Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

No one expected Yan Rufeng to meet tonight.

After Yan Jiang met Yan Rufeng, he suddenly became a mad dog. After an emotional breakdown, he spoke without a word and was aggressive.

Later, he took Song Fei away. After getting in the car, Yan Jiang's eyes were red.

Song Fei drove the car very slowly this time, with all the windows down. She held the steering wheel in her right hand and stretched her left hand out of the car window.

After knocking on the door of the car with his left finger, Song Fei suddenly stopped the car on the side of the road.

Before Han Zhan saw Song Fei stopped the car, he also found a place to stop.

Han Zhan and Song Ci sat in the car and waited for them quietly without getting off.

Song Fei sent a WeChat message to Song Ci: [We will leave later. 】

Song Ci: [Good. 】

Song Fei turned off the phone and turned his head to look at Yan Jiang. Seeing Yan Jiang's eyes flushed, Song Fei felt uncomfortable.

No one knows better than Song Fei how much Yan Rufeng has had on Yan Jiang. It can be said that Yan Rufeng is the source of Yan Jiang's pain.

Being bullied by classmates, ridiculed by neighbors, discriminated against, and insulted was all because of the father who was scolded as "perverted" and "tuer master".

Song Fei will always remember that late at night when Grandma Yan died by hanging herself, Yan Jiang hurriedly knocked on the door of their house. After staggering into the house, he knelt on the ground weakly on one knee, shouting with a pale face that Grandma was dead.

He was so helpless, he was so scared that everyone was shaking, and his mouth was shaking. But at that time, where was Yan Rufeng?

Song Fei wanted Yan Jiang to be happy.

She found the cigarette, smoked a cigarette, and handed it to Yan Jiang. "They said that smoking a cigarette can relieve boredom when you are upset." Song Fei stuffed Yan Jiang's hand with the cigarette. When Yan Jiang looked down, Song Fei told him: "Yan Jiang, I like your happiness. Look like."

Yan Jiang did not pinch the cigarette, but held Song Fei's hand.

Song Fei condensed his eyebrows without making a sound.

Yan Jiang said dumbly: "You hug me and I will be happy."

Song Fei took off his seat belt, leaned over, and held Yan Jiang in his arms. At that moment, Song Fei suddenly thought of the late night many years ago. That night she was like now, hugging the young boy who was shaking all over because of fear.

Yan Jiang hugged Song Fei's waist. He said, "I thought he was dead, I thought he was going abroad. I didn't expect that he had been living in Wangdongcheng all these years and was doing the job that has the most professional dealings with me. "

Song Fei lightly patted Yan Jiang on the back, still silent.

Yan Jiang said: "I have been in the entertainment industry for four years, and I have collaborated countless times with the artists of Empire Entertainment. I have also participated in the celebration party of Empire Entertainment. I have so many opportunities to meet him, but I have missed it. , You said, did he deliberately avoid seeing me? Or did we really have no fate?"

What the facts are, Yan Jiang has a steelyard in his heart.

"I'm so famous. No one in the entertainment industry knows Yan Jiang's name. As the director of Empire Entertainment, how could Yan Rufeng not know me? He knows me. He would rather hide in the dark and look at me. He refused to come out and meet me."

"Afei, my mother abandoned me, my grandma abandoned me, and my father turned a blind eye to me."

Holding Song Fei's body tightly, Yan Jiang's tears fell on Song Fei's shoulders. He said, "A Fei, I am an orphan. I am not greedy. I beg you not to leave me."

Song Fei felt very uncomfortable. How could she refuse the fragile and sad Yan Jiang?

After kissing Yan Jiang's profile, Song Fei told him, "Don't shed tears for those who are not worthy."

She wiped off Yan Jiang's teardrops and commanded him domineeringly: "Remember, your tears can only be shed for me. Others are not worthy of you crying."

Yan Jiang was comforted by Song Fei's domineering appearance. "I'm in a much better mood, let's go and have supper."

Song Fei let go of Yan Jiang and stared at his handsome face, feeling a ball in his heart. "Can you still eat?"

