Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

"Mr. Han." Cheng Yanmo spoke first, breaking the silence.

"Mr. Cheng, I see you as if you have something to say to me." Han Zhan is good at manipulating people's hearts, and is also a good hand at observing words and colors. Cheng Yanmo's eyes were obviously hidden before, as if he had something to say.

Cheng Yanmo deliberately didn't ask Han Zhan what the relationship is with Han Aoyu, but raised a mouth: "Some time ago, the owner of our Houshan Forest Villa moved back."

Han Zhan asked him: "My grandfather mentioned me to you?" Han Zhan indirectly admitted that he and Han Aoyu are grandparents.

Cheng Yanmo would not mention Grandpa for no reason. Since he mentioned it on his own initiative, he already guessed his identity. It's meaningless to hide it again.

The guess was confirmed, and Cheng Yanmo couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "It turns out that Mr. Han is really the grandson of the old man." Cheng Yanmo shook his head and laughed, "Mr. Han is really hidden."

Han Zhan couldn't help but think of Mrs. Cheng's banquet, when he met Cheng Yanmo for the first time, Cheng Yanmo did not easily offend or underestimate people in dealing with others. "Mr. Cheng is not dripping."

Cheng Yanmo couldn't tell whether Han Zhan was praising him or mocking him.

Standing straight, Han Zhan tilted his head slightly and looked at Cheng Yanmo with his straight eyes. Cheng Yanmo wore silver-rimmed glasses and glanced at it. He was gentle and gentle, with the elegance of a cultural person and the dignity of a wealthy son.

But once you peep into the black eyes behind the lens, it's like looking into two old wells, looking at the ancient well without waves, but it's bottomless.

Han Zhan sighed with emotion, "You have grown up." He raised his hand to compare his chest, and missed his childhood. "At that time, you always ran behind me, a lot shorter than me, and you had a cold and runny nose, so you were very embarrassed."

Cheng Yanmo is rarely ashamed. "It was still young."

Han Zhan shook his head, not interested in continuing to recall the past with Cheng Yanmo.

They are no longer children, they have grown up, and each has its own position.

"I know you are investigating me." Han Zhan directly split the mist and spoke with Cheng Yanmo, opening the skylight. "If you want to persuade me to take a step back and let the Mu family go, then I'm sorry, I can't do it."

Cheng Yanmo felt tricky. "Is there really no room for a slow turn?" He and Mu Qiu are in love with each other. If he can help, he tries his best to help.

Han Zhan shook his finger. "No, Song Ci is my bottom line, what the Mu family did is too much."

Patting Cheng Yanmo on the shoulder, Han Zhan warned Cheng Yanmo with an elder gesture: "Little Momo, if you don't want to get muddy, don't take a trip to Mu's family."

Cheng Yanmo originally wanted to plead for Mu Mian a few more words, hoping that Han Zhan could look at the friendship between the two and sell him a thin face. But Han Zhan's little momo directly stunned Cheng Yanmo.

After silently digesting this nasty name, Cheng Yanmo still didn't give up, and asked, "Is it really impossible to compromise?"

Han Zhan shook his head, "No." He tightened his thin lips and put on a gesture of refusal that he didn't want to speak again.

Upon seeing this, Cheng Yanmo had to give up.

Han Zhan has to go to Song Ci, and has no energy to accompany Cheng Yanmo to continue to consume, "If you are unaccompanied, we will talk again when we have time."

Staring at Han Zhan's walking back and forth, Cheng Yanmo's eyes gradually condensed two pure black spots. In a daze, he seemed to have returned to that dream and saw Han Zhan in his forties in his dream.

In that dream, Han Zhan, who was in his forties, was already the business myth of Wangdongcheng and the most noble and richest man. Not only is he wealthy, he can also tell the world in one word in the business world, and he is a person respected by all businessmen.

Because of that dream, Cheng Yanmo was uneasy all day.

The cause is this-

Yesterday, Cheng Yanmo was still on a business trip.

