Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

Hearing Han Zhan's name from the mysterious boss's mouth was unexpected by Song Ci.

Song Ci's brain freezes for a few seconds.

After restarting the program, Song Ci boldly asked the man: "You know Han Zhan, who are you?"

"He is willing to tell you, you will naturally know who I am." The man stuffed the shell into Song Ci's palm, and dropped another sentence: "Say hello to Hoff for me, saying that Cecilio missed him very much. "After that, he left with two bodyguards.

Song Ci held the shell and fell into the ice cellar under the scorching sun in early spring.

As soon as he left, Long Yu strode over. "Madam, why are you walking so far alone?"

Long Yu stared at the few people away in front of him. He turned his head and asked Song Ci: "Madam knows them?"

Song Ci raised the shell in his hand without crying, and told Long Yu: "Long Yu, his wife was almost killed and thrown into the sea."

Long Yu's expression was slightly straight, and asked Song Ci: "Who is that person?"

"I don't know." Song Ci stuffed the shell into Long Yu's hand. She said, "But they know Han Zhan."

Long Yu narrowed his eyes and his face became more serious.

Song Ci pointed to the bulletin board ahead and asked Long Yu, "Do you know Italian?"

Long Yu stared at the sign, took a look, then shook his head and said, "I don't know. Wait, I have a friend who knows it."

Long Yu took out his mobile phone, took a picture of the bulletin board, and sent it to a WeChat friend.

After only waiting a few seconds, he responded to Long Yu's message to the convenience.

After reading the message, Long Yu put away his mobile phone and said to Song Ci: "Madam, that's a warning to'be careful of drowning.'"

Song Ci: ...

It's worthy of being a boss, and he doesn't change his face when lying.

He said this is his private beach, what about his face?

My face is as big as a footbath.

"Let's go, let's go back."

On the way back, Song Ci made up a "love, hatred, and hatred" script for Han Zhan and the man in his mind. Later, when he was tired of thinking, he slept on the plane crookedly.

Wake up again, the plane has entered China's airspace.

Song Ci went to the toilet and washed her face with cold water. She returned to her seat and fastened her seat belt.

The plane was bumpy and arrived at Wangdong City safely.

After going out for more than a month, I met such a terrible man in Palermo. It was not until both feet were stepped on Chinese soil that Song Ci felt at ease.

-

Shenghui Technology recently launched a new high-tech holographic gaming cabin, which was officially launched today.

When the Song Ci aircraft landed, Shenghui Technology was holding a product introduction conference.

After VR glasses went on the market that year, they caused a global sensation, but after so many years, technicians have been unable to overcome the problem of brain-computer interface.

The holographic game pod launched by Shenghui Technology today successfully broke through the'brain-computer interface' problem, making the computer directly connect with the brain, the brain can communicate instructions to the computer, and the computer can directly shield the human brain and the body. connection.

This product is a high-tech product developed by Shenghui Technology for eight years and only two years ago. It embodies the efforts of all the elite talents of Shenghui Technology.

In the past two years, the company's R&D personnel and leaders have repeatedly used and tested its performance countless times. After confirming that there were no problems, the company chose to officially launch it on April Fool's Day.

Shenghui Technology has cooperated with many game companies around the world. They have implanted many popular games on the market into the game cabin. As long as they have this game cabin, players can kill all parties in the game as if they are in the game.

Today is the day when the game pod is officially launched. Han Zhan will attend the product introduction conference and will show you how to use the game pod together with Li Li Beizhan.

After getting off the plane, Song Ci and Long Yu got in the car. She told Long Yu: "Send me to the Yulong Building."

"Good lady."

The launch of the holographic game pod will be simultaneously broadcast live on the webcast platform to facilitate netizens to better understand product information.

Song Ci opened the official live broadcast platform of Zeus International and saw that the technicians were excitedly introducing their new products. And the three of Han Zhan and the others are already lying in the game cabin. The big screen magnifies the subtle expressions of the three of Han Zhan. They are playing an online game called "The Way of Cultivation". I wonder if they encountered any disgusting and cruel fights. In the picture, Li Li's brows kept frowning, making him very uncomfortable.

