Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

After three days of hesitation, Du Xueyan finally bowed her head to reality.

She signed a contract with Gu Shengyao, broke up with Han Zhan, and got a sum of money for her mother to change her kidney. But less than half a year after the kidney change, the mother finally passed away because of a strong physical rejection.

Thinking of all that time, Du Xueyan suddenly red eyes.

She was wronged and unwilling.

She hated the manipulation of fate and also hated Han Zhan's concealment.

In the ear, Gu Shengyao was still stimulating her: "Xueyan, if he really loves you, he would have explained his family to you clearly. Han Zhan may have loved you, but his love for you has always been All have reservations."

"He is not as good as me!" After speaking, Gu Shengyao kissed Du Xueyan.

No one knew that Gu Shengyao was not only Du Xueyan's agent, but also her only bed partner.

He wants to go with her, she only goes with him.

In the locker room, Du Xueyan, who was emotionally broken, grabbed Gu Shengyao's hair and vented all his hatreds and grievances on Gu Shengyao.

Gu Shengyao's indifferent eyes disappeared, and they were replaced by a ruthless look.

He wanted Han Zhan to be cruel to Du Xueyan.

Han Zhan is cruel, and Du Xueyan will know his gentleness.

-

After Song Ci was hospitalized, the doctor forbade her to eat anymore, relying on nutrient solution and vitamin B1 to protect her baby every day. After Han Zhanyi arrived at Wangjiangshan Airport, he hurried to the hospital.

When he arrived, Song Ci happened to go to the B-ultrasound room for an examination.

Han Zhan and the other family members sat on the bench and waited patiently. After only waiting for a few minutes, Song Ci walked out with a report.

Only a few days after morning sickness started, Song Ci had lost a lot of weight, and all the meat she had raised before was gone.

Han Zhan looked at the emaciated Song Ci, feeling particularly uneasy.

Once out of the B-ultrasound room, Song Ci was a little happy to see Han Zhan. For some reason, the eyes suddenly turned red.

Han Zhan knew that she had been wronged by hard work, so he walked up and gently held Song Ci's hand. "Porcelain treasure, I'm back."

Song Ci stopped tears, and then smiled and handed the B-ultrasound to Han Zhan, "Let me show you, your child."

Han Zhan took Song Ci back to the ward first, let Song Ci lie down first, then he sat down on the sofa, opened the report sheet and looked at it.

The child has just been less than two months old, and there is no place for the child in the B-scan.

After reading the inspection report, Han Zhan saw that it was 7 weeks+ of pregnancy, a gestational sac echo was seen in the uterine cavity, and the heart tube beat was not heard yet.

Han Zhan frowned and asked, "Why can't I hear the heartbeat?"

Song Ci told Han Zhan: "The doctor who examined me said that I have to observe for a few days. Some gestational sacs are implanted late and may have to wait to hear the heartbeat."

Han Zhan was relieved, "Then we will wait."

Song Ci was hospitalized for four days and had a babysitting, but the morning sickness reaction was not so serious. She went through the discharge procedures, and when she was discharged, the doctor told her to remember to review the fetal heart rate a week later.

Song Ci kept the doctor's advice in mind and tried to eat only light foods after returning home.

Father Han took a lot of thought and changed his tricks to make some light and nutritious food for Song Ci. He is old and has nothing to do. It is also a pleasure to take care of his grandson and daughter-in-law.

Song Ci was accompanied by Old Man Han, and it was very interesting to hear him talk about the interesting stories of meeting and loving his grandmother when he was young, and the experiences he encountered in the army.

On the fourth day when Song Ci returned home, the old lady of the Cheng family passed away.

In the morning, three electronic salutes fired, awakening Song Ci.

Song Ci woke up from the bed and saw Han Zhan standing by the window, staring in the direction of the Cheng family in a trance.

"Ms. Cheng is gone?" Song Ci asked.

Han Zhan said, he turned around and took a telescope from his bookshelf wall and handed it to Song Ci. "Look at it."

Holding the binoculars, Song Ci saw many people standing at the door of Cheng's house, all dressed in linen and filial piety, and looked solemn.

"Huh?" Song Ci stared at a dark shadow in the crowd, and said in surprise: "Cheng Ziang returned to China?"

Han Zhan exploded as soon as he heard the name Cheng Ziang.

