Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

After that day, Song Ci never saw Edward or Agen again.

They seem to have disappeared out of thin air.

But the eyes in the dark were staring at Song Ci all the time, and Song Ci could not escape anyway.

Edward did not restrict Song Ci's freedom, she could walk around the house and do anything.

But she still cannot access the Internet.

She was isolated in this house, and she could see the blue sky when she raised her head and the sea when she lowered her head. In addition, Song Ci knew nothing about what happened outside.

Edward said that if Song Ci can learn Sicilian within a month, Song Ci must learn it!

Can't learn, please refer to the half fan of mutton and the spy woman in the end.

The threat of death forced Song Ci to pick up and study again.

She took a serious attitude that she had never had before, and worked hard to learn Sicilian.

Song Ci kept talking to the people in the house every day. At the beginning of their conversation, it was like a chicken talking to a duck, you said yours, I said mine.

After a few days, Song Ci could understand some daily conversations.

Gradually, Song Ci could understand what people said, and she could also speak a few Sicilian words. Just the pronunciation is not standard enough.

The one-month time limit was approaching, and a string was tense in Song Ci's heart.

She didn't know how many days her head could stay on her neck, so she treated every day as the last day.

After dinner every day, Song Ci would stand for a walk in the courtyard on the first floor. The courtyard is facing the sea, and the iron fence courtyard wall cannot block the scenery outside.

Song Ci listened to the sound of the waves and smelled the fishy smell of the sea breeze in the air. When she thought of something, her eyes gradually became deeper.

Song Ci stared at the opposite island and started to stun.

The scenery on the island is very good. There are people playing on the island every day. Song Ci can see girls wearing bikinis on the island.

Song Ci asked the servant: "Is the island on the opposite side a tourist area?"

The servant said: "Yes, except for the island where Mr. lives, the trails nearby are all scenic tourist areas."

Sicily is a holiday resort, and it is also where Edward and the others come from.

The scenery here is good, public security is also very good, the crime in this city is even lower than other cities.

It seems that Edward is very fond of the tourism industry and manages the security around it very safely.

On this day, the sunset is about to set.

The tall and beautiful maid walked out of the house pushing the dining car, planning to feed the sharks.

Song Ci saw it and walked out of the room hurriedly.

"Freya, can I feed the sharks with you?"

The woman named Freya looked at Song Ci with some caution.

Feeding the sharks is Freya's job, and she is dereliction of duty, she is the food that was fed to the sharks.

Freya couldn't believe Song Ci.

She was worried that Song Ci would play tricks, but she refused without thinking.

"No, you are a guest. I will do this kind of rough work." Freya refused Song Ci, pushing the dining car to the courtyard wall alone.

Song Ci silently followed Freya.

Freya opened the iron gate, put on her gloves, stood on the edge of the cliff, lifted half of the lamb on the dining car, and threw them into the sea.

When she leaned forward, Freya's feet suddenly slipped.

"what!"

The lamb in Freya's hand fell into the sea, and she also slid down the cliff.

"Freya!"

Song Ci quickly rushed forward, holding Freya's hand tightly with both hands.

Freya was held by Song Ci, hanging on the edge of the cliff, her face pale.

Song Ci tried his best to pull Freya upward.

"Don't struggle, the more you struggle, the more dangerous you are. Be quiet, and I will save you." Song Ci's voice was calming.

Freya nodded with a pale face.

The rock on the cliff was sharp, and Freya's body was cut by the sharp rock, bleeding a lot.

While Song Ci dragged Freya, Freya inevitably suffered some injuries.

Hearing the movement, the bodyguard ran over and helped Song Ci pull Freya up together.

Freya's legs were weak, and she knelt beside the dining car.

Hearing the sudden sound of splashing under the cliff, Freya turned and lowered her head and glanced at the sea.

Coco the shark came out of the sea, bit the half fan of lamb, and left contentedly.

Upon seeing this, Freya's face was like pewter.

If Song Ci hadn't rescued her just now, then she might have become Coco's belly food.

Freya glanced deeply at Song Ci.

