Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

Holding Song porcelain, Han Zhan put his chin on top of Song porcelain's head and told her: "Porcelain treasure, when the Ferris wheel is completed, you will go sit with me. I will take you to stand on the highest place of Yulong Mountain and take a look. This city."

"it is good!"

Hearing what Han Zhan said, Song Ci was full of blood.

Han Zhan took Song Ci and walked towards the manor.

As he walked, he introduced: "This mountain is a gift from Moyao godmother when I was an adult."

Song Ci didn't feel strange when he heard that this mountain was sent by Moyao. "Godmother treats you so well."

"They are just a godson like me, so naturally they like it."

Jin Luolan is busy with her career and has never had any children. Because Di Rongrong had lost a child, she had a psychological shadow of re-pregnancy, and she had no children.

Mo Yao wants a child, but he has never been pregnant. Han Zhan, their only son, how could they not love?

After being retrieved by his grandfather, Han Zhan was the child who grew up spoiled by Tuan.

When Han Zhan was eighteen years old, in 2006, the phenomenon of domestic property speculation and land speculation was not as pathological as it is now, but the land was also valuable.

He gave Han Zhan a mountain as soon as he shot it, and Mo Yao godmother really loved Han Zhan.

Song Ci pretended to be angry and asked Han Zhan, "You secretly built a manor behind my back. When did you start building it?"

Han Zhan: "I asked someone to design this house while Mrs. Mu was still alive."

Is it so early?

Han Zhan explained: "Remember, Mrs. Mu once fell on the stairs after she was pregnant, and almost lost her life due to a severe hemorrhage and abortion. At that time, I decided to change to a big house and take an elevator up and down. The kind."

There are also several real estate development companies in Wangdong City that have built several large villas with elevators. Han Zhan has visited them and was not satisfied.

Unable to find a satisfactory one, he had to ask someone to design it himself.

Han Zhan told Song Ci: "The duplex building we used to be small, and there will be two more cubs soon, and the house cannot be accommodated. It was completely completed a year ago and the new house will remain vacant for another year. Before the Spring Festival next year, We just moved here to live."

Han Zhan felt regretful. He said, "You are about to give birth. The house has just been built."

Song Ci stared at his pregnant belly and said, "It's okay. Change to a big house and the children will have a place to play in the future. Besides, we are still young. Who can guarantee that we will have a second child in the future?"

"That's up to you." Han Zhan has a strong family property. Even if Song Ci gave birth to a football team child, Han Zhan can train them to become talents.

However, the body belongs to Song Ci, so if you are willing to regenerate, you must respect Song Ci's ideas.

The formidable door rumbled open.

Song Ci looked up and saw a fountain square shaped like a guitar.

Han Zhan led Song Ci into the manor.

Standing in front of the fountain square, Song Ci looked at the scenery inside the manor.

To the left of the fountain pond is the garden and recreation area, and to the right is an artificial lake. It takes three or four minutes to walk from the gate of the manor to the main building of the manor.

The building has a total of three floors. Two curved staircases are located on the left and right sides of the building, leading from the first floor to the second floor.

Han Zhan led Song Ci into the lobby on the first floor.

As soon as she entered, Song Ci was shocked by the ten-meter-high circular dome hall.

She raised her head and looked at the arc-shaped dome above her head.

The dome is designed as a translucent glass material, which is bright during the day as if you are outside.

The sky is full of stars printed on the glass.

Seeing Song Ci staring at the stars in a daze, Han Zhan told Song Ci: "Those stars have a light-absorbing effect, and they will light up at night. At that time, they will look like they are looking at the summer night sky."

Song Ci was shocked.

It turns out that the reports in the magazine are true. Han Zhan’s mansion really has a starry sky dome hall comparable to the beauty of a Western church.

Han Zhan snapped his fingers.

Above the dome, an arc-shaped baffle suddenly rose, and they blocked the day.

The door behind the two was also closed, and the newly bright hall suddenly plunged into day and night.

Han Zhan's pleasant low voice sounded softly beside Song Ci's ear: "Porcelain treasure, look up."

Song Ci looked up obediently.

When she raised her head, Song Cibian saw the galaxy, and the universe of the galaxy reflected on the dome, which was incredibly beautiful.

Those stars are still blinking.