He took away the telescope and clearly saw Cheng Ziang's appearance. Not seen for a few months, Cheng Ziang's temperament has accumulated a lot, looking introverted and low-key, the arrogance and publicity of the past has disappeared between his eyebrows.

It seems that Han Wangwang beat him up badly.

"I heard that Cheng Yanmo found him a good doctor, and that thing didn't die as necrosis as it did in his previous life. It's a pity."

Wangwang dogs are still not ruthless enough.

Song Ci took back the binoculars and looked at it and said, "I remember that in my previous life, the person who played Cheng Ziang was also a woman. I heard that Cheng Ziang fell in love with a girl surnamed Han in Sunshine City, and mistakenly thought that she was a good vegetable bun. She gave her medicine and brought her to the hotel. But the girl’s college roommate noticed something was wrong, so she went to the hotel, beat Cheng Ziang to death, and took his cell phone."

"When Cheng Ziang was discovered by the hotel staff, it was already the next day. Because Cheng Ziang missed the best treatment time, it ended in an inhumane end."

"Afterwards, Cheng Yanmo wanted to ask Cheng Ziang for an explanation, but found that the girl turned out to be the precious daughter of a rich and powerful family in Sunshine City. Therefore, Cheng Ziang was beaten and the Cheng family could only swallow."

While speaking, Song Ci saw Su Huanyan, she was getting out of the car.

After marriage, Su Huanyan seemed to have some changes from before marriage. It was a transformation from a girl to a young woman.

Su Huanyan was wearing a black tunic short skirt. The weather was still cool, and she wore a thin black stocking under the skirt. The black high-heeled shoes make her tall and slender, with an elegant and gentle temperament.

The wedding of Su Huanyan and Cheng Yanmo was very grand, and Song Ci and Han Zhan also attended. At the wedding, Su Huanyan wore a Su embroidered cheongsam with black hair, amazed the guests at the table.

Su Huanyan and Cheng Yanmo are a business marriage, and they have no emotional foundation, and they live as guests after marriage. Song Ci doesn't understand the meaning of such a life, but everyone has their own choices, and she can't point out other people's lives.

"Don't watch it."

Han Zhan closed the window, took away the binoculars in Song Ci's hand, and asked her, "Are you going to sleep a little longer or go downstairs with me?"

"Don't sleep."

Grandpa's house is far away from the company. Han Zhan didn't have time to exercise in the morning, so he could only take time to work out in the company's gym at noon.

After having breakfast with Grandpa and Song Ci, Han Zhan went to work.

After breakfast, Han Aoyu told Song Ci: "I have to go to Cheng's house. That old woman and your grandmother used to have a very close relationship. I'll go and see."

As soon as Song Ci wanted to go with him, Han Aoyu said: "You are pregnant, don't go to Cheng's house, just wait for me at home."

"...it is good."

Song Ci lazily read the book for a long time at home. Father Cheng came home at noon and said, "That wife Cheng Yanmo is pregnant."

"Huh? Su Huanyan is pregnant?"

"It seems to be called by this name." The old man sat down, drank a cup of tea, felt a little hot, and took off his coat. He said to Song Ci, "When she was guarding the spirit, the girl suddenly covered her mouth and ran away. She vomited before she even reached the toilet."

"Fortunately there was a trash can, otherwise..."

The old man shook his head gleefully. He stared at Song Ci's belly and said, "Our children must be born before the Chengs, and they must be older brothers and sisters."

Song Ci felt that this was inexplicably familiar.

These words are very similar to Song Fei's speaking style.

Three days later, Mrs. Cheng was cremated and buried next to her tomb.

In the afternoon, Song Ci felt that she was in good spirits, so she put on comfortable sports shoes and went for a walk.

When she walked under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree that Han Zhan had climbed last time, Song Ci was a little tired. She stopped and rested, only to see a person standing behind the sweet-scented osmanthus tree.

Song Ci saw the light blue corner of the man.

"Who is where?" Song Ci frowned warily.

The man stepped out from behind the tree.

The man was wearing a light blue shirt. The shirt was pierced into the long white group. What Song Ci just saw was the bow of the shirt on the woman's chest.

"Miss Su?" Song Ci called out Miss Su, only to realize that she should change her tune, "I should call you Mrs. Cheng."

Su Huanyan curled her lips and smiled, and she said, "Are you 23 this year? I'm 25 years old. You can make me happy."

