Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

Han Aoyu’s wife is also a person who loves durians. In the past, durians were cheap in summer. Old lady Han always stocked some durians at home. Han Aoyu couldn't eat the food when he smelled it.

Zhong Bugui couldn't laugh or cry, "Who said no." He looked at the elderly Han Aoyu, but he thought in his heart: The old man must miss his wife very much, otherwise he would not stare at the fruit section every time he went to the supermarket. Durian bursts into a trance.

"In other words, Duanfang's death day is approaching. Call Zhan Zhan if he will come back this year to pay homage to his grandmother."

Wen Yanzhong said without regret: "In what year has Zhan Zhan returned?"

Han Aoyu shook his head and said, "This year is different. I got married and there are many things."

"Then I will ask."

Every year on the anniversary of his grandmother's death, Han Zhan would take the time to return to Sunsin City. Sometimes he was afraid that he was finished, he would mark it on the calendar in advance. This morning, Han Zhan stared at the death mark on the calendar, thoughtfully.

At noon, he received a call from Zhong Buhui. On the phone, Uncle Zhong asked if he was going home on the day of his grandma's death. Han Zhan told him: "Come back, I will come back with Song Ci."

Zhong Buhui was overjoyed, "The old man must be extremely happy."

After hanging up the phone, Han Zhan sent a text message to Song Ci and said that he would return to Sunshine City to pay homage to his grandmother in two days. When receiving the text message, Song Ci was riding with Song Fei on the way to Mu's house.

After reading the text message, Song Ci turned off the phone, and turned his head to ask Song Fei: "Song Fei, it's the first time to visit grandpa in Han Zhan's hometown. What should I give?" You can't always go empty-handed.

Song Fei: "You used to learn how to knit sweaters to chase your seniors? It just so happened that it was getting cold, so I knit a sweater for my grandpa. The courtesy was light and affectionate." At the position of Han Aoyu, I haven't seen anything precious, instead of giving them away. Rare things, it is better to send something sweet and sweet.

Hearing that Song Fei was turning over the old accounts again, Song Ci couldn't help but warn Song Fei: "You can just tell me these things. When you get to Han Zhan, you are not allowed to talk to him about the things I used to chase the senior. How big."

Song Ci has been a face dog since she was a child. When she was in junior high school, she became fascinated by the school grass of high school. In order to catch up with his senior, Song Ci made chocolates for him, and also knitted scarves, which was a treatment Han Zhan had never enjoyed. But the likes at that time were ignorant and novel, and they were also very simple, far from falling in love.

Song Ci fell in love with someone for the first time in the true sense. It was when she was 14 years old. As a face dog, she fell in love with a gray-headed soldier brother.

Song Fei closed her eyes, looked lazy, and said cruelly in her mouth: "Don't mess with me, dare to mess with me, I will shake all your black material to Han Zhan." This is my sister. The kind that doesn't show mercy.

Song Ci glared at Song Fei, and unknowingly, the car drove to the gate of Mu's house.

"Madam, here it is." Long Yu reminded the sisters in the back row.

"Brother Long, you go back first, and come to pick us up in the afternoon." When Song Ci was talking to Long Yu, Song Fei slowly opened his cold eyes. Her eyes were sharp and cold, staring at the Mu's house, her lips tightened.

"Song Fei, go down."

The sisters got out of the car, but Long Yu was a little worried. If Mr. Han asked about today's work, would he tell Mrs. Han that Mrs. Han had chased the high school principal, made chocolate for the senior, and knitted a scarf?

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Before coming, Song Ci had called Du Tingting in advance, and also made it clear that Song Fei wanted to see Mu Mian himself, and thanked Mu Mian for taking care of their sisters over the years.

For this reason, Mu Mian specially took a vacation and waited at home.

Knowing that Song Fei was finally found, and that Song Ci will bring Song Fei to the house as a guest today, Mu Qiu also got up early this day, dressed and dressed, looking forward to it at home. Hearing the sound of the car, a family of three walked out of the house and saw Auntie Zhang leading the Song sisters in.

Although they are twins, Song Ci and Song Fei are two beauties with very different styles. A British-style gray plaid suit, paired with a V-neck knitted blouse, was worn by Song Ci with a chic and handsome style.

However, Song Fei wore a black and white stitching loose sweater. Her straight long legs were tied under a pair of black pencil pants. She exuded the brutal force of ‘I’m so cool, don’t suffer from me’.

Song Fei looked harmless when he was asleep, while Song Fei was a leopard when he woke up. He looked thin and **** when he moved.

Mu Qiu only dared to look at Song Fei from a distance, not much.

"Mother, father, Qiu'er." Song Ci pointed to Song Fei next to him, and introduced the three of the Mu family: "This is Song Fei, I found her."

Only then did Song Fei take off the white hat of the hoodie, revealing a short hair with ears and a face exactly like Song Ci. The difference is that Song Ci's eyes are as bright as stars, bright and charming, but Song Fei's eyes are like white snow on a high mountain, and it makes people chill at a glance.

"Hello, this is Song Fei." Song Fei took a step back, and then bowed deeply to Mu Mian under the stunned eyes of everyone.

"Song Fei, what are you doing..." Du Tingting was a little surprised.

Song Fei lowered his head, keeping his upper body at ninety degrees from the ground. This was a standard gift.

Song Ci sincerely thanked Mu Mian: "Mr. Mu, Song Fei knows everything you have done to our sisters over the years. I want to thank you for everything you have given us. Our sisters will definitely repay you. Your kindness!"

Looking at the thin but rebellious woman, Mu Mian forgot to answer. These words of gratitude were obvious, but Mu Mian was frightened when he heard it in his heart.

Du Tingting hurriedly helped Song Fei up, "Song Fei, don't pay such a big gift, we can't afford it." When Du Tingting thought that she almost killed Song Fei before Mu Mian, her conscience was distressed and she didn't dare to go. Look at Song Fei's eyes.

Mu Mian finally recovered. He suppressed the anxiety in his heart, and his voice was faint when he spoke, "Quickly enter the room."

The two sisters followed Mu Mian's trio into Mu's house.

Before it was time for dinner, Du Tingting pulled the two sisters onto the sofa and sat down. Du Tingting asked Song Fei many things, but she was clever and considerate and didn't ask her why she left the nursing home without saying hello that night.

Instead, Mu Qiu asked: "Sister Fei, you left alone after waking up from the nursing home before. Where have you been, my sister and us are worried about it."

I didn't know that the word in Mu Qiu's words made Song Fei unhappy, Song Fei's face sank and looked towards Mu Qiu without expression. Mu Qiu was shocked, unable to withstand Song Fei's gaze, slowly lowered his head.

Only seeing Mu Qiu's scalp numb, Song Fei said nonchalantly: "Miss Mu Qiu, you should call me Song Fei." Sister Fei was sick and sick.

The **** who stole her heart is not worthy of calling her sister.

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Mu Qiu: Sister Fei.

Song Fei: Fei your mother.