The Northern War was no better, and his expression was equally painful.

Only Han Zhan, his face was always calm, his muscles did not move.

Li Li suddenly withdrew from the game. He sat up from the game cabin, looking uncomfortable, as if he was about to throw up.

A reporter stood up and interviewed Li Li: "Mr. Li, how do you feel now? Is the holographic game screen too realistic and makes you uncomfortable, or is the game cabin connected to your brain and makes you uncomfortable?"

Li Li smiled. He stared at the reporter and said, “When you play the game of Xiu Dao, remember to add the mosaic function to Warcraft. Really, they are so disgusting.”

Hearing this, everyone gave a kind smile.

But Li Li's words can be regarded as a side confirmation of the fidelity of this game cabin.

It took a long time before Han Zhan exited the game cabin. Li Li and Beizhan hurriedly asked him, "How do you feel?"

Han Zhan replied with two words: "Through killing."

Everyone is laughing again.

The host selected five lucky spectators on the spot to let them experience the fun of the game cabin on the spot. The five people chose different games. Some of them quit after a few minutes because the chosen game was too **** and violent, and some of them got stuck in the game because the screens of the chosen game were too sophisticated and charming, and were reluctant to return. real life.

At this time, Han Zhan picked up the microphone and introduced: “Games are just a flavoring agent. You must not indulge in games and do not extricate yourself. In order to prevent Internet addiction patients, we have specially set up an identity authentication function for the game cabin.”

"Minors under the age of 18 cannot use the game cabin for more than three hours a day. If the time limit is exceeded, all functions of the game cabin will be automatically shut down on that day, and the operation can be restarted after 24 hours. Those over 18 Adults should not use it for more than five hours at a time, and they will automatically exit and close the game cabin forcibly."

Han Zhan's face was stern, staring at the camera, his expression was very serious, like the dean of the school. He said earnestly: "After all, minors have to study and listen to their mothers. Adults have to eat and work hard, right?"

"Yes." Everyone couldn't help but laugh again.

At this time, someone raised their hand and asked: "According to President Han, the game cabin must be authenticated by real name. Then I would like to ask President Han, is this game cabin the denial master?"

"It does recognize the master." When Han Zhan spoke, the product introduction explanation appeared on the big screen behind him. Han Zhan said: "Every customer must leave their identity information when they buy a game pod. Our company's programmers will personally authenticate each customer and turn on the facial recognition function."

"However, considering the player's purchasing power, we thoughtfully set up three family numbers for the game pod. That is to say, after the player's approval, the player can authorize the use of the game pod to three other relatives. Of course, relatives also need identity verification."

...

"The first-generation holographic game pod, we named it the'Companion Generation'. Tonight, the Companion Generation will be officially launched on the official Zeus International website. The first batch of 1,000 units is pre-sold at a price of 200,000. The pre-sale models are all tailor-made models, and the player’s name will be engraved on the fuselage, as well as our chief engineer’s autograph. The price of 200,000 yuan is expensive, but it makes sense."

As soon as the 200,000 report came out, Song Ci saw that people all over the screen were calling Han Zhan a capital dog.

Song Ci chose to block scrolling messages. She directly bought a cruise ship worth 10,000 yuan to the live broadcast platform, and left a message saying--

[Thank you to save one for the boss, okay? 】

Li Li was watching the real-time messages of the audience on the live broadcast platform. Seeing a cruise ship drifting by, Li Li stared at the messages on the cruise ship and laughed. He looked up at Han Zhan and jokingly said, "Boss Han, your boss asked you to keep her a companion for a generation."

Hearing this, Han Zhan looked at the live camera, his face that had been stern and stern, suddenly a gentle and moving smile burst out. He said: "I am all yours, what do you want I will not give you?"

