Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

While speaking, the phone dialed.

Team Lin stayed up late last night to chase the murderer, and returned to the bureau at noon today. After eating a few bites of food, he just got down before snoring, and was woken up by a call from Yan Jiang.

"Who? What are you doing?" Team Lin's voice sounded dumb as if they had just smoked a cigarette, full of displeasure.

Yan Jiang was not afraid of Team Lin’s getting up. He said: "It's me, Yan Jiang. Team Lin, I want to rest this afternoon."

"the reason?"

Yan Jiang is like a peacock with only a screen open. He is not ashamed, and said in a whisper: "There is nothing else, but my girlfriend proposed to me and went to work in the afternoon."

"..."

Team Lin, who was still a single dog at the age of 32, received a crit and couldn't sleep.

Under Lin's loud voice, in just a few minutes, everyone in the public security bureau knew that Yan Jiang had been proposed by his girlfriend and had not gone to work in the afternoon.

Anyone with a little brain knows what they are doing in the afternoon that is inappropriate for children.

That night, as night fell, Song Ci stood in front of the French windows and played the violin.

After working all day, Han Zhan returned home exhausted, and when he walked to the door, he heard the sound of a violin.

He opened the door gently, walked into the living room, and saw Song Ci standing next to the floor-to-ceiling window, facing him with his back, focusing on playing the violin.

Outside the window is the city full of neon, and inside the window is the person he likes, Han Zhan's tired heart suddenly relaxes.

When Song Ci finished playing a song, Han Zhan walked over and hugged Song Ci's waist. "The way you play the violin is really beautiful." It is strange that Song Ci is usually a little fool. Once he holds the violin, he will enter another state of selflessness.

Song Ci rubbed his head on Han Zhan's shoulder and found a comfortable position.

She looked down at this violin, which was given to her by Han Zhan, with her name engraved on it.

Song Ci told Han Zhan: "Did you know that every outstanding violinist will give his violin a name."

"My teacher's violin is called'War Soul'. But this..." Song Ci stared at the word'Porcelain Bao' with a narrow eyebrow, somewhat helpless. "Brother Han, you gave my violin a soft name. From now on, if I become famous all over the world, every time I appear in the news, it will be funny."

Song Ci walked out of Han Zhan's arms, she turned around to face Han Zhan, and she opened a paragraph--

"Yesterday, the young violinist Ms. Song Ci brought the Queen's Violin "Porcelain Treasure" to the XX Concert Hall and gave everyone a wonderful performance..."

After Song Ci finished speaking, he glared at Han Zhan and asked him, "Is this fair?"

Han Zhan couldn't laugh or cry, "It's just a name, why get angry. Besides, the name Porcelain Treasure is very nice, it's not soft at all, it's very powerful."

"Who believes in you."

Song Ci handed the violin to Han Zhan and said, "My teacher's violin was only touched by me. Only you and the teacher can touch my violin. Would you like to try it?"

Han Zhan Xingzhi took the violin, held the bow with fake fingers, and performed a piece of sawn wood for Song Ci.

Song Ci's eyelids jumped wildly. "Okay, don't insult my piano."

Song Ci quickly snatched the piano back, carefully maintained it, and put it in the box.

During this period of time, Han Zhan went out early and returned late. He was too busy to work out, and his muscles became softer. It wasn't too late to come back today. After talking to Song Ci, Han Zhan went into the gym.

Song Ci just came to his aunt, so she stopped going to exercise with Han Zhan.

Before the marriage, she promised Han Zhan to knit three sweaters for Han Zhan, but she had something recently, and she couldn't knit three sweaters, so she took the time to knit one for Han Zhan.

The sweater still has the last few stitches, so Song Ci seized the time to knit the sweater. Stack the sweater neatly into the gift box, and Song Ci put it at the entrance of the gym.

At this time, the mobile phone suddenly reminded her that Yan Jiang, a close friend on Weibo, had new updates.

Song Ci opened Weibo and saw an extremely arrogant sentence--

Yan Jiang V: [My brother is engaged. Everyone is not allowed to love me anymore. It is impossible to love me secretly. My fiancée is very powerful @你翡姐. 】

Your sister Fei: [Don't love Yan Jiang, loving him will not result unless IQ is higher than me. 】

Fifteen minutes later, Weibo was successfully paralyzed.

