Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

Nan Yanyan is naturally not really stupid enough to believe that Arang was blown by the wind and sand got into his eyes, but everyone is an adult, and everyone has moments of emotional breakdown and being moved.

Nan Yanyan was considerate and did not ask why Arang burst into tears. She raised the rock candy in her hand and said, "Let's go, the candy is ready."

"okay."

The two turned a turn and walked towards the gate of the community. From a distance, Agen noticed a black Volvo parked beside the gate of the community.

Ajan handed the gift in his hand to Nan Yanyan.

Nan Yanyan took the gift, and asked wonderingly: "What are you going to do?"

"My brother's driver brought me something, I'll go see it."

Nan Yanyan walked towards Volvo with Agen.

Long Yu was taking a nap in the car. He stayed up late with his girlfriend on duty last night. Today, he has been escorting Han Zhan during the day. No one disturbs him at the moment, and he is a little sleepy.

Hearing the sound of the car door being knocked, Long Yu immediately woke up and fell asleep. He opened the door and walked down, leaning on the car door and said to Agen: "Second Young Master, my husband asked me to bring you something in the trunk."

Arang stared at Long Yu's sleepy-eyed appearance, frowning and asked him, "Did you stay up late last night?" Long Yu didn't stay up very often. Once he stayed up, the sleepiness on his face was obvious.

"I can't hide anything from you and Mr. Han." When Mr. Han saw his first sentence at work this morning, he also asked if he stayed up late last night.

Agen said, "Your eyes are full of fatigue."

Ajan opened the trunk and carried out the same things, a total of five or six copies. "Mr. Han asked me to buy you six gifts, so good things are a double."

Ajan really doesn't understand this.

He looked at those things, including American ginseng, red wine, and some supplements suitable for middle-aged and elderly women. Things are not rare and precious goods, but they are more practical, so they appear sincere.

Ajan took the gift and said thank you in a low voice to Long Yu. "You go back to rest earlier, it is not safe to drive when you are tired."

"Ok."

Long Yu didn't stay too much, and drove away.

Nan Yanyan glanced at the Volvo, and she said, "I saw a report about your brother."

Ajan raised his eyebrows, "What report?"

"Someone took a deep dive into your brother's luxury cars and discovered that your brother didn't even have a real luxury car. It is said that the most expensive car was also registered under your sister-in-law's name."

"They said that your brother is really rich and not exposed."

Hearing this, Agen turned his lips straight. He said: “True rich people never show their identity by the number of luxury cars. When the money accumulates to a certain amount, they can afford Jinshan Yinshan. Naturally, yes. There is no pursuit of these external objects."

Many men are interested in the beauty of Xiangche and BMW, but Han Zhan is not interested in these. Han Zhan prefers guns to cars. He has a secret warehouse where he collects almost all the guns manufactured in the world.

But this hobby must never be promoted.

Nan Yanyan's mother was cooking, but couldn't wait for the rock candy, so she started calling Nan Yanyan again. Nan Yanyan answered the phone, "Come right away, don't rush."

After hanging up the phone, she pulled Arang into the community.

Nanyan Yan’s community is relatively old, and the elevators have to be repaired several times a year. Her house has four floors on one floor and a total of 18 floors. There are only two elevators. The elevators are more crowded at the time of commuting.

Coincidentally, one of the elevator doors sensed a problem, and the property is contacting a technician to repair it. The technicians have not yet arrived, and there are two yellow warning signs in front of the elevator door.

Five or six people who returned home stood in the lobby on the first floor waiting for the elevator. Nan Yanyan walked into the elevator lobby and stood behind the crowd with Agen.

They are all acquaintances in the same building. They are all uncles and aunts who watched Nan Yanyan grow up from a primary school. Seeing Nan Yanyan holding hands with a man, everyone smiled tacitly.

"Yanyan, bring your boyfriend back?"

Nan Yanyan blushed slightly. "Well, his name is Arang." Nan Yanyan took Arang by the hand and told him: "Arang, this is Aunt Zeng, this is Uncle Zhang, this is Uncle Liu..."