Song Ci's breathing was almost suffocated. Before the absolute beauty, Song Ci's words were poor, and a sentence popped out: "My mother, it's so beautiful."

Han Zhan laughed and told her: "This is my inspiration. I told the designer the inspiration, and the designer added it."

Under the starlight, Han Zhan suddenly bent over Song Ci and stretched out his right hand, like a noble and elegant gentleman, sending an invitation to Song Ci.

"Mrs. Han, would you like to show your face and dance with you?"

Song Ci held back a smile and put his left hand on Han Zhan's palm.

Han Zhan put his other hand on Song Ci's waist. He took Song Ci with his big belly and danced a waltz under the stars.

After the jump, Han Zhan held Song Ci's cheeks in both hands.

He kissed Song Ci's lips.

As soon as the kiss was over, Han Zhan suddenly said, "Porcelain Bao, do you remember what happened at your birthday party? That day, you passed the crowd, passed them, and walked straight to me. You smiled at me. Now, my eyes are shining brightly, and I see the stars in the sky in your eyes."

At that time, Han Zhan felt that Song Ci's eyes were more charming than the stars. So when the designer asked him about the pattern theme of the dome, Han Zhan told him that he wanted the stars in Song Ci's eyes.

Hearing this, Song Ci was heart palpitated.

She gradually noticed that Han Zhan's body temperature was rising steadily, and her eyes were very hot. Song Ci quickly let go of Han Zhan and reminded him: "Han Zhan, I will give birth in one month, so don't be foolish."

"Sorry."

Han Zhan snapped his fingers and the room was brightly lit.

He quickly turned around and went to the bathroom, and after a while, he walked out. When he came out, Han Zhan had traces of cold water on his face.

The two looked at each other and both held back a smile.

"Let's go, I'll take you to see other places."

"it is good."

After visiting the first floor, the two took the elevator to the second floor.

In the elevator, Song Ci asked Han Zhan, "How much did this house cost?" She was a layman and only cared about money.

Han Zhan said a number.

Song Ci was speechless and roared in his heart: The trench is inhumane!

Song Ci was stimulated.

I think that when she lived in the country with her parents, because the country house was more exotic than the houses of other people in the village, she felt very happy.

Later, I moved into the city, because my family bought a 10,000 yuan Sony TV and was watched by the neighbors. Song Ci also felt that he had face.

Later, when he was adopted by the Mu family and moved into the three-story single-family villa for the first time, Song Ci felt that he was a pheasant entering the phoenix nest, and the chicken and dog ascended to heaven.

On the first night after entering the Mu's house, Song Ci lay on the bed of the Mu's house, not sleeping well.

But now, she has become the hostess of the large manor in front of you!

For the first time, she deeply felt the joy of being the richest man's wife, the feeling that walking was like stepping on the clouds.

Floating, the feeling of being rich is really cool.

She could have predicted that in the first week of moving into a new home, she would be so excited that she couldn't even sleep.

Han Zhan took Song Ci to visit other rooms and facilities in the house. Finally, they came to the master bedroom.

The master bedroom is fully open, with a custom-made King-size bed head against the wall, and a glass window on the right.

Song Ci walked to the floor-to-ceiling windows and found that standing here, he could have a panoramic view of Yulongyuan River.

In winter, Yulongyuan does not store much water, the river is calm, and the mountains and rivers are unharmed.

Han Zhan was standing next to her. He pointed to a building on the river in the distance and said, "There is Yulong Building."

Song Ci looked over and saw the Yulong Mansion standing above the river, with the high dragon heads rising up to the sky, which was awe-inspiring.

Song Ci said: "After you go to work, my child and I can see you at home."

Song Ci thought of something and suddenly said, "We will put a binoculars here, and then the children will be able to peek at you if they miss dad."

Han Zhan: "Isn't WeChat video more convenient?"

Song Cibai glanced at Han Zhan, disgusted with his incomprehensible style, she said: "This is called romance, don't you understand?"

Han Zhan didn't understand the romantic aspect of Song Ci's proposal, but he knew that Song Ci's point of view could not be refuted at this time.

Han Zhan nodded obediently, echoing Song Ci's opinion, "What you said makes sense."

The two stood by the window for a while, and Song Ci turned and walked to the bathroom.

A carved screen is used as a partition between the shower room and the master bedroom. The bathtub is on the left and the shower room on the right. There are two sinks in the middle, and next to the toilet is the toilet.