When Song Ci saw this message, he was knocked over the five-flavored bottle in his heart. She swallowed the Clivia from the house next door after all that Overlord Flower.

Han Zhanjian finished, opened the door and walked out, kicking something with his toe.

Looking down in surprise, Han Zhan saw a gift box.

Knowing that Song Ci put it here on purpose, Han Zhan had a smile in his eyes.

He squatted down, opened the lid of the gift box, and took out the neatly folded white sweater with both hands.

Opening the sweater, it was found that the pattern on the front of the sweater was a simple panda, Han Zhan was a little helpless.

He knew that Song Ci would not be so good.

Han Zhan went back to the room and took a shower, put on that sweater, and went to look in front of the mirror in the dressing room. Song Ci's sweaters are very beautifully knitted and slightly loose in size, which is convenient for wearing warm clothes or shirts.

Han Zhan felt that he was more handsome in a sweater.

After Song Ci finished eating the melons on Weibo and opened WeChat, she found that her brother Han had updated her circle of friends.

Han Sanpang: [You should wear sweaters in winter. My wife is very handy and does not accept rebuttal. 】

Han Zhan also provided a picture, a selfie of himself. Han Zhan’s selfies are very straight-forward, just like standing in the army.

In the photo, Han Zhan is wearing a white panda sweater knitted by Song Ci. His tough body and handsome and mature face go against that sweater.

But Han Zhan feels good-looking, can others say it's not good-looking?

The mutual friends of the two have left comments-

Li Li: [The sweater is very cute, and Mr. Han is also very cute. 】

Northern War: [Hahaha, hahaha! 】

Han Wangwang: [A young cousin is old, what are you still pretending to be tender? However, Aunt Xiao Biao’s craftsmanship is really good. Can Aunt Xiao Biao knit one for me? 】

Han Zhan replied to Han Wangwang: [Who are you to her? Who gives you the face. 】

Han Wangwang: [Broken heart! 】

After reading the news, Song Ci shook his head and chuckled.

She got out of bed, opened the door of the cloakroom and walked in, pulling up Han Zhan who was sitting on the stool to reply to the message of Moments. "Brother Han, it's time to go to bed."

Han Zhan stood up and followed her back to the room. When he reached the room, he stood at the end of the bed and opened his arms, and asked Song Ci: "How is it, does the sweater still fit?"

Song Ci glanced at it and said, "Very suitable."

Han Zhan is very satisfied.

At night he wanted to sleep in a sweater, Song Ci felt hot for him. "Take it off. The floor heating is on. Don't heat up the prickly heat."

"I just want to wear it to sleep." At Song Ci's strong request, Han Zhan finally compromised and took off his sweater.

Touching the sweater reluctantly, Han Zhan told Song Ci: "From now on, you will knit a sweater for me every winter."

Song Ci: "Why?"

Han Zhan's tone was a little sad, "My grandmother knits a sweater for me every year..."

Song Ci softened and agreed.

Because the Zeus International is about to be established tomorrow, Song Ci and Han Zhan were a little excited this night, they said a long time before they fell asleep.

The next day, Han Zhan got up before dawn and went to the Yulong Building.

There is a bit of superstition in the Northern War. When architects were invited to design the Yulong Building, they invited Feng Shui masters to see Feng Shui.

The name Yulong Mansion is still the name given by Feng Shui master.

On the day the company was formally established, the Beizhan invited the Feng Shui master over again and asked him to pray for the company.

Han Zhan originally didn't believe in these things, but rebirth, which sounds very mysterious, happened. What's more, is Feng Shui still a science?

This morning, Han Zhan, Bei Zhan, and Li Li all followed the Feng Shui master honestly, worshiping gods and praying for blessings.

Han Zhan was a little tired after the operation was done.

After the incident, Beizhan gave the Feng Shui master a big red envelope, which contained a check for two million. The Feng Shui master accepted the red envelope with a smile, and left with satisfaction.

The blessing ceremony ended, followed by the company establishment celebration and ribbon cutting ceremony.

On this day, every invited reporter came to the scene to witness the birth of Zeus International.

When they saw singer Liang Bo being invited to the stage, standing with Bei Zhan Li Li and others to cut the ribbon, the reporters sniffed out some in-depth content.