After Nan Yanyan's introduction, Arang hurriedly opened his mouth to shout people, and became an emotional shouting machine.

Arang is very cute and of mixed race, and his tone of voice is very good when he talks to people. It seems that these uncles and aunts like them too much.

After everyone squeezed into the elevator, someone said, "Boy Yanyan doesn’t look big, he’s younger than you?" Ajan looked really tender, not at all like a person in his thirties. It's like a 27-year-old spiritual guy.

Anyone who knows Nan Yanyan's true age thinks that Nan Yanyan is having a relationship between sisters and brothers.

A Rang smiled deeply. He looked down at Nan Yanyan, whose pretty face became more and more red. Then he told the uncles and aunts, and explained: "Everyone can look wrong this time. I am a senior than Yanyan. Years old, thirty-four this year."

"Ah, I really don't see it, how come the guy is so young?" The aunts all approached Arang and asked curiously, "How do you maintain it? Share with the aunts too!"

Nowadays, skin care for boys is not uncommon. Times have changed. These aunts can also accept skin care and makeup for boys.

Arang blinked and started talking nonsense, "The aunts are so young and beautiful. If it weren’t for Yanyan to make me call Auntie, I saw it on the street, and I must have thought that everyone is similar to my sister’s generation. You are very young and not old at all!"

"The boy's mouth is so sweet."

Everyone talked lively for a while, and Nan Yanyan reminded Agen: "We are here."

"Ok."

The elevator door opened, and Ajan smiled and said goodbye to these uncles and aunts.

Walking out of the elevator, Argent pulled off his tie and breathed a sigh of relief. "Let's never live in a high-level senior, such a warm neighbor, I can't bear it." In fact, Agen is not a person who loves to talk to strangers.

Today, if it wasn't for them to have a good impression of Nan Yanyan's boyfriend, and to give face to the father-in-law and mother-in-law, Arang really wanted to keep silent.

Nan Yanyan laughed and teased him: "I think you are quite good at coaxing people."

"Coaxing people is a course, and every man should learn it." Arang who was walking in front suddenly stopped, Nan Yanyan almost installed it, but fortunately stopped the car in time.

Arang turned his head and looked down at Nan Yanyan. He said affectionately, "But I just want all the nice love words to make you happy."

Nan Yanyan thought he was farting.

When I reached the door of Nan Yanyan's house, Nan Yanyan was about to ring the doorbell, but he heard Arang say: "Wait a minute."

Ajan put everything down, he quickly retired the loose tie, and touched the neat hair again, then picked up the gift, took a deep breath, and said, "Okay, let's go. ."

Watching his series of small actions, Nan Yanyan asked him: "Are you nervous?"

Ajan nodded solemnly, "Of course, this is the first time I have seen your parents, can you not be nervous?"

"Don't be nervous, my father speaks very well."

"What about your mother?"

"My mother is very gentle with all beautiful men in the world."

Arang smiled relievedly, "Thanks to my face that is pretty pleasing."

Nan Yanyan gave a hum, and then rang the doorbell. In fact, there is a key in Nanyan's cigarette packet, but ringing the doorbell is a preparation and reminder for parents.

The sound of footsteps quickly remembered in the room, "Come." A loud and mellow male voice sounded behind the door, and Ajang saw the doorknob turn around, and the door opened.

Ajan and Nan Yanyan stepped back and looked up when the door opened.

The person who opened the door was Professor Nan. Professor Nan was not so handsome, even ordinary. Looking at his appearance alone, it is really impossible to imagine that Nan Yanyan and Nan Guanguan would be his cubs.

Thank you Nan mom for her genetic contribution! This is the inheritance of the best survival of the fittest in genetic history!

Professor Nan's sideburns were trimmed very cleanly, apparently he had just been trimmed at the barber shop today. He wore a gray polo shirt, a formal suit and trousers, and a pair of black old-head leather shoes.

The polo shirt was tucked into the belt, and it looked energetic and scholarly.

It seems that Professor Nan also valued today's meeting, so he was dressed up and handsome.

