Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

Su Huanyan's sanity was not swallowed by Cecilio. She pushed Cecilio away, "Don't talk so close to me."

"Oh? Why?" Cecilio said, "I'm afraid you won't be able to refuse me?"

Although Cecilio guessed the truth, Su Huanyan would not admit it easily. "No, you didn't seem to brush your teeth after eating."

Cecilio's expression sank.

Su Huanyan quickly stood up, holding her tablet and ran away. After she left, Cecilio breathed a sigh of relief into her palm, then put it in front of her mouth and smelled it.

Obviously there is no bad breath. Although he didn't brush his teeth after eating, he ate two mint gums!

This dead woman lied to him again!

Cecilio turned his head and collided with Ajan, who came out holding the game console to play. Ajan looked at Cecilio with a faint smile. He said, "I didn't see you smelling bad breath there."

Cecilio: "I don't have a bad breath."

"Oh, I read that wrong."

Cecilio was too lazy to take a look at Agen, and stepped into the cabin.

Arang shook his head and said that love would turn people into stupid.

Su Huanyan entered the cabin, walked into the lounge, and sat beside Cheng Yanmo. Cheng Yanmo was playing mahjong with Han Zhan and the others. Seeing Su Huanyan sitting over, he straightened his glasses and asked, "What's wrong?"

Su Huanyan's expression showed that he had something to say.

Su Huanyan said: "Just now, Cecilio showed me something."

Cheng Yanmo was annoyed when he heard Cecilio's name, "What is it?"

Su Huanyan approached Cheng Yanmo’s ear and whispered: “When he borrowed the hair dryer last night, he installed a pinhole camera in the hair dryer. Cecilio saw what you did in bed this morning. "

Cheng Yanmo calmed down.

Thinking of Cecilio's eyes when they met in the corridor this morning, it was obviously joking. Knowing the cause and effect, Cheng Yanmo felt ashamed, and his cheeks became hot.

"Inkstone, it's your turn." Han Zhan reminded Cheng Yanmo.

Cheng Yanmo was in a wrong state. He said, "Huanyan, come here." He had to go quietly.

Su Huanyan took the card.

Cheng Yanmo returned to the room, rubbed his face with cold water, and suddenly laughed when he saw his face dripping in the mirror.

Cheng Yanmo, Cheng Yanmo, you are not a kid, so how can you do something embarrassing?

After adjusting his mood, Cheng Yanmo returned to the lobby again, and saw Cecilio's shameless guy sitting beside Su Huanyan. Others noticed that Cheng Yanmo was back with subtle expressions.

Cheng Yanmo subconsciously wanted to reach out and touch his head to see if he would touch a green hat.

But he held back.

Su Huanyan was afraid that they would fight again, she thought about this and slipped away. At this moment, Cheng Yanmo brought a chair and placed it directly on Su Huanyan's left.

So, Su Huanyan played mahjong, and Cheng Yanmo and Cecilio stood by her side. Su Huanyan sat in the middle, clamoring embarrassment and discomfort from every pore in her body.

Cecilio stretched his left arm to the back of Su Huanyan's chair, Cheng Yanmo, unwilling to show weakness, stretched his right hand to the back of the chair.

The arms of the two were stacked on top of each other, very hot.

Cecilio and Cheng Yanmo looked at each other, their eyes full of real energy.

Arang was too cold outside, and went back to the house holding the game console. He walked into the hall and saw the hands of the two men stacked together. He tilted his head and sincerely suggested: "I said, you two should just put aside Su Huanyan, let's live it out."

Upon hearing this, Cheng Yanmo and Cecilio withdrew their hands at the same time. Their arms kept shaking like dung.

Song Ci chuckled, she suggested: "Huanyan, let's play mahjong with Beibei at all, the men are all going to the side."

"I think it can."

The three women sat down, one still missing.

Song Ci glanced over the four men, and it was not pleasing to see anyone.

Arang stared at the money in front of Song Ci and the others. He put the game console in his pocket, volunteered, raised his hand and said: "I'll come on, I have never played this before, you teach me to play."