"can."

"Then go."

Seeing Song Fei's car restarted, Han Zhan also started the car.

When Song Fei's car left first, Han Zhan followed behind their car's butt.

Han Zhan knows that it is not good to ask other people's personal affairs, but he is also curious. Han Zhan couldn't help asking Song Ci: "What's the matter with Yan Jiang and Yan Rufeng?"

Song Ci: "Do you know Yan Rufeng this person, Brother Han?"

"I can't talk about deep understanding, but I have heard a little about the matter between him and Han Chenyi."

"What do others think of them?" Song Ci

"Praise is greater than slander." Han Zhan told Song Ci: "I heard that Han Chenyi and Yan Rufeng knew each other when they were in college. The two have a deep relationship. The deep feeling of cold is that after graduating from college, Han Chenyi was born with a surrogate But for some reason, the two broke up and Yan Rufeng disappeared for twelve years."

"Later, Han Chenyi was diagnosed with leukemia, and Yan Rufeng returned. Once he came back, he took over Imperial Entertainment and became the vice president. After Han Chenyi died, Yan Rufeng replaced Han Chenyi on the president’s seat. Position. He has been in charge of Imperial Entertainment alone for eight years. It was not until Han Qing came from abroad ten years ago that Yan Rufeng abdicated."

Han Zhan thought of someone once evaluating the relationship between Han Chenyi Yan Rufeng and Han Qingshen in one sentence. He said: "Some people say that Yan Rufeng is contemporary Zhuge Liang, Han Chenyi is Liu Bei, and Han Qingshen is Winning version of Liu Chan."

From Han Zhan's narration, Song Ci saw a deep and righteous Yan Rufeng, which is a completely different image from the man in her heart who abandons his wife and child.

Because of her close relationship with Yan Jiang, Song Ci has no affection for Yan Rufeng, but she vaguely feels that there may be a reason for Yan Rufeng's departure.

Han Qingshen is Han Chenyi's daughter in name, but in fact, she is also Yan Rufeng's daughter. And Yan Jiang is six years younger than Han Qingshen. In this way, Yan Jiang's mother is very likely to be a third child!

Song Ci was shocked by her own guess.

If Yan Jiang's mother was the third, then Yan Jiang would be too miserable.

Han Zhan asked Song Ci: "What is going on with Yan Jiang and Yan Rufeng?"

Song Ci said with a sad expression, and said in a dull voice: "When Yan Jiang was twelve years old, Yan Rufeng abandoned Yan Jiang, his mother, and his grandma, and ran away from that house."

"Everyone said at the time that someone had seen Yan Rufeng behave intimately with a pervert at the gate of the community. Yan Rufeng abandoned his family for a pervert, so he was also a pervert."

"Because of Yan Rufeng, Yan Jiang was stabbed in the backbone since he was a child. At that time, his classmates secretly called him a pervert. Yan Jiang was always bullied when he was a child, so he hated his father Yan Rufeng."

"It turns out that's the case." Han Zhan is so smart that Song Cigang can only think of things that Han Zhan can also figure out.

Han Zhan said: "Yan Rufeng broke with Han Chenyi and disappeared for twelve years. I am afraid that there is another hidden story. In any case, the child is innocent. Regardless of whether Yan Rufeng is guilty or not, what he did Because, I really can't help Yan Jiang."

Talking and chatting, the car has been driven into the downtown area.

Song Ci smelled a scent, she hooked her nose, turned her head and looked out the window, and saw a guy in a white vest roasting durian on the side of the road. Song Ci is greedy.

"Brother Han." Song Ci's voice sounded particularly soft and awkward.

Han Zhan's heart softened, and he hummed, "What's the matter?"

Song Ci said, "Can you pull over and stop the car?"

"What? Go to the toilet?"

"No." Song Ci pointed to the back and said, "Where is a handsome guy roasting durians."

For the first time, when Song Ci mentioned someone else's man, Han Zhan's attention was not focused on the man who had taken Song Ci's attention away.

