Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

When the knot was untied, Song Ci was really relieved, and when facing Jiang Rufeng, his smile became more real.

Although Jiang Rufeng and Song Ci are related to their uncles and nieces, this is the first time they have met. Before today, they were completely strangers. They want to share their lives with each other and deepen their understanding of each other. But there were a thousand words in my heart that I wanted to talk to, and I didn't even know where to start.

In the end, Jiang Rufeng had the first move.

He took a bite of macarons and praised: "This tastes good. At that time, your mother especially liked matcha macarons. You can eat two yuan each time." The only bond between the two was Jiang Shiyu. , Jiang Shifeng chose to find topics from his sister.

Song Ci also remembers the fact that his mother preferred matcha-flavored desserts.

She told Jiang Rufeng: "My father is a Chinese medicine doctor, but he also studies baking. At that time, when it snowed in winter, my father would stay at home and make us pastries and delicacies. My sister and I didn’t choose the taste. He eats all the desserts. So at that time, my father only made desserts, usually only matcha-flavored desserts."

When Jiang Rufeng heard this, he evoked a gratified smile. "It seems that your parents' relationship is very deep."

"Yes, they respect each other, love each other, and sometimes quarrel, but after the quarrel, they will calm down and apologize to each other. I remember once when they quarreled a little bit fiercely because of one thing. My father was blocked by my mother before. My father wanted to apologize to my mother, but he was embarrassed. It was not until my sister and I pretended to sleep before I heard my father standing in the living room singing to my mother. I sang for more than half an hour. Mother died."

Jiang Rufeng quietly listened to Song Ci's details about the relationship between his younger sister and his brother-in-law. He couldn't see such a scene, but he just thought about it and felt relieved and satisfied.

Even though my younger sister had a fate, but fortunately met Song Tingyun, even though her life was short, she was brilliant and happy.

Song Ci told Jiang Rufeng a lot of interesting things between her parents like a treasure, and any trivial matter through the language of Song Ci made Jiang Shifeng fascinated.

Before they knew it, they drank a pot of black tea. Song Ci drank too much water and felt the urge to urinate, so she stood up and said, "I'll go to the bathroom."

"it is good."

Song Ci went to the bathroom. After finishing her interpretation, she was washing her hands when the mobile phone in her bag rang.

Don't guess, it must be Han Zhan.

As soon as Song Ci got on the phone, he heard Han Zhan ask on the phone: "Cibao, when will I come back, I will pick you up." Song Ci has been there for more than two hours, and it is time to come back. Han Zhan couldn't help but call for reminders.

Song Ci was washing her hands and talking with her mobile phone between her cheeks and shoulders.

She heard that she said: "It will be a little late to come back today."

"Why? What happened to Kleman?" Han Zhan thought Kleman couldn't think about it again, so he missed it.

"No, my uncle Jiang Rufeng is here."

When Han Zhan heard this, he left a sentence: "I'm coming to you." Then he hung up the phone quickly.

Jiang Rufeng is here!

Song Ci's parents are long dead, and Jiang Shifeng is Song Ci's true maternal parents! Regardless of how unfamiliar the relationship between Song Ci and Jiang Rufeng is, the generations are there. In any case, Han Zhan should visit him in person.

Song Ci stuffed the phone back into his bag, and when he returned to the rooftop, he saw Jiang Shifeng secretly wiping tears.

Song Ci stopped, she dared not make a sound, for fear that it would startle Jiang Rufeng. She hid behind the door buttress connecting the stairs and the roof, and stood silently for six or seven minutes, until she saw Jiang Shifeng wipe away all the tears with the handkerchief she carried, and then she went out.

Hearing Song Ci's footsteps, Jiang Rufeng hurriedly put away his towel.

"Let you wait a long time." Song Ci pulled the chair away and sat down. Seeing Jiang Rufeng's eyes were red, she thoughtfully did not pierce Jiang Rufeng's sadness.

"Want to eat some bread? I'll get it." Jiang Rufeng spoke, and his dumb voice after crying suddenly tore his perfect disguise.

Jiang Rufeng confessed his fate, lowered his head, and sighed: "I am so happy today. I cried with joy and made you laugh."

