Chapter 391

391 Its only right for a wife to manage money

After song ran went to college, she slacked off a lot in her studies. Yan jinkuan was the one who graduated from the local universities. As long as she did not fail any subjects, she would have no problem graduating from college.

What she didnt expect was that she would fail advanced mathematics at the end of the semester because of her negligence. At that time, Deputy Section Chief Gu, who had gotten a full score in advanced mathematics in the final exam for the adult undergraduate course, looked at her with a resentful look and then helplessly gave her tuition.

Of course, this was a story for later.

In short, she had spent all her energy on the art troupe and dealing with the b * tches. She really couldnt focus on her studies. After all, a persons energy was limited.

After a week of cla.s.ses and a day of miscellaneous work in the art troupe, song ran felt as if her body had been completely drained. She returned home exhausted. Once she got home, she collapsed on the sofa in the living room and waved her hand to ask aunt Wu to prepare some food for her to nourish her body.

Aunt Wu nagged at him in all sorts of ways, such as asking him to stay at home, but he refused to listen and even looked upset.

Song ran was in a daze. It was early April, and the weather was much warmer. Song ran was drinking the gla.s.ses that aunt Wu had brought her and enjoying the spring scenery outside. She was feeling quite calm.

Song Xuan came downstairs and looked at the person lying on the sofa. She said in disdain, Look at how youre sitting.

Song ran pushed her luck and placed one of her legs on the low table in front of her. She raised her eyebrows and looked at her sister.Its comfortable sitting like this. Sister, you should try it too.

Song Xuan sat down beside her. oh my, did you get squeezed by the art troupe? you have dark circles under your eyes. Stay at home tonight. Ill get you some eggs for a hot compress.

Song ran touched her eyes. alright.

Song Xuan tidied her hair and said, dont overwork yourself. You have to take care of your studies, the art troupe, and your boyfriend, Gu jinghang. How can you not be tired?

Song ran waved her hand. I can handle it.

Dont tire yourself out. Song Xuan rolled her eyes.

Song ran: dont worry, I know what Im doing. Oh, by the way, is yang Haitao back yet?

Yes, I just came back two days ago, song Xuan replied lazily.

Song ran raised her eyebrows and asked,what about Wanwan and Zhao Mingyi? Are your legs alright?

Song Xuan still had a lazy expression on her face, hes out of the hospital, but he needs a crutch to walk. It might take some time for him to fully recover, said w.a.n.g Yao.

Yes, when she talked about Zhao Mingyis emotionless expression, song ran was relieved. Her sister had probably believed her words and her love for Zhao Mingyi had long disappeared.

They hadnt broken up yet, but she just didnt have any evidence to prove that Zhao Mingyi and Shen mengfang were having an affair.

There was no rush. As long as her sister stopped liking Zhao Mingyi, everything would be fine.

She could only hope that yang Haitao would work harder and quickly conquer her sister. That way, she would have less to worry about.

The pear blossoms outside also became delicate and pretty. The spring sun was bright and beautiful, and his mood was comfortable.

In the afternoon, her sister went to the office to settle some matters. Aunt Wu was taking a nap on the sofa. Song ran felt a little bored sitting in the room, so she ran to the pear tree to enjoy the fragrance.

A small deck chair was placed under a pear tree. Song ran was looking at The Peony Pavilion. Jiang Feng was acting in The Peony Pavilion yesterday. She had to admit that Jiang Fengs character was not that great, but her acting was not bad. Song ran was trying to figure out the emotions of the characters in the script as she read the script.

Suddenly, she caught a glimpse of a figure outside the courtyard. What news could it be?

Song ran shouted at the people outside the courtyard, Cao MA, come in. The courtyard door is not locked.