Song Ci changed her mouth: "Huan Yan."

Noting that Su Huanyan was wearing a pair of white flat shoes today, Song Ci smiled and said, "Really pregnant?"

"How do you know?" Su Huanyan was a little surprised, "This matter hasn't been made public yet."

Song Ci said, "My grandfather said it." Pointing to the mid-levels villa in the distance, Song Ci said, "That is my grandpa's house. The morning the old lady died, my grandpa went to your house to offer condolences."

"So that's it." Su Huanyan also read Weibo, and saw Song Ci's pregnancy a few days ago. Su Huanyan asked Song Ci: "Walk together?"

"Okay."

There was a Qingshui River at the bottom of the mountain, and the two of them came to the river when they walked and talked.

There was a big smooth rock by the river, and Song Ci sat down on the rock, not too dirty. Seeing her so casual, Su Huanyan hesitated a little, and then sat down on the rock.

Su Huanyan thought of a novel about Han Zhan and Song Ci that he had seen a few days ago, and asked Song Ci: "Song Ci, you graduated from Civil Aviation University? I heard that you and Han are always at Zeus Airlines interviews. Yes, did you apply for a pilot?"

Song Ci touched her nose embarrassedly, and asked her, "How did you know?"

"Don't you know? The details of your acquaintance and love with President Han were written as serial novels and serialized on the forum."

Song Ci: "..."

The person who wrote the novel must be an employee of Zeus Airlines and someone close to Han Zhan, otherwise he would not know the details of the interview day.

Su Beibei's shadow suddenly flashed in Song Ci's mind.

It's definitely her!

Beizhan was the interviewer on the day of the interview. He had a very strong relationship with Li Li. Those things would be conveyed to Su Beibei through Li Li's dictation, and he could easily write an article "The Domineering President Loves Me"!

"It seems that the novels are all true!" Su Huanyan felt quite magical. She said: "I thought that this kind of domineering president falling in love with beautiful pilots only exists in novels."

"You also read novels?" Song Ci was surprised. She felt that Su Huanyan, a gentle and elegant Jiangnan beauty, should read classic literature.

Su Huanyan smiled. She said, "Do you know what major I studied in college?"

Song Ci tilted his head and showed a confused look.

Su Huanyan said: "I studied harp at the Conservatory of Milan, Italy, and I also specialized in electronic music, and I also did some electronic dance music with others."

"When I was in Italy, I was also the kind of girl who wore cropped shorts and curly hair with heavy makeup."

Song Ci was surprised. "You? Wearing shorts and shorts?" Song Ci felt at odds and couldn't imagine what Su Huanyan looked like at that time.

Su Huanyan shook her head and laughed. She said, "Who didn't show up when she was rebellious?"

Also a music lover, Song Ci has a deeper affinity for Su Huanyan. "Are you studying in Italy?"

"Ok."

Thinking of Cecilio's neurosis, Song Ci has no affection for Italy. "What do you think of Italy?"

"Yes, the capital of fashion, the capital of romance."

"Then what do you think of Italian men?"

Su Huanyan squinted her eyes, her smile gradually disappeared. "That's it."

Song Ci nodded and said, "Much neurotic."

Su Huanyan even agreed with Song Ci's evaluation, "Yes, it's neurotic."

Song Ci's phone rang suddenly.

Seeing that it was Han Aoyu, she said to Su Huanyan: "Grandpa called me to urge me, maybe it's going to have dinner, shall we go back?"

"it is good."

-

On the second day, Zhong Buhui drove Song Ci and Han Aoyu to the Women's and Children's Hospital together.

Song Ci went for an examination, and Han Aoyu sat in the waiting hall, teasing the children. He looked at the appearance of these children running around the room with their little butts pouting, and he remembered when Han Zhan was over a year old.

When Han Zhan was a child, he was white and fat, and his slightly mixed face made him look like a doll. At that time, his grandmother pushed him out to buy groceries and go shopping, no one could tell that this child was so cute.

But when they were two years old, they lost Han Zhan.

Seeing Han Zhan again, his innocence has been lost in his eyes, and his eyes are as cold as stagnant water.

Han Aoyu thought a little farther, but Song Ci had finished the inspection and called him several times with the report sheet to wake him up.

Han Aoyu returned to his senses, looking at the report sheet in Song Ci's hand, and seeing Song Ci's expression a bit solemn, he thought it was the child who had a problem, and he shook his heart.

