Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

For the homeless, half a million books is a fatal temptation. What's more, the object is still a beauty who is allure.

This is really the best of both worlds.

There was a sudden storm in Han Zhan's eyes, it was dark and terrifying. He tensed all over his muscles suddenly, and squeezed Song Ci's fingers to increase his strength.

Song Ci was squeezed with pain in his arm, but he did not stop Han Zhan. Thanks to the pain, her thinking is clear and her mood is calm. Song Ci said: "That day, in retrospect, it was really scary."

Han Zhan felt a sense of violence in his heart, and wanted to vent his hatred of the guy named Cheng Ziang.

Song Ci's eyes were erratic, as if returning to that night, her voice kept saying: "It's painful and desperate. No matter how I call it, the people downstairs pretend not to hear."

Han Zhan suddenly growled: "Enough!" Song Ci kept on saying, "Han Zhan, I killed someone."

Han Zhan took a deep breath.

Song Ci closed her eyes, remembering back to that dark day, her eyelashes trembling lightly, revealing her inner anxiety and pain.

Her voice was filled with fear: "The knife is hidden under my sheets. I killed someone for the first time. Because I had no experience and couldn't grasp the strength, the dagger was pierced through the dirty man's neck. It was inserted very well. Deep, when the arteries are broken, blood flows to my face. For the first time, I know that human blood can be so red, can be so hot, so...disgusting."

"When that man died, his clothes were dishevelled. He couldn't think of it. He hadn't tasted the taste, so I killed him." Song Ci sneered, opened his eyes, his eyes were cold and arrogant, and his expression was arrogant. Look at what kind of stuff he is, even if my Song Ci rolls into the quagmire, even if it is stained with mud, it is not something that can be touched!"

"Stop talking!" Han Zhan suddenly leaned over, pinched Song Ci's chin with his fingers, and blocked her lips severely.

Song Ci closed his eyes, his body was tense because of fear and anger because of panic. The whole person was like a stone sculpture. Han Zhan's breath warmed Song Ci's whole body along his mouth.

Song Ci is like a tidbit drifting in the wind, found a place to stay, no longer have to worry about the wind and rain. She gradually relaxed, limp in Han Zhan's arms, tears finally running down the end of her eyes and falling into her neck.

Finding that Song Ci finally relaxed, Han Zhan finally let go of her.

Through the dim light, Han Zhan saw the fragile and helpless look on Song Ci's face. She stared at Han Zhan, tightly squeezing his arm, and said dumbly: "Han Zhan, you hug me."

Wiping away Song Ci's tears, Han Zhan held her in his arms.

Loving her in his heart, Han Zhan couldn't help kissing her hair and comforting her heartily: "Song Ci, hate us can be settled one by one, but you must promise me not to be blinded by hatred."

After so much humiliation, Song Ci would definitely not let the process go awkward. Han Zhan also supports Song Ci's revenge, but he does not allow Song Ci to lose himself on the road of revenge.

Hearing that, Song Ci was surprised. She said: "I thought you would tell me that everything is over. Now I am safe. I should let go of the past and cherish the present."

Han Zhan was silent for a few seconds before he said, "No, what I want to tell you is that all the hardships, injuries, and humiliations you have suffered should be given back in multiples. There is no reason why you have been hurt, and I will pay back. I want to persuade you to forgive."

He looked at Song Ci's tearful eyes, and sighed: "I advise you to let go of your hatred, then who advises them to let you go?" Persuading people to let go of the butcher knife and hatred is what the Mother God should do. Han Zhan doesn't want to be Song Ci's god, he just wants to be Song Ci's husband.

Add clothes to her when she is cold.

When she is hungry, cook for her.

When she was humiliated, avenge her.

Song Ci rested his head on Han Zhan's shoulder, and finally felt relieved when he heard his words. After a while, when the mood calmed down, Song Ci pushed Han Zhan away. She lowered her head and adjusted the skirt, and said, "If you don't get off the bus, you will be late."

"Then go."

The two got out of the car, arm in arm, and walked towards the gate of Cheng's house.

Song Ci and Han Zhan came hand in hand, and the beautiful face attracted the attention of the guests outside the gate.

A famous lady who knew Song Ci walked over to her and said hello, "Song Song, are you here too?" The former speaker was a scholar born in a scholarly family named Zheng Suyue.

She was wearing an off-white embroidered dress with long hair. She was not very beautiful, but she was also dignified and elegant.

Song Ci smiled at her and said, "Su Yue, it's been a long time."

Zheng Suyue naturally knew about Song Ci's marriage, but her good family education allowed her to maintain an elegant and generous attitude when facing the unknown person Han Zhan. Zheng Suyue smiled and faced Han Zhan, and said to Song Ci: "Presumably this is your husband, Mr. Han, I have seen his photos."

Song Ci marrying an unknown **** has long been known to everyone in Wangdongcheng, and Zheng Suyue does not need to pretend not to know Han Zhan.

Song Ci nodded and said to Han Zhan, "Ms. Zheng is my friend and high school alumnus." Han Zhan nodded to Zheng Suyue, stretched out his gloved right hand, shook it with Zheng Suyue, and quickly released it.

Noting that Han Zhan's right hand was wearing a glove, Zheng Suyue's rumors were true that Song Ci's husband was really a man with a handicap. Although puzzled why Song Ci would marry such a disabled man, Zheng Suyue is not the personality of eating radish and worrying about it.

"Go in together?" Zheng Suyue asked Song Ci.

"it is good."

Security personnel stood at the gate, carefully and respectfully inspecting the invitation letters of every guest. The three of them handed in the invitation letter and passed the security check before they went to the Chengjia Manor together.

At the gate, green shade climbs the wall, and two mighty stone lions are carved like life, majestic and majestic.

The Cheng's house has been built for some years, and it is full of traces of time, but this trace not only does not look old, but it gives people a solid and long history of the Cheng family.

Cheng's house does not occupy a large area, and a main building occupies two-thirds of the area. Behind the main building are three townhouse style villa buildings. Song Ci lived in the villa building on the left with Cheng Ziang in his previous life.

The main building is three stories high, with a cylindrical shape, and the top of the castle is the main place for gatherings and banquets.

Entering the banquet hall, Zheng Suyue met her friend and separated from Song Ci. As soon as she left, Song Ci turned to Han Zhan and said, "Zheng Suyue's grandfather is the president of Wangdong University."

Han Zhan said: "I have met his grandfather, he is a writer."

While whispering, Song Ci saw Mu Mian and Mu Qiu, but did not see Du Tingting. She may have increased her morning sickness reaction, so she is not suitable for attending such a place.