Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

Throwing the case book on the table, Song Ci got up and went to sit on the bay window sill of the study.

Song Ci pulled up the curtains and pushed the glass windows open. When Han Zhan heard the movement of the study window being opened, he looked up at it.

Seeing Song Ci sitting on the floating window sill, Han Zhan raised his eyebrows and asked, "What's the matter with the porcelain treasure? Didn't find a book you like?"

Song Ci shook his head.

Staring at Han Zhan's bright and handsome face, Song Ci recurred in his mind the face of the little boy with a gloomy look in the photo. Song Ci was heartbroken. She quietly clenched her fists and smiled and said to Han Zhan: "Brother Han, who do you think our daughter will be like in the future?"

Han Zhan replied without hesitation: "Naturally he is like you."

"why?"

"You look good." Han Zhan was telling the truth, he felt that girls should look like Song Ci to look good.

"What about the character?"

Han Zhan still said, "It's up to you."

Song Ci asked casually: "Then what kind of character was Han when he was a child?"

Brother Han is polishing the thin bamboo strips smoothly with a short knife. Hearing this, he said without lifting his head: "It's more naughty, boys, it's all like that."

In fact, he didn't know what a normal boy should look like, but he always heard people say that boys are more naughty. In order to reassure grandpa, Han Zhan deliberately did some naughty things to reassure grandpa.

Like digging out a bird's egg, chasing a chicken and chasing a dog, Han Zhan can always make some big moves.

Song Ci was bleeding when he heard Han Zhan's casual answer. If he hadn't read the case book, Song Ci would really believe Han Zhan's words, but after seeing the photos, Song Ci could see the little boy full of despair and pain as soon as he closed his eyes.

Han Zhan's childhood must have been very tormented. That's why he hates his father and his mother so much.

Han Zhan, who lives in a **** life, doesn't know how many times he has done self-mutilation, and he is probably more willing to die than living. So he hated Jiang Shiyu. If it weren't for Jiang Shiyu's existence, Edward would not provoke Han Mulan. There would be no such person as Han Zhan in this world...

Jiang Shiyu is the source of Han Zhan's pain.

At this moment, Song Ci was frustrated for many days and was suddenly opened.

She closed the window, returned to the desk, reopened the medical record, and patiently read all the diagnostic records in the case book.

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The sun was warm in the yard, and Han Aoyu made himself a pot of tea and put it on the tea table, while he sat on a recliner with a thin blanket covering his body and closed his eyes in the sun.

Song porcelain flat shoes stepped on the stone path, making a slight noise.

Han Aoyu narrowed his eyes and stared at Song Ci who was coming over from the end of the garden. Today's Song Ci is wearing a festive and enthusiastic red turtleneck sweater, with long legs wrapped in a pair of black jeans, young and beautiful, full of vigor.

Han Aoyu looked at Song Ci, and in an instant, time traveled back to 33 years ago. That year, Jiang Shiyu, who was only 23 years old, was also wearing a red suit and standing on the deck of the ship. The bullet penetrated Jiang Shiyu's abdomen, and the blood dyed the red sweater dark red.

"Grandpa." Song Ci's pleasant young voice recalled Han Aoyu's memories.

Han Aoyu pointed to the wooden chair on the side and said to Song Ci: "The sun is pretty good today, so let's take the sun with Song girl."

"it is good."

Song Ci sat down on the chair, bent over and poured a cup of tea into the clean purple sand cup. She was holding the tea, smelling the tea aroma, and then took a sip of the tea.

Putting down the tea cup, Song Ci's bright eyes fell on Han Aoyu. She suddenly said, "Grandpa, I have read the case book in the study." Song Ci did not believe that the case book would happen to appear there.

Han Aoyu opened his eyes completely.

After staring at Song Ci in surprise for a while, Han Aoyu laughed unpredictably. "Song girl, you are really smart." Now that he had been guessed, Han Aoyu simply admitted, "Yes, I put the case book in the study."

Song Ci secretly said: Grandpa really did it...

"The night you argued with Zhan Zhan, Zhan Zhan came back to find me."

Song Ci didn't know about this, so Song Ci asked his grandfather, "Is he here to sue me?" She was joking with a smile on her face.

"No." Han Aoyu shook his head before saying: "I haven't seen him so confused and helpless for many years. When he came to see me, his hands and feet were cold and his eyes were red, like he had just cried. In my memory The last time Han Zhan cried, it was when he just learned that he lost two fingers."

Song Ci pursed his lips and said nothing, not knowing how to answer these words.

Han Aoyu continued: "After knowing what Zhan Zhan did to you, I thought he was very confused and scolded him. He listened honestly and didn't dare to put a fart."