Song Ci was turning her wrist. Just now to save Freya, Song Ci's wrist was strained.

Freya smiled gratefully at Song Ci and thanked her: "Thank you, you saved my life."

Song Ci nodded and said coldly, "Be careful next time."

"it is good."

Freya slowly stood up and was taken by the bodyguard to treat the wound.

Seeing that Song Ci was still sitting on the ground, the bodyguard asked her, "Song, are you hurt?"

Song Ci waved his hand and said, "No, let me be alone."

The bodyguard thought about it, but left.

There is a cliff outside, and there is a coco, a **** of sea Zhenhai in the sea, forgive her for not jumping into the sea to escape.

Song Ci did not dare to jump into the sea to escape.

First, she has deep sea phobia, and second, she is timid and cherishes her life.

She would rather stay alive in Edward's house than try to escape by jumping into the sea.

In fact, Song Ci knew the truth very well, and when he arrived at Edward's site, Song Ci did not expect to escape.

She didn't even want to run away.

Song porcelain sits on the ground like a salted fish, watching the sun sinking at the end of the coastline.

The scene before me is so beautiful.

Song Ci suddenly missed Han Zhan.

She got up after sitting for a while, and when she got up, her toes rubbed the place where Freya had fallen.

The land was very smooth, and it looked like it had been smeared with some kind of lubricating oil.

The next day, Freya came to feed Coco on time.

Song Ci is wearing a sea-blue dress, standing beside the iron fence, gazing at the distant island.

Hearing the sound of rolling wheels in the dining room, Song Ci turned around.

Seeing Freya, Song Ci asked her: "Is your injury healed?"

Freya smiled shyly and said, "It's okay."

Song Ci noticed that Freya was moving a bit slower than before.

Freya opened the iron gate and was about to wear gloves, when Song Ci suddenly reached out and took the gloves away. "I'll help you."

Freya hesitated.

Song Ci said again: "Don't worry, it's okay."

Freya did not stop.

Song Ci put on his gloves and slowly picked up the half fan of mutton. "It's quite heavy." Song Ci said.

Freya smiled and said, "Coco is more edible."

"It's obvious."

Song Ci dropped the half of lamb.

No one noticed that there was also a small bottle of skin care products that was thrown into the sea along with the lamb.

After a few days, Song Ci would help Freya to feed the sharks.

She seemed to fall in love with feeding sharks.

The bodyguard reported Song Ci's anomaly to Edward. Edward did not find that Song Ci was playing a ghost, thinking that Song Ci was simply loving to feed the sharks, so he acquiesced in Song Ci's behavior.

In a blink of an eye, it took a month.

Edward is back.

Also coming back with him was Cecilio, who had a two-sided bond with Song Ci.

When Edward got home, he was called to Song Ci.

Song Ci was eating lunch at that time.

Song Ci shook his hands a little when he heard that Edward was going to see him.

She calmed down quickly, changed her clothes, and went to the second floor.

The second floor.

Edward was sitting on the sofa and smoking a cigar. He squinted his eyes, staring at the calm Mediterranean Sea, and said, "The negotiation the day after tomorrow, you go."

Cecilio was a little surprised.

Edward: "You have to start taking over my business."

Cecilio nodded.

"By the way, Oriana, is there any progress now?"

Cecilio said, "I didn't ask."

"You call her later and ask her to come back."

"it is good."

When the two were talking, Song Ci came to the second floor.

Cecilio heard the movement, he raised his head and looked towards the entrance on the second floor.

Seeing Song Ci, Cecilio was taken aback.

Today, Song Ci wears a red backless skirt, the skirt covering the hips, not above the knees.

Edward's people helped her prepare this skirt.

In fact, living here, Song Ci, everything from underwear to shoes and jewelry was prepared by Edward. Song Ci has no right to choose, nor right to refuse.

Cecilio quickly lowered his head, picked up the wine glass on the table, took a sip, and suppressed the emotions in his eyes.

Song Ci walked to the sofa and stood motionless, like a statue.

Edward bit his cigar and glanced at Song Ci.

This time, his eyes stayed on Song Ci for a long time.

