Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

Looking at her mother-in-law's eyebrows and smile, Song Ci smiled and said, "In fact, your mother's attitude is very similar to my mother. People believe that they are sisters."

Han Zhan rolled out a question from his throat: "Does it look alike?"

"Well, you haven't seen the appearance of my mother alive, if you have seen it, you will know how similar they laughed." Song Ci did not stare at the picture of her mother-in-law for a long time, she continued to flip back. Want to find Han Zhan in military uniform.

Han Zhan stood behind the swing, staring at the full-blooming rose flower in front of Song Ci, a little ecstatic.

Song Ci’s exclamation drew Han Zhan’s attention back--

"Brother Han, you look so handsome in military uniform!"

Han Zhan looked down and saw the photo of his youth in the album. It was a group photo of Han Zhan and Han Aoyu. Han Zhan was wearing military uniform and stood side by side with his grandfather in front of the army gate. They stood upright, like two tall pines.

Han Zhan has seen and wore many luxury high-end clothing, but the most obsessed and beloved of his life is always that uniform.

Han Zhan told Song Ci: "This is a photo taken when my grandfather went to visit me when I just finished recruiting training."

Song Ci touched Han Zhan's cheek in the photo, and smiled, "You were so tender at that time."

"Don't whisper about my old age. No matter how old you are, it is more than enough to satisfy you." Han Zhan directly raised his long legs, turned over the swing, and sat beside Song Ci.

Song Ci pretended not to understand that he was speaking in yellow accent.

She flipped back again to the graduation photo of Han Zhan in high school.

At this time, Han Zhan's eyes were sharp and he didn't know how to converge. He was wearing a black T-shirt, short hair, deep facial features and gray-blue eyes, setting him like a sharp sword.

Han Zhan glanced at the photo and saw a rope hanging around his neck.

Song Ci was about to take a closer look at the attitude of Han Zhan's boy, when Han Zhan suddenly stretched out a long arm and quickly took away the album from Song Ci's hand. Close the album, Han Zhan stood up and said, "Go have breakfast, and I will go up the mountain to worship grandma in a moment."

Song Ci hasn't finished reading the photo album, so she was a bit regretful at first, and wanted to play coquettishly with Brother Han to finish the photo album. But hearing him say that, he immediately broke his mind. She nodded and said, "Let's go and eat."

As he walked to the restaurant, Song Ci asked Han Zhan, "Tell me about what you need to pay attention to when worshiping the dead."

Han Zhan told Song Ci what he needed to pay attention to.

After breakfast, Zhong Buhui accompanied Han Aoyu to prepare sacrifices, and Han Zhan went upstairs to change clothes. Song Ci went to the TV, opened the TV cabinet, and took out the album that Han Zhan had stuffed in.

She turned her head and glanced upstairs, thinking that Han Zhan should not go downstairs for the time being, and then she walked to the mahogany sofa and sat down on the mahogany sofa holding the album.

Putting the photo album on her lap, Song Ci hesitated for a long time before opening it.

The action of Brother Han suddenly taking away the album was obviously a ghost. Song Ci guessed that behind this album, there must be a secret that Han Zhan dared not let her know. Could it be a photo of him and Du Xueyan?

Song Ci thought so and turned it to the last few pages.

Song Ci turned to the group photo of Han Zhan when he graduated. Han Zhan stood in the last row, but did not find Du Xueyan. It seems that Du Xueyan is in a different class from him.

Song Ci continued to translate.

Behind the group photo is a group photo of Han Zhan and several brothers. Du Xueyan has not been seen from beginning to end. Song Ci couldn't help but speculate, could it be that after the breakup, Han Zhan hated Du Xueyan, so he took out Du Xueyan's photo?

Zhong Buhui came over with the sacrifice, and saw that Song Ci was still flipping through the album, and he thought to himself: It's dangerous! Fortunately, I was so attentive and took out the photo of Zhan Zhan and Du Xueyan in advance.

In fact, Han Zhan never turned over these photos after he stuffed them in. He may have forgotten that there is a photo of him and Du Xueyan in the album, otherwise the album will be taken away forcibly when he finds that Song Ci is flipping through the album.

He doesn't watch it, but Zhong Buhui and the old man have to turn over so many times a year, so he naturally remembers. Because Du Xueyan is Han Zhan's first love girlfriend after all, the old man just wanted to lose the photo of Du Xueyan and Han Zhan, and had to respect Han Zhan's opinions, so he never took them out.

Earlier, when Song Ci said that he wanted to see the photo album, Zhong Buhui kept his eyes open and took out the two photos in advance.

Seeing Song Ci reopened the album, Zhong Bugui said to himself that he was clever enough.

Song Ci turned back and saw two photos of Han Zhan when he was eight or nine years old. At that time, Han Zhan was tall and strong, with a swollen belly and a little honest.

Song Ci quickly took out his phone and took a photo of Han Zhan's fat body.

Finally, she turned to the last page.

In the last photo, Han Zhan, who was about fifteen years old, was wearing only a pair of swimming trunks and standing beside a deep mountain and water pool. At this time, Han Zhan had already lost weight, and his skeletal curve showed a slender youth.

After a few more glances, Song Ci closed the album. She got up with the photo album, planning to put it back.

After two steps, Song Ci's eyes suddenly widened. Her steps stopped, she couldn't wait to reopen the album, and once again set her eyes on the last photo.

In the photo, a black rope pendant is hung around the boy's neck. On the pendant is a donut made of tall floating flowers. The left and right sides of the donut are strung with several pure gold beads.

This is a necklace that is very familiar to Song Ci, because it lies in her wooden box and has been kept as a precious treasure by her for many years!

Song Ci stared at the safety buckle necklace, the waves of light in her beautiful eyes turned, tears flickering.

At this moment, Han Zhan's footsteps downstairs sounded.

Song Ci hurriedly tucked the album back into the TV cabinet. She stood up and turned her head in a hurry to see Han Zhan walking down from the corner platform on the second floor. Han Zhan is all black, a black suit, a black shirt, black leather gloves and black shoes, which makes him look a bit cold and stern.

Han Zhan frowned when Song Ci's expression was wrong, tears in his eyes. "Porcelain treasure, what's wrong with you?" Han Zhan walked quickly to Song Ci, lifted her cheek, and looked carefully at Song Ci's face.

Song Ci pinched her thigh secretly, the pain kept her calm. She smiled with red eyes, and replied in a choked voice: "It's okay. I kicked the toe on the TV cabinet just now. My toe hurts."

Song Ci wears flat-soled shoes, the leather is very soft, it is easy to get injured if you accidentally kick it.

Han Zhan believed that it was true. He looked down at Song Ci's shoes and saw that the leather was too soft. He said, "Wait!" Han Zhan quickly went upstairs, and after a while he came downstairs with Song Ci's sneakers.

"Wear this, and you will have to climb the stone ladder later on the mountain, don't kick it anymore."

"it is good."

Song Ci bent over to change shoes, Han Zhan turned and walked over to the kitchen. Song Ci dared to wipe tears with his sleeves.