The aisle in the middle is very wide, with an incense table. On the table, there is a jade carving of a portrait of fifty centimeters high.

Song Ci stared at the jade carving, a little surprised.

"this is me?"

The jade sculpture carved from white jade is a slim woman.

She was wearing a backless skirt, long hair, and a fox mask, and she was playing the violin.

When Han Zhan heard Song Ci's words, he walked towards Song Ci quickly.

Looking at the statuette, Han Zhan nodded and said, "This is the look of you and Liang Bo when you were on stage at the Wangdong TV Spring Festival Gala."

Han Zhan sat in the audience that night, enjoying the beauty of Song Ci with the audience.

At that time, he was thinking that he must ask someone to carve the beauty of Song porcelain and engrave it in time.

"good looking."

Song Ci praised herself, and she didn't know whether she was praised for her beauty or the works carved by craftsmen were beautiful.

Song Ci couldn't put it down and touched the statue a few times. She laughed and teased Han Zhan: "Brother Han, come, let you touch me when I was in a **** body, and get addicted to hands."

Han Zhan shook his head and laughed, "Don't make trouble."

Although the statue is beautiful, the people around him are what his heart desires.

"Let's go, let's go to the back mountain to see."

Han Zhan personally drove the tour bus in the manor and took Song Ci to visit the lawn in the backyard, training ground, and horse farm.

Finally, they came to the playground on the back hill.

Song Ci looked up at the white Ferris wheel. She shook her head, held a tree next to her, and refused to leave.

Han Zhan thought she was tired, so he said: "Let me hug you." Han Zhan's arms are strong, Song Ci has gained weight, and he can easily lift her up sideways.

Song Ci reached out and touched Han Zhan's mouth, disgusting him. "Brother Han shut up and let me experience the happiness of a rich lady."

Han Zhan: "..."

-

After visiting the manor, it was already noon.

Han Zhan took Song Ci to a farm at the foot of Yulong Mountain for dinner.

After eating, Han Zhan received a call from Han Aoyu, saying that an old friend had sent him some quails and asked them to go back to eat quail at night.

Song Ci grows so big and has never eaten quail.

Han Zhan drove Song Ci back to his grandfather, then went to the company again, and came back for dinner in the evening.

Seeing that Song Ci's face increased with a smile, and his depressive condition should have improved, Han Aoyu was relieved.

The quail was covered by a bamboo frame by Han Aoyu, and it was not killed yet.

Affected by the previous epidemic, Song Ci was afraid to eat wild animals. She asked Han Aoyu, "Is quail a protected animal, grandpa?"

"Yes."

Song Ci said: “Protect animals not to eat. Now eating game has been found, and you will be fined and go to jail.” Song Ci is a disciplined and law-abiding citizen who resolutely refrains from doing things that violate the law.

Han Aoyu couldn't laugh or cry.

He likes Song Ci's cuteness.

Han Aoyu looked at Song Ci a little anxiously, and then said: "This is a quail raised in the mountains. It is not wild and has no virus. You can eat it without worry. Besides, if you can't eat it, do I dare to give it to you?"

Hearing this, Song Ci put his heart back in his stomach.

This clock came out with a basin and a kitchen knife. He saw Song Ci standing next to the bamboo frame and said hurriedly: "Song girl, I'm going to kill, you avoid it."

Song Ci not only refused to evade, but also eagerly said: "I like plucking, Uncle Zhong, you kill them, let me pluck them."

Zhong Buhui: "..."

I can't tell, looking at the charming beauty, she loves to pluck bird feathers.

"Well."

When Zhong Buhui killed the quail, his grandfather brought boiled water and scalded the quail in a boiling bucket for a few minutes before letting Song Ci pluck the hair.

Song Ci stood by the stone table in the garden, placed the quail pot on the table, and grabbed a handful of hairs.

After the quail hair was cleaned, Song Ci couldn't help taking pictures to show off to Yan Jiang about eating quail tonight.

Yan Jiang sent a drooling expression.

But he had to go to work and couldn't go to his grandfather's house for food.

Han Zhan didn't get home until 7:30 in the evening. Zhong Buhui was worried that the quail would be cold if cooked early, which would affect the taste of the food, so he decided to postpone dinner.