"What's wrong with Girl Song? Why are you so serious?"

Song Ci shook his head and said, "There is a problem, Grandpa, let's see a doctor first."

"Hey, good."

Han Aoyu and Song Ci came to the doctor's office. Song Ci gave the examination report to the doctor. She said, "Doctor, you look at this examination report. What does this mean?"

The doctor looked down at the report sheet for a few times, and explained to Song Ci, "Little girl, look. This one pregnancy sac, one fetal bud, and two yolk sacs can all see the primordial heart tube beating. This means you There are two children in the belly!"

Song Ci was taken aback.

Han Aoyu also widened his eyes.

Song Ci's heartbeat was incredibly fast. She stared at the report sheet and asked, "Single-ovo twins?"

"Yes. Generally, it can be found in the first trimester of double-egg twins, but it will be later for single-egg twins. We have seen a few special cases in our hospital before. They are also single-egg twins, but one can see fetal heart beat , I didn’t hear one. The doctor and the pregnant mother thought it was a single child, but the mother who was pregnant for more than four months came to do a B-ultrasound, only to find that it was twins.

"Congratulations, I added two children all at once."

The doctor's words made Song Ci people a little confused.

Han Aoyu patted his thigh with his hands on the spot, his face flushed with excitement. "Girl Song, this is a great thing!"

When he thought of having two great grandchildren in more than seven months, Han Aoyu suddenly felt that he could live for a few more years.

-

Zeus International.

Beizhan brought the advertising plan written by the advertising company to Han Zhan's office and handed it over to him.

After reading the advertising plan, Han Zhan brought up the areas he felt needed improvement, rejected the original case, and let them continue to modify.

The Beizhan said twice, "I think this advertising plan is very good, very innovative, it can't be in your eyes, which one do you want?"

"Be creative. The more creative the current advertising, the more attractive it is."

"Then you are talking about a good idea."

Han Zhan sneered, "If I can come up with ideas, what do the advertising agencies do?"

Northern War: "..."

That's right, always leave a way for advertising agencies to survive.

Ding Dong——

"Oh, did my sister-in-law send you WeChat again."

Han Zhan didn't answer, he unlocked the phone, opened WeChat, and saw Song Ci sent the inspection report. Han Zhan opened the picture and stared at the report summary for a long time.

Seeing Han Zhan kept silent, his expression seemed ecstatic, and the Northern Warfare was a little scared. "What's wrong? Didn't my sister-in-law go for a check-up today? Could it be that there is a problem with the result of the check-up?"

One fetal bud, two yolk sacs...

Han Zhan's heartbeat speeded up slightly.

Is this what it means?

At this time, Song Ci sent another message back: [Brother Han, they are twins! 】

Han Zhan took a deep breath.

When the Northern Warfare saw Han Zhan suddenly put down his phone, stood up, loosened his tie roughly, then walked to the floor-to-ceiling windows and stared at the magnificent Yulongyuan River outside the building. Do not speak, just watch.

The Beizhan was panicked and asked cautiously: "Is there really a problem with the result of the check-up?"

Han Zhan just turned around.

He had his hands on his hips and a cheerful smile on his face. "Northern War, I am going to have a pair of children."

A pair.

Bei Zhan was taken aback, "Is the brother-in-law pregnant with twins?"

Han Zhan nodded vigorously.

The Bei Zhan couldn't help but smile, really happy for Han Zhan. "Okay you, this efficiency is okay, just two in one!"

Han Zhan is also a little proud.

After the Northern War, Han Zhan pressed the inside line and called the secretary in.

The secretary walked in, stood respectfully at Han Zhan’s desk, and asked respectfully: "Mr. Han, what instructions do you have?"

"Notify the Finance Department to give each employee a red envelope. Then notify Assistant Zhang, in the name of my wife Song Ci and I, to establish a foundation as soon as possible to help newborns with intractable diseases treat their diseases."

"The name of the foundation is Banban Charity Foundation."

The secretary remembered Han Zhan's instructions. Seeing Han Zhan's face with a deep smile, the secretary boldly asked, "Mr. Han, what's the happy event?"

There must be a reason for this sudden red envelope.

Han Zhan couldn't help showing off: "I'm going to be a father."