Why would Song Ci laugh at Jiang Rufeng, she said: "It's human nature to weep with joy to see relatives."

Jiang Rufeng felt embarrassed.

He put his hands on his abdomen and looked up at the blue sky and white clouds above his head.

After a while, Song Ci heard Jiang Rufeng say: "Child, I always thought that your mother passed away more than 30 years ago. If I knew she was still alive, I would look all over the world, and I would also look for her. ."

He looked at Song Ci, tears flickering in his eyes. His expression was very painful, he blamed himself for guilt, and choked up like confessing his guilt, and said, "Child, I didn't leave your mother alone."

Song Ci was moved by these words.

She stared at the man's tearful eyes, and her heart felt sour. "I understand, I think, back then, my mother never dared to go home and recognize my uncle, but also to protect my uncle." After Jiang Shiyu pretended to be dead and escaped from Edward, Edward still let people watch Jiang Rufeng and Kleman all the time. . As soon as Jiang Shiyu appears, he will be discovered by Edward.

In order to protect his brother and Kleman, Jiang Shiyu did not dare to go back and recognize his relatives.

How could Jiang Shifeng not understand his sister's protection for him? He nodded and said: "Yes, your mother has always been a good girl with kindness, but kindness has harmed her for a lifetime."

Because of her kindness, she would rescue the stranger Edward back then.

Her kindness made her suffer.

After Jiang Shifeng realized something, his slightly old faces quickly showed excitement. He raised his head and stared at Song Ci, and asked nervously, "What did you call me just now?"

Seeing Jiang Shifeng finally noticed what he called him just now, Song Ci smiled and yelled softly: "Uncle."

Jiang Shifeng red eyes again.

Staring at Jiang Shifeng's mixed sorrow and joy, Song Ci said: "You are my mother's closest brother, shouldn't I call you uncle?"

Jiang Rufeng nodded hurriedly, "Oh! Of course! I just..." Jiang Rufeng pressed his hand on the bridge of the nose between his eyebrows, his voice became choked again, "Child, I never dared to think about it in this life I can still be an uncle."

Jiang Rufeng cried with joy again.

The older the person, the softer the heart and the easier it is to be moved.

Song Ci stared at the tearful old man, she felt a little uncomfortable for a while, and her eyes flushed.

Song Ci put on light makeup today. She was afraid that her tears would stain her makeup, so she quickly took out a handkerchief and carefully wiped her tears clean. Then she said to Jiang Rufeng: "Uncle, don't cry, my makeup is crying, wait How can you go home later?"

Jiang Rufeng burst into laughter.

He stared at Song Ci's cheek as if he saw his sister back then, he smiled and said, "You look better than your mother, even if you cry with makeup on, you look better."

Song porcelain smiled.

"By the way, can I go to China to see you in the future? I haven't seen your sister or your parents yet."

"of course can."

With Song Ci's affirmation, Jiang Rufeng immediately felt relieved. "That's good."

While talking, Song Ci's cell phone rang again.

She opened her bag, took out her mobile phone, glanced at the caller's name, and then said to Jiang Rufeng: "Uncle, I will answer the call first."

"it is good."

Song Ci answered the phone and heard Han Zhan say: "I'm outside Kleman's house."

Song Ci got up and walked to the fence, looked down, and saw Han Zhan standing on a stone road with people coming and going. He was wearing a crow blue shirt today and standing in the middle of the road with his mobile phone, dazzling more than the passing passengers. .

Song Ci took a few more glances before saying, "Brother Han, look up."

Han Zhan looked up in surprise, and saw Song Ci standing on the top of the building and beckoning to him. He said: "I'm here."

Han Zhan hung up the phone, rang the doorbell, and entered Kleman's house.

Song Ci put away the phone and turned around to see Jiang Rufeng looking at her with a smile on his face. Jiang Rufeng smiled and asked, "Your husband?"

"Ok."

After Jiang Rufeng learned of the existence of Song Ci from Kleiman yesterday, he flew to France non-stop to meet Song Ci. He didn't have time to investigate Song Ci's information, only he knew that Song Ci had a twin sister.

I saw Song Ci today, and seeing her pregnant belly, Jiang Shifeng knew that Song Ci was married.