On the live broadcast platform, countless people are frantically swiping the screen——

[Ahhhh, President Han abuses dogs online! 】

[The president smiled wildly and said: Woman, I am all yours, are you still not satisfied? 】

[Song Ci, what kind of **** luck is this, marrying such a handsome, rich, handsome and capable guy! 】

When Song Ci heard Han Zhan's words, he smiled so much that the corners of his mouth were full of grin.

There was no way to repay Han Zhan's favor, so Song Ci had to smash the cruise ship madly, smashing ten of them in one go, and then she gave up.

-

At eight o'clock in the evening, the holographic game cabin will be officially listed on the official Zeus International website. As Han Zhan said, the first batch really only sold 1,000 sets, and the price was as high as 200,000 yuan.

This is money-burning stuff that local tyrants can afford.

But despite the high price, the product was snapped up and ordered by local tyrants in less than one minute after it was put on the shelves.

Li Li looked at the real-time sales data in the background and confirmed that the product was out of stock in less than a minute. He curled his lips and smiled, folded his arms and said to Han Zhan beside him: "It was a beautiful job. The product was sold out in less than forty seconds. The first pre-sale tonight is the first in the holographic game cabin. war."

Han Zhan is also very satisfied with this result.

Beizhan added: "Our product has been tested and used by technicians thousands of times. Its performance is beyond doubt. I believe that within a week, we will receive feedback and comments from players. By then, With rave reviews, coupled with the flattery of tap water, the second pre-sale afterwards will definitely have better results."

"According to this marketing strategy, before the product is officially launched next year, its popularity will surely start all over the world. At that time, we will lower the price of the product and put it into the market, and it will surely enter thousands of households."

"Shenghui Technology will usher in its true prosperity."

Li Li nodded and agreed with the views of the Northern War.

"As for the price..." Li Li consulted Han Zhan, "Mr. Han, how much do you think the price is more appropriate?"

Han Zhan said, “I’ll talk about it again, I’ll go now.” Before leaving, Han Zhan looked towards the Northern Warfare again and said, “Call the person in charge of Shenghui and ask him to send a game to my house. Go to the cabin, your boss’s game skills are not good, but the interest is very strong."

Bei Zhan smiled, and said to Li Li, "Where is the lady boss? This is the little ancestor."

Li Li was reading a text message. After reading it, he put away his phone, looked up to Beizhan and said, "My little ancestor wants to eat hot pot tonight, and I am leaving."

The northern war heart is cold.

He took out his cell phone and sent a text message to his wife who was traveling abroad: [They all have wives hurt. 】A sentence composed of just seven words, concise and concise, fully expresses the envy of the Northern War against other couples and the grievances towards his own wife.

Hanqing took the time to comfort her baby and said: "Hey, wait for me to come back and take you to surf. The watch you saw last time has arrived. I have already picked it up. I will give it to you when I return. 】

The Northern Warfare fell into deep sorrow, 【You don't love me, you just greet my body. 】

Chilling feelings: [Points to force your face, don't speak with conscience. 】

Beizhan turned off the phone angrily, stopped working overtime, went home and hugged his daughter out for a big meal.

-

Han Zhan walked to the underground garage and saw his wife boss beside his car.

The proprietress has no makeup today, she has no makeup, and she is wearing a pink and tender mink fur skirt, which just covers her ass. She stepped on knee-high boots and leaned against the front of the car, with a concave and charming look.

Han Zhan stopped and glanced at her from a distance before approaching her with a smile. "What kind of medicine did you take today? Why is it so nasty?"

Song Ci lowered her head and took out a signature pen from her bag. She held the signature pen and said to Han Zhan: "Mr. Han, I'm an actor by my size now, should you ask me for an autograph?"

Han Zhan stretched out the palm of his left hand cooperatively, "Come on, please sign Song Da Mingxing for me." Song Ci squeezed Han Zhan's fingers with his left hand, placed his right hand in his left palm, and wrote'Song Ci' a few times. name.

Han Zhan stared at the two words, and suddenly said, "This artistic signature is not cool enough, and I have to practice it again."

Song Ci curled his mouth and put the pen away.