I heard that Mu Qiu fainted due to myocardial infarction and went to the hospital. It is very likely that he will have a heart transplant. Cheng Yanmo missed Mu Qiu in his heart, and was also worried that there would be an accident in the middle of the operation, so he immediately threw the affairs at hand to his confidant subordinates, and took the plane back to look at Dongcheng.

The plane encountered turbulence in the sky over Tibet. The situation was urgent and uncontrollable. The flight attendants kept reminding them to put on life jackets.

Cheng Yan put on a life jacket in ink, and the person moved with the fuselage in a daze, but there were many unfamiliar but real images in his mind.

Cheng Yanmo saw a lot of pictures, including him, Mu Qiu, Song Ci, his younger brother Cheng Ziang, and the wealthy and wealthy Han Zhan.

That is a different future.

In the future he saw, Song Ci did not marry Han Zhan, but instead married his impetuous brother. The two beat each other for several years, and finally pierced Cheng Ziang's small intestine with Song Ci. The marriage ended in a funny way.

And Mu Qiu married him in 22 years and gave birth to two children for him. One woman and one man, clever, really cute.

But the good times didn't last long. At the age of 29, Mu Qiu's heart suddenly rejected and he needed to change his heart again. Coincidentally, Song Ci, the adopted daughter of the Mu family, was involved in a car accident and fell into the Yulongyuan River.

Song Ci signed an agreement for voluntary organ donation after death. After her death, her heart was naturally donated to Mu Qiu, her closest family member.

Not only that, after his death, Song Ci's lungs, kidneys, corneas and well-preserved hands were all donated to those who really needed them.

Relying on his amazing beauty and musical talent, he was famous for the entire Wangdongcheng, and even the peerless beauty of the whole country. After his death, there was not even a whole body!

Mu Qiu survived, this is a good thing. But what followed was one after another mildew. First, Mu Mian was reported by a woman who had murdered his partner Su Bu forget her husband and wife, and her first love when she was young.

Mu Mianzheng was sentenced to death in jail, and the Mu family completely collapsed.

After that, the Cheng family's industry was suppressed and squeezed out all over the world. Cheng Yanmo was in a passive position, he was so busy, and it took a long time to find out the black hand behind the Cheng family.

Unexpectedly, that man turned out to be Han Zhan, the richest man in Wangdongcheng!

Cheng Yanmo admitted that he had no bad ties with Han Zhan and wanted to meet with Han Zhan many times, but Han Zhan avoided him.

He and Han Zhan had been fighting endlessly for six years, and the Chuandong Group was finally defeated by Zeus International.

On the night when Chuandong International was acquired by Zeus Airlines, Cheng Yanmo drove his car and rushed into the majestic and majestic house in Wangjiangshan regardless of the defense.

He found Han Zhan and asked angrily why Han Zhan wanted to kill his family.

The man was dressed in black and stood under the blooming magnolia tree in his backyard. He touched his eyes gently, and said in a soft tone: "Look, the magnolia blossoms are blooming." He seemed to be whispering to his lover, and his tone was very gentle.

Cheng Yanmo glanced at the magnolia tree, the trees full of flowers were indeed beautiful.

"It's a pity that she can't see it." Han Zhan raised his hand and picked a magnolia. He put it in front of his nose and sniffed, and said to himself: "She said that she likes magnolia flowers, so I planted them in the yard Magnolia tree."

"I have been guarding this yard alone for six years, but I will never be able to wait for their owner." Han Zhan's left hand and **** crushed the magnolia flower and shed white juice.

Cheng Yanmo stared at the flower juice with a browbeat. He heard Han Zhan say: "Ms. Cheng, go back and say hello to Mrs. Zun for me. Just ask her, Song Ci's heart, how well is she using it?"

Cheng Yanmo was shocked.

He never imagined that the decline of the Cheng family and Chuandong Group was caused by a woman! A woman who has been married and divorced!

After returning home, Cheng Yanmo asked Mu Qiu and Han Zhan what he meant. In desperation, Mu Qiu confessed his crime to him.

Only then did Cheng Yanmo know that the death of the first lady, Song Ci, was not an accident, but that Mu Mian and his daughter conspired to kill her, and wanted to take her heart for Mu Qiu's life!

