Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

"Song Ci, you are a medicine man."

Song Ci almost choked to death with the saliva he hadn't swallowed.

Her expression solidified for a few seconds, then turned her head stiffly, looked at Song Fei, and said suspiciously, "Song Fei, what are you kidding about again."

Song Fei: "I never make a joke." Especially not making jokes about this kind of thing.

Song Ci's expression was very ugly, his face was not right, and cold sweat suddenly appeared on his forehead. "Song Fei, how could I be a medicine man, I am not from the Nangong family, I..."

Song Ci faced Shang Song Fei's deep and painful eyes, and gradually, those unspoken excuses disappeared in his abdomen.

She pinched her thigh severely before asking, "Are you serious?"

Song Fei was a little at a loss, not knowing how to face Song Ci, who suddenly learned the truth.

She bowed her head to fold the letter and folded it into the shape of a paper crane.

Looking at the paper crane in his hand, Song Fei said in a low voice: "When our mother was pregnant with us, we were stunted and our signs of life were getting weaker. In order to keep us, my father asked my mother to drink anti-fetal medicine."

"The anti-fetal medicine is a special anti-fetal medicine made by the Mo family for the Nangong family. This medicine has a magical effect on protecting the fetus, but at the same time, it will also nurture the fetus into a medicine person."

"And we..." Song Fei licked her dry tongue, her voice dull and dry, "You have been competitive since you were young, and that's how it was when you were in your mother's stomach. You are especially good at taking nutrients, and most of the drugs are taken by you. Absorbed. So when you were born, you were much younger than me and your body was much weaker than me."

Song Ci always thought that she was born younger than Song Fei because she was robbed of nutrition by Song Fei, but the result was the opposite. Because she absorbed too much medicine, she was much smaller.

"You always took medicine when you were a child, and you became weak in winter. I felt strange at that time, but I didn't think too much."

"Every medicine person, when they enter the second development, girls start menstrual period, and boys begin to show signs of men, their bodies will emit the smell of medicine. At this time, if they meet the Mo family, Then you will be aware of your identity."

"Dad, because of his grandfather's murder, has always worried that the Mo family will not let him go. He is worried that one day they will be killed suddenly and you will be found by the Mo family. Tell me all the truth. Dad asked me to protect you, because once you fall into the hands of the Mo family, the consequences..."

The consequences will be unimaginable, she will be cut by a thousand swords!

Song Fei did not go on.

Song Ci was chilling all over, she forgot the ability to speak, and her body was shaking slightly.

Song Fei hugged her and said to her ear: "Song Ci, we will not go to the Mo family."

Song Fei thought that the Mo family's obsession with medicine people had faded. After all, it is a society under the rule of law, and the Mo family cannot stand above the law.

But after reading this letter, Song Fei guessed the truth of the death of his grandfather. Something earth-shattering must have happened between Grandpa and Medicine Man Nangong Yingying, which caused him to be chased and killed by the Mo family after he was expelled from the Mo family incognito.

Song Fei hoped that Song Ci would be safe and sound, rather than seeking justice for his grandfather and father.

Song Ci also realized the seriousness of the problem. She said, "Okay, we are not going."

"Ok."

On the way down the mountain, the two sisters felt very heavy, and their conversations became less. After returning to the village chief’s house, the two bid farewell to the village chief and his wife, and drove back to the county seat.

After staying in the county for one night, they drove back to Wangdong City early the next morning. They arrived at Wangdong City at 7:30 in the evening.

Song Fei drove the car to the door of her and Yan Jiang's house. Song Ci got off the car with Song Fei and went to their house. Knowing that Sister Song Fei was back tonight, Yan Jiang pinched an order to make dinner.

When he heard the door opened, Yan Jiang looked back at the entrance hall and saw the appearance of sister Song Fei's servants. He hurriedly said, "A Fei, Song Song, you first go take a bath and then go downstairs to eat."

"it is good."

Song Fei bathed in the master bedroom, while Song Ci bathed in the guest bedroom.

Stripping off her clothes, Song Ci stood in the bathroom and couldn't help but sniffed her body, but she didn't smell anything.

Obviously there is no smell!