Song Ci was a little hungry at four o'clock in the afternoon, so Zhong Buhui first cooked her a plate of three-color fried rice.

Song Ci received a voice call from Su Huanyan after eating.

What is Su Huanyan calling her now?

Song Ci answered the voice, and heard Su Huanyan's gentle voice: "Song Ci, do you still live with Grandpa?"

"It just happened to be today."

Su Huanyan said, “I’m in the Cheng’s old house now. My mother came to see me a few days ago and brought me the specialties of Sioux City. I thought you said that you liked Sioux cuisine, so I gave it to you. Some, ready to send it to you some time."

"You happen to be on Grandpa's side, so I'm here to find you?"

Song Ci: "Good!"

After hanging up the voice call, Song Ci told Han Aoyu: "Grandpa, Cheng Yanmo's wife is coming soon. Is there enough rice to cook? I want to keep her for a meal."

"Fuck!"

"That's good."

Song Ci came to the door and waited for a while, and saw Su Huanyan coming.

Su Huanyan looked like a gentle girl, but this girl was very courageous. After more than seven months of pregnancy, she drove the car so hard.

Parked the car at the door of Han's house, Su Huanyan walked down. She was wearing flat shoes and a long mist blue down jacket. Her belly was bigger than when she met Song Ci last time.

It was also pregnant, Su Huanyan still looked slender, with only a long belly.

Song Ci stared at Su Huanyan's thin arms and legs, with infinite jealousy in his heart.

God, this is not a way to survive.

"Song Ci, come and help me mention it."

Song Ci hurried over and was a little surprised to see the many gifts on the back seat. "So how?"

Su Huanyan smiled and bluntly said: "Your grandpa is here, I can't see his old man empty-handed."

Su Huanyan patted the beautifully packaged Biluochun on the seat, and she said: "Listen to Yanmo, your grandfather loves to drink tea, my Biluochun, but my father’s treasure during his lifetime. His old man is gone, it’s better to keep this thing. Give it away."

"Then I will thank you for Grandpa."

The two entered the house carrying bags.

Han Aoyu saw Su Huanyan carrying a few big bags, he walked up with a smile, and asked Su Huanyan with a smile: "Sister Su is here to give Song Ci warmth, is there any grandpa's part?"

"Grandpa, what else can you do without you?" Faced with Han Aoyu's jokes, Su Huanyan also behaved generously. She handed Biluochun both hands to Han Aoyu, and said, "Grandpa heard this tea, whether you like it or not."

Han Aoyu took out a small box from the bag, opened the lid, and smelled the fragrance of the best Biluochun.

Han Aoyu smiled. He said, "Good stuff! I will have dinner with me tonight. There are quails. Your Uncle Zhong has a great craftsmanship. You must like it."

Su Huanyan agreed with the kindness.

Su Huanyan brought Caizhizhai's gourmet snacks and Taihu whitebait to Song Ci.

Song Ci had previously revealed to Su Huanyan that she loved to drink whitebait soup, presumably knowing that her mother was coming, Su Huanyan greeted her mother in advance and asked Su Mu to bring the whitebait.

Things are not very valuable, but the heart is heavy.

Song Ci was moved a little, Su Huanyan gave her a special product, but she didn't have anything suitable for Su Huanyan. She wondered when to get something sincere and give it to Su Huanyan.

The two chatted for a while, and it was dark.

During the period, Cheng Yanmo called her, and the two of them looked like a pair of partners, with respectful attitudes. If you ask, I will answer.

It's good everywhere, just not like a couple.

Song Ci has no say in other people's lives. She listened quietly, feeling a lot in her heart.

After hanging up the phone, Su Huanyan saw Song Ci staring at herself curiously. She said, “It’s Yanmo. If he works overtime every night, he will call me and my child.” There may be no love between the two, but family affection. But there are.

"He is a good husband."

"Ok."

Han Zhan returned soon. Seeing Su Huanyan at home, Han Zhan was a little surprised.

"Mr. Han."

"Mrs. Cheng."

Su Huanyan greeted Han Zhan and continued to chat with Song Ci.

After dinner, Su Huanyan left.

Seeing that it was too late, Han Aoyu said: "No regrets, you send Su Yatou back. It is not safe to drive alone at night, especially on this kind of mountain road." The reason why you call Zhong Buhui to send Su Huanyan instead of calling Han Zhan, Han Aoyu is also To avoid suspicion.

