Hanetuku's Husband

Candidate Relationship Ya Ran

All eyes unblinkingly looked at Song Ya Ran's elegance and beauty at Lin Peng Xuan's birthday party. The beautiful girl was like a magnet that attracted the hearts of everyone who saw her.

It was not only Peng Xuan who was so admiring a humble figure like Ya Ran. Not a few people pay attention to the beauty of the face and attitude of Ya Ran tonight.

"You're so pretty tonight, Ran er!" praise the unblinking Peng Xuan at the arrival of her lover.

"Tonight only? Another day how?" With her jutek face Ya Ran pretended to sulk with Peng Xuan's praise tonight.

"My Ya Ran has always been pretty," Peng Xuan added. Unable to convolve anymore, Peng Xuan was truly grateful to be able to obtain such a good girl for him.

Peng Xuan's birthday party was so lively, a variety of food and sweet snacks were prepared to welcome the guests who came. Different types of wine are also available to complement this lavish feast. All that is not impossible for the Peng Xuan family, Lin's exit is the cornerstone of Beijing's economic foundation and even his echo to the rest of China.

"I'm grateful to have you, Ran er!"

"Ah, you're exaggerating Xuan. You're so good to me,"

Everyone was amazed by the young couple. And again Peng Xuan treated Xiao Ran well.

**

The atmosphere of the party was so lively, it gradually died down with the arrival of a shoulder-haired woman. The arrival of the beautiful young lady was like a lightning strike without rain.

"I'm pregnant with Peng Xuan's child," he said in a slightly firm tone. It seemed like he had long harbored a deep sadness.

From her straightforward tone of speech, it was certain that she was a brave girl. The atmosphere that was once lively, now turned grim. It was not only Song Ya Ran who was struck, Peng Xuan's grandmother again had to feel a strong shock in her heart as her only granddaughter had tarnished the Lin family's good name.

"Since when? We split up two months ago?" reject Peng Xuan firmly. He did not want this reality.

Other than emotions, Peng Xuan also felt guilty towards Ya Ran. Because of her deep love for Ya Ran.

"Yes, I know our relationship is over. But just before we split, we got in touch. And I've covered this up from you, Xuan!"

Peng Xuan looked at the lover she loved so much as she was about to ask for her confidence.

But what? Song Ya Ran brushed off Peng Xuan's hand that was about to grab her.

"Stop, Xuan! solve your problems with her." Ya Ran was disappointed, not that Peng Xuan had been unfaithful. However, Ya Ran was disappointed that Peng Xuan had been meno dai a woman before a wedding.

"Yes Ran I swear, she and I had nothing to do after we broke up," Peng Xuan convinced Ya Ran to trust her.

"He needs you, Xuan! he and the money boy were in his stomach. Please .. Appreciate them!"

Peng Xuan could no longer endure Song Ya Ran's departure from her home. The handsome young man's heart was sliced because it had made the woman he loved shed tears of willingness.

And Ya Ran herself? The girl who had so much faith in Peng Xuan, was now letting go of her beautiful future with the lover.

Staring at Peng Xuan's house before she left, many times Ya Ran recalled how romantic Peng Xuan had treated her. Peng Xuan was so loving and always paying attention to him.

Ya Ran left with a heart full of wounds, her shrewd footsteps led the girl down the city street.Durguably the street lights, no more gloomy than the future of her love.

With a broken feeling, the girl gave up her love. The love that he always keeps and never Ya Ran forgets. "I'm sorry, Xuan! they need you more,"

**

Song Ya Ran arrived at the modest home of her parents. In this place, the girl grew up to a teenager. If a few hours ago Ya Ran passed through this street cheerfully, then it was flipped upside down. Now he walks with moping.

"Pay junglehmu! if you're poor, don't owe!"

Ya Ran flinched with a boisterous voice in front of her simple house. The girl walked closer to see a crowd of people had damaged the front of her house.

"Who are you?" asked Ya Ran with her voice.

"Hi sweet girl .. don't interfere! it's his parents' problem." One of the thugs who had recognized him had several times come to Ya Ran's house to collect debts.

"Pay with what? With bodies? You poor people are making trouble!"

A thug moved closer to Ya Ran and swiftly withdrew his hand for him to take to their debtor's place.

"His beautiful daughter, she might sell hard at the dil drill house" suggested one of the thugs.

Song Ya Ran tried to thrash. However, with his small body he was unable to break away from the evil man's grasp. Both of his parents could do nothing.

"Please have mercy on us, we will try to pay you" said Song Yi Bo, father of Ya Ran.

"Pay? You're three months late paying interest." scold one of the thugs. Not only that, they also beat up Ya Ran's father.

Both of Ya Ran's parents were forced to borrow money from loan sharks for their family's fried chicken venture capital. In addition, for their capital also requires a large cost to treat maternal tumor disease Ya Ran.

"Take him off!"

The group of thugs turned towards the voice of a man who had just arrived. One of the thugs even looked at the man with a look of disdain.

"Who are you? Don't interfere in our affairs!"

"Their business is now my business! so take your filthy hands off of him, "reprove the man with high intonation.

There was no fear or fear in the eyes of the man who had just arrived. Even just by once stomping his hand at the hands of the thugs holding onto Ya Ran, all those evil people were afraid.

"I told you to take your filthy hands off of him" And "Krak ... " The sound of the cubit was broken with just one jolt.

"Si-who are you?" asked the thug who had felt the pain in his hand.

"I'll finish this family business!"

In addition to a group of debt-collecting thugs, Ya Ran and her family were also amazed by the arrival of the figure who had helped them. "Who is that guy?"

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There are times when tears are unstoppable

When the crying is stifling

When losing is painful

When the heart is hurt by disappointment

Cry, if you want to cry

Get angry if you want to be angry

Grieve, when the pain is unbearable

Wail, when no one understands

Holding the feeling of not finishing

Rejecting wounds will not heal

Welcoming and accepting openly,

every sorrow and suffering

become a speck of light on the path of happiness