Song Ci took a bath with great anxiety, came downstairs and saw Yan Jiang cooking a table full of dishes, and then forgot the disturbing things.

"Ajiang, you made onion scrambled eggs again. Are you not tired of this dish?" Almost every time you come to Yan Jiang's house for dinner, you must have onion scrambled eggs for Chinese food, and onion soup for western food!

Song Ci found a familiar dish on the table and couldn't help feeling speechless.

Song Fei looked at Song Ci and corrected her: "It's not big or small, call Brother Jiang!"

Song Ci sticks out his tongue and picks up his chopsticks to taste the food.

Yan Jiang asked Song Fei: "Are things going well this time?"

Song Fei nodded, "I found my grandfather's cemetery and it has been repaired. But I plan to find a suitable opportunity in the future to move my grandfather's cemetery to Wangdong City and bury it in the same place as my father."

They can't fall back to their roots, but the father and son can be buried together and reunite.

Yan Jiang agreed with Song Fei's approach. He said, "Wait for Qingming Festival next year." Tombs are moved here, usually around Qingming Festival.

"also."

Song Fei took a bite of preserved egg and lean meat porridge. Seeing that Yan Jiang was tired, he asked him, "Are you busy these days?"

"Well, there was a mass suicide death in a school. The parents refused to accept the result and sent the child's body to the bureau. They have been working overtime these days."

"Hey, they are all young children. Faced with such young children, I can't handle it..."

Song Ci really couldn't hold back anymore, and asked in a low voice, "While eating, can you not talk about your work?"

Yan Jiang: "Well, let's talk about the fashion conference. This year's spring and summer fashion week will be next week. You must have received an invitation. Are you going?"

Song Ci shook his head, "Brother Han didn't come back, so I don't want to go anywhere."

"Don't worry, there will be nothing wrong with your Han Zhan."

"That's natural."

Yan Jiang was a little regretful. He said, "I also received the invitation letter, but I am too busy at work and have no time to go. Afei, would you like to go with my invitation letter?"

Song Fei: "I'm not interested in those things." Song Fei is the kind of person who can give her a piece of clothing that can be worn as long as it can cover her buttocks and breasts. If you let her go to a fashion show, it is tantamount to playing the piano.

"Then don't go."

The three of them had just finished their dinner when Long Yubian drove the car over.

"I'm going back first." After Song Ci said goodbye to Yan Jiang and the others, he got in the car.

As soon as Song Ci got on the car, Long Yu said, "Mr. Han and the others have reached the orbit of the moon and have begun to orbit the moon."

Song Ci was overjoyed. "Are there any images?"

"Yes, the people on the base side uploaded the video to the manor, and the lady will be able to see it later when she gets home."

Song Ci returned home with expectation.

Knowing that my mother will be back tonight, the daughters are still up and waiting for Song Ci in the children's playroom.

After Song Ci returned to the house, the butler took Song Ci's luggage and handed it to his entourage. Only then did the Cai steward say: "Madam, the two ladies are waiting for you in the children's toy room."

"I'm going over."

Song Ci took the elevator to the children's toy room on the second floor.

When she pushed the door in, the two little guys who heard the movement quickly turned their heads and looked over. Seeing that Song Ci, who had not been seen for many days, finally returned, Han Miao and Han Jun were both pleasantly surprised.

"Mom!" Han Miao ran towards Song Ci, his little **** twisted and twisted, very cute.

Han Jun also got up from the carpet and ran over slowly.

Song Ci simply sat down on the ground and caught the two small cannonballs that were flying.

Han Miao was lying on Song Ci's chest, and Han Jun was resting on Song Ci's left arm. "Mom, mom." They were so excited, they shouted to their mother, which was an expression of love for Song Ci.

Song Ci smiled and fought them on the ground for a while and then sat up on her knees. She waved to the housekeeper behind her, and housekeeper Cai walked in with a gift.

After entering the house, butler Cai bent over and said to the two little guys: "Madam prepared a gift for you!"

Han Miao said: "Doll! Doll!"

Han Jun: "Ball! Basketball!"

Song Ci took the box from Steward Cai.

