Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

Han Zhan was kicked with his feet and beaten with his fists, but it was the first time he was slapped.

Han Zhan slowly turned around, looking at Song Ci. Song Ci blushed with excitement, and the right hand that had hit Han Zhan was still shaking. Obviously he was beaten, but Han Zhan felt distressed for Song Ci.

Han Zhan tried to reach out to squeeze Song Ci's hand. Song Ci struggled, but did not break free. Han Zhan touched Song Ci's red palms, and lowered his eyelids, covering his eyes with regret and shame. He asked Song Ci: "Is it very painful to porcelain treasure?"

Song Ci looked at her hand and at Han Zhanxin's left face with five fingerprints. Her breathing was painful.

"Han Zhan, our marriage originally had impure motives. From the very beginning, I needed your protection to use your identity to avenge Mu Mian. I use you, and of course you can use me. This is fair. But Han Zhan, Can't you just use me to speak upright like me? Do you have to be so mean? Do you have to make me feel sick!"

The word nausea came out of Song Ci's mouth, and Han Zhan's heart was suddenly confused. He tightly grasped Song Ci's wrist and looked up at her. The whites of his gray-blue eyes were bloodshot.

"Song Ci, listen to me and finish talking." Han Zhan's tone was very anxious, afraid that Song Ci would leave him behind.

Song Ci suppressed the anger and resentment in his heart, barely maintained a calm mood, gritted his teeth and said, "Say, you can tell me everything clearly."

Han Zhan told Song Ci: “I brought you from Mu’s house to my house at the beginning, really with such an unshown purpose. But on the first day of our cohabitation, I accidentally smashed your treasure box. , I discovered that the safety buckle that you had kept for eight years like a baby was the one that I lost at the earthquake rescue site, and I realized that you are the little girl I saved my life back then."

"At that moment, I was ashamed of my dirty mind. I was thinking at the time, this is the little girl I personally pulled back from the ghost gate, how can I hurt her?"

Song Ci also remembered what Han Zhan said.

She remembered clearly that in the garage downstairs, Han Zhan accidentally dropped her precious wooden box on the ground while helping her to take things. The safety buckle fell and fell out, fearing that the safety buckle would be broken, Song Ci quickly picked up the safety buckle and held it for a while.

As soon as I thought of myself in front of the pendant owner, blowing and touching the pendant in front of the baby bumps, Song Ci's ears were a little hot.

She was both angry and angry.

Han Zhan told Song Ci again: "I was really tempted by you and decided to give up using you to deal with my father. It was the day when he received the certificate."

Song Ci tried to recall what happened that day, but she only remembered that they got the certificate, and then went to the Shenxiang restaurant for dinner. After the meal, Han Zhan gave her a bank card. This is the first time for them. It was awkward.

As for other things, Song Ci can't remember clearly.

Han Zhan knew that Song Ci had forgotten, but he still remembered clearly. He recalled the scene that day, and said: "On the way home after receiving the certificate, we put on each other's rings, and then you snatched my fake fingers and put them on for me personally. At that time, you said something, You said..."

Under Han Zhan’s reminder, Song Ci suddenly remembered everything. She said that sentence: "Brother Han, you will only be able to touch your right hand and your tie in the future." She seemed like this at the time. Said.

Hearing Song Ci's words, Han Zhan's eyes burst out with scorching light. "Yes! That's the sentence!" It was exactly one word.

"You don't even know. The moment I heard that, how heartbeat I was, and my heartbeat didn't look like mine. At that time, I knew, oh, I might be tempted by you. With my company later Get along, I fell on you step by step..."

Han Zhan looked up at Song Ci. He resignedly said, "The frog that was cooked in warm water is not you, it's me." The person who started the fire became the frog that jumped into the warm water.

"When I learned that Arang noticed you, I was really scared that day. It was also at that moment that I clearly realized that I could no longer push you to the fire pit of my father as I planned. That’s how I am afraid you will be hurt."

"The moment I decided to confess Ajan's identity to you, I gave in."

Han Zhan's back was always as strong as loose, and for the first time he bent down in front of Song Ci. His forehead was pressed against the back of Song Ci's hand, and his shoulder shook as if...

He cried?

Tears fell on the back of Song Ci's hand, dripping down the sofa along her fingers.