Cheng Yanmo looked at his beautiful and elegant wife like a girl, with an absurd sense of being deceived. How could his beloved wife be such a woman who can kill her fellow sisters to survive without blinking her eyes?

Because of this, the two broke their relationship. Although they didn't get divorced, they lost the love of husband and wife.

The following year, when Mu Qiu was crossing the road, he suddenly fainted with a brain hemorrhage and was crushed to death by a car that did not control the speed. As for Cheng Yanmo, he was forced by the bank and his creditors to make it difficult to move, and finally committed suicide.

The future he saw was absurd and terrifying.

Cheng Yanmo fell into that dream-like illusion and walked away. At this moment, a child walked past Cheng Yanmo. He accidentally squeezed the balloon in his hand and made an explosion.

Cheng Yanmo seemed to hear the gunshot, and felt the pain of being broken by bullets in his throat and neck. He suddenly returned to his senses, and in his sight, Han Zhan had just walked away.

The shadows of the thirty-two-year-old Han Zhan and the 47-year-old Han Zhan overlapped, which made Cheng Yanmo startled in a cold sweat as if he was waking up from a dream.

Seeing that the child was shocked by Cheng Yanmo, the father of the child quickly apologized to Cheng Yanmo: "I'm sorry, the child is naughty. Did you surprise your husband?"

Cheng Yanmo looked at the broken balloons in front of the child. He always felt that something cracked and exploded with the balloons, and could no longer be recovered.

"It's okay." Shaking his head, Cheng Yanmo walked down the elevator of the Science and Technology Building and left the hospital.

He is a materialist, he does not believe in ghosts and gods, nor Buddha, nor in his past and present lives. But the scenes in the dream were too clear and vivid, and even now that I think about it, I still feel cold behind my back.

Cheng Yanmo had to believe that this might be a warning given to him by God, warning him not to provoke Song Ci and Han Zhan, and not to entangle Mu Qiu deeply, so as not to repeat the mistakes in the illusion.

The Cheng family and Chuandong Group cannot be destroyed in his hands!

He cannot be that sinner!

-

Knocking——

After knocking on the door, Song Ci stood outside the ward door, waiting patiently.

Du Tingting was the one who came to open the door. As soon as she opened the door, she saw Song Ci standing outside the door, her expression suddenly shimmering, very embarrassed.

"Song Song..." Du Tingting called Song Ci timidly. After Song Song shouted, Du Tingting hooked her head. The incident last night left Du Tingting faceless to face Song Ci.

Song Ci saw Du Tingting's guilt and distress in his eyes, and was slightly moved. "Mother, your face is ugly, didn't you rest last night?"

"Where can I sleep."

The two of them refused to mention Mu Mian's matter, and it seemed that this would defeat the fact that Mu Mian tried to hurt Song Fei.

Song Ci glanced at Du Tingting's back and saw that Mu Qiu was still lying on the bed, motionless, she asked: "I heard that Mu Qiu had a heart attack last night, is he still awake?"

Noting that Song Ciguan Mu Qiu shouted a fame instead of an intimacy, Du Tingting understood Song Ci's position.

Shaking her head, Du Tingting told her: "She has a rapid heart failure, she started to cough, and her sputum was bloody..."

Du Tingting did not continue.

Song Ci also understood what Du Tingting meant.

Since Mu Qiu hadn't woken up yet, she didn't have to go in. "Mother, you have to take care of your body, I'm leaving first." She had to visit Song Fei downstairs.

Du Tingting suddenly grabbed Song Fei's wrist.

Song Ci turned his head and looked at Du Tingting without saying a word.

Du Tingting looked at Song Ci weepingly, her lips moved, as if she had a lot to say. Song Ci could read the information contained in Du Tingting's eyes, but she pretended not to understand.

Song Ci said, "I'm leaving." She reached out to remove Du Tingting's hands.

Du Tingting held her tightly.

