Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

Han Zhan, who listened carefully to the annual work summary reported by his subordinates, did not even notice the small episode outside the window.

At this time, it was Zhu Kiss's turn to report on this year's work. She finished her work summary and was about to elaborate on her work plan for next year. She looked up and saw the helicopter outside the window.

Zhu Kiss stared at the helicopter. After reading the contents of the note under the helicopter, there was no sound.

Han Zhan, who listened attentively to the staff's speech, found that Zhu Qi was talking and suddenly lost his voice. He frowned slightly and asked, "Huh? What's wrong?"

Zhu Kiss pointed out the window.

Li Li also said, "Mr. Han, look outside."

Han Zhan looked in the direction pointed by Zhu Kiss's fingertips.

At first sight of the helicopter, Han Zhan subconsciously said: "What about the security guard? Who allowed someone to play with the remote control helicopter here, I don’t know if this is the company..." After speaking, Han Zhan read the note clearly. Content.

[Brother Han Zhan, I love you! Than heart! 】

Han Zhan's face was rarely red, and if he hadn't finished speaking, he was so smothered in his stomach. In this company, even if there are girls who like Han Zhan, they dare not confess.

Those who dare to do such shameless things will only be the porcelain jewels of his family.

My proprietress wants to play helicopters in front of the company, of course it is permitted.

Seeing Han Zhan suddenly stopped talking, Li Li, who loves to join in the fun, asked, "Mr. Han? I will let the security guard go and drive away the ignorant person!" As a capable subordinate, Li Li is very Actionable.

Under the uncontrollable gaze of everyone, Han Zhan stretched out his hand, shook it, and said, "My wife is so troubled, everyone laughed."

Li Li laughed out loud, his lips pursed, and he cursed silently: "Double standard dog!"

At this time, another helicopter flew up staggeringly. A balloon is also tied to this helicopter, and on the note under the balloon, the content is written--

[Han Zhan, Xiao Cici will always love you, yeah! 】

Han Zhan's face turned redder, he unconsciously unscrewed the thermos and took a sip of warm tea.

He is too old to withstand such romantic stimulation.

I was both happy and shy.

Li Li, Beizhan and others looked at the helicopters with interest, wondering what tricks Song Ci was going to play.

The third and fourth helicopters flew up one after another, and they lined up. The nose of the plane pointed at the office where Han Zhan and the others were located. All the helicopters suddenly changed their positions, shook their bodies, and organized them into a heart shape.

Han Zhan's heart seemed to have been shot.

He suddenly got up and said, "After sitting for a few hours, everyone is tired. They all go out for a rest and continue in the afternoon."

Everyone: "..."

Why didn't I see you before and said you were tired?

Li Li wanted to stay and watch the tricks, so he said, "Mr. Han, I am not thirsty."

Han Zhan flew over with a cold eye and said, "No, you are very thirsty."

The Beizhan quickly took away Li Li who wanted to join in the fun.

When everyone was gone, Han Zhan got up and walked to the window, staring at the square below.

On the side of the flower bed in the square, Song Ci, wearing a sports suit and a peaked cap, squatted on the seat of the flower bed. She held a remote-controlled plane in her hand and was focused on controlling the helicopter.

Beside her, there are also five teenagers holding remote controls squatting, and Ajan is also there. Arang squatted beside Song Ci, biting a lollipop in his mouth, and reluctantly helped Song Ci control the remote control plane.

"It's not that I said, your routine is outdated. As early as more than ten years ago, Oriana played these scenes in pursuit of Ye Chen."

Song Ci pouted, "She chased her, I played mine."

Ajan snorted coldly, "I don't like this. Which girl wants to chase me? I don't need a dozen sports cars to give me the whole heart shape. I am indifferent."

Song Ci sneered, and she ran on Agen: "So you are single until now. You know, you want to stay in China, and go back ten or twenty years. If you are in your thirties and have no wife, then you are a bachelor. ."

Agen patted his butt, "It's okay, I have money, and money is the most loyal and considerate wife." With money, he can buy warmth and happiness.

Song Ci added: "A man who is a financial fan can not find a girlfriend." Now how many women are frugal?