I'm afraid this Liang Bo will become the first brother of Yuhua Brokerage Company.

Think about it, the Emerging Brokerage Company is backed by Zeus Airlines. Liang Bo needs people and connections, resources and resources, and he is also a capable person. This is difficult if not popular!

What kind of **** luck is this!

Han Zhan and Song Ci sat in the audience in a low-key manner.

Seeing that Liang Bo stepped onto the stage with a flattered look, and smiled slightly at himself while pinching the scissors, Song Ci also gave Liang Bobi a cheering gesture.

While Liang Bo lowered his head to cut the ribbon, Song Ci asked Han Zhan in a low voice: "Brother Han, why did you arrange Liang Bo up there?"

Han Zhan said: "Didn't you say, let me take care of him more? Besides, you are a cooperative relationship, Liang Bo is hot, he eats meat and you drink soup, it is not harmful to you."

Song Ci felt sweet in his heart.

She stared at Liang Bo and suddenly thought of something. "Brother Han, you established this feathering brokerage company for Du Xueyan, right?"

On a sunny day, Han Zhan seemed to hear the thunder and his face changed.

Seeing Han Zhan didn't speak, his expression was faintly disturbed, Song Ci still didn't understand.

"Sure enough. You are so kind to her." Song Ci said sourly. "You even registered the company for her, but she kicked you... If Du Xueyan knew about this, she would definitely be upset."

Han Zhan felt sorry for Song Ci.

"Porcelain Treasure, at that time I did not have your presence in my life. I thought Du Xueyan was destined to be my destiny. She wanted to be a singer, so I asked Beizhan to register this company on my behalf, with the purpose of establishing her A music kingdom without intrigue."

"I've guessed it a long time ago. Once you know the truth, you will definitely get angry, so I never find a chance to tell me."

"I did deliberately keep it from you, because I cherish you very much." Han Zhan said this very sincerely, and Song Ci did not set out even if he was angry.

Because he did nothing wrong.

Song Ci felt a bit sour in his heart, and some felt unfair and unworthy for Han Zhan.

In her eyes, where Han Zhan is good, how did Du Xueyan want to break up with him?

Song Ci brought up the old topic again, "Brother Han, if you didn’t save that person back then, you wouldn’t get hurt, and Du Xueyan might not break up with you. After all, you broke up with Du Xueyan. That person is about..."

Song Ci remembered that when asked this question last time, Han Zhan was furious. But she just wanted to hear an accurate answer from Han Zhan.

Song Ci tilted her head to look at Han Zhan. Seeing that Han Zhan was only slightly twisting her eyebrows, she didn't seem to lose her temper. Then she mustered up the courage and asked him boldly: "Brother Han, if you do it again, you will still be so Do you? Will you save that person?"

This is the second time Song Ci has asked about this, and Han Zhan can't help but feel strange.

Song Ci wanted to get answers paranoidly, did she know something?

Han Zhan turned his head to look at Song Ci and saw that the girl's face was full of guilt and anxiety.

There was a thud in his heart.

Does she know everything about that year?

In order to verify his guess, Han Zhan deliberately said: "I wanted to ask you something a long time ago. Why did you steal my jade ruyi?"

Song Ci suddenly raised his head, explained subconsciously, and declared himself innocent: "I didn't steal it, but the chain broke by itself and fell into my arms..." As he said, Song Ci suddenly understood, Han Cham, this is playing her words!

Song Ci covered her mouth and looked at Han Zhan in amazement.

Looking at her series of reactions, what else does Han Zhan do not understand?

"Sure enough, you know." Han Zhan's tone was very positive.

Song Ci put down his hand and did not answer.

The stage has entered the lottery, and the winner of the first prize can get an Aoyu One. The second prize can get a holographic helmet manufactured by Shenghui Technology, and the third prize can get a smart phone worth 20,000 yuan.

The atmosphere was very lively, everyone raised their hands, trying to attract the host's attention.

Amid the noise, Han Zhan said to Song Ci: "If time comes back, my choice will not change, I will still save you."

Song Ci's eyes shone brightly like stars.

Han Zhan: "A relationship that is already precarious cannot be compared with a life. Song Ci, even if it's not you, but anyone, I will do that."

