Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

Relying on Song Ci as a backer, Han Wangwang was not afraid of being afraid, and continued to shake Han Zhan’s black material, "Is the little cousin very self-disciplined and exercises every day? He is afraid of gaining weight. He has a secret crush at the age of twelve. Banhua in their class confessed to others and was rejected because she didn't like fat people."

The piles of black history of Han Zhan were released, and Song Ci was shaking with a smile.

Han Zhansheng has no love, and just wants to kill Han Wangwang. His tall, mighty and handsome image in Song Ci's heart finally collapsed.

Song Ci laughed enough, and then he was willing to remove the hand on Han Zhan's mouth.

Han Zhan could finally speak. He stared at Han Wangwang dangerously, and said to her, "What is this wearing? Go to the nightclub? I remember your dad said that he would interrupt you when you go to the nightclub. leg!"

As Han Zhan said, he took out his mobile phone and wanted to take pictures of Han Wangwang, "I will send your father a picture to show her this ghostly look of you. He will definitely send someone over to kill you!"

Han Wangwang is most afraid of her father.

Her father, Han Yueyun, was also a soldier when he was young. He was wounded and retired to politics. Now he is a political leader in Sunshine City. Han Yueyun has a bad temper, and he does not distinguish between men and women when he beats the child. Han Wangwang does not know how many times her father has been beaten.

Hearing what Han Zhan said, Han Wangwang felt that the flesh on his back was hurting.

While Han Zhan was unprepared, Han Wangwang suddenly reached out and knocked out the mobile phone in Han Zhan's hand. When Han Zhan lowered his head to pick up the mobile phone, Han Wangwang quickly ran outside the gate.

Standing in the elevator hall, Han Wangwang said loudly to Song Ci: "Aunt Xiaobiao, I'll come to play with you another day!"

After speaking, Han Wangwang slipped away.

Han Zhan picked up the phone and looked back at the empty elevator. "Puppy stuff!" He closed the door and turned to meet Song Ci's smiley eyes.

Ok?

Han Zhan sternly said: "I am not three fatter anymore."

Song Ci nodded, her answer was very sultry, "Where is Brother Han I haven't seen? You are fat or not, I must know."

Han Zhan breathed a sigh of relief, but seeing that Song Ci's expression was still so strange, he couldn't help but wondered: "Then why are you still looking at me like this?"

Song Ci: "Han Wangwang?"

Han Zhan thought she was asking about Han Wangwang's identity, and hurriedly said, "She is my cousin and the eldest daughter of my cousin Han Yueyun. Her grandfather is my grandfather's cousin." The family may not have much affection. But the Han family is different. Han Aoyu's descendants are weak. He has only one daughter in his life, and her daughter died young.

Because there are few relatives, Han Aoyu has always maintained a close relationship with his cousin's descendants.

Song Ci said: "I know, Wangwang has already taught me science."

Han Zhan found that the smile on Song Ci's mouth was still growing, and he was even more confused. Like a child with a guilty conscience, Han Zhan asked Song Ci in a low voice: "Porcelain Bao, what are you trying to say?" Did he commit something?

Song Ci walked up to Han Zhan and looked up at him. Brother Han is righteous, and looks like a righteous person. but…

Song Ci said suddenly: "My cousin is also two years younger than you. I am not interested in the little girl..."

Han Zhan thinks this is a bit familiar, who is it?

Song Ci thoughtfully explained Han Zhan's confusion, "This is the first time I met, you said to me personally at the interview. Brother Han, does your face hurt?"

Han Zhan's complexion was slightly stiff.

It's no wonder that I was familiar with it, it turned out to be from my own mouth.

After Song Ci deliberately mentioned it, Han Zhan remembered what happened on the day of the interview, and his expression was slightly embarrassed.

Song Ci clenched her right hand into a fist and handed it to Han Zhan’s lips. She gave a weird smile and asked Han Zhan in a straightforward way: "Interview Mr. Han Zhan, I slept only two years younger than your cousin. Sister, don’t you feel guilty? Don’t your face hurt?"

Han Zhan was nervous for a few seconds before regaining his composure.

He stared at Song Ci deeply, seeing Song Ci's cheeks burning, he couldn't help but want to lower his head.

Han Zhan suddenly said: "I sometimes feel guilty. When I think of cheating such a young, innocent and innocent girl when I am old, I feel guilty. What could be done? The little sister is too attractive, I can't hold it back..." Han Zhan was full of guilt, and his tone was very painful and self-blaming.

Even if he knew that Han Zhan was acting, Song Ci couldn't help his heart soften.

Her brother Han is the real sultry king, sultry invisible without knowing it, can't play with him!

Song Ci closed his hand and said in a negative tone: "Forget it, I'll let you go this time! Let's take a shower!"

After taking a shower, Song Ci played with her mobile phone while beautifying. She changed Han Zhan's phone remarks and WeChat remarks from Brother Han to Big Three. After the change, staring at the name of Big Three, Song Ci couldn't help but smile.

Han Zhan didn't know when he came behind her. He looked down at Song Ci's phone with his memo name, and his mood was complicated. "Can you stop hurting me like this?" Han Zhan acted like a villain.

Song Ci hurriedly put her phone away, fearing that Han Zhan would secretly change her remarks. She said, "I have to modify my phone unlocking gesture." Then she got up from the makeup stool, sprinted to the bed, and jumped. To the bed.

Hiding in the quilt, Song Ci changed the unlocking gesture, and then heaved a sigh of relief. She put down her phone and saw Han Zhan sitting next to the bed. She didn't mean to grab her phone. "What is Brother Han thinking?" Song Ci asked.

Han Zhan said: "It will be busy at the end of the year, Cibao, how about we advance our honeymoon trip?"

Song Ci was pleasantly surprised, "Can we travel on our honeymoon? Yes, where shall we go for our honeymoon?"

Han Zhan asked her: "Where do you want to go?"

After thinking about it, Song Ci said, "I want to go to Vienna."

Han Zhan was a little surprised. He said, "I thought you would want to go to the Maldives or France." Those big guys that Han Zhan knows love to go to the Maldives on honeymoon trips. Han Zhan didn't think there was anything interesting about the beach, but girls always yearned for the blue sky and the sea, so he thought Song Ci also wanted to go to the Maldives.

Song Ci shook her head. She explained, "Vienna is the city that every musician yearns for, my teacher..." Seeing Han Zhan's surprise, Song Ci remembered that she hadn't told him about Du Junfei. Thing.

"Teacher?" Han Zhan asked, "What teacher?"

Song Ci searched Du Junfei's Baidu Baike on Baidu and placed her mobile phone in Han Zhan's palm. She told Han Zhan: "Du Junfei is my teacher. He is particularly powerful. He is a violin master and is well-known worldwide. "

"The teacher has been invited to play in Vienna many times. Many years ago, I accompanied him." Song Ci recalled his childhood, and smiled a little lonely. "At that time, my biggest dream was to hope one day. I can also stand in the golden hall like my teacher and play for people all over the world."

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I can't stand it, maybe there will be six thousand or eight thousand more later.