"Dangdangdangdang!" Song Ci placed the gift box in front of the children's cries. Han Jun and Han Miao both knelt beside the box, anxiously trying to see the true content of the gift, but would not open the box.

Song Ci helped Han Miao open the box. Inside was a handmade doll. The doll was wearing a sweater dress, very cute and exquisite.

And what she prepared for Han Jun was also a mini basketball.

After receiving the gift he liked, Han Jun didn't control his emotions, and rubbed Song Ci's face vigorously to express her joy.

Song Ci held Han Miao over.

The two little guys sat in Song Ci's arms. Song Ci played with them for a while with toys. They started yawning at 9:30.

Send the children back to the children's room, and when the children fell asleep, Song Ci went to the screening room.

Steward Cai stood behind her, turned on the screen, found the image from the base, and showed it to Song Ci.

It was a small video, which was shot by Chief Engineer Chen Gang.

Han Zhan and the others took off their helmets inside the spacecraft. Chen Gang's face appeared in the camera, looking very energetic.

Because it was in outer space, Chen Gang's voice sounded strange, and it was still very soft.

Chen Gang said: "Hello everyone, we have now successfully entered the lunar orbit and are now very close to the moon."

"These two are our astronauts, and this one is our boss Mr. Han. Come, Mr. Han, say hello to everyone."

Han Zhan's face appeared in the camera. He was eating a toothpaste-like tube, which was a nutrient.

After spending a few seconds swallowing the nutrient, Han Zhan said: "Porcelain Bao, when I come back, I will eat meat, stir-fried, and some chili."

Han Zhan seems to be tired of nutrients and miss the pan-fried food on the earth full of human fireworks.

Hearing this, Song Ci couldn't help but laughed, his shoulders were shaking, but his eyes were red.

No one's success is smooth sailing. Even Han Zhan, who stood on the top of a giant since his birth, had to take risks if he wanted to sit on the power of wealth.

Song Ci secretly wiped away her tears before continuing to watch the video.

Chen Gang pointed the lens at the outside, through the lens, you can see the huge gray-black moon outside the window, and even some potholes on it can be clearly seen.

This is a very beautiful picture. You can see the universe and see countless stars wandering in the universe, and human beings are as small as a dust in the universe.

The video was three minutes long, and Song Ci watched the video several times before going to sleep contentedly.

The next day, Song Ci woke up and found that Zeus International had published an aerial video of Han Zhan and their travel on Weibo's official website.

This video quickly aroused heated discussion and was called the most powerful short selfie video of the year.

It was getting colder and colder, and it was snowing in Wangdongcheng, which brought the twelfth lunar month. In the twelfth lunar month, many local people marinate bacon at home.

Grandpa is gone, Song Ci can't eat bacon anymore. She asked someone to buy some bacon and asked a maid at home to invite her aunt in the countryside to help marinate the bacon.

Han Zhan came back on this day of the Great Cold.

It was very snowy that day, and the streets of Wangdong City were covered with a layer of white snow, and there were fewer and fewer vehicles on the road. The sanitation workers and volunteers sprinkled salt on the ground and were busy cleaning the snow with shovel.

Song Ci heard that Han Zhan was coming back, so she drove a helicopter to Wanyu County by herself. When she arrived at the base, Han Zhan and the others had a five-minute journey from the ground.

Song Ci stood with the staff, and several reporters holding video cameras stood behind him.

Zeus One landed steadily on the designated position, and the staff immediately ran up and opened the door of the spacecraft. Two astronauts came out first.

In a state of weightlessness for a long time, their walking posture is quite strange.

Following the astronauts, chief engineer Chen Gang, Han Zhan walked at the back. Han Zhan's sense of weightlessness is weaker than that of them. When he walked down the stairs, his body was straight and he held the railing with only one hand.

Seeing Song Ci in front of the crowd, Han Zhan took off his helmet and smiled relievedly at her.

"I'm back!" he said in a spoken language.

Regardless of whether anyone was watching, Song Ci rushed over and hugged Han Zhan abruptly. Being hit by Song Ci, Han Zhan also became unstable and fell to the ground with her in his arms.