Jiang Rufeng, the husband of his niece, was also curious in his heart, and wanted to meet him. He bowed his head to organize his clothes, and within a moment, he heard Song Ci say, "Here comes."

Jiang Rufeng stood up hurriedly and turned around curiously.

When he turned his head, Jiang Shifeng saw a tall man standing behind him. He is about 1.9 meters tall, with wide shoulders and narrow waist, and black trousers enveloping a pair of powerful long legs. The man has deep eye sockets, his eyes are gray and blue, and his eyes are darker. The pupils that spread out radially are particularly beautiful.

The man was born handsome and handsome, and in terms of appearance, he was extremely opposite to his beautiful and excellent niece.

"Uncle, this is my husband, called Han Zhan."

Hearing Song Ci's introduction, Han Zhan walked quickly to Jiang Rufeng, nodded slightly, and said respectfully: "Hello, uncle, I'm Han Zhan."

Jiang Rufeng said: "Look up, I will take a good look."

Han Zhan looked up obediently.

At 1.75 meters, Jiang Rufeng had to raise his head to look directly into Han Zhan's eyes. Jiang Rufeng raised his head silently, and after a while, he said: "Sit down. Looking up at people is also tired."

"Uncle laughed."

Han Zhan opened the chair and waited for Song Ci to sit down first, then sat down on the chair to Song Ci's right.

Jiang Rufeng looked closely at Han Zhan closely.

Han Zhan's dress is simple and low-key, and the minimalist crow-blue shirt looks mediocre, but it's hidden. The fabric is top-grade acetic acid fabric with good drape and soft skin. And each dark gold button on the shirt is marked with the letter H, which is obviously an exclusive customization.

This is called low-key luxury.

Jiang Rufeng looked at Han Zhan peacefully, and asked curiously: "How old is Mr. Han this year? What did he do?"

Han Zhan: "It's thirty-five years this year. I used to be a soldier and later retired to work in business. Now it is a small achievement."

Jiang Rufeng understands that ‘small achievement’ is just a way of self-effacement, but those who say they have ‘small achievement’ are often bigwigs from all walks of life.

"It's thirty-five?" As if he had just realized it, he asked more about Han Zhan's age: "Mr. Han is ten years older than Song Ci?"

Han Zhan's smile gradually stiffened.

Seeing Han Zhan's extremely uncomfortable expression, Song Ci hurriedly smiled and told Jiang Rufeng: "Uncle, don't ask any more. If you ask us Mr. Han, it should be sad."

Jiang Rufeng also felt that he was making a fuss. He looked at Han Zhan and comforted him: "Don't care about age. You are only ten years apart. When your mother and Kleman fell in love, the difference was more than ten years old."

Song Ci nodded hurriedly, "Yes."

Seeing Jiang Rufeng skipping the topic of age, Han Zhan was really relieved.

"How long have you been married?" Jiang Shifeng asked again.

Han Zhan replied: "Three years."

Jiang Rufeng was taken aback. He turned his head to look at Song Ci and said, "You got married when you were 22?"

Song Ci blushed and whispered, "I got married early."

Jiang Rufeng glanced back and forth between him and the two of them before smiling, "We have deep feelings, and it makes no difference if we get married sooner or later."

"Uncle is right." Han Zhan began to talk. He said: "The first time I saw Song Ci, I fell in love with her at first sight. I couldn't wait to marry her home. If I really like someone, I will be there all the time. Thinking about how to marry her."

Jiang Shifeng grew up in a foreign country, and he is not surprised by Han Zhan's confession at every turn.

He nodded in agreement and said, "You are right."

Seeing that the relationship between Song Ci and Han Zhan was really affectionate and harmonious, Jiang Rufeng was also relieved. At this time, the assistant came upstairs, stood behind Han Zhan and the others, and said, "Three guests, dinner is ready."

"Let's go, eat."

The dining table at Kleiman's family is rectangular, covered with a white tablecloth, and in the middle of the table is a blue vase with flowers grown in his own home.

Jiang Shifeng told Song Ci: "This dining table has some history. It is almost as big as Kleman. Kleman is nostalgic. This table should have been changed a long time ago, but he has been reluctant, even the cloth. They were all bought by his mother during her lifetime."