Arang was too lazy to talk with Song Ci.

All the helicopters withdrew, and Arang Chao Song Ci extended his hand.

Song Ci asked: "What do you do?"

Agen: "How hard is it?"

Song Ci reluctantly paid out the money, while scolding Agen: "You live in my house and eat my house, and you ask me to do something and ask for money. You really can't find a wife like this."

Agen: "Give me the money!"

Song Ci took out two hundred from the bag and threw it in Arang's palm.

Ajan got the money, turned around and left.

After entering the company, he turned a corner and entered the toilet. Open the pocket behind his buttocks, Arang folded the cash and put it in the pocket, then opened the small financial management software, and recorded the two hundred yuan harvest today.

After doing all this, Agen only went upstairs.

In the elevator, he met Han Zhan who was going downstairs.

Han Zhan stared at Arang's **** and said, "Are you asking for money from your sister-in-law?"

Arang leaned on the elevator and said, "Song Ci does not lack that little money."

"Called sister-in-law."

"Song porcelain."

Han Zhan's eyebrows beat wildly, "No rules!"

Arang pulled Han Zhan out of the elevator, walked in by himself, and closed the door.

Han Zhan walked out of the company building quickly and saw that Song Ci was scanning the QR code to pay the remote-controlled boys. It seems that these are the people she borrowed from the club. Han Zhan went behind her after Song Ci paid the payment.

Han Zhan covered Song Ci's eyes.

Song Ci immediately smelled the neutral woody scent of Han Zhan.

Recognizing that it was Han Zhan, Song Ci felt relieved and started acting, "Help, someone robbed Huang Hua's maiden, help! Help!"

Han Zhan leaned close to Song Ci's ear, his voice lowered, threatening her: "If you want to survive, don't call it!"

Song Ci pretended to be afraid, and his heart trembled, and his voice trembling said: "Da Lang Jun, Da Lang Jun, don't hurt me. I don't have any money, and I can't grow up. I have this double heart. Before the calculation, do you want it? If you want it, I will give it to you."

Han Zhan was successfully amused by Song Ci. He let go of his hand, walked around in front of Song Ci, looked down at her, and pretended to be angry and said, "It turns out that what you gave to me before was all fake."

Poking Song Ci's heart, Han Zhan asked, "You have kept this heart forever, who are you going to give it to?"

Song Ci squeezed Han Zhan's hand, "Who do I want to give to, you don't know?"

Han Zhan's expression became serious. He stared at Song Ci's eyes full of nostalgia and anxiety, knowing that Song Ci had found the company and wanted to get along with him more, but he was reluctant to bear him, and his heart felt soft.

"Come up with me, when the summary meeting is over, I will take you to play."

"it is good."

Han Zhan took Song Ci to the dining hall for dinner.

Song Ci used to eat in the restaurant of the old company. After moving from Zeus International to the Yulong Building, Song Ci has never eaten the food in the restaurant of Han Zhan's company.

Han Zhan took Song Ci to Chinese food.

In the recent cold weather, the meat on Song Ci has grown a few kilograms. She restrained herself from eating most of the bowl of rice, and then put down the bowl. As always, Han Zhan added some dishes to her bowl.

"If you don't eat rice, you can eat more dishes. In short, you can't go hungry."

Song Ci secretly touched the meat on his waist.

She is in very good shape when she is standing. But as soon as I sat down, there was a circle of meat around my waist. Song Ci was a little unhappy, and muttered: "It's you every time, always adding food to my bowl. I have gained several kilos."

Han Zhan also laughed, "Starving is bad for your health, especially the stomach. It is important to be beautiful, but health is more important."

Song Ci did not refute.

Anything, once it comes to her health, Han Zhan will never regress.

Song Ci could only finish the dishes in pain and joy.

After dinner, Song Ci followed Han Zhan's **** back to the office. Song Ci walked a few times and exercised in the office gym for half an hour. After sweating, he went to take a shower.

After the shower, she walked out wearing Han Zhan's shirt and suit and trousers. Han Zhan's suit pants are very long, Song Ci also has a pair of long legs, but compared with Han Zhan's legs, they are a lot shorter.