Song Ci was a little startled.

Will Han Zhan cry too?

Seeing Han Zhan crying in grief, Song Ci's anger was extinguished a little bit. She was disappointed and began to feel sorry for him again.

Song Ci heard Han Zhan's tone and said in pain: "Song Ci, I know that you and your mother are both innocent, but I have grievances in my heart! I watched my father kill my mother and I held My dying and bleeding mother, do you know what my father said at the time? He said: Han Mulan, if it wasn't for your face, I would make you worse off than death."

"How ridiculous you are, she was killed by him, and he must be grateful for his mercy and not tortured her..."

Song Ci is not Han Zhan, and cannot empathize with the painful experience he endured as a child, but after hearing these words, it is not a feeling in my heart.

Song Ci was in a mess. He didn't want to face Han Zhan anymore, so he said, "Han Zhan, you let me go."

Han Zhan thought Song Ci was leaving him, so he hugged Song Ci by the waist and begged her to stay. "Song Ci, don't go! Are you leaving me?"

Song Ci was silent for a while, still putting his hands on Han Zhan's head. "Han Zhan, I won't leave you. I want to stay at Yanjiang's house tonight. You will leave me alone for a while."

Continue to make trouble, this matter is unclear.

Hearing that, Han Zhan still refused. "If you want to calm down by yourself, then you just stay here and I'll go." He will never allow Song Ci to leave this home. He was afraid that Song Ci would never come back again.

Song Ci realized that Han Zhan's emotions were too tense, and did not want to anger him, so he agreed. "That's fine, you can go out."

Han Zhan let go of her waist reluctantly, put on his slippers, and walked back to the door step by step. As he lowered his head to change his shoes, Han Zhan heard Song Ci calling his name. "Han Zhan!"

Han Zhan looked up in surprise, thinking that Song Ci wanted him to stay.

Song Ci was standing in the middle of the living room, his eyes full of inquiry fell on Han Zhan.

The expression on Song Ci's face was like weeping. She asked Han Zhan: "I ask you, in the past six months, you have treated me all kinds of kindness, loved me and took care of me. Are you really all just to trick me into falling in love with you?"

Biting his red lips, Song Ci looked at Han Zhan with tears in his eyes, and then asked, "Are there any times when you just want to be nice to me?"

There was a flash of pain in Han Zhan's eyes. He said, "Believe it or not, but Song Ci, every time I treat you well, I can't help it." After he finished speaking, he opened the door and went out.

After Han Zhan disappeared from this house, Song Ci suddenly felt that this house was so big and especially empty.

She turned around to go upstairs, stopped when she passed the sofa, and glanced toward the middle of the sofa. The surface of the black sofa is wet but not yet dry.

Song Ci stretched out his hands and looked at his fingers, as if he could still feel the temperature of Han Zhan's tears.

She should hate Han Zhan, but her heart is boring for Han Zhan.

She is hopeless.

-

Han Zhan drove the car in this prosperous city for a long time, and finally, he parked the car in front of the Banshan Villa.

No matter how people grow up, whether they are children or old age, when they are wronged and bullied, the first place they think of hurting is always home.

When Zhong Buhui heard the sound of the car, he quickly turned on a light in the room, got out of bed, walked to the window, and glanced at the courtyard door downstairs.

Seeing Han Zhan's car was coming, Zhong Buhui put on his down jacket and went downstairs to open the door for Han Zhan. "Zhan Zhan, why are you here so late?"

Zhong Buhui reached out and took Han Zhan's hand, only to find that Han Zhan's hand was cold. He hurriedly pulled Han Zhan into the room and into the hall. With the bright light, Zhong Bugui realized that Han Zhan's eyes were red.

There was a throb in his heart, Zhong Buhui poured hot water for Han Zhan, and asked tentatively: "Are you arguing with Song girl?" Zhong Buhui turned around and handed the water glass to Han Zhan. "Come on, drink some hot water."

"Thank you Uncle Zhong."

Han Zhan held the teacup in both hands, and he sat down on the grandfather's chair that grandfather liked the most. Han Zhan just drank tea in silence, without intending to speak.

Zhong Buhui stayed with him. It was really cold at night, so Zhong Buhui lit the fire in the living room fireplace.