Han Zhan suddenly approached Song Ci, pressing her between his chest and the body. Lowering his head, Han Zhan lightly sniffed Song Ci’s neck and smelled a faint fragrance. Han Zhan said, "Porcelain treasure, you sprayed perfume."

Song Ci generously admitted, "Yes, of course you have to spray perfume to see your boyfriend."

Han Zhan corrected her: "It's her husband."

"boyfriend."

Han Zhan was too lazy to quarrel with her anymore, dragged Song Ci into the car directly, turned off the lights, and pressed her on the car seat to beg.

At 8 o'clock in the night, many employees in the building were still working overtime, and there were many cars parked in the underground garage. Han Zhan has an exclusive parking space, which is still some distance away from the employee parking space. Nevertheless, Song Ci is still worried that someone will come to the garage suddenly after get off work. She is very nervous, and when she is nervous, she feels even more exciting.

When he reached the peak, Han Zhan's palm slammed against the car window, and a sweat-stained palm print was made where his palm fell.

...

The co-pilot had been put down, and Song Ci lay on it exhaustedly. She looked at Han Zhan sipping water and suddenly said, "Han Zhan, my menstruation has been delayed for seven days and I haven't come."

Han Zhan choked water in his throat.

Close the lid of the thermos cup and put the cup into the cup holder of the central armrest. Han Zhan lowered his head and looked deeply at the sweaty Song Ci, and asked in a dumb voice, "Are you sure?"

Song Ci nodded, "I'm sure."

Han Zhan's heart trembled at the thought of the excited sprint a few minutes ago. "Why didn't you say it earlier?"

Song Ci was silent for a while, and then said, "I'm afraid I will be happy for a while." Song Ci held Han Zhan's hand and found that Han Zhan's hand was a little cold. "Han Zhan, accompany me to the drugstore."

"...it is good."

When Han Zhan drove, his thin lips pressed tightly without saying a word, his expression was particularly solemn.

Song Ci couldn't help touching her lower abdomen, her heartbeat was a little fast.

When he arrived at the pharmacy, Han Zhan found a parking space and parked his car. He was about to ask Song Ci to get off the car together. He turned his head and found that Song Ci was asleep.

Her clothes are a little messy, and her hands are still on her belly when she falls asleep. Han Zhan picked up the suit jacket on the back seat and put it on Song Ci, got out of the car alone, and quickly walked into the drugstore.

The pharmacy is about to close, and several female shop assistants in white gowns are mopping the floor. Seeing Han Zhan walk in, the manager walked towards him with a smile and asked, "Sir, what medicine do you need to buy?"

Han Zhan stared at the rows of shelves, and when he spoke, his voice tightened: "Is there a pregnancy test stick?"

A kind smile appeared on the manager's face. "Some sir, here."

Han Zhan followed the manager and walked to the row of shelves displaying pregnancy test sticks. He looked at the pregnancy test sticks packaged by different brands, but he was also confused. "You can pick a few for me. Be accurate."

"Sir, our products are generally okay." The manager asked Han Zhan: "Sir, how many do you want?"

Han Zhan: "Five."

"Ok."

The manager chose five pregnancy test sticks for Han Zhan, all of which are the most expensive.

Han Zhan returned to the car with a bag of pregnancy test sticks, while Song Ci was still asleep. Han Zhan heard from Li Li that Su Beibei became especially lethargic after she was pregnant, and she slept in the morning and in the afternoon, and also at night.

Han Zhan stared at Song Ci's slapped face, thinking that this woman might have her own child in her belly, and her heart beats out of control.

He took another sip of warm water and drove home when he calmed down.

When he got downstairs, Han Zhan had to wake Song Ci.

Song Ci sat up and rubbed her eyes. She was about to get out of the car but was stopped by Han Zhan. "Ah." Han Zhan pointed at Song Ci's legs and said, "You forgot to wear a skirt." She was wearing only a pair of warm leggings.

Song Ci's face went red.

She was busy finding the skirt to put on, and then got out of the car.