Fortunately, the staff had been prepared, anticipating that the astronauts would be in a state of weightlessness, and laid a soft carpet on the ground.

Han Zhan fell to the ground, holding Song Ci, "It's okay, I'm back."

Song Ci lay in his arms, crying with joy.

"Han Zhan, Han Zhan, Han Zhan!" Song Ci was so excited that he could only speak Han Zhan's name over and over again.

Feeling Song Ci's dependence and attachment to him, Han Zhan felt soft. He touched Song Ci's hair and wanted to kiss her, but he didn't like the space suit on his body getting in the way.

"Let me change clothes first."

"Okay, I brought you clothes."

Han Zhan entered the dressing room with the support of Song Ci. He was somewhat embarrassed when he took off his clothes. Han Zhan reminded Song Ci: "I haven't bathed in a few days, maybe there is some smell on my body."

It is very inconvenient to take a bath in the universe. Generally, you just wipe your body and take a bath every few days.

And taking a bath is also a luxury.

Why would Song Ci dislike Han Zhan for the smelly smell, she said, "It's okay, I'll bathe you myself later."

"...it is good."

Song Ci didn't dislike her stink, so Han Zhan changed his clothes generously.

Song Ci wore him a set of thermal underwear, a sweater, and a down jacket. After changing his clothes, Han Zhan sat on the chair obediently, rubbing his legs. He was thinner, and his body under the down jacket appeared thin.

"I'm a little unstable when I walk." Han Zhan rubbed those legs and teased himself, "Is it like an Alzheimer?"

"It's only temporary, and it's not as exaggerated as you said." Song Ci turned around and closed the door, then took out a cloth bag from her backpack.

There should be something in that cloth bag. It doesn't look small. Han Zhan asked curiously: "What is hidden in your bag?"

"Baby."

Song Ci took the baby out of the cloth bag, and Han Zhan discovered that it was a food box divided into three layers.

Song Ci opened the lid of the food box and Han Zhan smelled a scent that appealed to the taste buds. "Fried pork with chili, dry pot of fatty intestines, and mushroom soup. Brother Han, eat faster."

These days, the scene of Han Zhan sitting in the spaceship, frowning and saying he wants to eat fried meat, always appears in Song Ci's dreams. So knowing that Han Zhan will be back this afternoon, Song Ci asked the cook to prepare the dishes early, packed them in insulated food boxes, and drove a helicopter to pick up Han Zhan.

Han Zhan was moved.

He stared at those dishes, and he was rare to show off, and said to Song Ci: "I want you to feed me."

Song Ci hesitated a little, then picked up the rice spoon and fed Han Zhan a spoonful of food.

"Is it here?" Li Li and Bei Zhan, accompanied by the staff, came to the locker room.

"Mr. Han is here."

Li Li stretched out his hand to open the door.

However, the Beizhan held Li Li's hand and said, "You are not afraid to disturb people with good things. You should see something you shouldn't see?"

Li Li made a cut. He said, "Mr. Han just came back. Walking is a difficult task now. Can you still play tricks?"

Beizhan felt that what Li Li said was reasonable, so he didn't stop him again. Li Li opened the door, and when the two brothers looked up, they saw Song Ci feeding Han Zhan to dinner, just like coaxing a child, saying, "Ah."

Han Zhan opened his mouth, "Ah..."

Li Li was stunned at the same time as the Northern War.

Li Li: "Sorry, we didn't come at the right time."

Li Li hurriedly closed the door and pushed out the locker room with Beizhan. The brothers glanced at each other, and Li Li said in a complex tone: "I would rather open the door to see them kissing and hugging, than to see such a harsh eye."

He’s a 35-year-old man, he needs to be fed after he has a meal.

Is it a person?

The expression of the Northern War is also very complicated.

I didn't see that Mr. Han looked like this in front of Song Ci.

It's really not a person to look like.

Inside, Han Zhan and Song Ci stared at each other with big eyes. Han Zhan said: "My face is completely dead."

Song Ci felt innocent, and subconsciously said, "This is what you want me to feed." She looked at the food in the food box and stared at Han Zhan's oily lips, and asked Han Zhan: "Will you still feed it?"

"Hey!"