Zhong Buhui was about to get up, but saw Han Zhan stand up first. "I'll go." Fearing that Song Ci would be thinking about it again, thinking that he had fallen in love with Su Huanyan, Han Zhan asked Song Ci in a gentle voice: "Cibao, will you go with me?"

Song Ci guarded against anyone, and he would not guard against Cheng Yanmo's pregnant wife.

She shook her head, "Go, and you will return."

"it is good."

Han Zhan drove his car and sent Su Huanyan home.

Su Huanyan was sitting in the co-pilot, stroking her belly and chatting with Han Zhan.

"Song Ci is about to give birth, right?"

"Just next month."

Han Zhan knew that Su Huanyan would feel embarrassed to be alone with him, so he asked for a conversation.

When Su Huanyan fell silent, Han Zhan also said, "Miss Cheng is going to give birth in two months, right?"

"Yes, I am about twenty days later than Song Ci."

"You guys are really destined to have children together."

Hearing this, Su Huanyan laughed with emotion. She said: "It is destined. Looking at so many famous ladies in Dongcheng, I can play with her."

Han Zhan smiled meaningfully.

Su Huanyan felt that Han Zhan's smile was strange indescribable.

She didn't ask much, fearing that she might be wrong.

The car stopped at the door of Cheng's house. Su Huanyan tried to open the car door, but found that the car door was locked. Su Huanyan realized that something was wrong, she moved her hand from the doorknob.

Su Huanyan turned her head and looked at Han Zhan.

I saw that Han Zhan's jaw line was tight and his eyes were extremely cold.

Su Huanyan was slightly startled, feeling uneasy in her heart.

Su Huanyan felt offended, she said in a cold voice, "Mr. Han, what do you mean?"

At the door of Cheng's house, Su Huanyan didn't believe what Han Zhan dared to do to her, and spoke with confidence.

Han Zhan's right hand wearing leather gloves, stroking it slowly on the joystick, he suddenly said: "Miss Su can play with us Song Ci. Is it because of the same temperament? Or is there another reason?"

Su Huan was a little surprised that Han Zhan would say such things.

Su Huanyan let out a deep breath, and said, "Whether Mr. Han believes it or not, I am not bad to Song Ci. I admire her talent and temperament, but I just want to be friends with her. If you don't believe me , You can check my details."

As Han Aoyu's grandson, Han Zhan wanted to find out Su Huanyan's details easily.

Han Zhan laughed. He said, "It seems that I misunderstood."

Seeing Han Zhan's smile, Su Huanyan didn't feel relieved, but was even more disturbed.

Suddenly, Han Zhan said: "I thought you were deliberately approaching us Song Ci because of Cecilio's relationship?"

That was the first time Su Huanyan heard the name Cecilio mentioned in her ears after returning to China.

From the moment Han Zhan heard the name Cecilio, Su Huanyan knew that she had no secrets or privacy in front of Han Zhan.

The ridiculous relationship with Cecilio is Su Huanyan's secret.

Even her family did not know that she had an unforgettable love with a man during her stay in Italy.

Every time I heard Cecilio's name, Su Huanyan's heart throbbed.

She squeezed her seat belt and asked in a whisper: "Why do you know him?"

"Cesilio?" Han Zhan chuckled. "Ms. Su is the only girlfriend Cecilio has ever had. Didn't you hear him say that he has a younger brother whose Chinese name is Han Zhan?"

Su Huanyan was a little surprised. She said, "Are you his younger brother named Hoff?"

"It seems that Cecilio really cares about you." Being able to tell Su Huanyan about his family affairs is enough to prove Su Huanyan's status in Cecilio's heart.

Since a few months ago, Song Ci returned from Italy after filming and told Han Zhan that she had met Cecilio in Italy, and Han Zhan sent someone to check Cecilio's life over the years.

Cecilio's life is very exciting. Every day he has become a spy shot. The only surprise is that such a cold-hearted and heartless thing will fall in love with a woman.

But God opened his eyes, the woman he loved, after all, left him.

Hearing Han Zhan said that Cecilio cared about herself, Su Huanyan just laughed ironically.

Han Zhan said to Su Huanyan, "Have you seen Cecilio's mother?"