When Han Zhan heard the devil durian, he felt sick.

But he parked the car on the side of the road and got out of the car with Song Ci.

The barbecue restaurant was nearby. Song Ci called Song Fei and asked them to go to the barbecue restaurant to order food first, while she took Han Zhan to the barbecue booth.

Han Zhan felt uncomfortable when he smelled the smell, but Song Ci had a big belly, and he couldn't let Song Ci stand alone in front of the barbecue booth, fearing that she would be hit and hurt.

It was very hot near the barbecue stall. After she was pregnant, Song Ci was very afraid of heat. In less than two minutes, she sweated on her face. Han Zhan was reluctant to see her suffer, so he said, "Go in the car. There is air conditioning in the car. I'll wait here."

Song Ci was particularly moved, "Brother Han, I really love you." Song Ci got into the car without any burden to blow on the air conditioner.

Han Zhan was about to be suffocated by the smell of roasted durian.

After the durian was roasted, Han Zhan and another customer split the durian in half. Han Zhan took the bigger half.

He asked the store to dig out the durian meat and pack it in a sealed box. Picking up the durian in the car, Han Zhan quickly drove the car to a nearby park with few people.

Han Zhan sent the durian and Song Ci to the chair in the park, and then returned to the car.

He sat in the car and rolled down the window to watch Song Ci.

Song Ci finished eating the durian, and as soon as he got on the bus, Han Zhan handed him a bottle of xylitol gum.

Song Ci honestly poured out two chewing gums and threw them into her mouth. She was afraid to speak while chewing gum, fearing that her durian-scented tone would spit out Han Zhan.

After eating the barbecue, it was past eleven. It was too late to return to the Mid-Levels Villa. He called Zhong Buhui to inform him of the situation, and Han Zhan took Song Ci back to their home.

As soon as he entered the house, Han Zhan hugged Song Ci and wanted to make affection. As soon as he pressed Song Ci's lips and smelled the faint durian scent, Han Zhan couldn't take it anymore.

He had a weird expression, a tangled look that he was reluctant to let go of the desserts and feared that he would gain weight after eating the desserts, so Song Ci couldn't help covering his mouth and chuckles.

Song Ci pushed Han Zhan away, and said with a smile, "I'll brush my teeth."

Han Zhan sighed, "Sorry, I really can't accept the smell of durian."

"I know."

Song Ci went to brush his teeth, chewed a few more gums, and climbed into bed.

Han Zhan hugged her, and the two of them talked for a while and fell asleep.

Song Ci opened his eyes early the next morning and saw Han Zhan standing by the bed changing clothes. Since being pregnant, Song Ci has not dared to take advantage of Han Zhan presumptuously for fear of being too excited to cause contractions.

Such beautiful scenery can only be seen. Song Ci was a little sad to see but not eat.

"If there is a dressing room, can't you change your clothes in the dressing room?" Why did you run to her to seduce her?

Han Zhan replied solemnly: "Let you have an eye addiction."

"you are so cruel."

Han Zhan smirked. He pointed to the cell phone on the bedside table and said, "Godmother called me half an hour ago and is looking for you."

"Looking for me?" Song Ci sat up and asked Han Zhan, "What are you looking for?"

"Didn't tell me, maybe it's the secret between you women?" Han Zhan raised his brows and was a little curious in his heart. What did the godmother want to say when looking for Song Ci alone?

"I told her that you are still asleep, and ask you to call her back when you wake up. Remember to call your godmother and ask." While speaking, Han Zhan threw the tie to Song Ci.

Song Ci picked up the tie and stood up, leaning on the head of the bed. She bent down, wrapped her tie around Han Zhan's neck, and tied the knot carefully.

Because of standing on the bed, Song Ci is a lot taller than Han Zhan. Han Zhan’s chin is next to Song Ci’s belly. He put his palm on Song Ci’s belly and said with a smile: "When I think of our house I'm about to add two female cubs, it feels magical."

Song Ci was amused, "Other men call their daughters little princesses, how do you call them princesses?" How ugly, there is no paternal love at all.