Song Ci carried her trousers and walked to the bed in a funny way. She said to Han Zhan on the bed: "Your pants are too long. You always step on your feet."

Han Zhan closed his eyes and leaned on the pillow to take a nap. Hearing this, he quickly stretched out his left arm and pulled Song Ci into his arms. Confining Song Ci, Han Zhan said, "Since it's long, don't wear it."

Song Ci waited for this sentence, "Since you don't let me wear it, then I won't wear it." Song Ci's tone sounded reluctant, but the speed of taking off his pants was surprisingly fast.

Song Ci seldom came to the company. Han Zhan fantasized about doing whatever he wanted with her in this bed. Han Zhan even had everything ready, but it was useless.

Finally, the fantasy came true, and Han Zhan was somewhat agitated, and rarely lost his self-control.

At the end, they are almost at work.

Song Ci lay softly on the bed, covered his face with a quilt, and said, "I want to sleep."

Han Zhan said, "I'll take you to take a bath first." After holding Song Ci to the shower room, Han Zhan put on his clean shirt and put Song Ci back on the bed.

Song Ci fell asleep soon, Han Zhan waited for her to fall asleep, then got dressed, walked out of the office, and said to the chief assistant, "I'm optimistic, no one is allowed in."

The special helper felt like Mingjing, knowing that Mr. Han's baby was resting inside, he nodded and said, "Mr. Han, don't worry, no one will go in."

"Ok."

Song Ci was awakened by Han Zhan.

When she opened her eyes, Han Zhan's head was against her face, rubbing hard against her neck. "It's time to get up, porcelain treasure."

Song Ci hugged Han Zhan's head and asked him, "What time is it?" The sun outside the window had already ran to the west.

Han Zhan: "It's half past four."

Song Ci [51 Novel www.51ksbook.com] slept for two hours.

Song Ci hurriedly pushed Han Zhan away and got up. The previous clothes were sent to dry cleaning, and the assistant had already sent the brand new clothes.

The clothes were all made by Han Zhan according to Song Ci's dressing style and asked his assistant to buy them. The size and length were all right. Song Ci adjusted her hair and simply put on makeup before leaving get off work with Han Zhan.

The two are going on a date.

Han Zhan was about to walk to the garage, Song Ci took his arm, "Walk, Han Zhan, how long have you not walked with me?"

Han Zhan nodded, "Then walk."

The two walked out of the Yulong Building, crossed the bridge, and came to the shore.

Today is Christmas, there are more people on the street and the atmosphere is different. On the street, beautiful Christmas trees can be decorated everywhere, as well as cheerful Christmas songs.

Song Ci approached a jewelry store and bought two red scarves. She surrounded Han Zhan with one of them, and the other for herself.

Han Zhan wore a black suit and a blue windbreaker to protect against the cold. Song Ci wore a red scarf, which was not very good. Fortunately, Han Zhan looks good, but he can manage such a look.

Song Ci wears a khaki trench coat and black pants, which goes well with the red scarf. Red will make Song porcelain more white and moving.

Han Zhan stared at Song Ci's dripping tenderness and whispered: "There is always a guilt of abducting and selling a neighbor's little sister."

Song Ci held back a smile, "You know yourself."

Han Zhan held her hand with his right hand.

Song Ci said, "The gloves are quite cold. Hold me with your left hand."

Leather gloves are indeed a little cold in winter.

Han Zhan thought for a while, and simply took off his gloves. His broken fingers are fake fingers, which are very metallic. They are the kind of appearance that others will know that his hand is disabled at first glance, but they will not feel ugly.

Han Zhan directly held Song Ci with his right hand.

The touch of the two metal fingers spread to Song Ci's heart through the palm of his hand. Song Ci asked Han Zhan hesitantly: "Han Zhan, do you care about other people's eyes? If so, then wear gloves." Everyone loves beauty, and Han Zhan also loves beauty.

Han Zhan said, “In the beginning, I really cared about it and gave myself up for it. Later I realized that wearing gloves is also to avoid unnecessary trouble and pitying eyes.”