Before Song Ci was about to shake her hands away, Du Tingting suddenly plopped and knelt down on Song Ci. When she knelt, she was distracted and graceful and noble.

"Song Song..." Du Tingting lowered her head, tears just like that on the floor.

Song Ci stared at her blankly without saying a word.

Du Tingting held Song Ci's hand and bowed her head crying: "Song Song, Qiu Er is about to die, Song Song, you have pity on me, don't let them take Mu Mian away, okay?"

Putting his right hand on Du Tingting's hands, Song Ci opened Du Tingting's fingers one by one.

Withdrawing his hand and looking at Du Tingting indifferently, Song Ci asked Du Tingting: "You persuaded me to leave Mu Mian to you. Then who persuaded Mu Mian to leave Song Fei to me?"

As the wife of the perpetrator, why did Du Tingting have the face to beg her forgiveness from the victim's sister? If killing can be forgiven, what else is the law for?

"Mother, one person pays the debt and the other person. I will not raise Mu Mian's crimes on you, but mother should not force me." Song Ci was cold-hearted, and she said, "I will not let Mu Mian go. , Song Fei is my bottom line."

Du Tingting knew that Song Ci would not spare Mu Mian.

Thinking of Song Ci and Mu Qiu's deep relationship, she didn't give up and played the emotional card. "Song Song, your father was so confused by lard! But he had no choice but to do it for Mu Qiu. You and Mu Qiuqing are the same sisters, you really can't let your father go. Is it? If she sees her father in jail in the fall, she will be anxious, maybe she will die!"

Du Tingting is not a cruel person, she can be said to be a kind and weak woman. But this weak woman put the knife of family affection on Song Ci's neck, forcing her to be soft-hearted.

Song Ci felt cold, "Sure enough, my daughter is valuable, and other people's daughters are cheap." She squatted down and looked at Du Tingting.

Looking at Du Tingting's tears, Song Ci asked her: "Dare to ask mother, from beginning to end, do you really not know what Mu Mian did?"

Du Tingting was speechless by Song Ci.

"As early as two months ago, when Mu Qiu was hospitalized for the first time, in a cafe, you asked me about Song Fei's whereabouts. At that time, you noticed Mu Mian's unruly heart toward Song Fei?"

"Mother, you are still helping Mu Mian. Your concealment of Mu Mian's despicable behavior is actually helping him to abuse!"

Helping Zhou said the words for abuse and directly nailed Du Tingting in place, unable to move. Du Tingting was bloodless, and her eyelashes trembled crazily.

She couldn't help thinking, if she had told Song Ci about the incident as early as she discovered that Mu Mian had misconducted Song Fei's intentions. Sister Song Ci kept an eye on Mu Mian. Didn't this happen last night?

Realizing that his invisible connivance to Mu Mian indirectly caused the situation today, Du Tingting blamed herself.

Han Zhan walked over and saw Du Tingting kneeling and Song Ci squatting. He probably understood what had happened. "Get up." He took Song Ci's arm and helped her up.

Song Ci stood beside Han Zhan obediently.

Han Zhan looked at Du Tingting condescendingly. Although she knew that this woman was not bad, her protection of Mu Mian still made Han Zhan unhappy.

"Mrs. Mu." Han Zhan has no feelings with Du Tingting. Unlike Song Ci, he has to pay attention to his words. He told Du Tingting: “Instead of asking Song Ci to forgive Mu Mian here, it’s better to ask your husband what other crimes he has done.”

Looking at Mu Qiu who was sleeping on the bed in the ward again, Han Zhan said: "It's better to wipe your eyes brighter and take a good look at what kind of person your own daughter is."

"Disaccompany." After finishing speaking, Han Zhan took Song Ci and left.

When Du Tingting heard Han Zhan's words, her heart was even more disturbed, and her eyebrows kept beating wildly. Did Mu Mian do any other detrimental things?

Will not!

Husband is not such a cruel person.

This time it was also because of Mu Qiu's physical illness that Song Fei had to be targeted! Besides, Du Tingting can still see clearly what kind of person her daughter is.

Han Zhan must be scaring himself!