The room gradually warmed up. The clock did not regret hearing a slow sound of footsteps upstairs. He glanced at Han Zhan and reminded him: "It should be the old man who has come down."

Han Zhan stood up and sat down in a different position.

Han Aoyu, dressed in a thick and warm pajama coat and fluffy slippers, slowly came downstairs with the railing. He stood behind the Grand Master's chair, staring at the slap print on Han Zhan's left face, and slowly narrowed those venomous vicissitudes of eyes.

Han Aoyu sat down in his chair, Zhong Buhui hurriedly handed a cup of hot water to the old man.

The old man took a sip of the water and moistened his throat before he looked at Han Zhan.

Looking at the red and swollen slap marks on Han Zhan's left face, Han Aoyu could imagine how angry Song Ci was when he slapped Han Zhan. Han Aoyu suddenly said with emotion: "Everyone will pay for their mistakes, Han Zhan, do you feel regretful?"

Han Zhan was a little surprised when he heard this suddenly. "Grandpa, how would you know..."

Han Aoyu folded his legs and leaned on the Grand Master's chair. He closed his eyes and said, "The first time I saw Song Ci, I felt that Song Ci was familiar. Uncle Zhong said it might be because Song Girl looks a bit like your mother. The reason. After I got home, I went to see the photos of Mulan when he was young, and I still felt it was wrong."

"On the day you got married, Song girl wore a red dress. I stared at her, and the familiar feeling became stronger and stronger. After the wedding, when I returned to my room to rest, I suddenly remembered a person. I understand why Girl Song always gives me a familiar feeling. Because she looks so much like the first love Edward loved so much!"

"I remember, that woman, it seems to be Jiang Shiyu..." Han Aoyu's expression was a little complicated when he recalled Jiang Shiyu's arrival. "The last time I saw Jiang Shiyu was 33 years ago. I have rarely seen that woman's intelligence, tolerance and wisdom in my life, so I am very impressed with her."

As for how smart and forbearing Jiang Shiyu is, Han Aoyu did not tell Han Zhan in detail.

"Han Zhan, people who have suffered and suffered injuries will have a deep memory. You can't help but know Jiang Shiyu. Then, if I can detect the similarities between Song girl and Jiang Shiyu, you must be able to."

"I am boldly guessing that you, who had been single before, suddenly decided to marry Song girl. It must be a secret. I wondered, you might want to use Song girl to deal with Edward..."

Under Han Aoyu's old and sharp eyes, Han Zhan was shocked. It is grandpa, even if he is old, he is an old fox. Han Zhan lowered his head in shame. He looks like a transparent person, who can be seen thoroughly by Han Aoyu from the inside out.

Seeing Han Zhan lowered his head and said nothing, Han Aoyu snorted and asked him: "My analysis, is it correct?"

Han Zhan's voice was as soft as a mosquito: "Grandpa, you are right."

"Heh! Han Zhan, Han Zhan, you are really confused!" Han Aoyu was so angry that he lifted his leg directly to step on Han Zhan's foot. Han Aoyu pressed Han Zhan's leather shoes and stepped on them vigorously. Han Zhan frowned slightly with pain and did not move his feet away.

Zhong Buhui looked on with cold eyes, and did not say anything to dissuade him. At this time, the more persuaded Han Aoyu, the more angry.

Han Aoyu finished breathing, and then he took his feet back.

He satirized Han Zhan: "Han Zhan, you are really stupid! Whether it is Song Girl or Jiang Shiyu, they are not wrong at all. The wrong person is the beast who took the initiative to provoke your mother!"

Han Zhan didn’t understand this truth. He felt painful. He said, “I know Jiang Shiyu is innocent, but what happened when I was a child made me want to hate her.” Not only him, but his younger siblings. They also deeply dislike Jiang Shiyu.

If it hadn't been for Jiang Shiyu, who had troubled the water, they wouldn't have to be born and would not suffer those sins!

Han Aoyu felt uncomfortable when he recalled the dense pinholes on Han Zhan when he first retrieved Han Zhan. He couldn't imagine that if he hadn't snatched Han Zhan back and brought him by his side, if he was allowed to grow up by Edward's side, what a terrible evil he would be now.