Edward knew that Jiang Shiyu had given birth to the traitor from Mosang two daughters, besides Song Ci, there was also a child named Song Fei.

Edward had seen Song Fei's photos.

Although the two sisters look almost exactly the same, apart from that face, Song Fei has no other place like Jiang Shiyu.

Song Fei is more like a replica of Mosang.

Song Ci is different.

Song Ci is like a reprint of Jiang Shiyu, not only in appearance, but also in temper, eyes, and expression of laughter.

Edward stared at Song Ci's face, in a daze, thinking that time had traveled back to more than thirty years ago.

At that time, Jiang Shiyu was also wearing a skirt of the same style as Song Ci, sitting across his legs in his arms, biting his neck frantically.

Edward always condoned Jiang Shiyu.

He thought that Jiang Shiyu's enthusiasm and excitement for him was because of love.

He thought that his infatuation finally moved Jiang Shiyu.

But that woman's heart is as hard as a rock. In order to gain his trust, she even used pregnancy to gain his trust and vigilance.

He gave her appropriate freedom as she wished.

He thought that with Cecilio, Jiang Shiyu would stay by his side obediently. But that woman is really sensible and calm. She would rather leave her own flesh and blood and leave him...

Edward looked at Song Ci, the light in his eyes flickered.

Song Ci was disturbed by Edward.

She is a married person, she can understand Edward's eyes.

She slowly lowered her head, feeling a little scared.

With his head down, Song Ci glanced at Cecilio.

Cecilio wore an iron-gray suit with an unruly blond hair, a cold and dangerous face, and a pair of blue eyes with cold eyes.

Cecilio never looked at Song Ci again, only drinking quietly.

After smoking the cigar, Edward pointed to Song Ci suddenly and said to Cecilio: "Leo, this is Song Ci, the daughter of your mother and the traitor Mossan."

Cecilio raised his head and glanced at Song Ci with a cold expression.

He nodded and said, "I have seen her."

"I have seen it? Why didn't you tell me?" Edward was condemning Cecilio for concealing him.

Cecilio replied with a constant expression: "I passed the cinema some time ago and saw her on the poster."

Cecilio lied. The first time he saw Song Ci was obviously last spring.

Song Ci glanced at Cecilio in amazement, and did not wisely expose his lies.

"Ah..."

Edward called Song Ci suddenly, "Song Ci."

The student named Song Ci, who was named by the teacher, suddenly stood up with a loud voice: "Yes!"

Edward froze for a moment, then a smile appeared in his eyes.

He asked Song Ci: "Have you learned Sicilian?"

Song Ci took a look at Edward and said, "It will." It will be a little bit.

Edward: "I'll listen to a few words."

Song Ci thought for a while, and called Edward's name in Sicilian. "Edward."

Hearing this soft and waxy Edward, Edward was slightly startled, thinking of some long-lasting memories.

The first Sicilian sentence Jiang Shiyu learned was also his name.

During countless nights and passionate days, Jiang Shiyu would always call his name under his persecution.

How sweet and passion there used to be, now Edward is bitter and angry.

Edward raised his head, staring at Song Ci, and suddenly said, "Ti-vogghiu, what do you mean?"

Hearing this, Cecilio suddenly raised his head and looked at Song Ci inexplicably.

Song Ci understood the meaning of this sentence, but she did not understand why Edward mentioned it.

Song Ci also noticed Cecilio's sudden gaze. Song Ci hesitated and answered honestly in English: "I love you."

Edward's eyes were heavy and he didn't speak. He stared at the box of cigars and suddenly pulled off his tie.

Song Ci didn't know what Edward was thinking, but Cecilio, who was sitting across from him, changed his eyes.

When Edward became interested in a woman, he would do this.

But Song Ci is not another woman.

She is the wife of Edward's son and the mother of his granddaughters!

Edward dropped his tie and glanced at Cecilio with a look full of pressure. He said, "Leo, you go out first."

This time, Cecilio didn't move.

Upon seeing this, Edward frowned and his tone became unpleasant, "Not leaving yet?"