Han Zhan raised his eyebrows and said, "Isn't my little princess you?"

Song Ci's heart beat faster. "Don't talk frankly."

After smoothing the tie, Song Ci smoothed the suit jacket on Han Zhan again, and said with satisfaction, "Okay, you can go to work."

"Well, see you tonight."

"See you tonight."

After Han Zhan left, Song Ci got up and went to the toilet and made a simple breakfast for himself. Only then did he call Mo Yao back.

Mo Yao quickly answered the call.

"Good morning, godmother." Song Ci's mouth was sweet, and he called godmother.

Moyao said: "I'm in America, Song Ci, you should say good evening to me."

"Godmother went to America? Tolerance?"

"No." Mo yao made a mystery, and she asked Song Ci to guess what she was going to do in New York.

Song Ci thought for a while, and said, "Could it be that you are traveling with Uncle Li?"

"Your Uncle Li is with me, but not a tourist."

"Then I really can't guess it."

Mo Yao laughed, his voice was quite cheerful.

Something must have happened to Mo Yao, otherwise she wouldn't be so happy.

"Song Ci, I succeeded with your Uncle Li's IVF." In the past six months, Mo Yao has reduced his workload and focused on IVF.

Mo Yao is 53 years old, she is not young anymore. When she was young, she was poisoned, which led to disordered ovulation and poor egg quality. She did IVF several times, but each time ended in failure.

Moyao told Song Ci: “Did you not give me a TCM note written by your father last year? I found my symptoms in that note. It took me two or three months to follow your father’s writing. After taking the medicine and conditioning it for three months, the ovulation period turned out to be normal."

"Just yesterday, the doctor told me that my test tube baby with your Uncle Li finally became." Mo Yao finally got a son after half a century. She, who is always good at controlling emotions, was also a little excited, so that her voice was choked.

"Song Ci, godmother, thank you."

Li Yao red eyes when he saw Mo Yao, he held Mo Yao's hand and patted it. The two looked at each other and both smiled again.

Song Ci was really happy for her after hearing Mo Yao's words. "I'm very happy to be able to help Godmother. Congratulations to Godmother and Uncle Li, for being promoted to fathers and mothers-to-be."

Congratulations by Song Ci, Mo Yao was still a little embarrassed. She said, "As a godmother, my child is half a year younger than you and Han Zhan's. I am quite embarrassed."

"What's the matter? When the godmother's child is born, Han Zhan and I will still call him brother or sister."

Mo Yao laughed again.

"However, is the godmother planning to give birth to this child by herself, or is she looking for a surrogate?" Mo Yao is in her fifties after all, and she is an advanced mother. If she is giving birth now, it is very dangerous to her body and her fetus.

Mo Yao told Song Ci: "We decided to use an artificial uterus for surrogacy." Artificial uterus is a newly developed technology in the past two years. Surrogacy is expensive, but Mo Yao is not short of money. Artificial uterus is indeed the most ideal surrogacy tool.

"That's good."

After sharing this joy, Song Ci thought of Song Fei’s suggestion last night, and said to Mo Yao: “The godmother’s successful pregnancy shows that the note my father left is still useful. I discussed with Han Zhan. I intend to donate this diary to the Sinopharm Group, so that the country can develop and promote them, so as to avoid private companies sitting on the floor and selling high-priced drugs."

Han Zhan knew very well how valuable Song Tingyun's notebook was. He was fully capable of re-opening a pharmaceutical group, independently researching and developing and producing it. When the time comes, the product price will be set by him, and he will be able to make a lot of money.

But Han Zhan gave up this road to riches.

He said that when he was a child, he did a lot of wrong things under the persecution of Edward, and later joined the army, his hands were stained with too much blood. Han Zhan especially believes in karma. He wants to donate his notes to benefit more people, so as to accumulate blessings for the two children.

And Song Ci itself is the kind of person who can live happily with only one million deposits, and live happily with ten million. As long as it is not to the point of being destitute, and the money is more or less, Song Ci does not care very much.