Han Aoyu looked at Han Zhan and shook his head. This excellent child in all aspects disappointed him for the first time. "Han Zhan, you think you can be indifferent to Song girl, you think you can really put your heart down and use Song girl to deal with Edward. . But I didn’t expect that in the end, the person who really fell into the pit of feelings was yourself.”

"Those who calculate love will eventually get revenge by love. Han Zhan, you are so confused!"

Those who calculate love will eventually get revenge by love...

Hearing that, Han Zhan just smiled bitterly, the expression on his face was rare and fragile and helpless. "Grandpa, you are experienced, tell me, what should I do now?" Han Zhan didn't know who to turn to for help, so he could only come to grandpa.

Grandpa stared with anger, "What makes me experienced?"

Han Zhan whispered: "You used to make grandma angry often, and you always sleep in the study..." Seeing Han Aoyu's face getting more and more angry, Han Zhan didn't dare to say anything further.

Han Aoyu really wanted to kick Han Zhan out.

Angry to angry, but grandson's life-long events can't just be blown. Han Aoyu told Han Zhan: "In a few days, you will bring Song girl to the Mid-Levels Villa to celebrate the New Year and stay here for a few days."

Han Zhan asked: "What if she doesn't come?"

Han Aoyu gave Han Zhan angrily, "Then she kicked her back to being single. It's been ten years since she was single. What's the difference between being single for decades?"

Han Zhan: "..."

He must coax Song Ci to his grandfather's house for the New Year.

-

Early the next morning, Song Ci carried a garbage bag and planned to go downstairs to take out the garbage. As soon as the door was opened, a dark shadow fell in with the door.

Song Ci was shocked, she fixed her eyes and realized that it was Han Zhan.

Han Zhan stood up holding the door frame and saw Song Ci and the garbage bag in her hand. He reached out to get the garbage bag in Song Ci's hand. "Go take out the trash, let me do it."

When the two people's hands touched each other, Song Ci was surprised that Han Zhan's hands were as cold as ice.

The outdoor temperature was minus two degrees last night...

"Han Zhan, were you always at the door last night?" Song Ci was in a mixed mood.

Han Zhan took out a handkerchief from his pocket, wiped his nose, nodded and said, "I'm afraid you will find me. If you can't find me if you go far, you won't dare to go far." But Song Ci last night This door has never been opened.

Song Ci subconsciously said, "I thought you went to the hotel..." At the expression of Han Zhan's aggrieved expression, Song Ci became angry, and spoke a little unscrupulous. "Han Zhan, your mind is caught in the door, what should I do if I have a cold? Why, I still want to use a bitter trick, want to see me feel sorry for you?"

Han Zhan stared at Song Ci, who was irritated and a little happy.

Han Zhan asked Song Ci in a low voice, "Song Ci, are you feeling sorry for me?"

Song Ci was angrily laughed, "I love you a ghost! You love to stay at the door, just stay at the door!" Song Ci closed the door, leaving Han Zhan and the garbage outside the door.

Han Zhan touched his nose and honestly went downstairs to throw out the garbage.

He was so cold that people were a little numb. When walking, he dragged his heavy body with his feet, and he felt that he could fall to the ground in the next second. After throwing out the garbage, Han Zhan returned to the elevator, leaned against the elevator wall, and wiped his nose again.

Ding--

Han Zhan slowly walked out of the elevator.

The door of his house has not been changed, it is still the kind with lock. Han Zhan didn't take the key when he came out last night. He walked to the door, raised his hand and was about to knock on the door, only to find that there was a gap in the door.

Staring at the crack in the door, Han Zhan's heart also cracked quietly, and a beam of light came in.

Han Zhan stood at the door for a while, then opened the door and walked into the house. After entering the house, Han Zhan deliberately made some movement when changing shoes, so that Song Ci knew that he was back.

Han Zhan was relieved when Song Ci told him to go.

Seeing Song Ci busy in the kitchen, Han Zhan thought Song Ci was cooking breakfast, so he boldly walked over to help Song Ci cook. As soon as I walked into the kitchen, I found that Song Ci was not cooking, but making **** tea.

Han Zhan stared at the pot of **** tea, feeling sweet in his heart. "Porcelain treasure, is this cooked for me?"

Song Ci was expressionless. She said, "There is a stray cat downstairs. I'm worried that they will catch a cold, so I cooked them."