Kleman can't accept a big change in his life, he likes to use old things. Pots and pans, dining tables and chairs, and even the old landline at home, are reluctant to change.

In fact, there is nothing wrong with this.

Kleman was very quiet when eating, and would never take the initiative to speak. Because he couldn't see anything, his food was prepared by the assistant in advance.

Song Ci noticed that Kleiman hardly eats meat and there are vegetables on his plate.

Jiang Shifeng also noticed.

Even if I haven't seen it in fifteen years, Kleman still knows the habits of his old friends. Jiang Shifeng cut a piece of sausage and secretly placed it on Kleman's plate.

This scene happened to be seen by Song Ci. Song Ci felt that after Kleiman tasted the sausage, he would spit it out in all likelihood. But unexpectedly, after Kleiman realized that the food in his mouth was sausage, he just wrinkled his brows in Jiang Rufeng's direction reluctantly.

Jiang Rufeng knew that Kleman was against the taste of sausages, so he hurried to Kleman: "You need to eat some meat. If you are picky eaters, your mother will be unhappy."

Kleman heard this, and he murmured repeatedly: "Mom said that picky eaters are wrong, and mother said that picky eaters are not right." After saying this twice, Kleman forced himself to swallow the sausage.

Seeing that Jiang Shifeng easily persuaded Keleman to eat the sausage, Song Ci immediately felt admired. Sure enough, he has been a good friend for many years, and Jiang Shifeng can always find the best way to deal with Kleman.

After eating, Kleiman shut himself up in the piano room to practice the piano without seeing anyone behind closed doors.

Song Ci and Han Zhan should also go back, Jiang Shifeng personally sent them.

Standing in front of Kleman's house, Song Ci asked Jiang Shifeng: "When will uncle go back?"

Jiang Rufeng smiled and said, "I have retired. I have nothing to do recently. I plan to live here for a while." Like Song Ci, Jiang Shifeng couldn't worry about his old friend Kleman. He planned to accompany Keleman just like that. Man lives.

Song Ci asked curiously: "Will that aunt have any opinions?"

Who knew Jiang Rufeng said: "I'm divorced."

"what?"

Jiang Rufeng was relieved of his failed marriage, so he was calm when he mentioned the marriage.

He told Song Ci: "Your aunt is a cellist and also my first love. After marriage, we also had a very happy couple life. Later, because of my own reasons, our relationship gradually drifted away. The divorce ended."

"Then...Do I have cousins?"

Jiang Rufeng still shook his head, "No, we are the DINK family."

Hearing this, Song Ci stopped asking questions. "Well, uncle, I will participate in the Queen Elizabeth violin competition in two months. I hope that uncle can go and cheer for me.

"I wish you a championship in advance!"

"Thank you, uncle. We are going back to Rome tomorrow, uncle, looking forward to our next meeting."

"it is good."

Jiang Shifeng hugged Song Ci and watched them walk far along the narrow stone path before returning to Kleman's house.

He stood at the door of the Kleiman piano room, heard the sound of the piano coming from the room, and stopped subconsciously. Kleiman is now deaf, and the music that pops up intermittently, as if he was a kid who was learning the piano.

When I thought that the world-famous piano master could only hide in the piano room now, playing to the level of a child learning the piano, my heart seemed to be held tightly by an invisible big hand, painful.

He looked down at his stiff fingers, and there was a deep sorrow in his eyes.

-

After Song Ci and Han Zhan returned to Rome, they took their two children to Switzerland with Yan Qingxiu.

Played until the day before Cecilio and Su Huanyan's wedding, and hurried back to Rome.

Both Yan Jiang and Arang arrived today, and their flight was 40 minutes later than Song Ci and the others. After Song Ci's family arrived at the airport, they found a cafe and sat there, waiting to meet Song Fei and the others.

Han Miao felt a little airsick, and slept directly in Han Zhan's arms, and Han Zhan himself fell asleep.

Han Jun and Yan Qingxiu are sitting together, turning the Rubik's Cube. Song Ci watched Han Jun spin the Rubik's Cube for a while, and when he looked up, he saw Song Fei and the others.

"They are here!"

Song Ci's speech awakened Han Zhan.