"Don't feel ashamed of me. You have never done anything wrong. You are not the one who is sorry for me. Don't take other people's mistakes to yourself. Song Ci, I don't like to abuse good people."

Song Ci said hurriedly: "I didn't think it was my fault, I felt very sorry for you."

Han Zhan shook his head.

"God is fair." He held Song Ci's hand and said, "Du Xueyan is gone, you are here, you are better than her, I like you more."

Song Ci was exasperated, and his heart was excited, and his voice became louder: "Brother Han, I especially like you too!"

At the same time, the first lucky audience on the stage was hitting the golden egg with a hammer, and the audience was silent, very curious about what this person would hit.

At this time, a **** and charming voice suddenly sounded from the audience——

"Brother Han, I especially like you too!"

Guests in the audience: "!"

Everyone didn't go to see the lucky ones hit the golden eggs, they all turned to stare at Han Zhan and Song Ci in the first row of seats.

Song Ci realized that her words had been heard by everyone in the hall, and she couldn't help but blush, as if she was drunk.

The smile at the corner of Han Zhan's mouth became more and more brisk. "Okay, I see."

Han Zhan stood up, and he took Song Ci's head into his arms and hid her.

"Sorry, my wife is thin-skinned." Han Zhan nodded to everyone, and took his thin-skinned wife and ran away in full view.

Entering the elevator, Song Ci quickly got out of Han Zhan's arms.

"It's embarrassing now."

Nodded, Han Zhan said: "Well, yes, this matter has probably been filmed by the live director, and it will become a classic picture at the opening ceremony of Zeus International."

Glancing at Song Ci amusedly, Han Zhan said: "After the company's anniversary, ten years, and twenty years, I will remember to ask them to play this video."

Song Ci was embarrassed, "Brother Han, shut up!"

"Good, good."

Han Zhan took Song Ci back to the office and took a nap with her. As soon as three o'clock arrived, Song Ci was taken away by the stylist Allen to make styling for tonight's party.

Li Li went upstairs to find Han Zhan, and teased him when they met: "Brother Han, I especially like you!"

Han Zhan glanced at him lukewarmly and said, "Ugly rejection."

Li Li made a cut, and then he put away the frivolous expression on his face, approached Han Zhan, and told him: "I heard about one thing, the news is reliable."

Han Zhan glanced at him silently.

Li Li said: "I heard that Mr. Cheng from East Sichuan Group was seriously ill today."

"Seriously admitted to the hospital?"

As the leading enterprise of Wangdongcheng, Chuandong Group has attracted everyone's attention. Mr. Cheng was seriously ill and was admitted to the hospital, and the people in the company were panicked, and his opponents who looked at him would take the opportunity to retaliate.

If this matter is not handled properly, it will have unpredictable and unpredictable consequences.

"What's the situation in East Sichuan now?"

"I heard that the young master of Eastern Sichuan, Cheng Yanmo, is rushing back home. I guess he is going to see Mr. Cheng for the last time. However, regardless of whether Mr. Cheng is always dead or alive, the person who will eventually take over the burden of Eastern Sichuan must be Cheng Yanmo."

Cheng Yanmo has been in Chuandong International for five years. He is nominally the deputy general manager of the group, but in fact he has long been a veritable president. In Chuandong International, the right to speak of the young master has long overshadowed Mr. Cheng.

The changes in Chuandong Group did not affect Zeus International. Han Zhan didn't take it to heart when he heard about it. Just hearing the name Chuandong Group, he thought of another person...

"You go busy first, and remember to bring Su Beibei to the party in the evening. It's time for everyone to meet your girlfriend, so that everyone wants to introduce you to someone." The new company was established, Li Li and Beizhan are both Vice President, the Northern Warfare has already become a family. Naturally, there are a lot less people trying to stuff women around him, and Li Li has become a sweet pastry, a big piece of fat.

Han Zhan is most taboo against the disgusting behavior of "sending women" in shopping malls. He knows that beauty is a knife hanging over his head. If you relax your vigilance a little, the knife will fall off, and you will be battered. If the family is broken, the family will die.

Han Zhan would not allow potential dangers around him, nor would he allow crises to be hidden around his confidant.