As soon as Ajan saw his future father-in-law, his heart beat faster. He hadn't experienced the nervousness for a long time. The last time he was so nervous, it was the night that killed Edward.

Arang heard Nan Yanyan say: "Dad, this is Han Rang."

Professor Nan stared at Agen and looked closely.

The daughter had given them a vaccination a long time ago, telling them that the future son-in-law is a mixed child, four years older than her, and the original family is quite special. I hope they will not question his father.

Professor Nan's eyes are bright and gentle, but Agen just feels nervous.

Professor Nan is a highly respected professor, and Ajan is a child who has never attended school. Standing in front of Professor Nan, Ajan feels a little embarrassed.

He felt a bit sour in his heart.

What if he is not Edward’s child, but he is just a child of ordinary people? That way, he can also study as a half-sister, take the college entrance examination, and become a college student.

That way, standing in front of Professor Nan today, he can also chat with Professor Nan, talk about his mother, his studies, the papers he has written, and the books he has read.

But this is all hope.

He never went to school. Since childhood, all he received were taught by the professional teachers they invited. He learned gun skills, equestrianism, tactics, fighting skills, and various languages...

Nan Yanyan noticed that Arang was in a daze, so she touched Arang's arm slightly and reminded him: "Arang, call someone!"

Aran's brain was convulsed, and he opened his mouth and shouted, "Dad, we are back!"

Professor Nan: "..."

Nan Yanyan was stunned, then lowered his head to sneer.

Professor Nan felt it was sudden, but he did not accuse Agen of his lip-synching. He just said: "Come back, then come in." As expected, Professor Nan, who has seen the world, can handle it.

Now Arang also realized that he had done something stupid, but now he apologized even more clumsy, and simply acquiesced in his small mistake.

Arang was about to take off his shoes. Professor Nan said hurriedly: "No slippers, no rain outside, and your shoes are not dirty."

Nan Yanyan said, "No need to take it off."

Then Arang straightened up and stepped on his leather shoes into the South home.

Enter the house, bypass a porch screen, and behind it is the restaurant. Ajan was standing in the dining room carrying a gift. He saw Mother Nan who was cooking. He put the gift on the dining table and said to the lady in the kitchen, "Hello Auntie, I'm Ajan."

Mother Nan turned off the small fire and looked back at Arang.

Seeing a handsome guy in a suit with Bai Jun standing in the dining room, Mother Nan's eyes lit up. "Ah, Arang is here. Go and sit down. Your uncle made tea for you. There is heavy smoke on my side. You will come again when the meal is ready."

Arang nodded and said, "The food is delicious, I have a good meal tonight."

"Oh, you kid, what incense, I just made something casual." The woman who said to make something casual, waited for Ajan to go to the living room, and immediately took out half of the pig's hoof from the refrigerator.

Nan Yanyan saw it and asked her, "Do it still?" She stared at the food on the counter, feeling too much.

Mother Nan said, "Let your boyfriend **** specialty spicy pork knuckle! By the way, Arang can eat spicy food, right?"

"Don't be too spicy."

"Well."

Mother Nan poured some hot water into the pot, she wiped her hands and walked out of the kitchen, and her eyes were more satisfied when she saw the gifts on the table.

Nan Yanyan's family situation is not bad, and there is no shortage of money at home, let alone Arang's gifts, but Nan's mother is fond of Arang's heart.

She glanced into the living room and saw the child sitting in front of her husband obediently, and he would answer whatever the husband asked, and she was relieved.

This kid is no worse than Xiao Ye's dog!

Even more handsome and taller, and more polite!

-

In the living room, Ajang sat at the tea table and saw Professor Nan pouring tea on a chubby purple sand feet.

He asked Professor Nan very puzzled: "Uncle, why should I put a...foot on the tea table and give it a bath?"

Professor Nan laughed again when he heard this uncle. He teased Arang: "Why didn't you call him Dad?"

Ajang rubbed his earlobes before he said: "I was a little nervous before, I'm sorry, I made my uncle laugh."

"Young people, it doesn't matter if you make a small mistake occasionally, as long as you don't make a big mistake." Professor Nan said the word'big mistake' a little harder.

