Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

Ajan sat on the ruins of the Kronni family in Catania. He looked at the ocean in the distance, and the voice of Han Zhan resounded in his ears.

China.

There is his mother and Hoff.

Arang touched the snake-shaped pendant on his neck. He suddenly stood up and took out his gun, dagger, needle weapon, tiger claw, hidden weapon...

Ajan threw all those things into the sea.

Seeing things sink into the sea, Arang suddenly stretched his arms and took a deep breath towards the sky. He discovered for the first time that freedom was within reach of his fingertips.

As agreed, Hoff took him to freedom.

He did not miss the appointment.

Tears slid down Ajan's cheeks into the collarbone under the collar, and landed on the old and new scars on his body. But the corners of his mouth were raised, like an innocent child.

Ajan ran away on the same day.

In the evening, Han Zhan received a call from Cecilio on his way home.

"Did you kidnap Arang?" Cecilio's voice was deep.

When Han Zhan heard this, he sneered, "You can't keep anyone who comes to my side by easily hooking my fingers. Why, have any comments?"

Hearing Han Zhan's mockery, Cecilio was a little angry. "Hough, my business needs his help."

"But Cecilio, Agen doesn't want to stay in Italy."

For others, Italy is a romantic country, a country suitable for travel and living, but for Agen, Italy is a prison.

His wings were broken by Edward and he was kept in that seemingly beautiful and romantic cage since he was a child. He has long been tired of fighting the blue sky!

"Can he leave?" Cecilio sneered. "He has lived in such an environment since he was a child. Do you think he can really leave?" Even if the person leaves, the heart is always trapped in the darkness.

People who grow up in the dark will crawl out of the abyss and stand under the sun, but because they can't adapt to the harsh light, they will escape back to **** and continue to linger.

People like them cannot be seen.

If in the past, Han Zhan would also recognize Cecilio's words. But a pair of old men told him all their lives that no one deserved to squat in **** all their lives.

Everyone is qualified to be a kind person.

"Cecario, you are actually jealous of us, aren't you?" Jealous of him, also jealous of Ajan.

"Joke!" Cecilio seemed to hear the joke and laughed on the phone on the spot, "What am I jealous of you?"

Wealth and power, Cecilio has everything.

Cecilio's impeccable perfect smile was completely shattered by Han Zhan with three words. He said, "Su Huanyan."

Cecilio's laughter stopped abruptly.

Han Zhan knew that Su Huanyan was Cecilio's taboo, and he used Su Huanyan to deal with Cecilio.

Before he heard Cecilio speaking, Han Zhan knew that he had hit Cecilio's sore spot.

Han Zhan continued to point out ruthlessly: "I have Song Ci, and I can kiss her every day if I want to kiss her, and hug her whenever I want to. I have children, and we live happily every day."

"And you? The woman you love is married to another man and has children. In your daughter's heart, you are not as important as Cheng Yanmo."

"You are the loser in love, the incomplete product in family affection."

"Ask me, what are you jealous of me?" Han Zhan said sharply: "You are jealous of my family's happy life, jealous of me getting love, and jealous of Arang getting free."

Cecilio's breathing became heavier.

Through the phone, Han Zhan also knew that Cecilio was angry.

Why are people angry?

Because it was said to be on the mind.

Han Zhan is no longer the weak kid in his childhood. He is not afraid of Cecilio for a long time. Especially the time spent in Italy in the past few months has made Han Zhan realize that Cecilio is also a person. He has flesh and blood and can cry. It will hurt.

"Only you, Cecilio. Only you are trapped in Italy forever!"

"You will always be the Patriarch of the Son of God, and you will die on the throne of the Patriarch of the Son of God forever! Just like Edward, you have wealth and power, but your heart will always be lonely. ."

But he is not the same as Edward, Edward is heartless, Cecilio has the heart.

Edward is too bad to be cured, and Cecilio has medicine to cure.

Han Zhan's words are digging Cecilio's heart. Cecilio refused to admit that everything was right by Han Zhan, he was jealous of them!

Jealous that Han Zhan has a pair of grandparents who love him, and he is jealous of Arang and a mother who misses him. He was the only one who was discarded by his mother when he was born.

They can love whoever they want, and they can marry whoever they want.

And he?

All his women had children with Cheng Yanmo!

Through the phone, Cecilio wanted to call Han Zhan but couldn't call it. He hung up the phone angrily, and a little embarrassedly stroked the **** blonde.