"I know that the cat is called Han Zhan. I'll send it to you later." Han Zhan decided to be a cat from now on.

The corners of Song Ci's lips bend.

She turned the fire down, pushed Han Zhan away and walked to the living room. When she turned around, Han Zhan suddenly hugged her.

Han Zhan is tall and big, with long and powerful arms. Song Ci can't get rid of being held by him like this.

Song Ci sneered and satirized Han Zhan: "What are you doing? Watching too many TV series? After the fight, I also want to think that the protagonist and the protagonist will hug and kiss each other and go to bed. We just quarreled at the head of the bed?"

Han Zhan shook his head and said, "No, I'm just dizzy, you let me rely on it for a while."

Seeing that the head next to her cheek was a little hot, Song Ci realized that Han Zhan had a fever. She cursed something lowly, and then pushed Han Zhan away. "You have a fever, go and sit on the sofa."

Han Zhan didn't know he had a fever, but he obediently walked to the sofa and sat down.

Song Ci found a thermometer and measured Han Zhan's body temperature. "Forty degrees." Song Ci scolded Han Zhan: "Add another two degrees and you will be able to burn into a fool."

Han Zhan felt so cold.

He sat on the sofa and shivered and said, "That can't be stupid. If you are stupid, the wife ran away."

Song Ci gave him a deep look, then turned upstairs. When she went downstairs, she was holding a thin blanket in her hand. "Cover it!" Song Ci threw the blanket onto Han Zhan.

Han Zhan covered his chest and legs with a blanket. He was lying on the sofa, his whole body was gone. Song Ci went into the kitchen and poured a bowl of **** tea out, fed it to Han Zhan, and then went to find medicine.

After looking around, Song Ci took the car key and went outside to buy medicine.

Han Zhan quickly sat up and said to her, "I will accompany you."

"Lie down and run around!" Song Ci fixed Han Zhan on the sofa with a look.

Song Ci quickly went downstairs and went to the pharmacy outside the community to buy some antipyretics and cold medicines. She returned home and called Han Zhan. "Han Zhan, take medicine."

Han Zhan seemed to be asleep. He opened his mouth and breathed, but his body was shaking. This situation is very similar to convulsions caused by fever.

Song Ci hurriedly put down the medicine, walked over and touched Han Zhan's forehead, and the back of his hand was scalded back. "Han Zhan!" Song Ci panicked and shoved Han Zhan's shoulder.

Han Zhan didn't respond.

Song Ci was frightened, she dragged Han Zhan to the hospital. But Han Zhan was too heavy, and Song Ci couldn't move him at all.

Song Ci noticed a few days ago that in the house downstairs that had been vacant, the owner finally moved in. Song Ci plans to go downstairs and call for help.

The privacy of their community is very good, and each owner’s access card can only lead to the elevator on his own floor. Song Ci could not take the elevator to go downstairs, so he could only use the fire escape.

Song Ci ran downstairs and politely slapped the door of the neighbor downstairs. "Hello neighbor, are you at home? I am the neighbor who lives upstairs. My name is Song Ci. My wife fainted due to illness. Can you help me carry him to the garage downstairs?"

Inside the door, a pair of brown eyes stared at the figure in the monitor, and did not rush to open the door.

She picked up the phone and called the property first. After confirming that the female owner upstairs was called Song Ci, she opened the door a crack and said to Song Ci outside: "Wait a minute, I am wearing a coat."

A deep and sweet voice came into Song Ci's ears, and she couldn't tell her gender.

Song Ci nodded, and after waiting for a while, the other party opened the door again and walked out.

Song Ci's new neighbor downstairs is a young man close to 1.8 meters tall. She is wearing a leather jacket, casual loose overalls and flat shoes. With shoulder-length hair, there is a beauty that is difficult to distinguish between male and female.

Song Ci was stunned, and asked unsurely: "Neighbor?"

The neighbor said: "Hello, my name is Jiang Bi, I just moved here soon."

The voice is girly.

"Hello, trouble you."

Jiang Bi closed the door, walked to the elevator entrance, and swiped his card. The elevator door opened, and Song Ci walked in with Jiang Bi.

Song Ci swiped his owner's card, and the elevator went up automatically. Song Ci took Jiang Bi home. She told Jiang Bi, "My wife is a little heavy. You can help me lift his leg, as long as you don't let him fall."