Anyway, I have lost my face in the Pacific, and I don't mind losing it further.

When Han Zhan finished eating slowly, it was already twenty minutes later.

Song Ci packed all the tableware, pushed open the locker room door, and walked out of it with the food container. Bei Zhan and Li Li squatted at the door and chatted. When they heard the movement, they turned their heads at the same time, looking at Song Ci with such subtle eyes.

Song Ci held the food box, pretending to be calm, "Han Zhan let you in." After speaking, she carried the food box and slipped away.

Li Li went into the house with Beizhan and saw Han Zhan sitting in a chair drinking tea. Li Li jokes that he can eat, "Mr. Han is really a huge amount." After eating such a big box of rice, he can still drink water.

Han Zhan waved his hand and said, "Let you eat the nutrient solution for 20 days, and you will be just like me."

The Northern Warfare then said: "Thanks."

"Don't talk about it." Han Zhan put down his teacup and raised his head, staring at the Beizhan with penetrating eyes, and asked: "How are customers reporting?"

Bei Zhandao: "Very good. The world is paying attention to this matter. In the past few days, more than 160 local tyrants have booked travel projects."

Air travel is only affordable to the rich, and the pre-sale price of each air ticket is set at more than 100 million. In just a few days, more than one hundred customers have booked air tickets. One can imagine how much money this project will make in the future.

Han Zhan was quite satisfied after hearing this answer. "Not bad." He asked again: "KT consortium, have there been any movements lately?"

Beizhan was leaning against the wall, with his arms around his chest, the index and middle fingers of his right hand, lightly tapping on his left arm.

He said: "Mr. Han's expectation is like a god. As soon as Long Aoyu, the owner of the KT consortium, died, the four children showed their minions. You fought with each other, and you broke the blood. After half a year of fighting. Later, ten days ago, Long Zhize successfully won the position of Patriarch and became the new Patriarch of the KT Consortium."

"Everything, you guessed it."

No one knows how much power Han Zhan exerted in the back when Long Zhize was fighting for power with the three brothers.

Han Zhan smiled, "Long Zhize is a good partner. Although he is ambitious, but the means are still upright." And Han Zhan likes to work with such partners.

"Did Long Zhize call?"

"beated."

"Have you mentioned additional capital injection?"

Beizhan smiled and said, "I mentioned it."

"Not bad!"

Having completely won the little friend Long Zhize, Han Zhan's purpose of this trip is even a success. "Let's go, take me back."

"to make."

Li Li held Han Zhan's arm, and when Song Ci returned after washing the food box, the four of them boarded the helicopter and looked back at Dongcheng.

On the way back, Song Ci was still flying the plane.

The door between the cockpit and the passenger cabin was not closed. Li Li sat in his old position, staring at Song Ci's back, and suddenly said with emotion: "My wife, as a trainee pilot, when we boarded our plane for the first time, Mr. Han was very calm and indifferent, and I really regarded him as a real gentleman..."

"Tsk tusk." Li Li shook his head, and then said, "Some people, on the surface, seem wantless and very serious, but secretly, they have long aimed at the young girl, a beast in clothing!"

There was a word in his ear, Li Li talked non-stop, and Han Zhan felt the long-lost sense of excitement.

Han Zhan has never been the kind of person who can swallow his anger. He retorted Li Li: "Some people look at tall people, adults in their twenties and thirties, but they are a mom-boy who can't do without his mother."

When Li Li was stepped on in pain, his expression suddenly became gloomy. He rolled up his sleeves and said to Han Zhan: "Mr. Han, you and I can't win normally, but now it's not necessarily true."

Han Zhan didn't say anything else, and calmly took out a gun from under the chair and pointed it directly at Li Li, "Try it?"

Li Li was dumbfounded on the spot.

The Northern Warfare was also taken aback, "Mr. Han, Li Li is just joking."

Han Zhan sneered, looking ruthless and unrighteous, "It's a pity, I take it seriously." After speaking, he suddenly pressed the wrench of the pistol.

"Mr. Han!" Bei Zhan screamed, and Li Li shook his body.

Ziyou!

A water stain fell on Li Li's forehead.