When Ajan heard it, he quickly said, "Don't worry, uncle, a big mistake, Ajan will not make a mistake." Arang will never make a mistake like Xiao Ye's.

Seeing Arang understood what he meant, Professor Nan smiled. He told Agen: "This is a kind of ornament made of purple sand. It is a pet of a tea drinker. This kind of pet must be drenched with tea and warmed up."

"My tea pet is a foot with a small spider on the foot. In China, the foot is also called the foot, and there is a small spider on the back, which means contentment and Changle." Professor Nan stopped after speaking. Asked Agen: "Have you heard the term contentment and Changle?"

Ajan nodded, "I know that, I'm always happy with contentment and laugh a lot."

"That's the truth."

Seeing that the foreign son-in-law was not completely ignorant of Chinese, Professor Nan was relieved. He was afraid that the foreign son-in-law was a half-hearted person who couldn't speak Chinese smoothly, and that would make a lot of jokes.

Mother Nan is determined to make a big table, and it won't work for a while. It's boring to sit and drink tea all the time. Professor Nan received the Wenwan walnuts from Arang, and he took Arang to see his collection.

Professor Nan's house is a three-bedroom and two-living room. There is no special study room, so he transformed the master bedroom's toilet into a study room. Professor Nan took Ajan into his study and showed Ajan his four treasures in his study, and the extinct calligraphy and paintings he had collected throughout his life.

Arang walked to the bookshelf, picked up a novel, and asked Professor Nan: "Shui Xu Chuan, is this a novel?"

Hearing Ajan's pronunciation, a string in Professor Nan's brain jumped.

He took the book in Agen's hand, placed it in his palm, pointed the index finger of his right hand to the word'Xu' on the book cover, and said to Agen seriously: "Don't read this word, read Hu, three times."

Ajan blushed silently, a little annoyed. His brother is right. He is not proficient in Chinese, so he shouldn't be shrewd in front of Professor Nan.

After Professor Nan discovered the shortcomings of the prospective son-in-law, he deliberately took Arang to study Chinese in depth, and asked Arang: "Listen to Yanyan, do you want to open an orphanage?"

Agen nodded quickly, "Yes, I have already taken a fancy to a piece of land, and I will start the construction of an orphanage on another day."

Professor Nan was very pleased, "You are a good caring boy." As soon as the conversation turned, Professor Nan said seriously: "As the head of a hospital, you have to work harder. Learn Chinese well, don't teach A group of children who can only recognize half of them came out."

Arang was so embarrassed that he had to explain: "I grew up in Italy, and Chinese is really too difficult for me."

Agen has actually worked very hard. The year before last, he was still an illiterate who couldn't even write Chinese text messages. This year, he already knew common Chinese and he was already quite good.

"But I am willing to continue studying. Uncle is a professor of literature, and your Chinese must be very good. I am willing to study with him."

Professor Nan was put on a high hat by Ajan, and he immediately became proud, "Learn Chinese with me, you are the right person. Well, after dinner, stay and learn Chinese with me for two hours. "

Agen: "...good."

When he was about to eat, Nan Yanyan's brother Nan Guanguan came back with a shoulder bag and a basketball in his hand. Nan Guanguan is dressed as a hip-hop boy, wearing a blue sports headband on his head, walking with wind.

As soon as he entered the house and saw the table full of meals, Nan Guanguan cried out in surprise, "Mom, my sister brought her boyfriend back, you made such a big table! Next time I bring my girlfriend back, you are It’s not that you want the entire Manchu to have a full table!

Nan Guanguan is also twenty-five years old, and he is working as a male Taobao model while reading his blog. He also looks like his mother, handsome and handsome.

With his looks, body, and education, it stands to reason that there should be a lot of peach blossoms. However, this person seems to have no enthusiasm for dating and has not found a girlfriend yet.

Mother Nan glared at him, and she said: "Aunt Lina upstairs asked me secretly last time, if you like boys, it scared me..."

"If you can really bring a girlfriend back, let alone a full banquet, I can make a plate of grilled dragon meat for you."