Jiang Bi stared at Han Zhan's figure. She said, "Let me carry it."

Song Ci was taken aback, and she subconsciously said, "He has one hundred and sixty or seven pounds, and you can't carry it." The new neighbor looked very thin, and Song Ci didn't think she could carry Han Zhan.

"It's okay, I'm strong." Jiang Bi bent down in front of the sofa and said to Song Ci, "You help him up."

Song Ci quickly helped Han Zhan up. Jiang Bi grabbed Han Zhan's arms and really carried him on his back.

After carrying Han Zhan on his back, Jiang Bi's gait was not strenuous when walking. Song Ci was taken aback, thinking that she was really ugly, looking at a girl who was quite thin, she was quite strong.

With Jiang Bi's help, Song Ci stuffed Han Zhan into the car with her. Song Ci sat in the driver's seat and said to Jiang Bi: "Miss Jiang, thank you so much this time!"

Jiang Bi shook his head, "It's okay."

Jiang Bi turned around and left.

Song Ci drove to the hospital, thinking, this new neighbor is so cold.

-

People like Han Zhan who have not caught a cold for many years have a particularly serious cold. The doctor directly issued a hospitalization form to Han Zhan and asked him to be hospitalized, and the fever was relieved as soon as possible.

When Han Zhan woke up with a needle in the back of his hand, Song Ci was not seen.

Seeing Han Zhan awoke, Long Yu hurried to the bed. Knowing what Mr. Han was looking for, Long Yu told Han Zhan: "Madam went downstairs to buy you toiletries, but didn't leave."

Han Zhan was relieved now.

His phone is charging, let Long Yu bring it to him.

Han Zhan turned on the phone and saw many missed calls, and he called them back one by one. Finally, he made a call to Li Li and Beizhan. During the phone call, Han Zhan told them in a weak voice: "I have a bad cold. I have caused a lung infection and need to be hospitalized. A few days ago, Just trouble you two to work harder..."

Han Zhan's weak and hoarse voice directly frightened the two people opposite. Bei Zhan hurriedly said: "Mr. Han takes good care of his illness, don't worry about the company's affairs, and Li Li and I will arrange everything."

"Thank you guys then..."

After hanging up the phone, Han Zhan threw the phone on the bedside table, lifted the quilt and stood up, where he was half weak when he called. Long Yu's eyes were a bit complicated, thinking that Beizhan and Li Li were really good deceives.

Han Zhan walked in the room for a while, thinking that Song Ci should be coming back soon, and then lay down on the bed.

When Song Ci came back carrying his things, he saw Han Zhan awake, but looked very sick and pitiful. Song Ci put things down, and she told Han Zhan, "You have a fever and convulsions. The neighbor downstairs carried you downstairs."

Han Zhan asked weakly, "Neighbor downstairs? Jiang Bi?"

"you know?"

Han Zhan said: "I remember the identity and appearance of our building owner. The neighbor downstairs is named Jiang Bi, Jiang Jiagang's child."

"Jiang family?" There are several Jiang families in Wangdong City, but they don't know which Jiang Bi belongs to. Song Ci asked curiously: "Which Jiang family?"

Han Zhan said: "The Jiang family of the Good Pharmaceutical Group."

Song Ci knew the Jiang family. She said, "That Jiang Dong only has a daughter and a 13-year-old adopted son, what's the matter with Jiang Bi?"

Han Zhan took a sip of water first, and then spoke slowly: "18 years ago, a pair of 12-year-old dragon and phoenix fetuses belonging to Jiang Weimin, the founder of the Good Pharmaceutical Group, were kidnapped and their whereabouts are unknown. For so many years, the Jiang family People have been looking for those two children and finally found them last year. Unfortunately, Jiang Dong’s son has passed away..."

"So Jiang Bi is the daughter the Jiang family found from outside last year?"

"Yes. Jiang Bi and her brother were the children of Jiang Weimin and his ex-wife. After the children disappeared, Mrs. Jiang was depressed and passed away ten years ago. The current daughter of the Jiang family was the second daughter of Jiang Dong five years ago. Wife gave birth."

"It turned out to be so, I didn't even know."

Thinking of Jiang Bi's physical strength, Song Ci was a little envious. "Our neighbor is really strong, really, you are so heavy for a man, she actually carried you on her back alone. She went downstairs without a breath."