Su Huanyan hesitated, and then said, "Before, I accidentally saw Cecilio's album box pendant. I was fortunate to meet Song Mother."

Han Zhan glanced at her deeply and asked, "Really accidentally?"

Su Huanyan's breathing was stagnant, and only after a long while, did he reply to Han Zhan: "It's up to you."

Very good, the gentle tulip gene mutation revealed the essence of her overlord flower.

Han Zhan suddenly pressed the car to unlock the door.

Hearing a click, Su Huanyan reached out and pushed the car door.

As she was about to go down, she heard Han Zhan saying behind her again: "Su Huanyan, Song Ci treats you as a friend. I don't ask you to treat her heart and soul, but you don't hurt her."

Su Huanyan slid out of the car and turned her back to Han Zhan, not in a hurry to leave.

Han Zhan: "If you dare to hurt her, I will let you Su family pay the price together."

Su Huanyan chuckled lightly and said sarcastically, "You really deserve to be brothers, your speaking styles are exactly the same..." After a pause, Su Huanyan added: "The same is disgusting."

Su Huanyan is not afraid to offend Han Zhan.

As a former girlfriend of the big brother, Su Huanyan is used to seeing all kinds of big occasions and thrilling scenes, and she is really not afraid of the threats from Han Zhan.

Su Huanyan said that and left.

Han Zhan looked at the woman's arrogant and lonely back, but he actually believed in Su Huanyan's words.

-

When Han Zhan returned home, Song Ci stopped him at the door.

Han Zhan looked at her amused, opened his arms, and said, "I have no hickey marks on my body, no perfume, no cheating, don't worry."

Song Ci laughed now.

"Don't be poor, I didn't ask you this." Song Ci squinted at Han Zhan's eyes, and asked suspiciously: "Did you carry me and talk with Huanyan?"

Otherwise, Han Zhan, who is too troublesome and indifferent, would not take the initiative to bring Su Huanyan home.

Han Zhan was a little helpless.

"Why are you suddenly online?"

Song Ci is very strange, sometimes, looking confused, like a little fool.

But in big matters, she is very smart. This matter later than today, such as the last time he and Song Fei jointly conspired with Mu Mian, has been seen through by Song Ci every time.

Song Ci closed the door behind him, leaned on the door panel with his arms folded, and ordered Han Zhan: "Quickly explain the truth, and you are not allowed to enter the house unless you explain it."

It seems that I can only compromise.

Han Zhan told her: "Su Huanyan."

"Ok?"

"She was Cecilio's girlfriend."

Song Ci:?

Suddenly hearing Cecilio's name, Song Ci was still a little confused. After two seconds, when Song Ci remembered Cecilio's identity, she was stunned.

"How come? Huanyan and Cecilio?"

Huanyan is a couple with her half-brother?

This...

Song Ci imagined the scene of Su Huanyan and Cecilio standing together, like a flower inserted on a cracked stone.

Out of place.

"So what did you tell her?"

Han Zhan: "Su Huanyan may be suspicious of your relationship with Cecilio's mother. I am worried that she has no plans to approach you, so I have to warn her."

Song Ci couldn't help saying: "Huayan is definitely a good girl, you believe me, my instinct is very accurate."

Han Zhan couldn't help pouring cold water on her and said, "You used to think Mu Qiu was a good sister."

Song Ci: "..."

Song Ci wanted to hammer Han Zhan a bit.

She raised her small fist and was about to punch it down, but her stomach hurts.

Song Ci hurriedly retracted his small fist, swiped his fists into palms, and dragged his stomach. "Hiss!" Song Ci touched his stomach and looked up at Han Zhan, who looked nervous. He said, "My stomach hurts a bit."

Han Zhan's expression changed in shock. "Isn't it about to give birth?" But now it's only more than eight months!

Song Fei extended his right arm to Han Zhan, "Quickly, help me to lie down on the bed."

Han Zhan directly hugged Song Ci.

He took Song Ci three steps and took two steps back to the room.

After only lying on the bed for a while, Song Ci felt that his stomach didn't hurt anymore.

She felt a bit more carefully and confirmed that her stomach really didn't hurt anymore, which was relieved.

Zhong Buhui followed upstairs and stood outside the door and asked, "Zhan Zhan, what's wrong with Girl Song? I think you just ran up holding her, is she uncomfortable?"

