Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

For some reason, Han Zhan's face suddenly popped out of Cheng Yanmo's mind. Thinking of Han Zhan's mixed-race eyes, he tentatively asked the housekeeper: "That little brother, does he have gray-blue eyes?"

How did you know that the butler showed a surprised expression after hearing this, and asked Cheng Yanmo: "Do you remember the young master? How old were you then?"

Cheng Yanmo could not speak directly.

He thought to himself, why is this a coincidence?

Old man Han's grandson is really Han Zhan! Doesn't it mean that Han Zhan has only one grandpa? Cheng Yanmo was afraid that he had mistaken the relationship between Han Zhan and Father Han, so he asked the housekeeper: "Is Zhan Zhan the grandson of Han Zhan or his grandson?"

"Grandson, Grandpa Han has only one daughter. The daughter died early. Zhan Zhan was only six or seven years old that year."

Cheng Yanmo waved his hand to let the housekeeper go to rest. He went back to the study alone.

Sitting on the sofa in the study, Cheng Yanmo thought of the scenes of meeting Han Zhan several times, and he felt that way. He finally understood why Han Zhan dared to beat up his boss Li Li in the boxing gym. In the teahouse, why did Li Li, the boss, take the initiative to open the door to Han Zhan.

The reason is simple, because Han Zhan is the real boss!

Why did Zeus Airlines quickly gain a foothold and blaze a trail among many state-owned enterprises in civil aviation? Because the backer behind him is Han Aoyu!

Who is Han Aoyu?

That is the person who can make the country fly at half-mast after death!

All doubts have been explained.

Cheng Yanmo couldn't help but reflect on what he did to Han Zhan, whether there was anything wrong with it. He didn't offend Han Zhan, did he? He felt that he hadn't offended Han Zhan, but Cheng Yanmo wasn't so sure when he thought of his brother who likes to provoke trouble.

On the morning of the 26th, Cheng Ziang got up early and sat at the dining table with a gloomy expression. Last night until midnight, people in the WeChat group were still discussing Song Ci's marriage today, and there were many dogs who wanted to interview Cheng Ziang's mood.

What mood can Cheng Ziang have?

It's not that he got married!

Cheng Yanmo came downstairs and saw Cheng Ziang's expression gloomy. Guessing why this guy was unhappy, he couldn't help but warn him: "Stay at home today and don't go anywhere."

Cheng Ziang sneered, "Don't worry, I don't love Song Ci so deeply. I just feel angry and feel uncomfortable." Think about it, why is his second young master of the Eastern Sichuan Group not better than something called Han Zhan?

But Cheng Ziang only dared to say this in his heart, not daring to say it, for fear of being watched by his brother.

Cheng Yanmo was still worried about his younger brother. After thinking about it, he said, "You are going to the company with me today, just put my nose under your nose and you are not allowed to go anywhere!"

Cheng Ziang was shocked. "Brother, I am not a kid!"

Cheng Yanmo looked at him indifferently, sinking his face, and said, "If you are a kid, I will assign homework for you." He didn't assign homework for him, because Cheng Yanmo was soft-hearted.

Cheng Ziang couldn't eat breakfast anymore.

Cheng Yanmo did what he said, and when he went out, he really brought Cheng Ziang into the car. When he arrived at the company, he took Cheng Ziangsai to his office and threw him a notebook to let him fend for himself.

During the meeting, he had to set up a chair for his brother in the meeting room, which made all the senior executives think that Cheng Yanmo was planning to put Cheng Ziang into the company for training.

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It has nothing to do with Song Ci for how difficult it is for the Cheng brothers. She gets married today, but she is busy.

Song Ci was born in Caijia Village. Later their sisters grew up. In order to facilitate the sisters to study, the family moved to the city.

When my parents were still there, they would go back to the country to live for a while each year to repair the house. After the earthquake, his parents passed away and his sister became a vegetable. Song Ci never took care of the old house.

Because of the marriage, Song Ci sent someone to repair the old house in advance. The walls of the house were covered with wall coverings and the furniture was bought new.

She lived here last night.

Just four o'clock, there was the sound of a car downstairs, and it was the makeup artist team. Song Ci had to get up, drank a glass of milk for himself with sleepy eyes, and was pressed on a stool by the makeup artist to start makeup and hairstyle.

Everything is ready, it's already bright.

The wedding reception time was set at nine o'clock, and Song Ci had an hour of free time. She put her phone on the countertop of the chest of drawers and made a video call to Song Fei.

It was one o'clock in the middle of the night in the Congo, and Song Fei was already asleep. There is a double bed in the room, Song Fei sleeps on the side by the wall, and Yan Jiang sleeps on the side by the window. Hearing the phone ringing, Yan Jiang, who was sleeping, connected the video.

"Song Song."

Song Ci stared at Yan Jiang for a few seconds before saying, "How long has it passed since then, why have you been so dark?"

The skin of the first beautiful man Yan Jiang used to be fair and smooth, but in just one month, he was dark. Seeing Song Ci's disgust, Yan Jiang shook his head and laughed. He said, "Near the equator, what do you think?"

Song Ci asked him: "Are you still sleeping with Song Fei?"

"Ok."

"Look at what you are doing. When you climb onto Song Fei's bed someday, remember to tell me that I will set off fireworks for you to celebrate."

Yan Jiang laughed at himself: "You don't need to let it go, I will let it go by myself."

When the joke time is over, Yan Jiang's expression becomes serious. He looked at Song Ci quietly, watching her look in her wedding dress, and said sincerely: "Song Song, you are so beautiful today."

Song Ci was embarrassed by his praise. She asked Yan Jiang: "Compared with Song Fei?"

Yan Jiang: "In my eyes, Song Fei is ashamed, and that's better than you."

Song Ci pretended to be desperate: "You are all!"

Yan Jiang raised his eyebrows and said, "That's OK, save the red envelope."

"You are still my good brother." Song Ci turned his face like a book.

Yan Jiang smiled, and then said, "I have prepared a wedding gift for you. Allen should be coming soon. Look forward to it."

Song Ci was a little surprised, "You guy..."

She was strangely moved.

They had been talking for so long and had not heard Song Fei's voice. Song Ci knew that Song Fei must be very tired, so he slept so heavily. "Is Song Fei very tired?"

Yan Jiang pointed the camera at Song Fei's sleeping face, and his voice softened unconsciously: "She was still reading the calendar before going to bed, thinking that today is your wedding day. There were a lot of patients in the past two days, and she didn't take much rest. I'm asleep now, I can't bear to wake her up."

"It's okay, let her sleep, and when she wakes up, ask her to call me back."

"it is good."

While talking, Song Ci heard the makeup artist say: "Song Song, is that Yan Jiang’s assistant Alan?" The makeup artist is a friend of Song Ci, named Allen. The two have a good relationship, and they both called out directly. The name of the other party.

Song Ci walked to the window and took a look downstairs, and she saw Allen. "It's him." Song Ci said to Yan Jiang: "Your assistant is here, let's not talk about it."