"Really?" Han Zhan remembered that Jiang Bi was a girl who looked very slender. He said: "Some people look thin, but they are actually very energetic. This is not unusual."

"When you are discharged from the hospital, we will give her a good thank you. If Jiang Bi didn't help, you might be a fool."

"It's time to go and thank people."

The two spoke peacefully for a while, and they didn't talk about the quarrel last night, as if they didn't take the initiative to bring up the incident, that incident never happened. Han Zhan stayed in the hospital for two days, and when the fever subsided and almost recovered, he went home.

The day I went home was the twenty-sixth lunar month.

Song Ci went to a high-end fruit store to buy some fine fruits and sent them to Jiang Bi with Han Zhan. Song Ci rang the doorbell and waited a while before the door was opened from the inside.

Opening the door, Han Wangwang's eyes widened when he saw Song Ci outside the door. "Aunt Xiaobiao, why are you?"

Song Ci was even more surprised than Han Wangwang, "Wangwang, why are you at Jiang Bi's house?" Han Zhan, who was standing behind Song Ci, also asked Han Wangwang: "The New Year is coming, why haven't you returned to Sunshin?"

Han Wangwang explained: "I am on the plane tomorrow morning. Jiang Bi is my classmate. I will come to live with her tonight."

"Are you classmates?" Song Ci remembered Han Wangwang was a student of law school, "Jiang Bi was also a student of law school?"

"Ok."

At this time, Jiang Bi came over, she still dressed loosely and casually, with a cold expression. Seeing Han Wangwang and Song Ci had a chat, Jiang Bi asked Han Wangwang, "Do you know my neighbor upstairs?"

Han Wangwang nodded. She pointed to Han Zhan and told Jiang Bi: "This is my little cousin, and this big beauty is my little cousin."

Jiang Bi nodded, glanced at Han Zhan, and said, "Mr. Han, Mrs. Han, please come in."

The couple entered Jiang Bi's house carrying fruits.

Jiang Bi's house is a hard-covered room and a duplex floor, decorated in a light luxury style. Jiang Bi didn't talk much. After she greeted Song Ci and Han Zhan to sit down, and gave them a cup of tea, she had nothing to say.

Han Wangwang seemed to have regarded Jiang Bi’s house as his own. She sat on the carpet of Jiang Bi’s house, hugging Jiang Bi’s waist, leaning on Jiang Bi’s shoulder, and said to Song Ci: Okay, Aunt Xiaobiao, who are all neighbors. If there is anything delicious and delicious in the future, you have to remember my Xiao Jiangjiang."

Jiang Bi was called "Xiao Jiangjiang" by Lei Dao.

Han Zhan stared at Han Wangwang's sitting position, frowned displeasedly, and said, "You don't have any bones? You can't sit well. You always lie on people, what do they look like."

Being scolded by Han Zhan, Han Wangwang quickly sat upright.

Song Ci said to Jiang Bi, "Jiang Bi, thank you for that last time. If you need help in the future, please mention it." Song Ci took out his mobile phone and said to Jiang Bi: " Let’s add a WeChat so that neighbors can take care of it.”

Jiang Bi was still hesitating, so Han Wangwang took away Jiang Bi's phone and directly swept his friends with Song Ci. Returning the phone to Jiang Bi, Han Wangwang said to Jiang Bi: "If you have something to do, please ask my little cousin. My little cousin is not only beautiful but also kind."

Jiang Bi nodded, "Okay."

The two of them sat at Jiang Bi's house for a while and then returned to their home. After returning home, Song Ci said to Han Zhan: "Wangwang and Jiang Bi have a good relationship."

Han Zhan frowned, and he said, "Why do I feel that those two people are a little weird?" Han Zhan couldn't tell what was wrong.

Song Ci's brain was wide open, and she asked Han Zhan, "Does Wangwang like boys or girls?"

Han Zhan: "..."

He was scared into a cold sweat by Song Ci's question.

－－－－－－Off-topic －－－－－－

I saw someone saying that the female lead was originally using the male lead and was not qualified to fight the male lead.

But babies, Song Ci made use of the male lead clearly and frankly. But Han Zhan used Song Ci, but it was sneaky and shameless.