Nan Guanguan was shocked by Nan's words, "Aunt Lina upstairs really asked you that way?"

"Ok."

Nan's mother is worried about the sexual orientation of Nanguan officials.

Nan Guanguan had the look of discovering the new world, and he murmured: "No wonder I haven't been able to find a satisfactory girl. The feeling is that I found the wrong sex?"

Mother Nan: "..."

Nan Yanyan walked out of the room. She had just washed her hair, holding a dry towel in her hand. Hearing Nan Guanguan's words, Nan Yanyan directly smashed the towel on Nan Guanguan's head mercilessly. "What nonsense!"

Nan Guanguan cried with a headache, "You hit me as soon as you come back! I really made my brother blind, so why did I like you!"

Nan Yanyan: "After all, your sister is so beautiful."

"I spit!"

Nan Guanguan put the bag and the ball back into the room, ran to his father's small study room, and saw his prospective brother-in-law was holding a Xinhua dictionary leaning on the bookshelf to read.

Nanguanguan's mouth has grown up.

He quietly walked out of the master bedroom, walked to the living room, pointed at Nan Yanyan behind him, and said, "What do you want brother to do in there, do you know?"

Nan Yanyan raised her eyebrows, obviously unaware.

Nan Guanguan whispered: "Let Brother memorize Xinhua Dictionary."

Nan Yanyan took a breath of air-conditioning.

"It's eating!" Mother Nan shouted, and Professor Nan immediately took Arang out to eat.

Ajan was moved when he saw a table of delicious food. "Thank you Auntie." Arang's gratitude was sincere.

Mother Nan enthusiastically put a lot of dishes into his bowl, and when the dinner was over, Arang's stomach was a little distended. But he was well-prepared. He had already guessed that he might eat tonight, and secretly replaced the chewing gum in the box with snack tablets.

After eating three or four snack tablets, Ajan went to learn Chinese with his father-in-law again.

Staying until half past nine in the evening, Agen saw that it was late and planned to leave. Mother Nan said, "What do you want to do when you go back so late? Just live here tonight. You can sleep with the official. I found you a set of official pajamas. It may be a little smaller, but you should be able to. wear."

Nan Guanguan also said: "Yes, Brother, you live on the mountain. It's almost eleven o'clock when you drive home. Let's sleep in my house tonight."

Ajan had to agree.

After the shower, he was lying on Nan Guanguan’s bed in Nan Guanguan’s pajamas.

On the one-meter-five-foot-wide bed were two men of eighty-eight meters, which was very crowded. Nan Guanguan hugged his quilt, fell asleep on his side and said, "I have good sleepers. I don't snore or kick people."

Ajan had to ask: "Are you not kicking people, or no one usually kicks you?"

The Nanguanguan thought about it for a moment, and then said with a guilty conscience: "I shouldn't kick people."

As a result, that night, Nan Guanguan, who kept saying that he could not kick people while sleeping, kicked Arang four or five times and squeezed Arang into the small corner of the bed.

Arang leaned against the wall, eyes open, unable to sleep. He had never slept with anyone before, and the feeling of touching a hot object with a little movement made Arang feel extremely uncomfortable.

After three o'clock in the morning, Arang finally fell asleep.

After having breakfast the next morning, Ajan said goodbye from the south house. When saying goodbye, he once again urged Professor Nan and Mother Nan not to forget the parents meeting in the evening.

Nan Yanyan didn't go to the company until the afternoon, so she didn't send Agen off. Arang took a taxi to the company by himself. As soon as he arrived at the office, he heard Li Li’s secretary say: "Minister Han, Mr. Han explained before that if you come to work, please go upstairs to meet him."

Arang said, and went upstairs.

Arang went upstairs and entered Han Zhan's office directly without the secretary's notification. Han Zhan still brought Song Ci today, passing by Song Ci’s desk, Ajan stopped and asked her, "Why are you still here?"

"I'm the boss, can't I be here?"

Arrangnu snorted, and then entered the office inside.

Han Zhan was at work. Ajan went to the sofa and lay down. He said, "As far as I know, your chief secretary did not get sick, but took the child to the zoo."