Li Li understood what Han Zhan meant. He said, "I'm about to pick her up, so I'll leave first."

"Ok."

After Li Li left, Han Zhan picked up his cell phone and called Han Wangwang.

"Little Cousin!"

Han Wangwang has just finished class and is on his way back to the dormitory.

Han Wangwang was only surprised when he received a call from Han Zhan, "What little cousin, are you asking me to play DJ at your company's celebration party?"

In the last DJ competition, Han Wangwang won the second place. She is now a DJ celebrity, and several nightclubs are inviting her to perform.

Han Zhan sneered, "Would you please come and hit the market?"

Han Wangwang smiled.

She opened the door of the dormitory, held the phone between her shoulder and right cheek, and pulled the clothes in the closet with both hands.

On the phone, Han Zhan asked her: "What I told you last time, when do you plan to do it?"

A stern expression flashed through Han Wangwang's eyes, "Just these few days." She could feel that the man's patience was about to lose his patience.

"Do it as soon as possible."

"Little cousin, what is your grudge against him?"

Han Zhan: "You don't need to take care of this. Once this is done, you can just wait for the spring to transfer."

"Good Le!"

Hanging up Han Zhan's phone, Han Wangwang hugged his clothes to take a bath.

After taking a shower, Han Wangwang closed the curtains and began to change clothes.

Han Wangwang's slender legs and straight buttocks are outlined by a pair of low-rise skinny jeans.

She felt that her figure was too predictable, and she couldn't help having a magical jump in the dressing mirror.

Huan was jumping, the door was suddenly pushed open from outside.

After opening the door, Jiang Bi was stunned to see a girl twisting her **** in the mirror. Her gaze inevitably saw the amputated waist exposed under Han Wangwang's tight bottoming shirt, so thin, so flat, and so white.

When Han Wangwang heard the movement, he stopped quickly. When he turned around, he saw that it was his roommate Jiang Bi. Han Wangwang was a little embarrassed.

"Hi!" Han Wangwang blushed and greeted Jiang Bi.

Jiang Bi is two years older than Han Wangwang, but they are alumni of the same class. Jiang Bi was twenty years old when he took the college entrance examination. Everyone finds this strange, but no one dares to ask.

Because Jiang Bi's personality is relatively withdrawn, she doesn't talk much, and the number of times she can see her in the dormitory during a semester is very few, Han Wangwang and Jiang Bi are actually not familiar.

Jiang Bi glanced at her, did not say anything, and walked inside Han Wangwang.

Jiang Bi is very tall, more than half a head taller than Han Wangwang, who is 1.65 meters, and is almost 1.8 meters. When she walked past Han Wangwang, Han Wangwang felt that this popularity scene was so big that she did not dare to look at each other blatantly.

There was no one else in the bedroom, and Han Wangwang and Jiang Bi had nothing to say. She sat quietly on a stool and used curling irons to make a one-time styling.

Putting away the curling iron, she opened her snack library and took two packs of pecans and stuffed them into the bag.

After thinking about it, he took two more bags, walked to the balcony, and handed the pecans to Jiang Bi who was in bed.

Jiang Bi was listening to the song while wearing headphones, and suddenly saw a jade-white hand stretched out. She looked down and saw two packs of pecans, and then she followed the hand and looked at the owner of the hand.

She saw a beautiful cheek with a smile.

"Jiang Bi, do you eat pecans?"

Jiang Bi stared at Han Wangwang's wide-open smile, reached out his hand to take the pecan fruit, and said, "Thank you." Jiang Bi was cold and arrogant, but his voice was particularly pleasant.

Han Wangwang smiled sweetly at her. "You're welcome!"

Jiang Bi squeezed the pecans and thought: Why does she love to laugh so much?

At this time, the door was opened again, and a girl with waist-long hair came in. She was Su Weiyin, a good friend and roommate of Han Wangwang.

Su Weiyin saw Han Wangwang wearing a suspender shirt and jeans. She knew it at a glance, "Are you going to play DJ again?"

"Well, one-station invited me to their Christmas party. The salary is quite high, 10,000 yuan a night."

Han Wangwang never reveals her wealth. The clothes she wears on her back are hundreds of dollars. No one knows the true background of her family.