Han Zhan hugged Han Miao in his arms, and when he looked up, he saw Song Fei and his party. He stared at the group of people and realized that there was no one, so he asked Song Ci: "Is Cheng Yanmo not here this time?"

Song Cibai glanced at Han Zhan, and she made an analogy: "If we divorce, will you go to my wedding with Xinhuan?"

This metaphor suddenly made Han Zhan black. "Crow's mouth."

Song Ci quickly slapped herself on the mouth before saying, "The other person did not come, but the gift was delivered."

Song Fei and the others soon arrived at the coffee shop. Song Fei stood outside the door and waved to Song Ci, "Leave Song Ci."

"coming!"

Brothers and sisters gathered together with their family members, and Cecilio’s manor had never been so crowded. He looked at these younger brothers and sisters, and his mood became happy.

In the corner of the living room, Han Zhan was clearing the old account that he had thrown Song Ci into the sea and was towed with the boat with Arang.

Arang knew that he was in the wrong, and knew that just a simple apology could not calm Han Zhan's anger, nor could it compensate him for the damage he caused to Song Ci.

"Hof, you come with me." Ajan took Han Zhan's hand and walked out of the living room to the pool.

Arang let go of Han Zhan's hand, he undressed directly, and jumped into the pool of the manor. Ajan got out of the water and flung his blond hair to reveal that lovely face.

He even floated in the pool water and said to Han Zhan: "I threw Song Ci into the sea and dragged it for half an hour. I also voluntarily soaked under the pool for half an hour, just as apologizing for her."

Han Zhan snorted coldly.

The movement of Han Rang's diving caught the attention of others in the house, and everyone chased it out.

Seeing Arang soaking in the water while Han Zhan stood by the pool, everyone felt baffled. "What?" Cecilio frowned and looked at the two brothers.

Han Zhanyan explained the facts concisely. He said: "When Ajan smuggled Song Ci from the United States to Italy, he knew that Song Ci was afraid of the deep sea. He also deliberately threw Song Ci into the sea and let her tow with the boat. After half an hour, I almost lost my life."

Hearing this, Cecilio glared at Han Rang displeasedly, and yelled: "Your brother fucks!"

When Nan Yanyan heard about this, she felt incredible, looking at Arang's expression as if she was looking at a stranger.

Ajan was hurt by Nan Yanyan’s gaze. He dared not look at Nan Yanyan, and said directly to Cecilio: “I know I was a **** back then, and what I did was also very confused. So I am willing to apologize now. Soak in the water for half an hour."

Han Zhan said, "That's not enough." He asked Cecilio, "Is there a rope at home?"

Cecilio guessed what Han Zhan was going to do. Without a word, he went back to the house and found a rope.

Han Zhan tied Arang's wrist with a rope. He tied the other end of the rope to a tree, so that Arang kept his body floating in the water, but his head was exposed on the water.

Han Zhan asked the servant to move the pump out. He held the hose of the pump and told Han Rang:

"Agen, throwing your sister-in-law in the sea, this is not a small prank, you almost killed her. She kept hiding this from me, so I don’t know it. I know, I must give it to your sister-in-law. An explanation. Agen, this old account is not cleared today, and our brothers also have a knot in their hearts."

Han Zhan's expression was serious at times. He was not joking, but really moving. Song Ci silently endured too many grievances for the harmony of their brotherhood, so Han Zhan naturally had to give Song Ci an explanation.

In fact, Arang felt guilty for the **** things he had done to Song Ci back then, but for the sake of his face, he never officially apologized to Song Ci.

Now that Han Zhan is investigating the matter, Arang is relieved. He said, "Okay, come on."

Song Ci felt that Han Zhan's method was too much, and she subconsciously wanted to walk towards Han Zhan, trying to stop Han Zhan.

But Nan Yanyan reached out and stopped her. "Sister-in-law, forget it, Aren made a mistake, let him apologize. The second brother is right, if this matter is not turned over, we can't continue to be a family calmly."

Ajan threw a woman with deep-sea phobia into the sea and dragged it along, which was basically killing Song Ci. Pretending that nothing happened is unfair to Song Ci. And Han Zhan is extremely protective of Song Ci. If he goes on for a long time, he will definitely have a grudge against Arang.

So today, Agen must be punished.