Song Ci also agreed with Han Zhan's proposal.

After Mo Yao heard Song Ci and Han Zhan’s decision, she was silent, Shao Qing, and then said: "You can handle this by yourself. I will send the notes to you. Song Ci, thank you this time. , Next time Godmother will come to play with you, and bring you a pocket of diamonds. I recently bought dozens of diamonds, there must be something you like!"

Song Ci grinned with joy, "Thank you Godmother!"

After hanging up the phone, Song Ci simply cleaned up, and when Asong arrived, he followed him back to the Mid-Levels Villa.

On the way back to the Banshan Villa, Song Ci asked Asong: "A Song, why are you picking up and dropping me these days, where is Brother Long?"

Asong smiled and said, "Brother Long is responsible for picking up Mr. Han during this period. We have changed the shift."

"Why are you suddenly transferred?"

Asong said: "It will often happen in the future."

"Is it?"

Song Ci always felt something was wrong.

-

At noon, Han Zhan returned to the company after sending away the customer team from the UK.

On the road, passing by a dessert house, Han Zhan asked Long Yu to pull the car over. He went into the house and bought a dessert, which he planned to take home to Song Ci after get off work.

Back to the office with dessert, Han Zhan put the dessert on the desk. He took off his jacket, sat down, and just turned on the computer, there was a sudden bang on the floor glass opposite.

Han Zhan suddenly raised his head and stared at the glass, and saw a black bullet studded in the middle of the glass.

Han Zhan's pupils suddenly tightened!

Click——

On the bullet-proof glass, there are dense cracked patterns like a spider web.

Han Zhan quickly got up and hid under the work desk, turned on the phone, and dialed Long Yu's number.

The phone rang for only two seconds before being answered by Long Yu.

"Mr. Han, you have..."

"There are snipers in the commercial street on the north side of the building!"

Long Yu, who was sleepy in the car, woke up and fell asleep for the first time after hearing Han Zhan's words.

He subconsciously put the gun on and started the car. While driving, Long Yu asked Han Zhan for details.

Han Zhan told Long Yu: "The bullet-proof glass window on the north side of my office was hit and it was not broken. I am fine. The sniper should be hidden in a building on the north side of the commercial street with a height of over 80 meters."

Han Zhan did not hear any more gunshots. He was about to come out from the bottom of the table. At this moment, there was another ding. Finally, all the bulletproof glass was broken and fell on the floor of Han Zhan's office.

A bullet, rotating into the office, landed on the desktop above Han Zhan's head.

Han Zhan quickly got up from the bottom of the table and rolled into the lounge inside.

Hearing the movement, Long Yu cursed something and immediately shouted: "Mr. Han, protect yourself, I will go and catch the turtle grandson!"

Han Zhan hung up Long Yu's call.

He hid behind the screen for nearly two minutes, then grabbed the black pillow on the bed and threw it towards the desk.

puff--

Almost at the moment when the pillow was about to fall on the desk, a bullet hit the pillow accurately, the goose down in the pillow was scattered in the air, and the scene was a little beautiful.

Han Zhan squinted, staring at the pillow and the dessert box hit by the bullet on the table.

Han Zhan stood there for five minutes before he lost another pillow. This time the pillow fell steadily on the table, safe and sound.

Confirming that the sniper had evacuated, Han Zhan walked out from behind the screen.

He stood at the desk, staring at the shattered bulletproof glass, his eyes were cold.

Pressing the inside line, Han Zhan said to the secretary: "Let President Li come up."

"Good Mr. Han."

But within three or four minutes, Li Li came up.

Li Li pushed the door directly, and saw the broken glass **** in front of Han Zhan.

That's bulletproof glass!

"Mr. Han, what is going on?"

Han Zhan held two bullets in his left hand.

He turned around, raised the warhead, and said to Li Li: "Notify people to come and install this glass."

Li Li stared at the bullet in Han Zhan's hand with a rapid heartbeat. He is an ordinary businessman and has never seen such a thing as a bullet.

Li Li walked up to Han Zhan and carefully touched the two bullets.