"But now." Han Zhan smiled, domineering, he said: "I have money, an identity, a wife and children, no one's sympathetic eyes can hurt me."

Han Zhan is actually not afraid of others' sympathy and pity, he is even more afraid that Song Ci will look at him that way.

So on the day when Song Ci boldly asked him to put a ring on her with his right hand on the day of receiving the marriage certificate, Han Zhan felt like he was treated as a normal person by Song Ci.

It was the first time that he plucked up his courage, took off his gloves in front of others, and looked directly at his own disability.

In Song Ci's eyes, Han Zhan was not a poor man with a handicap.

Hearing what Han Zhan said, Song Ci was relieved.

Song Ci actually didn't care about Han Zhan's disability, and went out holding hands with Han Zhan, and was not afraid of being discovered that her husband had a disability. She thinks Han Zhan is good, good everywhere.

After walking for a while, Han Zhan suddenly met a little girl selling flowers. The girl handed the flowers to Han Zhan, and said with a sweet smile: "Mr. Zhu and Miss Jin Jian are in love for a long time!"

Today is not Valentine's Day, but roses are also selling well.

If the flower girl says a few nice things, there are fools who pay for flowers, even Han Zhan is no exception. When Han Zhan was about to pay with his mobile phone, he heard the flower girl say: "It's for you, big brother."

The big brother heard Han Zhan's heart lightly, as if he was several years younger suddenly.

It's not in vain that he applies a mask four times a week!

Han Zhan gave the roses to Song Ci, but Song Ci said, "If you give it to you, you will take it."

Han Zhan twisted his eyebrows, took the flower in his left hand and Song Ci in his right hand, and continued to the Shenxiang restaurant. After walking for a while, Han Zhan met another flower seller, this time a young man.

The young man picked the most beautiful rose, bent over and gave it to Han Zhan, "Big brother, I wish you and my little sister a lifetime of love and love!"

Before Han Zhan took out his wallet, the child ran away.

Han Zhan felt that something was wrong.

After walking another distance, he met another little girl who was stuffed with a flower. After walking more than a hundred meters, I met another flower seller...

Later, Han Zhan couldn't hold the flower in one hand, so he could only loosen Song Ci and hold it with both hands.

He counted silently in his heart, and he had received forty-nine flowers. A big master Han Zhan, holding a handful of delicate roses, and Song Ci walked into the Shenxiang restaurant, which attracted the attention of many people.

All people who can enter the Shenxiang restaurant are high-class people. Han Zhan is the new richest man in Wangdongcheng. Who does not know him?

Being stared at by familiar and strange friends, Han Zhan is hardly ashamed.

Song Ci walked to their seat and sat down. Han Zhan had too many roses to sit down. Song Ci got up again and took the initiative to pull out the chair for Han Zhan.

"Han Zhan, sit down."

Han Zhan sat down and hugged the flowers, a little confused.

He had guessed that these roses were not given to him by those enthusiastic strangers, but those arranged by Song Ci.

In the vase on the dining table, there are two blooming roses.

Han Zhan noticed that there was only one rose on the table of others.

Song Ci didn't sit down, she bent down, and Yu hand took a red rose from the vase. Song Ci put the rose in the rose bouquet in Han Zhan's arms.

Her rose is the most beautiful and charming.

Han Zhan heard Song Ci say: "This big brother, I wish you peace and long life. This time you go to the moon, you must come back on time and healthily. Song Ci is waiting for you on the earth."

Han Zhan saw Song Ci's eyes turn red, and he had a different feeling in his heart.

Feeling satisfied, but also sad.

"Song porcelain..."

"Shhh!" Song Ci put his finger in front of her lips and motioned to Han Zhan to shut up.

Han Zhan closed his mouth, said nothing, and looked at his little wife quietly.

Song Ci stared at Han Zhan and Rose. She said, "Han Zhan, it’s Christmas 2023. Song Ci has sent you 50 roses on the earth. And you didn’t give me anything, so Han Zhan, I owe me 50 roses."

Han Zhan's brows moved slightly, "So, what kind of gift should I send in return?"

Song Ci said: "I want you to give me a rose every Christmas from now on. From 2024 to 2074, before you turn 85, you must give me a rose every Christmas. Roses." After 85, he may have burped.