After listening to Nan Yanyan's words, Song Ci naturally understood Nan Yanyan's painstaking efforts. She wanted to say that she had let go of the grievances long ago, but looking at Arang's face, Song Ci realized that she still couldn't forget the things Arang had done to herself.

She blamed Agen in her heart.

So Song Ci sat back where she was.

Han Zhan turned on the pump and pointed the hose at Arang. A jet of high-pressure water sprayed out and sprayed Arang head on. This made it difficult for him to breathe. But this feeling is far less painful than when Song Ci was soaked in the sea and dragged along with the ship.

After half an hour, the torture ended.

Han Zhan turned off the pump, Cecilio jumped into the pool for the first time and brought Agen, who had lost his half life, to the shore. Arang lay on the ground and coughed wildly, coughing heartbreakingly.

After a while, Arang felt that he was alive again.

Han Zhan walked to Arang and looked at him condescendingly. After a few seconds, he stretched out his right hand towards Arang, "Get up."

A Rang Yi grasped Han Rang's hand and was pulled by him to sit up. The brothers looked at each other and smiled, quite a bit of a smile.

-

The next day, Cecilio and Su Huanyan's wedding took place as scheduled in Odescalchi-Castle.

The bridesmaid at Su Huanyan's wedding was her designer partner Suvia. They co-founded the underwear brand and they were also good friends they knew when they were in the design school.

Cecilio’s best man is Earl Ace, and Earl Ace was delayed yesterday and was unable to reach the town. He arrived in the town by helicopter on the early morning of the wedding day.

Earl Ace did not come alone, he also brought his girlfriend Du Xueyan with him this time.

Song Ci accompanies Su Huanyan to put on makeup before she feels hungry. "I'm going to eat something."

Hearing Song Ci said that she was going to eat, Su Huanyan took her hand and said to her, "Bring me something to eat too, I'm hungry."

"it is good."

This castle is designed in the style of Sherlock. The hall in the castle is perfectly preserved with the frescoes of Antonio Azzo Romano. Song porcelain walks towards the restaurant while admiring the frescoes.

Suddenly, a beautiful female voice called her name, "Song Ci?"

Song Ci raised his head upon hearing the sound, and saw a woman wearing a white fishtail skirt with diagonal slits standing under the entrance of the hall. It was Du Xueyan. Du Xueyan has long hair and shawl, bright eyes and white teeth, holding a milky white two-piece banquet bag in her hand, domineering.

The last time Song Ci saw Du Xueyan was in a nursing home in the United States. At that time, she slept for several months and just woke up. She was very weak.

In the past six months, Du Xueyan's acting career has gradually gotten on track. She took on an American drama, which is the number one female. The ratings of that American drama have exploded. Now Xueyan Du has become a household name in the United States. actor.

From singer to actor, Du Xueyan's transformation is very successful.

With career and love blessing, Du Xueyan is naturally domineering.

While Song Ci was looking at Du Xueyan, Du Xueyan was also looking at her. Song Ci is wearing a black tube top dress today, and the loose skirt can't hide her bulging abdomen. Today, she twisted her hair up and fixed it with a black wooden hairpin.

The simple styling did not hinder Song Ci's beauty. Her eyebrows were crooked and her cold white skin seemed to be shining, standing between the halls, like a medieval princess.

Song Ci walked up to Du Xueyan and said to her normally: "Long time no see, Du Xueyan."

"Long time no see." Du Xueyan looked at her belly and smiled: "Is the second child pregnant? About how many months old?"

"There are more than three months left."

"That's coming soon." Du Xueyan stared at the black wooden hairpin on Song Ci's head and asked curiously: "Where did you buy this hairpin on your head? It's very unique."

Song Ci smiled mysteriously and told her: "This can't be bought, it's unique."

Du Xueyan was taken aback for a while, and then she understood what Song Ci meant, "Oh? President Han gave you it?"

Song Ci narrowed his eyes with a smile, "Yes."

Du Xueyan also raised her left hand and shook her hand to Song Ci. Song Ci's eyesight was very good, and she clearly saw Du Xueyan wearing a purple diamond ring on her middle finger.

The look of surprise on Song Ci's face couldn't hide, "You have a marriage contract?"