Song Ci smiled faintly, and did not comment on Han Aoyu's behavior.

"Zhan Zhan just asked me if there is any way to get your forgiveness." Han Aoyu looked at Song Ci intently. He said, "Actually, I was also betting. I put the case book on the shelf. I'm betting on your love for Zhan Zhan."

"If you really love him, after seeing those case records, you will definitely feel sorry for him. If you don't love him, that thing you see will not affect your mood." Han Aoyu pointed to Song Ci and said: "When you sit here, you show that you love him in your heart."

In front of Han Aoyu, Song Ci is like a transparent person without any secrets.

In terms of wisdom, none of the ten Song Ci is an opponent of Han Aoyu.

Han Aoyu had never seen any big winds and waves in his life, what Song Ci was thinking about, why Song Ci came to him, Han Aoyu knew clearly in his heart.

The calm and elegant smile on Song Ci's face finally turned into a wry smile. "Grandpa, you are really old-fashioned."

"I think you are complimenting me." Han Aoyu found that the tea was cold, and asked Song Ci to pour her a hot cup. Song Ci stood up, stooped to lift the purple clay pot and poured a cup of hot tea for Han Aoyu.

Holding the hot tea in both hands and handing it to Han Aoyu, Song Ci heard Han Aoyu say: "Say, what do you want to ask me."

Song Ci really wanted to talk to Han Aoyu.

After sitting down again, Song Ci pondered slightly before asking Han Aoyu: "Grandpa, what was Brother Han like when you found Brother Han? I want to know."

She wanted to understand Han Zhan clearly.

Han Aoyu sighed before saying, "It's terrible."

Song Ci sank and asked: "How bad is it?"

"The child's eyes are as ferocious as wolves, and look at people with an aggressiveness."

Han Aoyu held the cup of tea in his palm and fell into the memory.

He whispered: "When I found Han Zhan, he was covered in blood and knelt on the ground holding his mother's body. I saw his thin body and dense pinholes on his arms. My heart is breaking."

"I wanted to take Mulan's body away, but Han Zhan didn't allow me to touch her. I told him that I was his grandfather and I was here to take him home. He looked at me with indifference and distrust. When I took out the photo of me and his mother, he just glanced at me and then asked me a word."

Han Aoyu still remembers that sentence clearly, not bad.

Song Ci had a premonition that that sentence must be very heartbreaking, and she asked boldly, "What is it?"

The old pleats on Han Aoyu's face trembled. He said, "Zhan Zhan asked me: Mr. Han, where were you all these years? Where were you when my mother died?"

Song Ci's eyelids trembled and didn't say a word.

"I was particularly at a loss. I was never so guilty or sad. I wanted to hug him, but he shunned me like a poisonous snake. After I forcibly brought him back to Wangdongcheng, I arranged for the best virus expert in the country. The team, and the team of psychologists gave him psychological counseling."

"In the hospital, when the doctor gave him a physical examination, he discovered that there were many knife marks on his body. Some of the knife marks were very deep, and some were very shallow. I thought it was Edward’s brute who abused him, but The doctor told me that it was cut by Zhan Zhan himself. Song girl, can you imagine my mood at that time? I still remember how sad your grandma was crying when she heard this."

Not only the grandmother was crying, but the iron-clad Han Aoyu also shed tears by Han Zhan's bed.

Seeing Han Aoyu's emotions, Song Ci was a little excited, thinking that the old man had high blood pressure, she hurriedly comforted Han Aoyu: "Grandpa, don't get excited, that's all gone, isn't Brother Han quite healthy now?"

Han Aoyu nodded and rubbed his slightly hot eyes with his hands. When the mood calmed down, he spoke in a deep voice and said: "In the first six months after returning to China, Zhan Zhan hardly spoke, but after falling asleep I always yelled for my mother again. During that time, my grandmother and I had a torment. Every night we heard our children calling for mother, and our hearts were bleeding."

His daughter was killed and his grandson was in an abnormal spirit. During that time, Han Aoyu and his lover's hair turned white.

"Fortunately, Huang Tian has paid his attention. After two years of psychological counseling, Zhan Zhan's mental state has improved anyway, and he is willing to speak and talk with others. It is just that during the treatment, he took a lot of hormones and his body changed. I have become obese a lot. But at that time, it is a good thing for children to live. What does it matter if they are fatter and thinner?"

"My grandfather said that being alive is more important than anything else." Whenever Han Zhan mentioned that he was obese when he was a child, Song Ci's chest was dull and painful when he thought of his indifferent tone.