Du Tingting can only comfort herself like this.

Han Zhan took Song Ci for a walk, and when Du Tingting could no longer see, he released Song Ci's wrist. "Did you feel soft again just now? Can't bear it?" Han Zhan hates that iron cannot be made of steel, and wants to shake Song Ci's head and drain the water from her head.

Song Ci said: "I didn't sympathize with her, and I didn't have the heart to bear. I thought she was very sad. I slept with my husband for more than 20 years, but I didn't know the real face of her husband. The daughter who brought her up with her own hands also had a blank eye. Wolf."

"I think it's weird for a woman to live for her sake."

Han Zhan knew that Song Ci was soft-hearted.

"Will you still go to see Song Fei?"

"go with."

Song Ci and Han Zhan came to Song Fei's ward together.

Hospital beds are tight, and there are no extra beds in VIP wards or general wards. Not only that, there are also people waiting in line for hospitalization.

Song Fei was still living in the ward last night. She had already woke up and changed into a light blue pajamas. Yan Jiang sat on the stool of Song Fei's bed without saying a word, staring at her without blinking.

The conscientious attitude was like an evil dragon staring at the golden gems, for fear of being stolen.

Since Song Fei woke up, Yan Jiang has been looking at her like this. No matter how strong Song Fei's mental quality is, she also feels her scalp tingling. "Can you stop looking at me like this?" Song Fei's icy voice was filled with helplessness.

Yan Jiang didn't seem to hear what she was talking about, still motionless.

Song Fei suddenly asked him, "Did you sleep or eat these days?" In less than ten days, Yan Jiang became thin and his eyes were blue and gray.

Song Fei felt a little pain.

She hesitated to stretch out her hand and touched Yan Jiang's cheek. There is no meat on it, and it feels uncomfortable to the touch, "Too skinny!"

Song Fei was about to withdraw her hand when Yan Jiang suddenly grabbed Song Fei's elbow, pulled her whole body from the bed, and pulled her into his arms.

Song Fei was unprepared and fell into his arms.

She raised her head and cursed angrily: "What are you doing! I'm dizzy..." After being beaten by general anesthesia, Song Fei was dizzy and a little nauseous. Being so dragged by Yan Jiang, her stomach began to feel uncomfortable.

The rest of her words disappeared in Yan Jiang's thin red eyes.

"It's hot." Yan Jiang said inexplicably.

Song Fei understood what Yan Jiang meant, and she stopped struggling.

Yan Jiang raised his right hand and walked carefully along Song Fei's eyebrows and nose with his fingertips. Every piece of skin touched by a finger is hot.

It's hot and alive.

"A Fei." Yan Jiang lowered his head, his forehead pressed against Song Fei's forehead. He seemed to be dreaming, and said softly: "A Fei, be good, don't push me away in your dreams."

Song Fei was startled.

In her frosty eyes, there was a rare touch of surprise.

dream?

Yan Jiang actually thought he was dreaming!

Song Fei realized that Yan Jiang's mental state was a little abnormal, and she felt self-blame and a little angry. Is this guy so vulnerable without her?

But she couldn't bear to push Yan Jiang away.

When Song Ci and Han Zhan walked into the ward, they saw the men and women hugging each other by the window. Song Ci paused and hesitated before turning around and pulling Han Zhan's hand.

Han Zhan understood what she meant.

The two quietly exited the ward and stood in the corridor. Song Ci said, "Brother Han, get ready for the money. I estimate that in this year and a half, my family will be married to my sister."

Han Zhan smiled and stroked her hair, and asked her, "How much gift do you want to give?"

Song Ci: "You have a good relationship, you can figure it out."

Han Zhan keenly tasted the jealous and vigorous energy in Song Ci's words. He raised his brows and solemnly explained, "I have a bad relationship with Song Fei, and I am kind to you, so I treat her well. It's Aiwujiwu. "

He likes Song porcelain, but not every beautiful girl who looks like Song porcelain, he likes it.

Song Ci snorted coldly and ridiculed Han Zhan, "If you have a bad relationship, will you conspire to cooperate together? Will you lie to me and A Jiang?"