The madam’s pregnancy has been exposed by the paparazzi, and the secretary is not surprised to hear it.

But if Mr. Han wants to show off, she has to join in. "Congratulations to Mr. Han and Mrs. Han, both of you are so outstanding. Your children must be the proud ones of heaven."

Han Zhan pointed to the secretary and said, "I will give you a big red envelope, eight hundred!"

The secretary thanked him happily and hurriedly returned to his post to write a document, signed and sealed to Han Zhan, and took it to the Finance Department downstairs.

That night, the employees of the Zeus International Headquarters all got a red envelope of two hundred yuan.

-

On the way home, the corners of Han Zhan's mouth always turned up uncontrollably.

Stabilizing the car, Han Zhan got out of the car and saw his wife who was standing at the door waiting for him to go home. Han Zhan felt warm.

"I'm back early tonight." Song Ci helped Han Zhan hold a briefcase.

Han Zhan took off his suit jacket, took off his tie, and unbuttoned two or three of his shirt buttons, and a sluggish fan came out, with a charming and unknowingly sexy.

Han Zhan took Song Ci and walked to the sofa. He sat down and pulled Song Ci into his arms to stand.

With his right hand buckling Song Ci's waist, Han Zhan placed his left hand on Song Ci's lower abdomen.

Under the palm of his palm, Song Ci's lower abdomen slightly bulged, and Han Zhan felt soft-hearted when he thought of the existence of two small beings in it.

Han Zhan said: "It seems that I have to make time to make another crib."

Song Ci's palm rested on Han Zhan's cun, and he touched Han Zhan's hard hair. Song Ci said, "I told Song Fei about the twins today. Song Fei was so angry that he hung up my phone."

Han Zhan smiled, "You are a younger sister, and you ran ahead of her when you got married and had children. I don't blame her for being angry."

"But after she hung up the phone, she transferred 50,000 yuan to Alipay and asked me to buy some delicious food. Don't treat her nephew and niece harshly."

After all, it is a sister, Song Fei also cares about Song Ci.

Speaking of Song Fei, Song Ci thought of what Song Fei said that day. "Last time Song Fei said, one of our children should have your surname, and the other should have my surname. It's fine now, and there will be two as soon as the child is born. Grandpa will definitely not be able to pass the test."

"It seems that the incense of my old Song family is going to be cut off." Song Ci was joking, and her voice was full of laughter.

Han Zhan asked her, "What do you think? If you want your child to have your surname, then use your surname."

"I don't care. Actually, I would like our children to have a surname, either Han or Song. Forget it, let Song Fei and Yan Jiang's children inherit the incense of our old Song family."

Seeing that Song Ci really didn't care about this matter, Han Zhan said, "Then the last name is Han."

"Row."

"When will it show off?"

"It's not obvious now, maybe next month." Song Ci touched her belly, and said in a sad tone: "My beautiful skirt, my navel dress, and my high heels can only be used first. Throw it away..."

Han Zhan was amused by Song Ci's appearance.

"It seems that the commercial has to hurry up and shoot, and it won't be easy to shoot when your stomach shows up."

"Has the advertising plan been written?"

"I've written a few copies, but I'm not satisfied." Thinking of Song Cigui's many ideas, Han Zhan asked her, "If you have any ideas, you can tell me."

Song porcelain really does.

"I saw a perfume ad some time ago. That ad was particularly interesting. A group of Victoria's Secret supermodels descended from the sky dressed as angels and chased a man. As the result turned, several angels caught the man and approached him. The body uses his nose to smell the perfume on his body."

Han Zhan found this advertisement interesting when he heard it, "Then what do you think?"

Song Ci said: "My idea may be a bit immature."

"Tell me."

Song Ci enthusiastically shared his thoughts with Han Zhan, and Han Zhan's eyes lit up after hearing this.

He immediately picked up his cell phone, called Bei Zhan, and told the Bei Zhan Song Ci's idea just now.

After hearing the Northern Warfare, he was dumbfounded for a few seconds, and then asked him, "Who came up with this idea, it's a ghost."

Han Zhan said: "My wife, Mrs. Han."

Northern Warfare: "...sister-in-law is talented."

With the advertising idea, the director of the Zeus Aviation Propaganda Department soon found the most famous advertising director in China to shoot the advertisement.

The commercial was shot for a week, and post-production took more than a month. The advertisements were sent to relevant departments for review and waited for a while. When the advertisements were officially launched, it was already July.