Song Ci subconsciously wanted to refuse, but Su Huanyan said, "Okay, come on."

Song Ci secretly kicked Su Huanyan.

Su Huanyan looked at her puzzledly, "What's the matter?"

Song Ci intuitively felt that Arang was here to dig money. She wanted Su Huanyan to be more vigilant and think more when playing cards, and don't lose too badly. But Arang was looking at himself with a smile, and Song Ci was inconvenient to talk to Su Huanyan.

Song Ci endured.

Agen: "Come on, tell me how to fight."

Su Beibei and Su Huanyan didn't understand Arang's inferiority, and Arang was beautiful, cute, and young, so he seemed to like Su Beibei's imperial sister.

Su Beibei explained the mahjong rules in detail to Ajan, and Ajan took it down, and the four of them started to touch them.

Arang's first two were looking for feelings and rules, and they kept losing.

But in the fourth hand, he started to win, the kind that can't stop once he wins. Persevering until the seventh or eighth innings, Song Ci suddenly covered his stomach and said, "I'm going to go to the toilet, brother, you come to me."

Knowing that Arang is a game pit, Song Ci definitely wouldn't call Han Zhan over. Han Zhan's money is Song Ci's money, and their hard-earned money can't be given to Ajan in vain.

Cecilio thought of playing mahjong with Su Huanyan, that was a hundred pleasure. He quickly dropped his wine glass and happily came to pick up Song Ci's class.

Song Ci went to the toilet and drank a glass of wine. Back at the table, he saw that Cecilio and the three of them had little money left, and Agen's pockets had already bulged.

Seeing that the money in front of Su Huanyan was gone, Cecilio stood up and said, "Stop fighting, it's time to sleep."

Su Huanyan breathed a sigh of relief, and Su Beibei also relaxed.

Ajan hasn't won enough yet, but everyone doesn't want to fight, and he can't help it.

The cards were gone, and they all went to the bar for a drink, and Ajan sat at the table alone. He took out the money in his pocket, threw them on the table, and sorted them one by one.

Put a hundred sheets together, and put away ten sheets. Stack the fifty two pieces together, and stack them in a row if you spend one thousand dollars...

Putting the last dollar on the pile of change, Agen said, "A total of 14,628 dollars." He took off his jacket and pocketed the money, and took out his mobile phone to check today's bank interest rate.

Agen went to every bank to apply for a bank card. Every time he deposits, he chooses the one with the highest deposit interest rate on the day.

After Arrang settled the account, he muttered: "If you save the money tomorrow, it must be deposited in the Industrial and Commercial Bank of China."

Song Ci held a glass of vodka and sat on the soft sofa. Leaning her head on Han Zhan's shoulder, she saw Arang counting money there, and curiously asked Han Zhan, "Why does he love money so much?"

"Get used to it." Han Zhan gazed at Arang softly. He said, "When he was a child, Arang always yearned for freedom and wanted to get out of Edward's control. I told him that if you want freedom, you must have money first.

People without money are not worthy to talk about freedom.

Over the years, Ajan has always remembered what Han Zhan said, if you want to be free, you have to save money first. He has saved a lot of money, and he is no longer short of money, but over the years, he has developed the habit of keeping accounts and has become a small financial fan.

Before going to bed, when Song Ci called Song Fei, she asked her: "Can you help me make a small software?

"Huh? What for?"

Song Ci said: "Be a little software that can keep accounts. Han Zhan has a younger brother named Arang, you know?"

"You said that guy who almost killed you?"

Hearing Song Fei's displeasure, Song Ci touched her nose before saying, "That guy is not that bad."

"Can't write, don't want to write, don't ask me to write." Song Fei took a grudge. She kept remembering that it was the guy named Agen who brought Song Ci from the United States to Italy.

She didn't kill Arang because she was charitable, and she also made software for the other party.

Dreaming?

After being hung up, Song Ci did not worry about the matter, but when she woke up the next morning, she received the installation software from Song Fei.

Song Ci downloaded the software and found that the small software can write a diary and also keep accounts, which is very convenient.

Song Ci received the software and was very pleasantly surprised.