Han Zhan is always used to hiding all the pain.

After taking a deep look at Song Ci, and seeing Song Ya's distressed grandson in his eyes, Han Aoyu was finally relieved. "Song Ci, grandfather Han Zhan said sorry to you."

Sorry was too heavy, Song Ci couldn't bear it. Her face changed slightly, and she hurriedly said, "Grandpa, don't say that. The wrong person is Han Zhan. Grandpa, you have broken me by saying that."

"Song Ci, this incident is ridiculously wrong, but grandpa is also selfish. I still hope you can forgive Zhan Zhan. Zhan Zhan was forced to separate from us when he was two years old, and his childhood was so miserable, and he watched his father. Killed your own mother. Song girl, your childhood was very happy, you can't imagine! How did Zhan Zhan survived."

"Zhan Zhan used you in a moment of confusion, but he has already lost his way, and he confessed his mistake to you. He doesn't really like you, Zhan Zhan will not tell you these things."

"Song Ci, confession is his bowing to his feelings. Can you forgive him this time because Han Zhan is the first offender?"

Han Aoyu is old and can't control the world and the people, but he still wants to protect his family. He couldn't bear to see Han Zhan and Song Ci stay in a stalemate like this, and he still hoped that they could live a happy life.

Song Ci was not hurt by Han Zhan, and there was no missing piece of meat. Her life was saved by Han Zhan, and she didn't blame Han Zhan for a long time.

Moreover, the old man had put his stature so low, and Song Ci was not hard-hearted, so he forgave Han Zhan. "Okay, grandpa, I listen to you, I don't blame Brother Han."

Han Aoyu stretched his hand to Song Ci and patted the back of Song Ci's hand. He said, "I'm wronged you this time, Song girl."

Song Ci shook his head, "I am not wronged."

She never wronged herself, and Song Ci would not agree to Han Aoyu if she didn't really forgive Han Zhan.

At this moment, Han Zhan suddenly came over, "Grandpa, what do you do with the support frame of the cradle?"

Han Aoyu slowly sat up from the chair, "I'll teach you."

The grandfather and grandson went to the cradle to fight their wits, and Song Ci went to the kitchen to cook lunch.

Han Zhan succeeded in making a baby cradle bed in three days. Every bamboo rattan was not polished smoothly by him. When the time comes, he can lay the custom-made mats and sleep.

Song Ci looked at the brand new crib and felt a little happy.

She touched her stomach subconsciously, and couldn't wait to get the child into her stomach soon.

On the fourth day of the fourth day, Han Zhan took Song Ci and flew to Sun-Shin, where he went to visit the father of the statement.

The old man lived in the small courtyard next to the organ compound. He knew that Han Zhan would bring his wife to pay New Year's greetings, and he stated that he had lunch with his lover early in the morning.

Said lover's cooking skills are very good, and the sweet and sour fish made is superb. Song Ci did not like to eat sweet and sour fish before, but she ate a lot this day.

After eating, Song Ci helped the elderly wash the dishes, and asked them how to do sweet and sour fish while washing the dishes. Seeing that Song Ci likes the dishes he cooks so much, the old man was also very happy, so he taught Song Ci his best skills in several special dishes.

After washing the dishes, Song Ci sat in the Chen's courtyard drinking tea, and recorded all his cooking skills with the notepad in his mobile phone.

After finishing the recording, Song Ci looked up and saw a woman in a gray-cyan down jacket standing in front of the courtyard of the Chen family.

The woman's hair was very long, all tied up, revealing a full and white forehead. Her face is only as big as a slap, and her facial features are not beautiful, but Sheng has a pair of gentle eyes, and she is also a gentle and delicate girl.

"Hello, are you looking for Old Man Chen?" Song Ci got up and walked to the door, calling the girl.

Chen Miaomiao looked at Song Ci's face curiously and weirdly. They were both girls. Facing a beautiful and prosperous girl like Song Ci, Zhang Miaomiao was a little embarrassed and blushed.

Mrs. Chen happened to come out to feed the cat with cat food, and when she saw Song Ci standing at the gate talking to someone, she asked her, "Song girl, who is outside?"

Song Ci turned sideways, revealing Chen Miaomiao's figure.

"Grandma Chen, do you know this lady?"

Mrs. Chen laughed, "It's Miaomiao, come in."

Chen Miaomiao called out Grandma Chen, and walked into the courtyard of the Chen family.

Song Ci followed Zhang Miaomiao and saw that the girl was a relative of Grandpa Chen, so he paid no attention to her.