It feels cold to the touch and exudes a deep chill.

Li Li frowned, and he asked Han Zhan, "Mr. Han, who are you offending?"

"My enemies are innumerable." From the small to the most wanted international criminal, I don't know how many people wanted to take Han Zhan's life.

Li Li complained in his heart: This answer, pretended to be 100 points.

"Clean the glass first, don't let this matter go out." Han Zhan turned to the desk and threw the bullet into the drawer before throwing the broken dessert into the trash can.

After doing all this, Han Zhan pressed the secretary's inside line and told the other party: "Give me a takeaway and ask for a chestnut cake from Misu's house."

"Good Mr. Han."

Li Li was already shocked by the sight in front of him, but Han Zhan was still thinking about the cake he bought for Song Ci. He was really a cruel man.

Li Li admired Han Zhan a little.

-

Long Yu hurried to the commercial street on the north side with people, and carefully searched every corner. Finally, Long Yu found the trace of the sniper on the roof top of a fast hotel chain.

The sniper took everything away, leaving only traces of his creep on the ground, but beside the squat mark, a photo was pressed with a stone.

The photo is face down and back face up.

Long Yu cautiously removed the stone, turned the photo over, and saw a beautiful back.

The back is of a woman, wearing a black robe with draped hair, standing in front of a swimming pool. Although the woman turned her back to the photographer, Long Yu recognized the woman's identity at a glance.

It's Song Ci!

Long Yu recognized that the scene in the photo and the clothes on Song Ci were the clothes they wore in the temple during their last trip to Brunei.

Long Yu's heart was full of horror.

This person, what does it mean to leave a picture of the lady here?

Long Yu called Han Zhan in time and reported the situation here. "Mr. Han, we are late, and the people have been evacuated, leaving no trace of identity. However, the sniper left something."

Han Zhan asked in a low voice, "What is it?"

Long Yu hesitated, and then said, "A picture of... his wife was playing in Brunei."

Han Zhan suddenly clenched his fists.

Long Yu guessed and said: "Mr. Han, I suspect that this person is most likely the man who spoke up to the wife in the temple in Brunei."

Han Zhan loosened his fist and said, "Long Yu, you can bring people back and bring back the photos."

"it is good."

Long Yu soon returned to Han Zhan's office. He put the photo on Han Zhan's desk and said, "Mr. Han, this is the photo."

Han Zhan picked up the picture and looked at it carefully for a few seconds before he said, "It's pretty good."

Long Yu frowned and did not dare to speak much.

Han Zhan put the photo in the drawer and said to Long Yu: "Send someone to protect his wife. She can't have an accident, and the child in her belly can't have an accident." Han Zhan didn't even notice, his hands were shaking.

Long Yu stared at Han Zhan's hand for a few seconds before guaranteeing: "Mr. Han, don't worry, as long as I have a breath, Madam will not have any trouble."

"Well, it's hard work."

After Long Yu left, Han Zhan had no intention of doing work anymore. He turned off the computer and just wanted to go home and hug Song Ci.

After turning off the computer, Han Zhan took away the charging phone, put on his suit jacket and left.

When he arrived in the underground garage, Han Zhan got into the car, wanting to see if Song Ci has updated Moments or Weibo today.

As soon as he opened WeChat, Han Zhan received a friend request.

Han Zhan opened the friend review and saw that the other party was a user with a dark profile picture, and that person’s WeChat name was very simple, called——

Alan.

It's Agen.

Ajan’s real name was Alan Kronni, but Han Zhan always called him Ajan when he was young.

It took a while for Han Zhan to pass the application of Alan's friend.

The other party has been typing, and has not sent a message for a long time.

Han Zhan raised his eyebrows and thought: What are you typing? I haven't written it for so long. Are you writing a confession?

After a while, Alan sent a voice, three seconds long.

Han Zhan turned on his voice and heard Alan grinning and saying: "Long time no see, Hough, have you received the gift I gave you?" Alan's Chinese pronunciation is very gorgeous, and it sounds literal.