Cecilio glanced at Song Ci before staring into Edward's eyes, reminding him in a serious tone: "Father, she is the mother of your granddaughter."

Your grandson's mother can wake up Edward's mind better than your son's wife.

Edward awoke suddenly.

He stood up suddenly, dropped his glass, and left.

After he left, Cecilio looked at Song Ci and said, "Don't tell him I love you, let alone call his name in Sicilian."

Song Ci vaguely understood that perhaps it was his own performance that reminded Edward of his mother.

Reminiscent of Edward's tie just now, and his aggressive and possessive eyes when he looked at himself.

Song Ci suddenly felt a little soft.

That dead pervert, I want to sleep with her!

Is that human being!

Song Ci could not understand Edward's perversion.

Didn't he love his mother crazy?

How can you touch other women at will?

Cecilio stood up. He stared at the enchanting body of Song Ci, and said to her: "Don't try to restrain Edward with morality. There has never been such a thing in him."

If there was such a thing, Edward would not **** Jiang Shiyu from Kleman, imprison her forcibly, and take her domineeringly.

Edward loves someone, so he has to take that person to his side at all costs, watching him day and night.

But Jiang Shiyu had never loved Edward.

Even Cecilio was the child Jiang Shiyu deliberately gave birth to in order to deceive Edward's trust.

Cecilio raised his leg to leave.

Song Ci suddenly turned around, facing Cecilio's tall back, he couldn't help saying, "Thank you..."

Gritting her teeth, Song Ci blushed and shouted awkwardly: "Brother..."

Cecilio paused slightly.

He didn't turn his head, his voice was as cold as frost, and it reached Song Ci's ears: "I'm not your brother."

He is a child left behind by his mother, he is a child from a single parent family, and he has no sister.

There was no before, and there will be no in the future.

Song Ci's expression was slightly stiff.

She can understand Cecilio's attitude and mood.

Song Ci has been loved by his parents since he was a child, but what about Cecilio?

His birth was a deception, the child Jiang Shiyu deliberately conceived in order to gain Edward's trust.

For Song Ci, Jiang Shiyu was a qualified, kind, and perfect mother.

But for Cecilio, Jiang Shiyu is a heartless bad woman who abandons her children.

Cecilio was still willing to speak for himself today, he was kind.

Song Ci very clearly realized how difficult his situation was.

Her half-brother turned a blind eye to her situation, and Edward was an old pervert who was uncertain and unpredictable. There was also Agen who wished to die soon.

Song Ci felt tired and suddenly wanted to die.

But thinking of Han Zhan, thinking of her lovely daughters, and only sister Song Fei, Song Ci cheered up again.

She can't die!

Han Zhan could find a pretty girl if she died, her daughters would be bullied by her stepmother when she died, and Song Fei would have no relatives when she died.

Song Ciqiang cheered up, crushed all grievances and fears, and swallowed them into his stomach.

-

The temperature is cooler in the morning, and there are more tourists on the beach than at noon.

A slender boy running barefoot on the beach carrying a basket. Seeing a shell, the little boy knelt down and picked up the shell.

Picking up a few more shells, the little boy suddenly said: "Oh! There is a drift bottle!"

It was a lamer essence bottle, green, with a piece of paper in it.

The little boy unscrewed the bottle cap, poured out the note inside, and flattened it.

The character is beautifully written, but the little boy cannot recognize Chinese characters.

"Mummy, can you understand what is written on this?" Zhuang Qilin handed the note to the blond beauty behind him.

Xiaoli took the piece of paper, opened it, and glanced at it, also a little confused.

"Zhuang Long, look, what's this written?"

Xiaoli handed the note to the man in the black shirt behind him.

Zhuang Long opened the note, yelled, and said in a playful tone--

[If someone finds this drift bottle, please call 1XXX for me and tell a gentleman named Han Zhan: Song Ci confessed to you in Catania, Sicily. 】

Zhuang Long stared at the note and narrowed his eyes.

His wife Xiaoli asked him: "Is it a confession letter? Or talk to the bottle?"