After entering the elevator, Song Ci found a pack of pregnancy test sticks in her hand, and she complained: "Brother Han, you were slaughtered. It is enough to buy two."

Taking away the packaging bag in Han Zhan's hand, Song Ci opened the invoice and laughed at the price. "Two hundred for five pregnancy test sticks?"

Song Ci was convinced.

Han Zhan subconsciously said, "The drug seller said it was imported."

"It doesn't matter whether it is imported or domestic, the principle is the same." Song Ci looked up at Han Zhan's serious appearance, imagined some scenes, and couldn't help but laugh at Han Zhan: "Brother Han, is it right? You have to use imported ones for drinking and wearing?"

Han Zhan shook his head, "No, the domestic milk powder that I drank when I was a child, do you think I am worse than a foreigner in terms of IQ?" Han Mulan went to school when Han Zhan was born, and Han Zhan drank it when he was a child. It was domestic milk powder, which was white and fat at that time.

Han Zhan is not superstitious about imported goods, but his brain cells are not enough tonight. He listens to what others say.

Back home, Song Ci took off her high heels, Han Zhan stared at her high heels, and said, "Isn't you allowed to wear high heels if you are pregnant?"

"Usually this is the case, unless the circumstances are special. Look at those celebrities, attending events, don't you still wear high heels? Anyway, it is always right to pay more attention." Song Ci wears high heels because there is no flat bottom in the suitcase. shoe.

Song Ci's menstrual period has always been very punctual, this time the menstruation was delayed for seven days, and in all likelihood, he was really pregnant. When Han Zhan heard her say this, he said: "Then don't wear it anymore."

"But I like beautiful shoes." High heels are generally better than flat shoes.

Han Zhan said again: "Then I will buy you flat shoes with diamonds."

"Row."

Song Ci came out of the shower and saw Han Zhan sitting by the bed, watching carefully with a pregnancy test stick in his hand.

Song Ci walked over and sat down next to Han Zhan, and asked him, "What is there to study about?"

Han Zhan told Song Ci: "The instructions say that it is best to test in the morning, and the test is the most accurate at that time."

"Then I will check again tomorrow morning."

"it is good."

Xu was a little excited. Han Zhan couldn't sleep at night. He went downstairs to work out for two hours in the middle of the night. Then I got tired, took a shower, went to bed and fell asleep.

When sleeping, Song Ci likes to close all the curtains on the floor-to-ceiling window. The curtains have excellent shading properties. When the curtains are closed, day is like night. Han Zhan opened his eyes and stared at the dark room, thinking it was still dark.

He looked at the phone, and when it was eight o'clock, Han Zhan sat up immediately.

He opened the curtains, and the dazzling sunlight suddenly poured onto the wooden floor of the master bedroom.

Han Zhan was a little surprised. He overslept. What is strange is that the phone never rings.

Thinking of being late, I simply stopped going to work in the morning. Han Zhan picked up the phone and sent a message to the assistant, informing him that he would not go to work today.

Putting down the phone, Han Zhan noticed a beautiful box on the bedside table.

He remembered that this box was a Song porcelain dress box because it had the logo of Li Yao clothing brand.

There is a note on the box, and Song Ci’s thin pen writing on the paper says--

[Brother Han, I went to Song Fei's house. I won't go home for dinner at noon. Remember to open the box. There is a surprise in it. 】

Han Zhan vaguely guessed the reason why this box appeared on the bedside table. He took a breath and opened the lid with both hands.

Inside the box, there are five pregnancy test sticks neatly and flat, each with two purple-red horizontal lines.

According to the instructions, the two purple-red horizontal lines represent early pregnancy.

Han Zhan closed the box abruptly.

He calmly went downstairs, calmly walked into the kitchen, calmly opened the refrigerator, poured a glass of ice water into the glass, and then calmly drank a full glass of ice water in one mouthful.

Han Zhan's noisy mind finally calmed down in that glass of ice water.

He sat on the sofa and did not speak for a long time.

The door of the house was suddenly opened, Han Zhan turned his head and looked over and saw that Aunt Zhang, who was doing the cleaning, came to clean.