Han Zhan also responded with a voice from the other party.

Alan turned on the voice and heard Han Zhan ask in a deep voice: "So you just typed for a long time, and finally found out that you can't type Chinese, so you had to give up typing and change your voice?"

Alan, who has completely guessed the routine by Han Zhan: "..."

Alan crunched the lollipop in his mouth.

Han Zhan is so annoying!

Alan kicked the street light pole beside him.

On the side, the teenager who was also waiting for a taxi heard what Alan had made. He frowned and warned Alan: "This gentleman, damage to public goods. If you are reported, you will be fined."

Alan turned her head, revealing a handsome face that was astonishing.

The little boy was shocked by this beauty and lost his words for a while.

Alan took a lollipop from his pocket and handed it to the little boy, saying, "Bring you, don't report me, okay?"

Little boy: "..."

The young boy accepted Alan’s bribe, opened the packaging paper bag, took out the lollipop and put it in his mouth to taste, and said, “This lollipop is so delicious. What is it? I haven’t eaten it.”

Alan: "Ketamine."

The young boy looked dumbfounded.

Alan touched the other party's head, making the other party blushing, and then lightly threw a sentence: "Synthetic drugs."

The young boy was taken aback, then his face turned pale.

Alan sneered, and said, "You lied to you, child!" He thought of something, curled his lips, and said contemptuously: "A child is a lie. Whatever others say, you believe it is true."

It was clearly stated that they would run away together in the future, but some people left first.

Alan turned around and left. He got on a bus and sat down. Then he pressed the voice button and replied to Han Zhan: [Hough, please say hello to the porcelain beauty, and said, I miss her very much. 】

When Han Zhan heard Alan's voice, his fingertips were cold.

After sending the message, Alan pressed half of his face with a hat to cover the hot sun, then closed his eyes and dozed off.

The first time he came to China, Alan found everything new, even the crowded buses became interesting toys in his eyes.

-

When the bus stopped at the station, when no one was coming up, the driver started the car and closed the door and left. At this time, an aunt holding an umbrella ran over cursingly.

The driver saw the man chasing the car and stopped the car.

As soon as the door opened, the aunt got on the bus violently. She stared at the driver fiercely, and banged on the coin machine next to the driver with the umbrella in her hand.

After knocking, the aunt scolded: "I didn't see anyone wanting to get on the bus! You are amazing driving the bus! I really thought the bus was your car!"

"I paid for the car, do you have the right not to let me in the car?"

The driver couldn't help but pleaded, saying, "Miss, you are late and you have already passed the station."

"You refused to carry passengers, are you still reasonable!" The aunt opened the small wallet, flipped through it, found two fifty cents coins, and threw them into the slot machine.

She scolded the driver a few more words before holding an umbrella to find a seat.

As a result, I turned around and saw that the seats in the car were all full, and no vacancy was found. The aunt's face sank, and she walked straight to a thinner boy in a loose-fitting shirt.

The aunt pushed the boy vigorously, and cursed: "Where to sit at a young age! Don't you know how to make room for the old man! Are you blind?"

The whole car frowned and looked at the aunt with disgust.

Seeing that the boy didn't respond, the aunt got angry, she hey, and pushed the boy again.

Sleeping in a daze, Alan was suddenly woken up by someone, and he opened his eyes displeased.

Just as he was about to pull up his hat, Alan heard an aunt scolding over his head in a shrill voice: "You are still pretending to sleep, do you have a moral heart! Do you have a conscience!"

"stand up!"

Alan:?

What the hell?

He took off his hat, looked up, and stared at the aunt next to him.

The aunt looked at about fifty years old, she was carrying an umbrella in her left hand and a bag of vegetables in her right hand.

Seeing Alan raised her head, revealing a face with a European and American face, the aunt was stunned, and then she cursed: "It turns out to be a foreigner, I have to understand the rules!"

The aunt knocked on the chair under Alan's **** with the umbrella in her hand, and said fiercely, "Give me a seat, my leg hurts!"

Alan pressed his hat down again.