Hearing that, Han Zhan's handsome face had a crack open directly. He was so guilty, but still holding a posture, pretending to ask Song Ci: "What are you talking about, how can I not understand."

"Don't understand?" Song Ci pointed to Song Fei's ward and asked Han Zhan: "You dare to say that Song Fei was kidnapped by Mu Mian, you didn't participate?"

Just as Han Zhan was about to speak out, Song Ci said: "I won't talk about others, but I still know how smart my sister is. I know how clever and cautious she is, she will be easily caught by Mu Mian? She deliberately arrested, designed to make Mu Mian jump into your trap and deliberately retaliate against him."

Han Zhan was frightened.

He underestimated Song Ci, this girl is not a silly sweet, she is like a mirror in her heart, she sees everything clearly.

Song Ci is still saying: "Mu Mian and Du Tingting lost a child, and Mu Qiu became the only sustenance of their couple. Mu Qiu has not much time, in this case, Mu Mian is naturally willing to take it at all costs. Save the life of my daughter."

"At this time, my situation with Song Fei will be very dangerous. But recently, the bodyguards around me have not increased, which means you know that I will not be in danger. I am not in danger. Song Fei is in a troubled place. There will be danger."

"Song Fei is far away in Africa, where people often die. Song Fei died unexpectedly in Africa and he would not bear the suspicion. As long as Mu Mian spends some money, he can create the illusion of Song Fei's death, and then think about transporting Song Fei back home secretly. , He can take Song Fei's heart and save Mu Qiu!"

Looking at Han Zhan mockingly, Song Ci sneered. "I can think of things, Brother Han, you are so smart, and naturally want to get it. Knowing that Song Fei has become Mu Mian's thorny eye, how could you let Song Fei go to Kinshasa alone?"

Regardless of Song Ci's analysis of this incident, the logic is clear, but in fact, she is not sure whether the truth is like this.

She was guessing.

But as the speculation deepened, the more she felt that her analysis was correct. In the process, she also noticed some things she had missed.

Song Ci told Han Zhan again: "When I went downstairs in the Zeus Building yesterday at noon, I seemed to have seen Long Yu. Long Yu looked back at the East City, right?"

The return of Long Yu couldn't help Song Ci, so Han Zhan hummed.

Song Ci's expression became even colder. "Long Yu's hometown is in the north. Now it is autumn, and the sun is not as hot as summer. Long Yu went back to his hometown and then looked back at the East City. How dark it was like Africans..."

Song Ci squinted his charming eyes and bluffed Han Zhan: "Han Zhan, did you send Long Yu to Kinsasha?"

Han Zhan's eyes at Song Ci finally changed.

He realized for the first time that Song Ci was also a smart girl with a brain.

"You just obediently be my silly white sweet porcelain treasure?" Han Zhan patted Song Ci's head, a little distressed, "What are you doing so smart?" She can definitely rely on her face to eat, but she depends on it. IQ.

This is admitted!

Han Zhan and Song Fei jointly planned this revenge. They lied to Song Ci and deceived Song Ci. Being deceived by the two most important people around him, Song Ci was particularly wronged.

Song Ci was angry, she ruthlessly knocked out Han Zhan's paw. "Don't touch me!" Song Ci turned around and walked downstairs, his back hurried, like a cat with its tail stepped on.

Han Zhan was a little confused.

Song Ci was really angry this time, the kind that is not easy to please.

Song Ci returned to the ward without saying a word, and was discharged from the hospital after packing up.

It was originally the sympathy of the people who pretended to be sick and eat melons, so that they could go to the Internet Mountain to fan the flames and create momentum for Song Fei. Now that the goal has been achieved, Song Ci does not need to live in the hospital.

She simply packed her toiletries and went to the nurse's desk to complete the discharge procedures. Han Zhan was standing at the nurse's desk, and seeing her coming over with a bag of toiletries, he volunteered to reach out, "I'll mention it."

Song Ci directly used him as air.

After a boring discussion, Han Zhan looked at him with a shame.