Zhuang Long looked at the endless sea, smiled, and said, "It's a letter of help."

Ordinary people would really take this letter as a confession letter, but Zhuang Long saw it through. This was a woman named Song Ci, calling for help from a man named Han Zhan.

I was worried that the drifting bottle would be picked up by the bad guys, so I concealed my true purpose by confession.

Xiaoli asked Zhuang Long: "Save it?"

Zhuang Long said: "Wait a minute."

He entered that phone number on his cell phone and found that the place of call was Wangdongcheng, China.

Upon seeing this, Zhuang Long smiled very long. "Listening to Fang Yusheng, Wangdongcheng has recently emerged a huge man named Han Zhan, the fat sheep waiting to be slaughtered."

"This person can be saved!"

Saved people, then blackmailed the other side severely!

Not only did good deeds, but also pitted money.

Zhuang Long dialed the phone.

The phone dialed and rang for a few seconds before being connected.

"Hello." The man's voice was low, sounding tired.

Zhuang Long asked the other party in Chinese: "Han Zhan? CEO of Zeus International?"

Han Zhan glanced at the phone.

It is an American number.

He was sure that he did not know each other, so he became wary, "Hello, this is Han Zhan, who are you? What's the matter?"

Getting the answer he wanted, Zhuang Long seemed to see a fat lamb twisting his **** in front of him.

Zhuang Long smiled kindly: "Hello, Mr. Han. Song Ci confessed to you in Catania, Sicily."

Upon hearing this, Han Zhan abruptly stood up from his chair.

"what did you say?"

Zhuang Long shrugged. He said, "I found a drift bottle on a holiday island near Catania. It said: If someone finds this drift bottle, please call 1XXX for me. , Tell a gentleman named Han Zhan: Song Ci confessed to you in Catania, Sicily."

Zhuang Long crumpled the paper into a ball and threw it into the sea.

"Mr. Han, the words have been brought here, please remember my name, my name is Zhuang Long, the director of the New York Ice Dragon Research Institute. If you want to thank me after this is done, please bring money to see me in New York. Goodbye."

Zhuang Long hung up the phone, put on his surfing suit, and said to the little boy on the side: "Kirin, go, surf!"

Zhuang Qilin lost his basket and went surfing with Zhuang Long.

"Wait for me!"

Xiaoli tied her hair and chased after her with a surfboard.

-

Han Zhan was a little excited after receiving the call.

When Han Zhan was young, Edward lived in Milan.

Later, when Han Aoyu took the nest, Edward changed his address. Edward's properties are spread throughout Italy and Europe, and his address has always been a mystery.

Edward is surrounded by top hackers who can always erase the traces of Edward's existence.

Han Zhan tried to find Edward's whereabouts, but was unsuccessful.

Zhuang Long's call was really timely rain.

Han Zhan was worried that the call was fraudulent, so he called Song Fei and asked Song Fei to check the surveillance information near Catania.

Two hours later, Song Fei sent a vague surveillance screenshot.

The surveillance screenshot is from today. In the screenshot, a group of men in black are walking out of a car at the entrance of a club.

Because the surveillance is today, and Edward's person has not been deleted in time, so Song Feijie checked it out first.

Song Fei took the phone to tell Han Zhan: "The news is right. Edward lives in Catania."

Han Zhan: "Well, thank you very much."

Hearing the sound of Han Zhan packing things, Song Fei asked him, "What are your plans?"

Han Zhan closed the zipper of the suitcase.

Song Fei said, "I will go too."

"do not."

Han Zhan has prepared for the worst.

Han Zhan told Song Fei: "You stay, sister Fei, if I don't go back, you can take care of my two children."

Song Fei and Yan Jiang are barren, and Han Miao and Han Jun are Song Ci's daughters. Song Fei treats Song Ci so well, and she will treat their daughters well if she wants to.

He said, "Sister Fei, please."

Song Fei's eyes were red at the computer.

"Be sure to come back."

Han Zhan hung up directly.

He carried his luggage, came to the airport with a fake identity, and bought a ticket to Switzerland.