On the Qixi Festival, Zeus Airlines packaged the LED screens of many shopping malls across the country to broadcast their new advertisements at intervals throughout the day.

On this day, the sun is not big and there is a slight cool breeze. The citizens all walk out of their homes to go shopping or travel on the streets.

On the LED screen of the tallest financial building in Sanshengqiao Financial Street, an advertisement is playing, which is a new shampoo advertisement shot by Du Xueyan.

In the advertisement, Du Xueyan has beautiful black hair and is wearing a white tight-fitting hip skirt. She is as beautiful as a fairy.

Du Xueyan had just held a farewell concert in the music world some time ago. At the end of the concert, she formally announced that she would leave the entertainment circle for the time being, and she was going to undergo surgery to recover.

This advertisement is the last one that Du Xueyan made when she was a singer. For her fans to call Du Xueyan, it can be said that they hand a bottle of shampoo from the brand.

As soon as the shampoo advertisement ended, a new advertisement was inserted—

In the heavenly courtyard surrounded by clouds and mist, a little fairy wearing a goose yellow dress walked into a plum forest.

When the camera zooms out, a woman wearing a red dress and sleeping on a plum tree is vaguely visible. A branched red plum covered the woman's face and lips, and her porcelain-white skin was faintly visible, and her bumpy line was a beautifully curled nose.

In the setting sun, her long black and beautiful hair fell among the plum blossom forest, and her long red maple-like dress was like a burning flame, passionate and stunning.

The little fairy stood under the plum tree, looking at the white wine bottles on the floor, looking up at the fairy on the tree, and whispered to the other party: "Fairy Weaver, you are drinking again? Today is the Qiao Qiao Festival. In China, the fairy can only see the Cowherd today. It's getting late and the fairy hasn't set off yet. I'm afraid we won't see the Cowherd this year."

In the lens, a pair of curled black eyelashes tremble gently. Suddenly, those eyes opened, and the hazel-colored Jianshui Qiutong was as clear as a spring.

As the camera turned, the woman in the red dress sat up abruptly, and a beautiful face zoomed in on the camera.

Despite the close-up shots, the woman's skin has no traces of blemishes. Porcelain white, beautiful face, is the real national color and heavenly fragrance.

"What time is it?" the fairy asked.

Xiao Xian'e said: "Youshi. Xian'e, it's too late, and you can't keep up with flying past."

The fairy jumped down from the tree, took out his phone like a trick, and said: "Don't panic, Zeus Airlines, the fastest and most stable, and take you to every corner of the world!"

As soon as the picture turned, the fairy was already sitting on the plane. She enjoyed the most comfortable and considerate service of the airline and arrived at the tryst place in the shortest time.

The fairy leaped into the arms of the handsome man with a pair of gray-blue eyes.

The camera is zoomed out, and the image of the two hugging each other freezes into a painting. A paragraph appeared on the screen, followed by a deep and magnetic male voice--

[Zeus Airlines, take you to my side. 】

...

On the day of the Qixi Festival, the Zeus Aviation advertising directly exploded!

Whether it is Weibo or users on station B and the Internet, they have reposted this advertisement.

The two-minute commercial was shot to the standard of a movie by Zeus Airlines. The exquisite and attentive setting and costumes, the picture quality comparable to the movie, the exceptionally beautiful advertising actors, and the voice-activated narration make this advertisement hard to imagine!

Many netizens on Weibo commented on this advertisement——

Only has a heart that becomes beautiful: [Ah! ! ! ! I let out a scream of a groundhog. Who will tell me that the heroes and heroines of the Zeus Aviation promotional film are Song Ci and Han Zhan? The proprietress and the boss personally went into battle to endorse their company, dare to ask which other company has such a high standard? 】

Give you a glass: [My mother, Han is so handsome! Mr. Han, I want to give you a baby! 】

Come on duck: [I don't care, I don't care, mother, I want to take that lady in red. President Han is not kind, how can such a beautiful little fairy enjoy it alone? 】

Dalong: [Taking a deep cigarette, I told myself that God is fair. While God gave others amazing beauty, he also gave him a powerful identity. While God gave me an ugly appearance, he also gave me poverty that matched my appearance. 】

Caiji Kaka: [My mom, it's so sweet. 】

My girl: [Secretly tell everyone, the last sentence is voiced by President Han. The babies who have watched the Spring Festival Gala on Wangdong TV, do you remember Mr. Han’s good voice that makes people pregnant? 】

...