"Mr. Han, are you resting at home today?" Seeing Han Zhan, Aunt Zhang was a little cautious, and her attitude was respectful.

Han Zhan nodded and suddenly said, "I'm going to be a father."

Obviously, he was sharing the joy of seeing, but Han Zhan's handsome face was still serious.

Aunt Zhang was stunned. After understanding what Mr. Han meant, Aunt Zhang laughed happily.

Aunt Zhang hurried to congratulate Han Zhan, "Oh, Mr. Han, that's a great event, congratulations!"

Han Zhan nodded solemnly. "Well, thank you."

Aunt Zhang thinks that Mr. Han is really a person who is indifferent to emotions and anger, and he is not easy to get along with. Mrs. Han is more kind. Aunt Zhang didn't dare to talk to Han Zhan, so she immersed herself in work.

After cleaning up for an hour, Aunt Zhang was about to leave.

At this moment, Han Zhan suddenly stopped her and walked towards Aunt Zhang with a thick red envelope. "Aunt Zhang, I am really happy to add a newbie at home. You accept this red envelope. Thank you for your blessing."

Aunt Zhang caught the red envelope without hesitation this time.

Holding the red envelope, Aunt Zhang said to Han Zhan: "The child in Mrs.'s belly must be a healthy, smart and lively good baby. He will come to this happy home in peace and will become a good person like Mr. Han in the future."

Aunt Zhang's mouth was like smearing honey, and every word was said to Han Zhan's heart.

Han Zhan nodded, and said, "Then you will be honored."

After sending Aunt Zhang away, Han Zhan returned to the room and placed the five pregnancy test sticks on the bedside table neatly. Then they photographed them and sent them to grandpa on WeChat.

-

Han Aoyu sat in the yard basking in the sun.

Recently, his drowsiness at night has become less and less, but his drowsiness has gradually increased during the day. When the weather is good, you feel sleepy in the sun. The phone by the table rang a few times, and Han Aoyu's eyelids trembled when he heard that it was a WeChat voice, and then opened his eyes.

He picked up the phone, unlocked it with his fingerprint, opened the phone and saw that Han Zhan had sent a picture.

Han Aoyu calmly picked up the reading glasses on the tea table and slowly put them on. Then he opened the picture and looked closer.

What is this?

Han Aoyu, an 80-year-old man, how can he recognize pregnancy test sticks! He yelled into the room: "No regrets, come and show me what Zhan Zhan sent."

Zhong Buhui is cooking lunch.

He peeled the loofah and cut it into thin strips, threw it into a large bowl, sprinkled with a pinch of salt, rubbed the salt and the loofah strips with his fingers to taste, and planned to make a garlic loofah.

Suddenly hearing Han Aoyu's shout, Zhong Bugui took off his disposable kitchen gloves and strode from the kitchen to the garden. "Where, let me see."

Han Aoyu handed the phone to Zhong Buhui.

Zhong Buhui glanced at it casually, and said, "This thing looks like the kind of temperature detector used by a child, let me zoom in and take a look."

Zhong Buhui zoomed in on the picture and saw two bars on every thing. There was a slight change in his expression.

Zhong Buhui glanced at the confused old man, blinked again, and said, "This seems to be..." The pregnancy test stick!

Fearing that he had made a mistake, Zhong Bugui said half of his words and suddenly stopped.

Han Aoyu was a little impatient. He urged Zhong Buhui and asked him: "What is it! Finished!"

Afraid of being empty and happy, Zhong Buhui said again: "Master, don't worry, wait for me to check it out with my phone!"

Although Zhong Buhui has never used this thing, he has also heard of it. He has watched a TV before, and the heroine in it seems to have used this.

Zhong Buhui opened Baidu and searched for pregnancy test sticks.

The picture that pops up on the browser is exactly the same as the picture in his hand, with two bars.

Confirming that he was not mistaken, Zhong Buhui was overjoyed, he smiled and patted his thigh. The movement scared Han Aoyu.