Seeing Han Wangwang was going out to make money again, Su Weiyin asked her: "Wangwang, are you short of money?"

"Yeah! I'm dying of poverty! I recently fell in love with a good thing, and I still lack a lot of money." Han Wangwang wants to buy an Aoyu One, which is still 50,000 to 60,000 yuan.

But her poverty was understood by Su Weiyin as really poor. Su Weiyin said: "I can lend you how much you lack."

"You are really my good friend." Han Wangwang hugged Su Weiyin, called my dear a few times, then let go of her and rejected her kindness, "I just earn it slowly, and I won't buy it if I don't have enough money. "

"That's fine."

Su Weiyin only noticed Jiang Bi who had gone to bed, and her walking movement became lighter subconsciously.

Han Wangwang picked up the short down jacket and put it on. When he was about to leave, Su Weiyin suddenly stopped her. "Wantwang, also take me to play together, this Christmas Eve, one-station must be very lively."

Han Wangwang always talked about loyalty to her friends, but she didn't think much about it, and directly agreed. "Okay, you come with me." Picking up his bag, Han Wangwang suddenly looked up at Jiang Bi on the opposite bed.

Jiang Bi was eating pecans in small mouthfuls, like a hamster with a round cheek.

"Jiang Bi."

Jiang Bi stared at Han Wangwang and said nothing.

Han Wangwang tilted his head and smiled sweetly, like an angel baby. "Jiang Bi, today Christmas, if you are okay, go to one-station with me."

Fearing that Jiang Bi doesn't know what one-station is, Jiang Bi explained: "It's a very famous bar. The wine in it is very good. I invite you to drink!" After finishing, Han Wangwang was a little nervous. Waiting for Jiang Bi's answer.

Su Weiyin pulled Lahan Wangwang's clothes and wanted her not to call this person. At first glance, Jiang Bi looked out of gregariousness, and Su Weiyin felt that Jiang Bi would save Han Wangwang's face in all likelihood.

Clinker, Jiang Bi nodded unexpectedly.

She turned over and jumped off the bed. When she landed, she acted handsomely. Han Wangwang was dumbfounded, and quickly gave a thumbs up to slap Jiang Bi's flattery: "You are so handsome!"

Jiang Bi stood up, glanced at Han Wangwang, took his mobile phone, and went out to play with them.

-

The three of them were sitting in the online car, and the car drove over the Yulongyuan Bridge.

Han Wangwang lay down in the car window, looking at the majestic and domineering building in the middle of Yulongyuan River, and cursed her cousin, who was arrogant but stingy.

Su Weiyin suddenly said: "I heard that there is the headquarters of Zeus International."

Jiang Bi stared at the building, although he didn't speak, he nodded slightly.

Han Wangwang told Su Weiyin: "Su Weiyin, let me tell you a secret."

Su Weiyin pricked his ears.

Han Wangwang said: "The boss of Zeus International is my uncle." Her tone was calm and she hid her fame and fame.

Su Weiyin cut, "Just blow, the boss of Zeus International is still my husband!"

"That's impossible." Han Wangwang shook his head and said: "The boss of Zeus International, the country is beautiful and beautiful, and that beauty is not what you can match."

When the two intervened, the car arrived at the entrance of the nightclub.

Han Wangwang took them into the store, arranged a location for them, and went upstairs to see the nightclub manager. By nine o'clock at night, when the atmosphere was lively, Han Wangwang took off his down jacket, put on a peaked cap, and walked onto the stage.

As soon as she came on the court, everyone in the room was calling her name. Such a cute name as "Han Wangwang" also sounds powerful.

Han Wangwang put her finger in front of her lips, and she shhhh, her voice was infinitely amplified by the microphone.

The scene was quieter, and Han Wangwang was extremely satisfied.

Han Wangwang began to play DJ, and her waist also twisted. She was wavering again and again, and she was still a little wild.

Han Wangwang was so charming when he was playing DJ, he caught the attention of the audience. Jiang Bi joined the WeChat group in the dormitory. When Han Wangwang participated in the DJ competition, he sent a link in the group and called them to vote for her.

Jiang Bi also voted for Han Wangwang, but it was the first time that Jiang Bi saw Han Wangwang playing DJ.

How to say it, it is very charming, there is a kind of charm that makes people unable to remove their eyes.