Du Xueyan smiled and nodded, and said in a mysterious way: "Guess, who is my bridegroom?"

Song Ci raised his eyebrows lightly, and said, "Do you still have to guess? It must be Earl Ace."

Du Xueyan nodded generously and admitted. "Well, he proposed to me yesterday."

"No wonder he had something wrong yesterday, so he was proposing to you." Song Ci stared at Du Xueyan's suddenly tender eyebrows, and sincerely asked her: "Congratulations on receiving the goods, Du Xueyan."

Du Xueyan patted Song Ci's arm suddenly, and she said, "Thank you too."

Song Ci: "Thank me for what I do?"

Du Xueyan said: "I know, I can successfully win the heroine of the TV series thanks to your recommendation."

The producer of the American drama that made Du Xueyan's explosion is Du Junfei's friend. At the beginning of the year, Song Ci passed Du Junfei matchmaking and recommended Du Xueyan to the producer.

Of course, Du Xueyan also has the ability to win the leading role in the end. But Song Ci introduced Du Xueyan to the producer through Du Junfei's face, which attracted the attention of the producer.

Du Xueyan also heard the truth from the drunk producer after attending the crew celebration party after the filming.

Song Ci blinked at Du Xueyan, she pretended to be mischievous and said, "Isn't this because you want you to concentrate on your career. The more prosperous your career, the less heartfelt to talk about love. Then I will be less. A rival in love."

Du Xueyan saw Song Ci's gaze become complicated, she sighed: "You are duplicity. In short, I have to thank you for this."

Earl Ace came in from outside, "Sherry." Earl Ace came over and put his arms around Du Xueyan's waist and asked her, "What are you talking about?"

Song Ci nodded at Earl Ace slightly, "Earl Ace, I haven't seen you for a long time. Congratulations, you have successfully embraced the beauty."

"Thank you, Madam Han." Earl Ace heard this congratulation, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but want to tilt up, unable to suppress it.

"Porcelain treasure!"

Han Zhan also came.

When he saw Du Xueyan and Earl Ace, his expression did not change. "Earl Ace, we meet again."

Renault Ace glanced at Han Zhan lukewarmly, suddenly coughed, and then lowered his head to hold Du Xueyan's left hand.

He patted the back of Du Xueyan lovingly and said, "Your hands are a little cold, do you wear less, let's go back and add some clothes." Renault Ace cares about Du Xueyan so much and keeps on Patting the back of Du Xueyan's hand, Han Zhan could hardly not see the proposal ring.

He thought it was funny, so he laughed. "Yo, Xueyan, engaged?"

The sound of Xueyan fell into Renault Ace's ears, it was particularly ear-piercing.

Renault Ace stared at Han Zhan indifferently. He said, "Mr. Han, Xueyan is already engaged to me. From now on, I hope you can call the countess when you see her. It would be impolite to call her name directly. number."

Very sour vinegar!

Song Ci Han Zhan and Du Xueyan both grinned in their hearts.

Han Zhan nodded solemnly, hum, and changed his words: "Future countess, congratulations, true love for receiving the goods." This congratulations, Han Zhan said sincerely.

Du Xueyan glanced at Han Zhan with complicated eyes. She felt strangely uncomfortable thinking about her own practice of leaving Han Zhan in pursuit of a career.

"Okay, my wife and I are going to have dinner, Earl Ace, we are disaccompanyed." Han Zhan took Song Ci and went to have breakfast.

After breakfast, on the way back, Song Ci and Han Zhan met Du Xueyan again. Du Xueyan is still wearing that skirt, but with a royal blue suit jacket on her.

Du Xueyan was obviously waiting for them on the way. Song Ci said to Han Zhan, "Give you five minutes, let's talk."

Han Zhan squeezed Song Ci's hand subconsciously, and said, "I have something to chat with her."

Song Ci said: "It is said that it is good to get together and to go away. Since she has come to you, it is better for you to listen."

After Song Ci walked away from the road, she went to a chair and sat down and compared her watch to Han Zhan, which meant to remind Han Zhan to finish talking with Du Xueyan as soon as possible.

Han Zhan smiled helplessly, and then walked towards Du Xueyan.