A few hours later, Han Zhan came to Zurich, the capital of Switzerland. He called a car and went straight to Lake Zurich.

Han Zhan pressed the cap on his head and looked up around the shops around Lake Zurich. Finally, Han Zhan found the target and walked towards a sausage shop.

Many people here speak German.

Seeing Han Zhan, the clerk looked up and asked him, "Hello, sir, what would you like to eat?"

Han Zhan walked to the counter, tapped his fingers on the table, and said, "Hello, I want to see Susanna."

The clerk stopped his busy movements.

He took a deep look at Han Zhan, then picked up the landline and dialed a call.

The clerk explained the situation and got a reply from the other end of the phone, and then said to Han Zhan: "Mr. Han, please go upstairs."

Han Zhan stepped on the solid wood stairs and came to the second floor.

On the recliner in the collection room on the second floor, a young woman fell asleep.

It was a very white woman with a mole under the corner of her eye, she was very beautiful. She has long legs wrapped in black jeans.

On the recliner in the collection room on the second floor, a young woman fell asleep.

It was a very white woman with a mole under the corner of her eye, she was very beautiful. She has long legs wrapped in black jeans.

This is Susanna, the most mysterious and powerful transgender in the world. It is said that the mask made by her hands can completely change the face, and no one can tell.

Hearing the movement, the woman sat up and stared at Han Zhan for a moment before she said, "My things are expensive."

Han Zhan threw the luggage bag in his hand on the table, the boss is full of aura——

"I have money."

Susanna opened the bag and stared at the cash inside with a satisfied look.

"Guest, please sit down."

After Han Zhan sat down, Susanna reached out and touched her face for a long time. She said she was in Mogu, but Han Zhan suspected that she was taking advantage of herself.

After touching for a moment, Susanna withdrew her hand and asked him, "What do you want?"

Han Zhan took out a photo and handed it to Susanna, "That's it."

Susanna looked down at the face in the photo.

Han Zhan wanted to change himself and pretend to be another person.

Susanna couldn't help asking: "If you become him, what should he do?"

Han Zhan: "It's like I paid you the money, but I won't ask you what you want to do with the money. Please also Miss Susanna, don't ask about my purpose."

Susanna chuckled slightly. "It's me who talks too much."

Han Zhan showed his severed right hand again, and asked Susanna: "Can you think of a way to fix my finger? At least I can't let others see that there is a problem with my hand."

Susanna stared at Han Zhan's hand and nodded.

-

Inside an underground tavern in Catania.

Cecilio sat on the sofa with a cigar-shaped cigarette in his hand and sniffed it in front of his nose.

The expression remains the same throughout.

Opposite, the woman wearing a black tube top and leather short coat was squinting at Cecilio.

This is Cecilio, the prince of the ‘Son of God’ group, who is only 35 years old and has the title of ‘the wild shark of Sicily’.

Cecilio put down the goods in his hand and said to the person beside him: "Pure."

Hearing that, several men beside him hurriedly put their things away and moved them from the desk behind Cecilio.

Cecilio looked at the beautiful woman with a big face on the opposite side, her stern face evoked a hypocritical smile.

He opened his arms and smiled and said, "Vivienne, my friend, welcome you to beautiful Catania."

Goods to version, they are friends.

If the goods are wrong, Vivian's head can fall to the ground at any time.

Vivienne chuckled and picked up the wine glass on the table.

She raised her wine glass to Cecilio, curling her pink lips, "I said, I came with sincerity."

"I'm very sure."

Cecilio clinked glasses with her, took a sip of wine, and put down the goblet.

He crossed his hands and placed them on his belly. The index finger of the right hand moved casually on the back of the left hand, appearing casually.

After talking about business matters, then, it's time to talk about something beautiful.

Vivian moved closer.

That one bends down, and happy together.

"Cecilia." Under the table, Vivienne's high heels were on Cecilio's calf, gently rubbing back and forth.

Cecilio looked down at the red high-heeled shoe, his expression indifferent and indifferent.

Vivienne did not believe in evil, and continued to tease Cecilio.

The leather toe of her sword pointed upwards along Cecilio's calf.