Song Ci quickly went through the discharge procedures. Han Zhan followed closely, fearing that Song Ci would disappear when he closed his eyes.

When Song Ci reached for a taxi, Han Zhan finally couldn't stand it anymore. He ran up with a few strides, picked up Song Ci horizontally and walked towards his car.

Song Ci struggled in his arms, "Let me down!"

Han Zhan: "Don't make trouble, get in the car and make trouble."

Song Ci was put in the car by Han Zhan.

Two people sit in the back row, one person occupies a parking space, separated by a baby's distance. Song Ci reddened his aggrieved eyes and looked out the window stubbornly without looking back.

Han Zhan had no choice. After thinking about it, he said, "Or, let's go to the fruit store to buy a durian, and I will go home and kneel on the durian?" This is the cruelest punishment Han Zhan can think of.

Song Ci almost burst into laughter.

She held back her smile, turned her face, and looked at Han Zhan blankly.

Han Zhan knew that he was wrong in this matter, so he lowered his posture and took the initiative to admit his mistakes sincerely. "Sorry Porcelain Treasure, I did cooperate with Song Fei to deceive everyone. I know I was wrong, but if you give me another chance to choose, I will still do it."

Song Ci was a bit softened at first, but when he heard what he said behind him, there was a fire on the spot again. "You're not wrong! You are justified!"

"Song Fei is more wise and conspiring than you. This matter is actually her idea." Han Zhan said calmly, "She can come up with such a ruthless method that you can't compare. Only someone like Song Fei is ruthless. In order to complete such a dangerous revenge. Song Ci, compared with Song Fei, you are too kind and weak."

Han Zhan's precise analysis directly left Song Ci speechless.

Although she knew that Han Zhan was telling the truth, she was still angry. "This thing is thrilling everywhere, you are not afraid that my sister really has an accident?"

"No, everything is under our control. The people who transported Song Fei from Kinshasa back to Wangdongcheng are not others, but Long Yu and them."

Song Ci was shocked.

She murmured: "That's why Mu Mian was invited to enter the urn. He was destined to be finished from the beginning." Song Fei was indeed a ruthless person who could come up with this method.

"Yes." Han Zhan told Song Ci: "When I heard Song Fei talk about this bold plan, I knew Mu Mian was done."

Anyone, against a lunatic like Shang Song Fei who even dared to kill him, would lose.

Although the plan was meticulous and successfully completed, Song Ci still felt scared. "Anyway, I won't forgive you easily."

Han Zhan couldn't help but worry, "Then what can you do to forgive me?"

It is also impossible for Song Ci to smash Han Zhan to the end because of this. It is the husband and wife who fights at the head of the bed. Song Ci thought for a while before telling Han Zhan viciously: "One durian won't work, at least two durians."

Han Zhan: "..."

Han Zhan still has work. After returning home, he stayed in the conference room and turned on the Internet TV to have a meeting with a group of senior managers from Li Li.

This is not the first time that Han Zhan has had a video conference with them. Everyone is familiar with Han Zhan's meeting room.

Li Li stared at Han Zhan and suddenly said, "Mr. Han, have you changed your chair?" Han Zhan in the video conference today seemed a bit taller than usual.

Han Zhan glanced at Li Li coldly, "Yes."

No one knows that Mr. Han, who has a calm expression on his face, is actually kneeling on a chair, with a black keyboard resting between his chair and his knees.

Durian Song Ci is reluctant to kneel by Han Zhan, and it's okay to kneel on the keyboard.

Bei Zhan smiled and said: "Your chair is too high, we have to look up at you."

Han Zhan: "You have to get used to admiring me." After all, he is the richest man in the future.

Everyone: "..."

Han Zhan had a meeting upstairs, and Song Ci was sitting on the sofa and talking on the phone.

Su Beibei's voice passed along the earpiece to Song Ci's side. "After thinking about it, I still think the relationship between Mu Mian and his father, Mu Congjun, is very interesting."

There was no one downstairs, it was quiet, and Su Beibei's voice was infinitely amplified and played back in the entire living room.