After hanging up the phone, he was still furious, Cecilio suddenly picked up Su Qingjia's doll on the sofa and slapped the doll. "Little bastard! You have forgotten that every time you saw me when you were a kid!"

The boy Hough is not behaved at all when he grows up.

He was still cute when he was young. Looking at him from a distance, he whispered to his brother. How cute it was back then, where is it like now.

Not cute at all.

"Daddy..." Su Qingjia came back from playing outside, and saw Daddy pulling her doll and still slapping the doll, Su Qingjia was directly shocked.

Su Qingjia shouted angrily: "Daddy, you hit Bobu..."

Cecilio hurriedly explained: "Sweetheart, are you..." Before the apology was finished, Su Qingjia ran to Cecilio's face and snatched the doll from him.

"Bobo, isn't it painful!" Su Qingjia blew Bobo's hairy face, stared at Cecilio, and left.

Cecilio stared at Su Qingjia's back, somewhat helpless.

This girl is just like her mother, dare to stare at him!

In this world, these two women dared to move hands and feet on him, but he did not dare to fight back.

Su Qingjia quickly ran back to the room and stuffed the dolls and her other precious toys into the suitcase.

Su Qingjia tried her best, pouting her butt, and walking out of the room, pushing the small suitcase.

Cecilio glanced at her, feeling funny in his heart.

Let's see where she can go!

The tough guy in a room just watched Su Qingjia ran away from home and didn't dare to speak.

Su Qingjia walked to the door, pushed the suitcase down the stairs, and walked steadily down.

Upon seeing this, Cecilio raised his eyebrows in surprise.

She is a clever ruthless girl.

Picking up the suitcase again, Su Qingjia pushed the suitcase and continued walking.

Cecilio really laughed at Su Qingjia. Staring at the chubby back of the little meatball, Cecilio asked in a deep voice, "Where are you going?"

Su Qingjia loosened the suitcase, turned her head, and accused him with red eyes: "My mother said, the men who slapped girls are all scumbags!"

"Daddy, you are a scumbag!"

Su Qingjia, who was just over two years old, was still a bit uncomfortable in her words. She said that the scumbag was a "exploded man".

Being scolded by his daughter as a scumbag, and being ridiculed by his brother for being unhappy, Cecilio was very wronged.

He explained to Su Qingjia: "Daddy doesn't hit people, and Daddy is not a scumbag. That's a doll." Is it illegal to hit a doll?

"You lied, Bubu is a little girl, she wears a skirt. Mom said, all those who wear skirts are girls!"

Cecilio: "..."

"Then I apologize to your rag doll, okay?" This is Cecilio's bottom line.

Su Qing Jianu took a bit of his mouth, thought for a while, and said, "Then give me and Ping Niuniu, and I will forgive you."

Cecilio was even more speechless.

"Row."

The subordinate hurriedly took a bottle of buffalo milk, opened it and stuffed it into Su Qingjia's mouth. Su Qingjia drank Niu Niu while crying, and took Bobu out of the suitcase.

Su Qingjia held the baby bottle in one hand and Bobo in the other, and said to Cecilio: "Daddy, quickly apologize to Sister Bobo."

Cecilio, who never knew what an apology was, was very embarrassed. He said in a deep voice: "Go down, I want to educate Miss Education!"

"Yes!"

All the subordinates were blocked, Cecilio squatted down aggressively, ready to educate Su Qingjia.

he...

He gazed at Su Qingjia's sister Bubu tenderly, using not very standard Chinese, and apologized: "Little beauty Bubu, Dad didn't mean it. Dad knew it was wrong. Can Bubu forgive Dad?

Su Qingjia wiped away her tears and burped milk before nodding, "Daddy, I forgive you."

Cecilio breathed a sigh of relief.

Han Cham of the dog day!

"Snee!"

Han Zhan, who was sitting in the reading room and reading the picture book with Han Jun, suddenly sneezed hard.

Han Jun looked away from the picture book and stared at his father who suddenly sneezed. She grabbed Han Zhan's collar and stood up.

Han Jun held down Han Zhan's chin with one hand, and opened Han Zhan's mouth with the other hand, wanting to see how he sneezed.

Finding that Han Zhan was not sneezing, Han Jun slapped Han Zhan's chin.

"what!"

Sneeze me!

Han Zhan couldn't laugh or cry, and sneezed very cooperatively. "Snee!"

Han Jun was stunned, then laughed.

Snapped--

"what!"