There are many people who have the same idea.

Under the performance stage, there is a circular dance floor, and on the periphery of the dance floor is a high-speed train of Harmony designed in an arc shape.

Cheng Ziang sat on the deck with a group of friends, and they stared at Han Wangwang on the stage through the window.

Cheng Ziang has been chasing Han Wangwang recently. He hasn't gotten it for more than two months. It is said that the woman is a hard bone, she can't bite or break it, she doesn't eat soft or hard. "Er Young Master Cheng, you haven't gotten that woman named Han Wangwang?"

When he heard this, Cheng Ziang curled his lips irritably. He put the wine glass in his hand heavily on the table, stood up and said: "Wait, tomorrow morning, she will wake up crying from my bed."

Hearing that, everyone has different thoughts.

Someone booed and said to him, "Second Young Master Cheng, that's the way it is. If it is a man, take her down!"

But there is also the man who treats Cheng Ziang sincerely and treats him as a brother, and takes Cheng Ziang's hand to remind him not to do stupid things. "Cheng Er, the twisted melon is not sweet, don't do stupid things."

Cheng Ziang nodded indifferently, "I'll go out and breathe."

After he left, everyone began to discuss the serious illness of Cheng Ziang's father. "Cheng Er's father is going to be dying, is this news accurate?" The news that Cheng's father was seriously ill had already been passed out and couldn't help it.

"I heard that he is right. Master Cheng is rushing back. I heard that I will arrive in Wangdong at 11 o'clock tonight."

"That seems to be really serious."

"I heard from an acquaintance in the hospital that Cheng Er's father is afraid that he won't be able to survive tonight."

Hearing this, everyone fell silent.

After a long while, someone spoke and broke the weird silence——

"Master Cheng is going to take over Sichuan East."

Cheng Yanmo would like to compare with their dude, who only knows how to eat, drink and have fun, and can't do **** projects at the company. That's the difference between them.

Cheng Yanmo is someone they can't afford and dare not.

"Cheng Er has such a elder brother, so happy." If it weren't for Cheng Yanmo who had been staring at Cheng Ziang, according to Cheng Ziang's character that loves to poke Louzi, I don't know how many times he would have to die.

Cheng Ziang was upset, not just because of Han Wangwang.

He stood smoking in the escape tunnel behind the toilet, it was quiet, there was no flattery, no cynicism.

He squatted in the stairwell, thinking of the words his elder brother said to him on the phone a few hours ago. He said--

"Zi Ang, I know you hate your father, but he is about to die. I don’t ask you to forgive him. I only hope that you can take a look at him before he is dying. It’s okay to mock him or pity him, At least, let him take a look at you."

Cheng Ziang hadn't seen his father for a long time, and he couldn't remember his father's appearance in old age. But he clearly remembered how his mother looked after hanging himself! I remember that Xiaosan was not wearing clothes, and his white body was lying under the main bedroom door, covered in blood!

To see him?

Cheng Ziang snorted and stood up.

He was afraid that seeing that person would make his eyes blind.

Cheng Ziang walked out of the stairwell and saw a young girl standing in the corridor behind the toilet, pacing back and forth with a face of hesitation.

"Look for me?" Cheng Ziang stood behind the girl, staring sullenly at the other's back.

Su Weiyin was taken aback.

She hurriedly turned her head and saw Cheng Ziang behind her. Su Weiyin whispered and said softly: "Cheng, Mr. Cheng, I have considered what you told me last time."

Cheng Ziang showed an expression that I had guessed.

Su Weiyin asked Cheng Ziang again: "Then what you promised me, will it be done?" Su Weiyin had an affair with the school leader. Somehow Cheng Ziang pinched the handle. Cheng Ziang threatened Su Weiyin with this and let her Do things for yourself.

Cheng Ziang said indifferently, "It depends on your ability to do things."

Su Weiyin squeezed his hands up nervously. "I, I will get things done tonight, Mr. Cheng, it's Room 2603 of the Jetta Hotel, right?"

Cheng Ziang glanced at her before nodding, "Yeah."

"I understand."

Su Weiyin turned and left, Cheng Ziang stared at the girl's back, there was no temperature in his eyes.

Such a woman who can easily betray her friends is disgusting!

