Song ran greeted the nanny openly. The nanny pushed the little boy into the mansion in disdain. &Nbsp;
Song ran walked in with Wen Huihui in her arms.
Wen Huihui realized that she was in a completely passive position. She did not even know what song ran wanted to do. She could only take one step at a time and follow her.
Du LiMei was dressed in a wine-red satin dress. She had short, permed hair and a cigarette in her hand. She walked down the stairs slowly and glanced at Wen Huihui. Her tone was indifferent."Since you're back, let's eat."
Song ran noticed Wen Huihui's submissiveness and submissiveness. She smiled sarcastically. She might have been living a poor life with her biological mother, but she didn't have to live in such humiliation. Wen Huihui's current situation was all his own fault.
Song ran looked up and smiled at du LiMei. "Aunty du, I heard that your birthday is coming soon."
Wen Huihui trembled. What was song ran trying to do?