Han Zhan was moved, and his rare eyes were a little hot.

He glanced to the sky, held back his tears, and then said, "Okay, I promise you."

The people at the tables close to each other felt baffled when they heard the dialogue between Song Ci and Han Zhan.

There was a pair of aristocratic lady and son-in-law who were dating, and secretly wrote down the conversation between the two. When they finished the meal and walked out of the deep lane restaurant, the girl couldn't wait to open the Wangdongcheng forum and post a post.

——[Solve, what do you mean by the dialogue between the richest man and the first lady? 】

I am a guest in my dream: [Today I ran into the richest man and the lady who came to dine in the Shenxiang restaurant. To be honest, the richest man is more charming than the magazine. The ladies are worthy of being the first ladies, it is a real flower of wealth. well, let's get back to business. 】

[Today in the restaurant, the lady lady gave the richest man a large bouquet of roses, like fifty. The conversation between the lady lady and the richest man is romantic and strange. Everyone analyzes and analyzes what does the lady lady mean? 】

In the post, the guest in the dream recorded every conversation between Han Zhan and Song Ci.

After publishing their conversation, they dreamt that someone could help them solve their puzzles.

Song Ci has always been a popular person in the forum, and any post related to her will always attract the attention of a large number of users quickly.

Seeing the creation of new posts, forum users came in. Some said they were unclear, and some said it was a romance between the richest man and the ladies.

It was not until a person named Queen Beibei appeared that she left a message for everyone to clarify——

Queen Beibei: [I guess so. The Zeus Aviation tourism industry under the company of the richest man is expected to officially open on Chinese Valentine’s Day next year. It is said that after Valentine’s Day next year, bookings from customers worldwide will be accepted. 】

[On the New Year's Day, the richest man will take the Zeus spacecraft in person to start air travel around the moon. This is the first test flight of Zeus International after many years. This is also a bold journey. The world does not know how many local tyrants are watching. 】

[In order to reassure customers, the richest man must test the aircraft personally to ensure that their Zeus spacecraft is safe, their technicians are qualified, and their travel projects are attractive. 】

[To sum up, you can probably understand the true meaning of the above dialogue. Hey, the relationship between the lady and the richest man is really good. 】

After seeing Queen Beibei's analysis, the forum users were all in a hurry.

109th floor: [This pair of cp locked me up! What kind of fairy love is this! 】

110th floor: [Miss ladies give flowers to the richest man, and ask the richest man to send her a rose every year for the next 50 years. This is telling the richest man that he must return safely and accompany her to grow old together. ! I really, the blood tank is going to be empty, sisters, whoever tells me that the love between the richest man and the lady is fake, I will be anxious with him! 】

112th floor: [The two must torture each other to the point of whiteheads! 】

114th floor: [I think Valentine’s Day is the saddest day for my single dog. I didn’t expect that I would not forget to give me a crit on Christmas! 】

...

Time flies quickly, and in a blink of an eye, it's New Year's Day.

That day, early in the morning, Han Zhan had breakfast with the family and rested at home. On this day, Han Zhan took the children to Houshan to ride the Ferris wheel, played bumper cars, and taught the children to swim in the heated swimming pool.

At noon, Song Feiyanjiang and Han Wangwang all came to the manor, and the whole family had a nice lunch. There was talk and laughter during the dinner, and everyone was very happy.

After eating, Han Zhan went upstairs to take a shower, ready to set off for the spacecraft research and development base.

He changed his clothes, and when he walked downstairs, he met Song Fei. Song Fei sat down on the steps at the corner of the stairs, holding a pinball in his hand, and patted.

Han Zhan looked at Song Fei's back and shouted, "Sister Fei."

Song Fei looked back and stared at Han Zhan.

"Han Zhan, I don't allow you to bully my sister..." She had deep eyes and said solemnly: "So, you must come back!"

Han Zhan nodded vigorously before saying, "I will return safely."

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From now on, every Christmas, Han Zhan will give Song Ci a rose. Even if he is old and his spirit is a little unclear, he always remembers that he wants to send flowers to some guy.