He hung his head, only showing the beautiful jaw line. "You want me to give up my seat?" The young man's voice was very gorgeous, like a medieval duke giving a speech.

Aunt: "I'm getting older, isn't it right for you to give me a seat!" The aunt got used to it, her attitude was arrogant.

Alan giggled suddenly, his scalp numb with laughter.

But the aunt didn't find anything wrong, she knocked on the chair under Alan again, urging Alan: "Get up!"

Alan tilted her head and glanced at the slogan posted by the window. After recognizing the meaning of that row of Chinese characters, Alan said: "On the bus, you should be polite to the elderly, the weak, the sick and the disabled."

Alan raised her head slightly and smiled sly at the aunt.

That smile frightened the aunt.

Alan stood up slowly, and while standing up, he said, "I think you are not old, you are not a child, and you are not pregnant..."

Alan grinned to the root of his ears. He said, "So you are disabled?"

The aunt realized that the young guy was cursing, she sipped, and yelled: "You are the disabled! Your whole family is disabled! You are young, so vicious!"

Alan suspected that she was abusive, and stretched out her right foot directly, kicking the sole of her foot quickly and forcefully on the aunt's knee.

The aunt's knee seemed to be hit by a hammer, and she knelt forward uncontrollably!

"what!"

The passengers were shocked.

Alan stepped on the aunt's knee, he smiled and pressed hard under his feet.

Auntie heard the sound of breaking her bones, she cried sadly: "It's amazing, foreigners beat Chinese people!"

All the passengers in the car were scared by Alan, and the aunt was indeed hated, and there was no one to help. Even the driver just parked the car on the side of the road and forgot to react.

Alan pulled the crying aunt up with one hand, and respectfully said to her: "Mother, your leg is disabled and physically inconvenient, please sit down." After that, Alan thoughtfully disabled the aunt. Legs, carefully placed, hang down in front of the seat.

After being injured by Alan's picture, the aunt's polite appearance made her whole body chills. She was sweating on her forehead with pain, but she didn't dare to scold another word.

This is a neurosis!

Alan walked to the driver's seat of the bus. He lowered his hat and smiled at the driver, and praised the driver: "Master, your car is good and stable. It deserves five-star praise."

After he finished speaking, he pressed the button to open the door and got out of the car in such a grand manner, leaving the car filled with jaw-dropping passengers and the howling aunt.

...

When Han Zhan returned home, Song Ci was watching a video on her mobile phone.

Han Zhan vaguely heard a man in the phone say: "Look, this is the young man in the hat. He was sleeping after getting in the car. This aunt started to curse after getting in the car."

"The aunt awoke the young man and asked him to give up his seat. The speech was a bit intense, and the speech was incomprehensible. The young man beat her right leg to the knee, and then invited her to sit down. Because the young man kept wearing a hat without showing his face It’s more difficult to find out his identity."

Han Zhan walked to Song Ci and sat down and asked her, "What are you looking at?"

Song Ci directly handed the phone to Han Zhan and told him concisely: "An aunt was too arrogant and asked a young man to give her a seat. As a result, the young man beat her leg and gave her a seat."

That young man really did ‘driving in a civilized way, letting him sit for the old, the weak, the sick and the disabled’.

Han Zhan said, "Is there any kind of talent?"

Han Zhan replayed the video. In the video, his brain almost completely covered the young man's face, only his chin and nose were exposed.

Han Zhan didn't recognize the identity of this person. He returned the phone to Song Ci. Then he said, "A ruthless person will accept it."

Presumably, this aunt will never dare to rely on the old to sell her.

Just then, Han Zhan's WeChat rang again.

Han Zhan opened WeChat and saw Alan said: [The original input method also supports handwriting. 】

Han Zhan?

Alan sent another message: [Brother, I seem to have become a new Internet celebrity because of beating people on the bus. 】

Han Zhan was a little tired. This troublemaker is not willing to go wherever he goes!

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In real life, there are really such unreasonable passengers. The description of this aunt is not exaggerated, and life is sometimes more exaggerated than novels.