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Han Wangwang got off the stage and returned to the deck, only to see Jiang Bi sitting there alone playing on the phone. She walked to Jiang Bi and sat down, tapping her fingers on the table in front of Jiang Bi.

Hearing the sound, Jiang Bi turned to look at her.

Han Wangwang smiled and asked her: "Am I handsome just now?"

Jiang Bi nodded, "Very handsome."

Han Wangwang asked again: "Does it feel like you are about to fall in love with me?"

Jiang Bi shook his head and said solemnly: "Not yet."

Jiang Bi was too serious, and Han Wangwang was embarrassed.

She looked around, but she didn't see Su Weiyin's figure, and a look of worry naturally appeared in her eyes. "Where is Weiyin? Did you see her?"

Jiang Bi followed his hand to the exit, "She went out from there before."

"Oh."

Han Wangwang was about to get up to look for Su Weiyin, when he saw Su Weiyin approaching. When she came, she still had three glasses of wine in her hand.

"Come on, Wangwang, Jiang Bi, I ordered a glass of'Northern Passengers' for you. This wine is very delicious."

"I invite you to drink."

"Thank you." Han Wangwang took the wine in Su Weiyin's hand and handed it to Jiang Bi. Jiang Bi glanced at the wine of the three of them and noticed that the lemon slices on Han Wangwang's glass were relatively small, while the lemon slices of himself and Su Weiyin were relatively large.

Han Wangwang picked up his glass of wine and was about to drink. Jiang Bi suddenly pointed to Han Wangwang's wine. She said, "I have more glasses of mine. Give it to you. I don't drink much."

Han Wangwang and Su Weiyin blinked at the same time.

Han Wangwang looked at Su Weiyin and Jiang Bi beside him.

Han Wangwang is not stupid. She has been paying attention to Cheng Ziang's every move, and has long discovered that Cheng Ziang had contacted Su Weiyin several times in private. Tonight Su Weiyin offered to come to the nightclub with her, and Han Wangwang was giving Su Weiyin a chance.

Han Wangwang's original plan was to take the initiative to enter the trap set by Su Weiyin, and then he could use the problem to achieve his goal.

However, Jiang Bi's actions disrupted Han Wangwang's plan and Su Weiyin's plan.

Su Weiyin looked at Han Wangwang's wine and then at Jiang Bi's wine, and felt that there were the same amount.

She looked at Jiang Bi anxiously, thinking that this woman might have discovered her plan.

She resisted the guilty conscience and panic, and said to Jiang Bi: "So Jiang Bi can't drink, so don't drink. We want to be a drinking expert."

"Yes!" Han Wangwang nodded, and smiled and said to Jiang Bi: "If you can't drink, give me your wine. I love this wine very much."

Jiang Bi wanted to remind Han Wangwang that there was a problem with the wine. At this moment, Jiang Bi suddenly found Han Wangwang kicked her calf under the table.

Jiang Bi: "..."

She silently pushed her wine to Han Wangwang.

Han Wangwang took the wine from Jiang Bi, "Thank you Jiang Bi, you are so kind." Then Han Wangwang chatted with Su Weiyin, and after chatting, he drank the glass of wine.

Seeing Han Wangwang finished drinking the glass of wine, Su Weiyin was relieved. She reached under the table and quietly texted Cheng Ziang.

Su Weiyin: [She has already drunk. 】

Cheng Ziang had already arrived at the hotel. After he saw the news, he hummed a little song in a good mood and went into the bathroom to take a shower.

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At ten o'clock in the night, Han Wangwang suddenly felt dizzy. She said, "It seems to be drunk, let's go."

Su Weiyin immediately said: "Then I will send you back."

Jiang Bi got up and followed the two slowly.

As he walked to the door of the bar, Han Wangwang, who should have been drunk, suddenly pulled La Jiangbi's clothes. Jiang Bi silently looked at her, thinking about Han Wangwang's purpose.

Han Wangwang should have discovered that there is a problem with the glass of wine, but insisted on drinking the glass of wine, indicating...

Jiang Bi stared at Su Weiyin's profile.

The idiot thought she was a mantis who hunted cicadas, as everyone knows, cicadas are not cicadas, but the oriole hiding behind.

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The storm is so scary at the moment.