"Why are you so excited?" Han Aoyu gave Zhong Buhui a white look, and educate him earnestly: "No regrets, you are all at the age of being a grandfather, and you are not stable yet."

"Father, great joy!" Zhong Buhui bent over, handed the phone to the old man, pointed at the picture above, and said with a smile: "Master, this is a pregnancy test stick, look, every stick There are two bars on it, this is pregnant! Father, please call and ask if Zhan Zhan Song is pregnant!"

Han Aoyu's eyes widened. "Pregnant?" He was dozed off and immediately awake.

Han Aoyu stood up and took away the phone from Zhong Buhui's palm. He looked at the picture carefully again wearing reading glasses, and the more he looked at it, the happier he became. "It's all two bars, so yes!"

Han Aoyu hurriedly sent a WeChat video to Han Zhan.

After sending the picture, Han Zhan took his mobile phone and sat on the sofa, drinking tea and watching TV.

Hearing the sound of the WeChat video, Han Zhan looked at his watch, and said to his heart: "My father is not at this speed. The video was sent a few minutes later than he expected.

Han Zhan connected the video, and Han Aoyu's face appeared on the screen.

The old man leaned in front of the camera and just about to speak, he heard Han Zhan say: "Grandpa, your video is a little slow. I thought you would be eager to call and ask if you see the picture."

Han Aoyu's face was rarely embarrassed. He said in a low voice and vaguely: "I don't know the pregnancy test stick..."

Han Zhan: "..."

Han Aoyu stared at Han Zhan, did not see Song Ci's figure, and said: "Song girl is not at home?" If Song girl is at home, she would definitely come over and call grandpa sweetly when she heard him play the video.

Han Zhan nodded, "Song Ci went to play at her sister's house."

Hmm, Han Aoyu cautiously Han Zhan: "Zhan Zhan, is Song girl really pregnant?"

"Yeah." Han Zhan stared at his grandfather's old face, feeling a little sad. The old man’s body is not as good as the day. Last year, Han Aoyu, who was able to go to the fields to grow the land, declined rapidly this year, like an old towering tree. In just one winter, it lost its leaves and gradually withered the trunk.

"Grandpa, you must take care of yourself, live a few more years, and grow up with your great grandson. It's best to watch him go to kindergarten again and get 100 points in the exam. It doesn't matter if you don't get 100 points. A passing score is fine."

Hearing this, Han Aoyu's eyes gradually showed a hazy mist.

He rubbed his eyes and nodded with a smile, "That's for sure, I have to take a few photos with my great grandson."

"Well, grandpa must do what he says."

"Okay, take some time, and bring girl Song over to live for a few days. After a while, she will start to have morning sickness, and she can't eat anything at that time. You bring her to me, and grandpa will treat her with delicious and delicious food. ."

Han Aoyu felt a little distressed at the thought that such edible Song Ci was about to enter the **** mode of eating and vomiting because of pregnancy. Therefore, he planned to make some more delicious meals for Song Ci before he had any morning sickness.

Han Zhan endured a smile and nodded.

After hanging up the video, Han Zhan got up and left home to go to Yan Jiang's house.

When he arrived at Yan Jiang's house, it happened to be a meal. Knowing that Song Ci was pregnant, Song Fei specially made chicken soup for her.

Han Zhan did not call before coming, and Song Fei did not cook his meal.

As soon as Han Zhan sat down, Song Fei took out a box of quick-frozen dumplings from the refrigerator, threw it on the table in front of Han Zhan, and said, "Cook it yourself."

Han Zhan didn't dislike it, so he took dumplings and went to the kitchen.

After the meal, Song Fei and Song Ci discussed the child's name and whose surname. Song Fei asked Song Ci: "How many children do you plan to have?"

Song Ci replied without hesitation: "Two."

She and Song Fei grew up noisily, and although they disliked each other, they also took care of each other. Song Ci, who has experienced the affection of sisters, hopes that his children can also be accompanied by a sibling.

Song Fei nodded. She said, "The first child will be named Han Zhan, and the second child will be named yours. The incense of our old Song family cannot be broken."