Song Ci heard Su Beibei's whistle, she curled her eyebrows and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Outside." Song Ci thought that Su Beibei was hanging out, but he heard Su Beibei say: "On the way to Anxitang."

"What are you going to do in Anxitang?" Song Ci sat up straight.

Su Beibei: "I'm going to see Mu Congjun again. I always think I missed something." Intuition is the sixth sense. It tells Su Beibei that Mu Congjun is the most critical entry point.

Song Ci looked at the time and said, "I'll be with you."

Su Beibei looked at the navigation and told Song Ci: "I'm near your home, I'll pick you up."

"it is good."

Song Ci went upstairs and knocked on Han Zhan's meeting room door.

Hearing the knock on the door, Han Zhan said to Li Li and the others: "Wait a minute." Han Zhan turned off the video first, and then removed his legs from the keyboard.

Kneeling for more than 20 minutes, my knees are very uncomfortable. Han Zhan rubbed his kneecap through the cloth of the suit pants before getting up and walking to open the door.

Seeing Song Ci wearing a coat with a bag in his hand, obviously going out, Han Zhan asked Song Ci: "Where to go?"

"Beibei is near my house, ask me to go down to play." Song Ci hugged Han Zhan's cheek and kissed him, and then waved, "I'm going out to be cool, Brother Han doesn't have to wait for me for lunch."

Song Ci twisted her small buttocks and left.

Han Zhan suddenly felt lonely.

When Song Ci was not at home, Han Zhan simply put the computer in and went to work.

Su Beibei's car is parked outside the community, and the Porsche sports car is very easy to recognize. Song Ci sat in her co-pilot, and said with emotion: "Your car is not cheap, right? You write novels for making money."

Su Beibei: "It's okay."

Song Ci admired Su Beibei a little bit. She said, "My mind is not good. I used to write essays off topic, so I especially admire those who can write stories."

Su Beibei looked at Song Ci's face with almost no blemishes, and said, "I envy those who will reborn and look good."

"You look good too."

Su Beibei pointed to her eyes and said, "Double eyelids, made."

"It's quite natural." Song Ci leaned close to Su Beibei and looked at her double eyelids. "I just said something was wrong. The photo of your childhood was obviously a single eyelid. I thought it grew out later. You found this one. The hospital is pretty good, and it's well organized. Li Li definitely can't tell."

Su Beibei: "I do double eyelids because I think double eyelids are more suitable for me. To be beautiful is to please myself, not to please men."

Song Ci applauded her, "Sister!

While talking about the mountains, the two set off toward the Anxi Hall.

At the door of Anxi Hall, Song Ci and Su Beibei became silent. They were sitting in the car and were not in a hurry to get off. Song Ci stared at the door of the Anxi Hall and said, "What if things are not here?"

Su Beibei: "Then keep looking."

The two got out of the car, deceived the gatekeeper at the door, and entered the Peace Hall. This Anxitang was built more luxuriously than the Anxitang that Song Ci chose for Song Fei, and Song Ci thought he had entered a star-rated hotel.

Su Beibei came once, and she took Song Ci and came to Mu Congjun's cabinet.

Su Beibei raised her jaw against the cabinet door, "That's it."

Song Ci is the gate of the school. There is only one urn inside, and a small bottle of Erguotou. Everything is the same as Su Beibei saw last time.

Song Ci took out the bottle of Erguotou, played with it in his hand, and sneered, "Mu Mian is trying to make him feel uneasy even if he is dead."

Isn't this irony that a person who died accidentally while drunk was brought to worship by his son year after year?

Su Beibei took away Song Ci's hand, and the strangeness in her heart became stronger and stronger.

"Take out the urn." Su Beibei said.

Song Ci was a little surprised when he heard this. "Are you sure?" Is this a copy of someone's ancestral grave?

"Scared?" Su Beibei curled her lips and smiled, somewhat despising Song Ci. "Coward, Bai has such a big breast."

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There are very few messages in the past few days. I thought it was because someone looked at it. It turned out that the system could not display messages during maintenance.

Slightly~