Hit one more!

Han Zhan held Han Jun's hand and educate her with a serious expression: "Dad can sneeze one more time, but Jun Jun can't hit dad again."

Han Jun was ignorant, but he knew that he couldn't beat people.

Han Zhan sneezed again, making Han Jun laugh, and then he held her to continue reading. After reading a series of small picture books, Han Jun went to find his sister.

My sister likes to play with dolls, and Han Jun likes to play with building blocks.

The two sisters were asleep after playing at nine o'clock.

Han Zhan accompanied Song Ci to watch a movie, and the two fell asleep. The next day, Han Zhan took the chief designer and assistant of the spaceship to Russia to check a batch of important parts. It took a week to return.

Song Fei is about to get married. On this day, she found Song Ci and told her: "I heard that Yan Jiang prepared a show with me behind his back. It was a dance. Little idiot, do you want me to prepare a show too?"

Song Ci: "Also."

"Then I sing a song?"

Upon hearing this, Song Ci hurriedly said: "It's unnecessary."

Song Fei's singing is really unpleasant, out of tune, and the key is to be intoxicated.

"Then...you teach me to play the violin?"

"You can't learn it in a week." A smart person doesn't mean that you can learn everything fast. Song Fei is naturally sensitive to things like numbers and drugs, but he is an idiot about art.

"What should I do?" Song Fei said, "When you got married, didn't you skip belly dancing? Or, I did a dance too?"

"What will you dance? Two tigers? Little white rabbits are good? Or a scholar?" Song Ci blocked Song Fei to death.

Song Fei thought for a while, and said, "Why don't you accompany me and perform a thousand arrows through the heart?"

Song Ci was frightened, "...Ten thousand arrows pierced the heart?"

"It's not for you to kill. Your archery skills are better than mine. Then you will do things for me..."

Song Fei’s program has a relatively high degree of difficulty. In order to cooperate with Song Fei, Song Ci practiced archery at home every day to ensure that the wedding was absolutely foolproof.

After three days of training, Steward Cai received the news and came to the shooting range to find Song Ci and said: "Madam, the president of Imperial Entertainment has already given birth. Five minutes ago, he gave birth to a baby boy."

"Mr. hasn't come back yet, madam, do you want to send gifts to congratulate?"

Han Zhan and Beizhan are good brothers. They sent people to send gifts, which is too insincere. "I'll go by myself." Song Ci had already bought toys and clothes for the child, so she drove to see the chill by herself.

Han Qingshen was a child born in a private hospital. Song Ci parked the car downstairs. When he was about to get off, he took out his mobile phone and called Yan Jiang.

"Song Song, to make a long story short, I still have a stomach here waiting for me to be dissected." Early diagnosis and early leave.

Song Ci was silent, and then said: "I will cut it later, I will tell you something."

"Say."

"Chill gave birth to a child, and he was born today, a male treasure."

Yan Jiang gave a hum, but didn't continue to speak.

Yan Jiang is actually a poor talker. Suddenly he talks less, and his heart is upset.

Song Ci knew what Yan Jiang was struggling with, she simply said, "You and my sister are going to get married. We have no elders here, but you do. If you want to invite your father to the wedding, This is a good opportunity."

Yan Jiang hates Yan Rufeng, but every child also loves his parents.

In Yan Jiang's heart, in fact, he still had some expectations for this father.

Yan Jiang listened to Song Ci's words and said, "I will consider it."

"Well, I'm hanging up."

Song Ci carried big bags and small bags to the ward.

Seeing Song Ci carrying things in the Beizhan, he walked over beamingly, and while reaching for the things, he politely said: "It's fine if you come here, what else to bring."

Song Ci is also familiar with the Northern Warfare. After hearing this, she said, "I bought it for the little one, not for you. You picked it up quickly."

"Hi!"

Song Ci lowered his voice and asked Beizhan, "Is my sister-in-law asleep?"

"No, breastfeeding."

Song Ci walked into the room and saw Han Qingshen holding her baby and sucking milk. And their Dabaobei baby was lying on his mother's pillow, looking at his little brother curiously.

Seeing Song Ci coming, Bei Bao Bao hurriedly raised his head, raised his index finger and placed it in front of his mouth, "Hush, Aunt Cici, my brother is eating grandma, please don't bother me."

Song Ci is about to be adorable by Bei Baobao.

I don't know if her two daughters can talk, will they be as considerate, lovely, gentle and sensible like Bei Baobao.