Thanks to this advertisement, there are obviously more passengers who choose Zeus Airlines for travel during the summer vacation than usual.

The Beizhan received a call from his subordinates and learned that the airline's sales in the past two days had increased by 10% compared to the recent daily sales. He was very happy.

After hanging up the phone, the Beizhan looked at his **** wife in a bikini. He said: "The new commercials shot by airlines have received very good responses. After only two days of airing, airline sales have risen by a big margin. This year With dividends at the end of the year, I can buy a McLaren."

Han Qingshen took off the sunglasses on his face and turned his head to ask him: "Want McLaren? What color? I'll make it for you now."

Northern War: "..."

"I want to buy it for you." He said.

The cold feeling was taken aback for a moment, and some tenderness was added to that always domineering gaze. "I like black."

"Okay, buy you black one."

The little dumpling, wearing a beach hat and short shorts, was building a beach castle suddenly raised the small shovel in his hand, looked at the Northern Warfare, and said: "Rake, I want a blue pumpkin cart, like Cinderella."

Cinderella is Bei Xiaobao's favorite fairy tale. She especially wants a pumpkin carriage that Cinderella has taken.

Beizhan stretched out his hand and rubbed it on his daughter's head, and said, "Okay, Dad will buy you a pumpkin cart."

Han Qingshen picked up the tablet and searched for Zeus Aviation's promotional video. After reading it, Han Qing said, "Don't say anything else, Song Ci's appearance is really beautiful and beautiful."

"Do you know her?" Han Qingshen is the president of Empire Entertainment. She may really know Song Ci.

Han Qingshen nodded as expected.

"Yes, when Song Ci was seventeen years old, I fell in love with her and wanted to sign her into our company. I plan to make her a star."

The Northern Warfare did not know this.

"The 17-year-old Song Ci is already a beauty embryo. At that time, her temperament was still very elegant, far less than the current style." Han Qing recalled Song Ci deeply, a little admired.

"The signing conditions I gave her were very attractive, but she refused, very simply."

The Northern Warfare asked: "Why refuse?"

"She said that she would be a female soldier pilot, in the future, she would use combat power to defend her home and the country, and she has no interest in acting or singing."

Hanqing frowned deeply, wondering, "I just don't know how she went to civil aviation."

The Northern Warfare didn't know the inside story. When he called Han Zhan at night, Shunzui told Han Zhan about it.

After Han Zhan finished listening, he only said lightly, I know, and hung up the phone.

Han Zhan was on his way home in the car when he received the call from the North War.

He turned his phone, looked sideways out of the car window, thinking about many things in a mess.

He was wondering whether Song Ci, who was in the previous life, had been desperate and unwilling to marry Cheng Ziang.

She obviously had a secret crush in her heart. She refused the temptation of the entertainment industry for the secret crush. She went to flight academy. In the end, she married a dude. How sad she is...

Han Zhan pressed his heart and said: How can I Han Zhan, how can I like you so much.

When Han Zhan returned home, when he saw Song Ci's grinning face, thinking of the grievances she had suffered, he couldn't help but hugged Song Ci.

Song Ci twisted in his arms and asked him, "What's the matter? I can't hold it anymore? I broke my leg when I saw me?"

Since they discovered that they were pregnant, the two have never been close, not only Han Zhan, but Song Ci, too.

Han Zhan shook his head. He said, "Zibao, when you decided to apply for the pilot test, you never thought about it. Maybe you will never meet me again in your life?"

"Why are you asking this question suddenly?" Song Ci was a little surprised.

Han Zhan did not say a word, and hugged Song Ci tightly.

Song Ci put her palm on the back of Han Zhan's hand. She looked down at the leather glove on Han Zhan's right hand. She said, "Han Zhan, do you know? I didn't plan to marry before."

Han Zhan was taken aback.

Song Ci said: "I originally thought that I would work my entire life in Chaoyang Company, work for my adoptive father, and take care of Song Fei, a vegetable man, for a lifetime."

"When I don't meet someone I like, I don't want to go on a blind date, and I don't want to go all out to please a strange man."

"So." Song Ci raised her head and looked at the handsome face of Han Zhan, who was close at hand. She said, "It is helpless to marry Cheng Ziang, and I am willing to marry you."