Du Xueyan had long seen Song Ci and Han Zhan's every move. Seeing Han Zhan walking over, Du Xueyan smiled and said, "Song Ci is really a girl who constantly surprises people."

Han Zhan said without hesitation: "Her appearance is a surprise in my life."

Du Xueyan was stunned by this, but she quickly smiled in relief.

Du Xueyan closed her suit jacket tightly, and said to Han Zhan: "I am looking for you, and there is nothing else to say. Just a word to you."

Han Zhan showed an expression of listening carefully.

Du Xueyan summoned her courage and said, "Han Zhan, I'm sorry."

Han Zhan guessed that she would say this.

In fact, Du Xueyan had told him before. Han Zhan sighed. He said, "To be honest, I don’t remember the things between you and me. Du Xueyan, you really feel sorry for me, but you are at least worthy of yourself. ."

When Du Xueyan heard the last words, her eyes turned red slightly.

Han Zhan suddenly asked, "You know, if Song Ci dared to dump me, what would I do?"

Du Xueyan frowned and shook her head, and asked: "What would you do?"

Han Zhan smiled slightly, and he said: "She ran away, I will look for it, Shangqiongbi and Huangquan, life is my person, death is my ghost." He glanced at Du Xueyan and said, "Understood. Is it? If I believe that someone must be her, I will never give up on her."

The implication is that you kicked me back then, I didn't cry or make trouble or stay, not because I was sensible, but because I didn't love you so much.

To be honest, Han Zhan's words hurt Du Xueyan a bit, but Du Xueyan was relieved soon. "I see, she's fine, and you will be happy." Du Xueyan turned around and left, hurriedly walking, as if fleeing.

Han Zhan went back to Song Ci and said with an inviting credit: "It will be done in four minutes. How efficient is my work?"

Song Ci stood up with a smile, she raised her head, reached out her hand to touch Han Zhan's handsome face, and let out the most cruel words in the softest tone: "Then from tonight, you are not allowed to enter for the next four nights. My room."

After speaking, Song Ci took the skirt and left gracefully.

Han Zhan: "..."

"You let me go!" Han Zhan was very aggrieved and followed Song Ci to complain: "You let me go, why are you angry again now?"

Song Ci sneered, "I am moody, turning my face like turning a book. I was happy before and now I am not. What can you do to me?"

Han Zhan misses domestic violence a bit.

The wedding of Cecilio and Su Huanyan was held at ten o'clock in the morning. After the wedding, the couple took their siblings to take wedding photos in the castle. A thank-you dinner was also held in the evening.

The next day, a group of people set off to look at Dongcheng.

It was late at night after returning to the Yulongshan Manor, Song Ci sent the children back to the room, and then yawned back to his master bedroom. Han Zhan followed her silently. Seeing that Song Ci had not driven him away, he thought Song Ci had forgotten what she had said before.

He was so happy that he was about to step into the bedroom when one foot was about to see Song Ci turning around and ruthlessly saying to him: "You can sleep in the small living room outside tonight. You can also hit the floor and sleep directly. The carpet is fine too."

After speaking, Song Ci closed the door.

Han Zhan stood outside the door and asked unwillingly, "Don't you really want me?"

"No, return it."

Song Ci said that she was going to sleep separately with Han Zhan, but without actually locking the door, she climbed onto the bed and fell asleep. Han Zhan sat outside for a while, thinking that Song Ci should be asleep, then pushed the door open, sneaked onto the bed, and hugged Song Ci to sleep peacefully.

I was a little tired from flying yesterday, and Han Zhan rarely slept in the next morning. He buried his head in Song Ci's hair, sleeping soundly, and the phone on the bedside table suddenly rang.

Han Zhan immediately became sober. He picked up the phone and saw that Li Li was calling, so he quickly picked up. "Li Li, so early?" It was only half past seven, and it was not time to go to work.

Li Li yelled impatiently on the phone: "Mr. Han, my mother fell at home last night and no one noticed it all night. When the nanny went to her house this morning, she passed out."

"I'm in the hospital now. The doctor said that my mother had congestion in the back of the brain and needed a craniotomy. They said that the brain doctors at Jiefang Hospital are the best. Do you know the doctors at Jiefang Hospital. Can you contact an authoritative brain doctor for me? "