As the head of the special logistics department, Han Zhan is well aware of the movements of the company's senior and core employees. He lay on the back of the sofa and asked Han Zhan, "What do you do with Song Ci to work every day?"

Han Zhan didn't tell Agen, he said, "I am going to give you another nephew or niece."

Arang was stunned for a moment before cursing: "Fun Jun!"

Han Zhan raised his head, stared at Arang's somewhat tired face, frowned and asked, "Did you rest well at Nan's house last night?"

"Well, I'm not used to sleeping with others."

Han Zhan asked thoughtfully: "Who slept with last night?"

Arang sneered, "Don't think so dirty. Of course I slept with Yanyan's brother."

Han Zhan laughed, "Are you not used to sleeping with men, or not used to having another person in bed?"

Agen: "I'm not used to having other people in bed."

"Get used to it." Han Zhan asked him again: "How did you perform at Nan Yanyan's house last night?" Han Zhan knew in his heart that Arang's performance must satisfy Nan Yanyan's parents. If they are not satisfied, they should ask Arang out of the house politely after dinner.

When they first met, he asked Agen to stay overnight, which obviously recognized his son-in-law.

Arang was a little proud. He said, "I have gained recognition from the whole Nan family." Arang told Han Zhan about his specific performance last night.

When Ajan said he was memorizing the Xinhua dictionary in Nan's study last night, Han Zhan's expressionless face finally cracked.

"By the way, when he left, Professor Nan also gave me the Xinhua dictionary, so that I could study more if I had anything to do." After all, Agen took out the Xinhua dictionary from his schoolbag and sat down. Looked in Han Zhan's office.

Han Zhan didn't know if he should be relieved or if he should feel a headache.

-

In the evening, I will meet with Nan Yanyan's parents. In the afternoon, Song Ci took the lead in going to the hotel to arrange dinner for tonight after taking care of the official business.

Song Ci will entertain Nan's parents with the highest standards, and dare not let them feel negligent. After choosing the formal menu and the alternate menu, she went to the room upstairs to rest.

Song Ci took off her makeup, soaked in the bathtub, and almost fell asleep in the bathtub. She woke up and quickly got up from the bathtub. After getting dressed, Song Ci put on makeup and went downstairs. The elevator stopped halfway, and someone wanted to come in.

Song Ci moved her position to the side and looked up and saw a woman wearing a white suspender top and black skinny jeans.

It turned out to be Lu Qingqing, who hadn't seen him for a long time.

The domineering Lu Qingqing saw Song Ci and immediately restrained the sharp minions. "Song..." She opened her mouth and wanted to call Song Song, but considering that Song Ci is now the first lady of Wangdongcheng, it would be inappropriate to call Song Song again, so she changed her mouth and said, "Mrs. Han, long time no see."

Song Ci and Lu Qingqing have indeed been missing for a long time. The last time I met, it should have been the year before, at a reception.

"It's been a long time, Qingqing."

When Lu Qingqing heard the familiar Qingqing, he stepped into the elevator.

Song Ci asked her: "Come to stay in the hotel alone?"

Lu Qingqing is a native of the city. She came to open a room and stay in a hotel alone, which is rather strange. The room rate of Jetta Hotel is not cheap. The cheapest room costs one thousand sixteen a night, and the expensive one is as high as four thousand yuan. It is not like this with money.

Lu Qingqing gave a hum and sorted the Chanel chain bag on her shoulder. She said, "A friend is going to celebrate his birthday at the KTV downstairs tonight. I opened a room upstairs."

"It's the same way."

When the elevator door was about to close, another man walked in from outside. This man was wearing a blue peaked cap and a mask. He was tall and the mask could not cover his handsome eyebrows.

Song Ci could tell at a glance that this should be an entertainer in the entertainment industry, because there are traces of packaging and transformation on his body. This person may be a newly debuted actor or idol.

The elevator door closed, the space became closed, and Song Ci smelled the perfume of the man.

That smell...

it's the same.

Song Ci glanced at Lu Qingqing, she quickly lowered her eyes, and her eyes flickered.