At the beginning, when he approached Han Zhan, Song Ci really wanted to use his identity to find a place to settle down for himself and Song Fei.

But the reason why I was willing to choose Han Zhan was also because of my previous life experience.

Song Ci likes Han Zhan who lived his life.

Han Zhan, who was blind, held a thermos cup wherever he walked, spoke softly and patiently.

In fact, Song Ci had no love for Han Zhan when he first married Han Zhan in this life.

What she likes in her heart is the mature and gentle Han Zhan who is 40 years old, rather than the 30-year-old Han Zhan who is treacherous and elusive.

But after a long time together, Song Ci also discovered the advantages of Han Zhan.

Whether it is the mature and gentle Han Zhan in his 40s, the suspicious Han Zhan in his 30s, or the sincere and passionate young man in his 20s. Han Zhan of every age has a look that Song Ci likes.

Song Ci suddenly stepped on tiptoe to ask Han Zhan's mouth.

Han Zhan thought that Song Ci just wanted to kiss her, but Song Ci turned around and started to unbutton his shirt.

Han Zhan was taken aback, with a look of surprise in his eyes, "Porcelain Bao, you have a child in your belly..."

Song Ci whispered: "It's been six months, just be careful."

Han Zhan was a little restless at first, and after receiving Song Ci's approval, it was not an individual who could refuse.

He didn't dare to make a big move, he was always gentle.

Taste a little sweetness, Han Zhan got up the next morning, refreshed.

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The group newly opened an airship travel company. A few months ago, it had selected the address of the headquarters building, which is located in Wanyu County within the jurisdiction of Wangdong City.

Wanyu County is the most backward county in Wangdong City’s economic development. The company's address was set here because of many considerations.

First, the leaders of Wangdongcheng had personally visited Father Han and Han Zhan, begging him to build the company address in Wanyu County, hoping that this tourism industry could bring economic development to Wanyu County.

Second, Wanyu County's economy is relatively backward, and the local demolition costs are relatively cheap. Han Zhan is also a businessman, so naturally it is how to save money.

Third, Wanyu County has a relatively flat terrain, which is convenient for the construction of large airship stations. In addition, the environmental pollution in this area is small, which is convenient for rebuilding hotels and resorts later.

Han Zhan intends to build Wanyu County into a tourist-civilized county seat.

In the past few months, the local demolition work has been completed, and the construction of an air tourism station will officially start tomorrow.

This is a major event, and Han Zhan must personally go to the site to participate in the groundbreaking ceremony.

In the morning, Asong and Long Yu picked up Han Zhan. Han Zhan has to go for three or four days on this trip, and will not come back at night.

Song Ci teaches children prenatally at home, practices piano in the morning, reads books in the afternoon, and listens to music to the children in the evening.

When the music was playing this evening, Du Xueyan's song was automatically played on the phone.

Song Ci thought that Du Xueyan's singing was good, maybe the babies liked it, so she didn't switch.

But after hearing Du Xueyan's singing, the baby who hadn't moved before suddenly started kicking her stomach.

Song Ci sighed and said, "As expected of me, she doesn't like this woman just like me. Then mom deletes all her songs, okay?"

Song Ci deleted Du Xueyan's song from the music software, immediately refreshed.

"Let's listen to Uncle Liang Bo, okay?" She put on Liang Bo's song, and the little guys rolled over in her belly and kicked gently.

Song Ci held back a smile and wrote down the funny story and sent it to Liang Bo.

Liang Bo returned with a laughing face.

Liang Bo: [Goddess, have you read Weibo? 】

Goddess Song has recently cultivated her character and hasn't read Weibo much, for fear that the gossip on Weibo will smear her eyes and ruin her child.

Song Ci: [No, what happened, let me see now. 】

Liang Bo: [Big melon, Du Xueyan returned from treatment this morning. In the afternoon, the media suddenly broke the news about Du Xueyan’s love history and said...]

Song Ci: [What are you talking about? 】

Liang Bo: [Say she is Mr. Han's first girlfriend. 】

Song Ci: "..."

The media broke the news?

She didn't believe it, I'm afraid it was Du Xueyan who found someone to break the news.

This dog thing, this is healed, and when he gets better, he can't help being a demon?

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I have a foreshadowing in this chapter, can you find it?