self-doubt.

Sang Ran didn't answer at all. She picked up the wine glass and drank two glasses without any hesitation.

This... was something no one expected.

Everyone was looking at her. This place should have been bustling, but it was surprisingly quiet. Someone dropped his cup in surprise, and the reverberating sound could be clearly heard.

Liu Jie was the first to react, and took the initiative to help Sang Ran out with a smile: "Girls are embarrassed to do this kind of thing outside."

Having said that, Sang Ran finally found a suitable reason.

Sang Ran forced a smile and stood up: "Sorry, I feel a little uncomfortable. I need to go out for some fresh air."

After saying that, he strode out of the box.

Seeing that something was wrong with her, Yao Ya stopped Pei Jingping and followed her out.

Sang Ran squatted against the wall at the corner, her hair covering her entire face, making it impossible to see her expression clearly.

Yao Ya stood in front of her, blocking the light, and kicked the tip of her shoe with her toes: "Hey, you were fine, why are you suddenly unhappy?"

"He knows." Sang Ran murmured, not knowing whether he was talking to himself.

"Know what?" Yao Ya was confused. "Did you drink too much? This shouldn't be the case. You only drank this much."

Sang Ran raised his head, his eyes full of confusion: "He knows that Sang Ning is his child."

She chuckled, as if mocking herself: "I was so stupid to think I could hide it from him. How stupid."

Yao Ya was also a little surprised: "Are you sure?"

"Yeah." Sang Ran said, "When I was in Milan, I often received gifts from someone. They could be clothes or other children's products."

"Since I became pregnant, my account has been receiving money without interruption. It turned out to be him..."

"But why does he pretend not to know?"

Sang Ran stood up. For the first time, Yao Ya intuitively felt her vulnerability. Her voice was like a rabbit lost in a maze: "Yao Ya, what should I do? Will he snatch Sang Ning from me?"

Yao Ya was speechless and choked. She tilted her head slightly, as if trying to get into Sang Ran's mind to see what she was thinking.

She ruffled her hair: "Why can't it be directed at you?"

"Why are you coming for me?" Sang Ran asked back.

Yao Ya couldn't explain it clearly. One-night stand, and then they fell in love?

It's not convincing at all.

"Okay, don't think too much. Maybe you're just imagining things and he doesn't know anything at all. Why don't you go back and have a good talk with him." That was all Yao Ya could say.

Finally, she stood outside with Sang Ran for a while before coaxing her to go back.

Now the relationship between the two seemed to be reversed. Sang Ran was fine in other aspects, but when it came to Sang Ning and emotions, he immediately became irrational. He was confused and flustered because they were unfamiliar.

As soon as the door of the box was pushed open half a crack, a noisy sound came from inside, followed by the sound of wine bottles breaking.

He Da put one foot on the coffee table and pointed at Gao Rufeng with the broken wine bottle: "Don't fucking pretend to be me, what the hell!"

Yao Ya rushed in when she saw what was going on inside: "He Da, what are you doing!"

"What am I doing?" He Da gritted his teeth. "Damn it, today is my home court. You can't tell the difference between the main and the secondary, right? You two have been stealing the show, and now I want to call a lady to accompany me for drinks. What does it have to do with you?"

Pei Jingping leaned on the sofa with his eyes closed, not moving.

Although Gao Rufeng was sitting, his aura was not inferior at all: "You call other girls Miss, what do you think of them? Do you think you respect them?"

"It's none of your business! Aren't you just Pei Jingping's little follower? Who is Pei Jingping? Wasn't he cornered and beaten by me back then? What a coward, wasn't he transferred to another school later?"

He Da thought of that glorious time and raised his chin: "He was defeated by me in the past. Now he can't show off in front of me anymore. Damn it, he is a worthless guy!"

"My parents deserved to die early!" he said, and spat to the side.

"He Da, you've drunk too much." The people around couldn't stand it anymore, some left, some tried to stop the fight.

He Da didn't buy any of it. He seemed still unsatisfied. He Da turned on his phone and found the surveillance footage he had watched during his return to school these past two days. After playing it, he turned around and showed it to everyone: "Look at him, hahahaha."

He jumped down and stood in front of Sang Ran: "Look at your good husband, how embarrassing!"