Just now, Han Zhan ran upstairs holding Song Ci, shocking both Han Aoyu and Zhong Buhui.

Han Zhan asked Song Ci: "Are you feeling better?"

Song Ci nodded, "It's okay, maybe it was cramps just now."

Tummy cramps too?

Han Zhan turned around and went to the corridor, and explained to Zhong Buhui: "It's okay, Song Ci's stomach cramps just now, and it's all right now."

"Scared us."

Knowing that Song Ci was innocent, Zhong Buhui went downstairs.

Although Song Ci said that he was okay, Han Zhan was still worried.

He took a bath and didn't sleep, so he lay down and talked to Song Ci, and asked her if his stomach hurts after a while.

Song Ci never said it hurts.

At 10:40 at night, Song Ci couldn't hold back his sleepiness, and fell asleep when he said he was asleep.

Han Zhan felt relieved when she saw that she was asleep.

It wasn't long before Han Zhan was awakened by Song Ci.

"Han Zhan!" Song Ci's tone sounded flustered.

Han Zhan woke up suddenly and turned on the wall lamp for the first time. He sat up and looked down at Song Ci.

Seeing Song Ci flushed with anxiety, Han Zhan quickly asked her: "What's the matter?"

Song Ci was ashamed, but still told Han Zhan, "My pants seem to be wet."

Han Zhan was stunned, and said, "Did you pee?"

Some pregnant women do have urine leakage in the third trimester.

Song Ci shook her head and said, "It doesn't look like it, I don't have the habit of leaking urine, I think..." Song Ci looked uneasy, and she said, "Han Zhan, is it because the amniotic fluid is broken?"

Song Ci could feel that something was flowing down her body.

The gentle feeling is not like urine.

Han Zhan quickly opened the quilt and checked Song Ci's pants.

The transparent liquid is not urine at all.

Han Zhan's expression changed suddenly!

"Porcelain treasure, don't be afraid, I'll take you to the hospital!"

Han Zhan picked up the phone immediately and called the hospital dean to tell the doctors in the obstetrics and gynecology department to prepare for the delivery, and asked them to drive an ambulance to pick up Song Ci.

After the phone call, Han Zhan was about to rush downstairs holding Song Ci. Song Ci suddenly shouted, "Brother Han, I didn't take the baby's clothes!"

Han Zhan had already ran to the stairwell holding her.

Hearing this, he opened his throat and yelled: "Uncle Zhong, Song Ci's amniotic fluid broke. I will take her to the hospital. You will help me take the children's things to the hospital. All the things are packed and placed in our room. In his bedroom!"

During the call, Han Zhan rushed to the door.

The movement made by Han Zhan awakened a whole room.

Han Aoyu woke up, Zhong Buhui woke up too, and the guard who had just taken a break from shift woke up too.

Han Aoyu didn't care about wearing the warm jacket, so he rushed out of the room just wearing a set of personal warm clothes.

He ran to the door, only to see the taillights of Han Zhan's car sweeping across the corner, and soon disappeared.

Han Aoyu trembles a little in a hurry.

"No regrets, is Girl Song going to give birth!"

Zhong Bugui nodded his head sternly.

Han Aoyu exclaimed: "How can this work? It's only been more than eight months!"

Zhong Buhui said: "I'm afraid it's going to be premature."

Just now Han Zhan shouted eagerly, Zhong Buhui did not hear clearly, but he also guessed what Han Zhan was ordering.

Zhong Buhui came upstairs, opened Han Zhan's room, and saw the box standing by the corner of the wall.

Inside the box, there are supplies prepared by Song Ci in advance.

Zhong Buhui carried his things and ran downstairs. When Han Aoyu changed his clothes, he drove Han Aoyu with his clothes and went to the hospital.

...

In the hospital.

Song Ci has entered the delivery room and the doctor is checking her amniotic fluid rupture. Han Zhan was standing in the room like an ant on a hot pot. He asked the doctor: "Doctor Zhang, what's the situation with my wife now?"

Song Ci raised her lower limbs, and her face paled because of this sudden situation.

The doctor raised his head and told Han Zhan: "The amniotic fluid is indeed broken, but there is no contractions. First, do a B-ultrasound to check the amniotic fluid. If it does not work, the child can only be removed surgically. Otherwise, the child will be suffocated if there is less amniotic fluid. "