Just when his toes touched Cecilio's knee, Cecilio suddenly reached out and held the red high-heeled shoe.

Vivienne winked at him, and she said, "Cecilia, do you want to try with me?"

Women are bold, beautiful and attractive.

But Cecilio's eyes were always clear.

Cecilio let go of Vivienne's toes and stood up. He looked at Vivienne aloft and said, "You may not know, I am not interested in women who throw arms."

Wei Wei'an was a little surprised, "Why, don't you like to grab and grab?"

Cecilio: "No."

He thought of something, his eyes fell cold, and he turned and left.

He doesn't like the woman who throws her arms and hugs, nor does he like the drama of taking arrogance, he likes to destroy, especially to destroy a pure and clean flower.

"let's go."

Hearing that, the two tall men standing behind him bend at the same time, pick up the things on the ground, and walk behind Cecilio.

"Carl, take good care of things and don't lose them." Cecilio said to his confidant.

Holding something with one hand, the tall man standing in Cecilio heard Cecilio's instructions, and he replied solemnly, subconsciously holding the thing tighter.

Moving on, Karl suddenly coughed a few times.

Cecilio frowned and looked at him. "You have a cold?"

Carl nodded and said, "I caught a cold last night."

"No wonder you sound a little dumb today."

At this time, the male colleague next to Carl said: "Carl was playing with a woman last night. He slept on the beach all night without clothes and caught a cold!"

Hearing this, Carl glared at his companion angrily.

Cecilio showed a playful look. He patted Karl's right arm hanging beside him, motionless, and told him earnestly: "Don't take your kidneys seriously because you are young."

Cecilio glanced at his unconscious right arm and nodded.

Years ago, in order to save Cecilio, Carl was shot in the right shoulder blade, because he missed the best treatment time, now Carl's entire right arm is useless.

Don't look at his right arm hanging on his body, but it can only play a decorative role.

The car drove all the way to the door of the house.

Cecilio got out of the car and took Karl and another subordinate into the house. At this time, a coupe quickly approached from far to near.

The coupe stopped at the gate.

The door opened, and a tall beauty in a short skirt with silver tassels walked down.

The beauty stepped on high heels with a bag in her hand, and looked at Cecilio with a cold expression. Nodded to Cecilio, shouted brother, Oriana walked in.

Cecilio followed.

The siblings were walking side by side, and Cecilio asked Oriana: "How is the research project progressing?"

Oriana said: "Failed."

Cecilio paused.

"Oriana."

Oriana stopped and turned around, staring at Cecilio.

Cecilio said to her: "If you continue to fail, he will lose patience, and your situation will be very dangerous."

Oriana sneered, "It's just a death."

After that, she turned and walked into the three-story building, her tall and stubborn back, revealing a cold and arrogant look at death.

At this time, Song Ci walked over from the swimming pool with a bath towel on his shoulders after swimming, preparing to return to the room.

In front of the small building, Song Ci stopped when he met Cecilio and glanced at Cecilio.

Seeing two tall men standing behind Cecilio and noticing that they were holding things in their hands, Song Ci's eyes flickered slightly.

Don't ask if you shouldn't ask, this is the secret to life.

Nodded to Cecilio, Song Ci left.

After two steps, Song Ci noticed that a fiery gaze fell on him. She stopped suddenly and glanced back at Carl behind Cecilio.

"What do you look at, I have never seen a woman with such a good figure?" Song Ci scolded Karl fiercely, and walked away with those white legs.

Cecilio turned his head, staring at the embarrassed Carl, with a playful smile.

But soon, he lowered his face and warned Carl: "This woman, don't look at it."

Carl quickly lowered his head, not daring to glance at him again.

"Let's go."

Cecilio led his subordinates into the small building.

And Song Ci, when she returned to the small building where she lived, she took a glass of warm water and drank it.

After drinking the water, Song Ci went upstairs, took a shower, changed clothes, and got into the bed.

She covered her body with a quilt, bit out the pillow with her teeth, and resisted the urge to cry.

Han Zhan, will you come to me?