Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

Seeing the photos of Song Fei entering and leaving Yan Jiang's house, Song Ci finally felt at ease. Song Fei was concealing the fact that she had woken up. Song Ci was indeed angry, but the fact that Song Fei had woken up was exciting.

Han Zhan snatched Song Ci's phone and put it in his trouser pocket. "Stop playing with your mobile phone, you are almost at the top of the mountain, and you can see Tianchi immediately."

Years of hope finally came true, Song Ci was so excited that she wanted to cry. Song Ci was heartbroken when she thought that her older sister could have survived, but was killed by Mu Mian's dog. Song Fei survived this life, and Song Ci wanted to thank God as well as Han Zhan.

Song Ci suddenly hugged Han Zhan, regardless of the eyes of others, buried his cheeks in Han Zhan's neck, choked up and said to Han Zhan, "You are a lucky star, Brother Han, you are my lucky star!"

Han Zhan understands why Song Ci is thanking him. He gently stroked Song Ci's short hair and said to her, "Have fun today. When I go back, I will talk to Song Fei."

"it is good."

"Climb to the top first, you always have to see Tianchi when you come."

"it is good."

Standing on the top of the mountain with Han Zhan and looking at the magnificent Tianchi, Song Ci was a little scared and his legs trembled. She secretly pinched the sleeves of Han Zhan's coat, and Han Zhan looked over with a puzzled look, "What's wrong with you?"

Song Ci was particularly persuaded. She looked at the magnificent landscape in front of her and whispered: "I feel scared. I don't know when I became particularly afraid of the deep sea. Tianchi looks beautiful, but it makes me feel terrified and kind. A tingling sensation on the scalp."

Without noticing Han Zhan’s worried eyes, Song Ci rubbed the goose bumps on his arms and said, “I can’t imagine how desperate it would be if someone fell into this Tianchi Lake...”

While talking, Song Ci's body was suddenly hugged by Han Zhan.

Seeing Han Zhan and Song Ci cuddling, Song Shiqing and the three of them walked away very considerately, not to disturb their couple.

Han Zhan asked Song Ci: "Are you afraid of the sea before?"

Song Ci shook his head, "I used to ride a yacht on the sea before, so I'm not afraid." She has also dived in the sea.

Han Zhan noticed that Song Ci's body was tight, so he patted her arm comfortably, and asked her, "When did you start to be afraid of this kind of thing?"

After thinking about it, Song Ci said, "When I was about to die in my last life, the car that drove me rolled down on the cliff of Yulongyuan River. The cliff was a slope. After I was thrown out by the car, I hit a piece of rock. On the stone. My bones were all broken. I was in pain and wanted to call for help, but I couldn’t call it at all. It was raining that night and the river was rolling, and one of my feet was soaked in the water. It was horrible to wash my legs."

"From then on, I would get goosebumps when I saw the pictures of Deep Pool and Deep Sea." Closing her eyes, Song Ci tightly squeezed Han Zhan's wrist, she sighed: "I am so useless... "

Han Zhan's chin rubbed against Song Ci's head, and he hugged her tighter. "Nonsense, you are great. If you still have the courage to stand in front of Mu Mian, it is already great."

Because of Song Ci’s deep-sea phobia, Han Zhan and Song Ci went down the mountain early. That night they took a private plane back to Wangdong City, and when they arrived at Wangjiangshan Airport, it was already dark.

Song Ci and Han Zhan walked out of the passage side by side and saw Song Fei as soon as they looked up.

Song Fei was standing on the edge of a column outside the airport hall. She was wearing a black sports-style suspender bottoming shirt with a jade-like white waist exposed outside. She was wearing a loose black hooded leather jacket. The hat pressed against the short hair.

Song Fei's long legs were hidden under the army green overalls. She leaned on the cylinder lazily, a little bit depressed and proud.

After Song Ci saw Song Fei, she suddenly stopped.

She was stunned in place, not daring to take a step closer.

Staring at the dejected and arrogant and inaccessible woman, Song Ci couldn't bear to blink her eyes. She stared at Song Fei fiercely, afraid that she would be like a plume of smoke, and disappear in the blink of an eye.

As if feeling, Song Fei raised his head.

Seeing Han Zhan and Song Ci, Song Fei's pupils trembled. Song Fei subconsciously stood up straight, lifted his hand and took off the hat on his head, and then looked at Song Ci with a awkward expression.

The hat was taken off, and the face of the city hidden under the short hair was revealed, like Song Ci, but always engraved with arrogance and coldness.

Song Ci stood still stubbornly and silently, without saying a word or moving forward, but with tears in his eyes.

After a few seconds of silence, Song Fei's slender right arm suddenly lifted. With her right palm facing up, her five fingers curled up and moved towards Song Ci, and her cold voice jumped out from between her reddish lips: "Song Ci, come to my sister."

Hearing Song Fei's words, Song Ci was like an arrow that missed the target, and ran away from Han Zhan's legs, flying towards Song Fei. Song Ci fell on Song Fei's body. Song Fei couldn't bear the rapid small cannonball, and his back was hit against the cylinder.

Song Fei snorted softly.

Song Ci was too excited to notice the grunt of her sister. She hugged Song Fei's neck tightly, did not speak, and bit directly on Song Fei's shoulder.

Song Fei hissed, but did not push Song Ci away.

The mouth where Song Ci was biting on Song Fei's shoulder was very hard at first, causing Song Fei to feel the pain of being torn off. But soon, that strength gradually diminished, and some warm tears fell on Song Fei's shoulders.

Realizing that it was Song Ci crying, the arrogant color on Song Fei's face gradually faded.

In her eyes, the frost melted and covered with a layer of pain. "Little idiot, why are you crying?" Song Fei wanted to rub Song Ci's head, and raised his arm to find that Song Ci was actually taller than her.

Song Fei really felt that the eight years of time had really passed, and the little thing that was shorter than her before was already taller than her.

Song Fei was very upset.

"Sister..." Song Ci hammered Song Fei's thin and fragile back, and choked with sobs: "I thought you really didn't want me..." Song Ci broke his crying voice, making Song Fei even more sore. Pity.

"Don't cry." Song Fei's comfort was dry.

Song Ci rubbed his head randomly on Song Fei's neck, rubbing his tears and nose on Song Fei's body.

Song Fei was a little disgusted, but still did not push Song Ci away. Song Fei heard Song Ci cried and said, "Song Fei, his parents are gone. Their bodies were processed together with the other victims. Later, I only got two urn ashes. I buried them in my hometown of Caijia Village. The two were buried together on the back mountain."

Song Ci lightly told Song Fei of the funeral of her parents, but did not tell Song Fei how sad she cried when she buried her parents herself.

Song Fei heard it like a throat, she hugged her only sister, her eyes flushed slightly. "If Song Ci is done well, parents will be very happy to be buried together after death."