At breakfast, Song Ci chatted with Song Fei on WeChat. She asked Song Fei: "Didn't you say that you can't make software for him?" A cold-hearted guy.

Song Fei said, "Isn't that Han Zhan's younger brother? That is also your younger brother. I am not for him, I am for you."

Han Zhan is a very emotional person. Since he took Arang back home, it means that he really regards Arang as his younger brother.

Song Ci has a harmonious relationship with Arang, and Han Zhan is also happier.

Song Fei did all this not for Agen, but for Song Ci.

Song Ci was very moved.

Song Ci: [Sister, it's nice to have you. 】

Song Fei: [I call my sister if I have something, and Song Fei if I have nothing, a white-eyed wolf. 】

Song Ci: [Hey. 】

"Talking to someone, smiling like a weasel who has only stolen a chicken." Han Zhan pinched Song Ci's neck with his fingers, squeezing it lightly.

Song Ci hummed comfortably.

Su Huanyan and Cheng Yanmo were about to come for breakfast, and when they heard Song Ci's voice, they thought they were messing around in the dining room. They paused, looked at each other, hesitating whether to go to the restaurant or return to the room.

At this moment, Ajan came over.

There was a pair of earphones hanging from his neck, and he didn't hear any movement there. Arang walked to the restaurant with a big grin, and saw Han Zhan and Song Ci, he calmly said, "Morning."

"early."

Upon hearing this, Su Huanyan and Cheng Yanmo came out.

Seeing that Han Zhan and Song Ci were both dressed neatly, Han Zhan was massaging Song Ci, not what they thought, both of them looked embarrassed.

During the meal, Song Ci opened the mobile phone software and handed it to Arang, "Look at this."

"What?" Arang snorted and took the phone.

After reading the software functions carefully, Aran was a little delighted, this is simply designed for him! "Where did it come from?"

Ajan seemed to be a little boy who had met his beloved toy. He was a little excited and his eyes curled up with a smile.

Song Ci said, "I asked my sister to design it for you, so you won’t have to bother to do so in the future."

Hearing this, Arang was a little embarrassed. He rubbed his nose and whispered, "Thanks."

"Ok."

Han Zhan was relieved to see them getting along well. "My company's financial department keeps complaining, saying that it is very tiring to do the accounting. You asked Song Fei to develop a software for our company?"

Song Ci: "That's a charge."

Han Zhan was a little jealous, "Why don't he want money, but mine want money?"

Agen: "This bowl of noodles is sour today."

Song Ci: "Maybe the cook has poured too much vinegar."

Han Zhan: "Heh!"

After breakfast, everyone returned to the city.

Back to Wangdong City, they went to their own business. Arang didn't go to work until tomorrow. After saving the money, he drove his motorcycle to deliver food.

Han Zhan went directly to the company, and Song Ci received a call from Teacher Shen Yubei. Shen Yubei informed her of the past trip to tell her about the Queen Elizabeth Violin Competition.

For the Queen Elizabeth International Music Competition, the first year is a piano competition, the second year is a violin competition, the third year is a composition competition, and the fourth year is a trimming.

The last time a violin competition was held was in 2019.

Next year is a new round of violin competition.

Song Ci came to Shen's house, and Shen Yubei was practicing piano. Shen Yubei is not a natural violin genius. He has practiced violin since he was a child and has come to his current position step by step.

He has only done two things seriously in his life, one is playing the violin, and the second is Ai Di Rongrong. He takes everything seriously as his life.

Song Ci waited for Shen Yubei to finish practicing before shouting, "Teacher."

"coming."

Shen Yubei turned around, stared at Song Ci for a moment, and then asked, "Have you been practicing piano recently?"

Song Ci did not dare to lie to Shen Yubei, she honestly confessed: "I was practicing before, but I went to sea to play yesterday and didn't practice."

"Yeah." Shen Yubei handed his piano "War Soul" to Song Ci and asked her to wipe it off.

Song Ci gently wiped the piano and heard Shen Yubei say: "I have signed up for the Elizabethan Violin Competition. Don't have any pressure, just come back with a champion."

Song Ci:?

This is also called don't stress?