Song Ci was shocked. "Song Fei, do you still care about this? Does the old Song family have hundreds of millions of fortunes to inherit, or do they have a crown to inherit?"

Song Fei: "Does their Han family have hundreds of millions of fortunes..." Halfway through the conversation, Song Fei suddenly closed his mouth thinking about Han Zhan's worth. "In short, our old Song family's incense cannot be broken."

Song Ci couldn't laugh or cry, "Yes, the second child's name is Song."

When returning home, Song Ci asked Han Zhan: "Do you mind if the child has my last name?"

"What's wrong with this? Anyway, they are all our children. Am I surnamed Han with my mother?" Han Zhan glanced at Song Ci deeply and said, "As long as the child has our blood, the surname is Han or Song. It's ok."

"Then Grandpa would mind?"

Han Zhan said that he would be struck by thunder. He said, "When you give birth to a second child, my grandfather and his old man can't take care of him." At that time, the grass on the head of the old man's grave was two meters high.

Song Ci: "..."

"By the way, my grandfather asked me to take you back to the Mid-Levels villa for a period of time. He said that you will start morning sickness in a while. Before the morning sickness reaction, he wants to make good food for you every day and let you eat. Have fun."

Song Ci's expression changed slightly, she was resisting in her heart, but she was reluctant to reject the old man's heart, so she nodded and agreed. "Then go live for a while. If you eat, you will become fat. Anyway, if you have morning sickness for a period of time, you will lose weight again."

Song Ci broke the jar.

"That's OK."

When he got home, Song Ci went to brush his teeth, while Han Zhan packed his clothes alone, and planned to take Song Ci to his grandfather's house for a short stay tomorrow.

Song Ci's suitcase on his return home yesterday has not been sorted out. Han Zhan opened the suitcase and took out the clothes and hung them in the cabinet.

After taking out all the clothes, Han Zhan found a fan-shaped light blue shell on the bottom of the box.

Han Zhan thought that the shell was pretty, so he put the shell on the black bogu shelf in the bedroom.

After Song Ci came out of the bathroom after brushing her teeth, she narrowed her eyes when she saw the shell.

"Go and lie down, I'll pack things up." Han Zhan put the clothes that he needed to wear into his suitcase one by one, without noticing how tangled Song Ci's expression was.

Song Ci walked to the Bogu shelf, she staggered to remove the shell, thinking of the mysterious big man she met in Palermo, a wave of anxiety enveloped Song Ci's heart.

Han Zhan closed the suitcase zipper and looked up and saw Song Ci holding the shell, as if in a daze.

Han Zhan smiled and asked her: "What are you thinking about? You bought the shells? They look pretty."

"Han Zhan, I have to tell you something." Song Ci decided to tell Han Zhan the appearance of that person.

Han Zhan raised his brows and stood up. He took the shells in Song Ci's hands and walked to the French window.

With his back against the French window, Han Zhan looked down at Song Ci and asked her, "What are you going to tell me?"

Unsure of what Song Ci was going to say, Han Zhan began to think wildly.

Song Ci walked to Han Zhan, pointed to the shell in his hand, and told him: "This shell in your hand was given to me by a man on the day I stayed in Palermo."

Han Zhan's expression changed slightly.

Is Song Ci's admirer again? Why is there always someone trying to pry him into the corner?

Han Zhan squinted his eyes, and asked in a warm voice, "Someone hit you up? Did you give this to you?" Han Zhan threw the shell, and accidentally dropped the shell to the ground, missing a corner.

Han Zhan didn't apologize sincerely: "I'm sorry, I broke the token of affection given to you by your suitor." The very insincere apology sounded perfunctory and acidic.

Song Ci shook his head. "Not a suitor, but a neurotic."

Looking at Han Zhan's face, Song Ci tentatively asked, "Han Zhan, do you know Cecilio?"

Han Zhan's pupils suddenly shrank into two small black dots!

"Who are you talking about?" Han Zhan's voice was cold and stiff.