Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

Rubbing her dry lips, Han Zhan told her: "Go home and drink more water and get a good night's sleep. I will also go to the company, and I will come back to accompany you earlier in the evening."

Song Ci nodded obediently, and watched Han Zhan get on his Volvo and leave, and then A Song drove her home.

As soon as they left, Steward Liang walked to Shen Yubei's side, bent over and said to him: "Song girl is gone, Han Zhan personally came to pick her up."

Shen Yubei had been observing Song Ci's life secretly and knew that the man she married was Han Zhan. The look of Han Zhan flashed through Shen Yubei's mind, and he felt a little familiar.

He suddenly said, "Give me my cell phone."

Steward Liang found Shen Yubei's mobile phone and handed it to him. Shen Yubei found the phone number of singer Di Rongrong in the contact list and dialed it.

Di Rongrong answered the phone and said rarely: "Why is Mr. Shen willing to contact me today?" Shen Yubei is a person who doesn't like to call.

"Ms. Di." Shen Yubei asked straightforwardly: "You have a godson named Han Zhan, isn't it?"

There was a moment of silence on the other side, and then said: "What are you asking this for?"

"It seems correct." Three years ago, at Di Rongrong's singing meeting, Shen Yubei was invited to perform, and he had met Han Zhan. So just now when Steward Liang mentioned Han Zhan, Shen Yubei felt that the other party was somewhat familiar.

Shen Yubei said: "My only disciple is going to get married. The groom's name is Han Zhan. I remember Ms. Di's godson is called this, so I ask."

Upon hearing this, Di Rongrong asked, "Song Ci is your disciple?"

Shen Yubei: "Well, she is the disciple who called me a teacher for 18 years... my only disciple." Song Ci worshipped Shen Yubei when he was four years old, and Shen Yubei regarded Song Ci as Half a daughter.

"Oh, it turns out I'm a **** daughter-in-law!" Knowing the relationship between Song Ci and Shen Yubei, Di Rongrong loved Song Ci even more.

Shen Yubei's disciple, isn't that a genius?

Shen Yubei naturally heard Di Rongrong’s happiness and satisfaction. He was proud of him and couldn’t help showing off, “My disciple is a musical genius, he is beautiful, and he is sensible. It’s good for your godson to marry her. ."

Di Rongrong didn't like to listen to these words. In her eyes, her godson Han Zhan was not bad. It is a joy to be able to marry the one you love, but if Han Zhan’s fate is to marry Song Ci, Di Rongrong is not happy.

Song Ci is very good, but what is the difference between her godson?

Not to be outdone, Di Rongrong decided to find a place for Han Zhan, and said, "My godson was once an ace soldier!" She was all proud.

Shen Yubei: "You also said, that was once..."

Di Rongrong was like a pufferfish whose belly was punctured, so angry. She quickly regained her spirit and said: "My godson is eighty-nine meters tall, he is handsome, and he is also a talent."

Shen Yubei warmed up the knife again: "It's a pity that it's a disability."

Di Rongrong is even more angry! She drowned her face completely, and became angry and cursed: "The surname Shen, you can't hold your grudge because I rejected your confession back then and chose Huo Jingan."

"It was because my eyes were not good back then that I mistakenly used fish eyes as pearls. Hang up!" As if I was bored to say a word to her, Shen Yubei directly hung up the phone.

Di Rongrong stomped her feet with anger on the other end of the phone, "This Shen Yubei, little belly chicken sausage!" She took the wedding invitation on the table, tapped her finger on it, and said, "Look at me not dressed beautifully that day. Seduce you to death!"

Putting the invitation on the table vigorously, Di Rongrong looked arrogant and had a ghost in her heart.

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This afternoon, the bridal shop sent someone to send the bridesmaid's clothes to Mu Qiu's home. When he came, Mu Qiu was taking a lunch break, and Du Tingting helped to sign for the clothes.

When Mu Qiu woke up, Du Tingting took the clothes to Mu Qiu's room and said to her, "Your sister asked someone to send the bridesmaid's clothes. You can try them on."

Mu Qiu said listlessly, "I tried it before, suitable."

"I want to see it."

Mu Qiu had to take off his pajamas and put on his bridesmaid's clothes.

It was an ice blue tube top off-shoulder gown. In order to facilitate the movement, the length of the gown was just as long as the calf. Song Ci also sent a pair of pure white high heels. There was a circle of pure white pearls on the ankle. These shoes are brand shoes and the official price is more than 7,000.

Mu Qiu changed his shoes and skirt, and stood in front of Du Tingting with long hair. The girl had a long body and a beautiful posture. Her slapped and graceful face was more delicate and elegant by the Chinese clothes.

Du Tingting stared at Mu Qiu in a daze, and suddenly said, "You must be more beautiful in a wedding dress." After speaking, Du Tingting saw Mu Qiu's smiling face faded, and she realized how cruel she had just said.

Du Tingting bit her lower lip, a little upset.

Mu Qiu looked at the full-length mirror. She stared at the slender and elegant woman in the mirror, her expression lonely. Mu Qiu smiled suddenly and said to Du Tingting: "Mom, you accompany me to take wedding photos, okay?"

Du Tingting was taken aback. "Wedding photos?"

"Yeah." Mu Qiu turned around, and a yearning color appeared on her cheeks. She said: "I want to take a picture of my appearance in a wedding dress. If my mother wants to see it later, I can see it."

Du Tingting nodded with red eyes.

Du Tingting said hello to the sisters in the WeChat group that night, which bridal shop had the best wedding dress. Everyone thought she was looking for a wedding photography studio for her adopted daughter Song Ci, so they recommended several.

The next morning, Du Tingting chose a few well-reputed bridal shops to see in person, and finally ordered a wedding photography studio called ‘one-life, one-ove’.

Du Tingting explained the reason to the boss, and the boss expressed his willingness to give Mu Qiuxing a convenience and let her jump in the line and shoot first.

Mu Qiu does not have a good figure like Song Ci's arrogant **** and round buttocks. The two wedding dresses she chose are shoulder-to-ground wedding dresses with a princess style.

Putting on the wedding dress, Mu Qiu asked Du Tingting to help take two pictures. She just edited the picture below and sent it to Moments.

Song porcelain selected roses at the flower market this day. She selected the rose varieties, communicated with the designer of the wedding venue, and took the car home.

In the car, she opened the circle of friends and saw Mu Qiu posted a dynamic an hour ago.

Mu Qiu wrote: [I put on a wedding dress for myself. Mu Qiu, you are really beautiful. 】Under the copy, there are three wedding photos taken on-site.

Mu Qiu's long hair was made into curly hair, draped lazily behind his shoulders, wearing a heavy lace long veil, and wearing a shoulder-length wedding dress. Behind her is a long row of wooden fences, which are covered with roses and flowers.

Standing among the flowers, Mu Qiu is a more beautiful person than flowers.

Song Ci liked it and left a comment.

At the same time, Cheng Yanmo suspended all work in the general manager's office of the Chuandong Group headquarters building. He stood by the window, looking down at the girl in the white gauze on the phone, his eyes gloomy.