Mrs. Chen took Chen Miaomiao's arm and said to her, "Miaomiao, your brother Zhan Zhan brought his lover back to us for New Year greetings. This girl is your lover of Brother Zhan Zhan, called Song Ci."

Chen Miaomiao was the blind date he introduced to Han Zhan when Han Zhan came to visit Mr. Chen last year.

Chen Miaomiao is five years younger than Han Zhan, and five years older than Song Ci, but she stayed there, and when she saw Song Ci, she had to cry out obediently: "Sister-in-law."

Song Ci blushed slightly at the shout of his sister-in-law. "Oh hello."

At this time, Han Zhan and Old Man Chen came out together. Old man leaned on a cane with a pair of chess in his arms, obviously he was going to take Han Zhan to play chess at the organ compound.

Seeing Chen Miaomiao, Mr. Chen said, "Miaomiao, have you seen your sister-in-law?"

Chen Miaomiao turned and looked at Old Man Chen, but he noticed the tall and handsome Han Zhan behind him.

Chen Miaomiao's eyes flickered, feeling a little uncomfortable, and softly shouted, "Brother Zhan."

Han Zhan nodded, he walked over and took Song Ci's hand, and said to Song Ci, "This is Miaomiao, did Grandpa tell you?"

"Yeah." Grandpa said. When Han Zhan was picked up, he barely spoke and was reluctant to look at the adults. At that time, there was a small Miaomiao in the Chen family, who was only about one year old and could not speak. Han Zhan always pushed Miaomiao's stroller in the yard to bask in the sun.

Staying with Song Ci Han Zhan, Chen Miaomiao felt embarrassed and hurriedly left.

When Han Zhan was told by the old man to play chess, Song Ci chatted with Mrs. Chen. While chatting, the old lady asked how Song Ci and Han Zhan met.

Song Ci said: "We met last summer. At that time, the Han company recruited pilots, so I went. We fell in love at first sight, and we got the certificate only a month after we met."

"No wonder!" Old Mrs. Chen suddenly laughed.

Song Ci felt inexplicable, so he asked the old lady Chen: "Grandma Chen, what's the matter? What are you laughing at?"

"Song girl, don’t you know. When Zhan Zhan came to Sunshine City last year, he stopped by to see me and your Grandpa Chen. At that time, we didn’t know that you and Zhan Zhan were dating, so we arbitrarily introduced Miaomiao to After Zhan Zhan, Zhan Zhan directly rejected our arrangement. At that time, we were worried that Zhan Zhan would not want to get married in this life. It turned out that there was someone around him!"

Song Ci smiled and felt MMP in his heart.

What the hell?

That Miaomiao and Brother Han almost became a pair?

In the evening, after having dinner at Mr. Chen's house, Song Ci went back to the hotel with Han Zhan.

After returning to the hotel to take a shower, Han Zhan sat in the hotel’s massage chair and played with his mobile phone.

When I opened the WeChat group, I saw Li Li taking a B-scan of his child in the group.

Han Zhan was sour in his heart. He opened the picture and zoomed in, staring at the dark mass on the B-ultrasound sheet, jealous and sad.

Those who are younger than him are pregnant!

Song Ci came out of the bathroom at this time, with only a bath towel wrapped around her body. Her long legs and **** shoulders were exposed, which attracted people to touch and kiss her.

Han Zhan threw away his mobile phone, got up and walked around in front of Song Ci, blocking Song Ci. He said, "Cibao, you are fertile these few days."

Song Ci tilted her head, "So?"

Han Zhan took away the towel from Song Ci, wrapped her wet hair, and rubbed it slightly. Song Ci stood still, waiting for Han Zhan to wipe off the water droplets from her hair, and then dried it with a hair dryer.

After fixing his hair, Han Zhan picked up Song Ci and placed it in his arms. "You are going to film next month, right?"

"Well, when I called Erye to pay New Year's greetings, he told me that the crew will start on the second of next month." Only ten days have passed.

Han Zhan didn't want to separate from Song Ci, so he buried his head between Song Ci's neck and took a deep breath. "Porcelain treasure, give you to me, okay?"

Song Ci looked at him with a smile, without nodding.

Han Zhan felt that Song Ci's expression was a bit dangerous and charming. "what happened?"

"I heard that Miaomiao is your blind date?" Song Ci began to ask the blame.

Han Zhan frowned, "Who told you?"

"Grandma Chen mentioned it accidentally."

Han Zhan pinched his eyebrows, he sighed, and then said, "Before I met you, many people wanted to introduce me to someone. You don't know." There was a little lover who had a blind date, and went to Han Zhan. I spilled coffee on my body.

Song Ci pouted and said glumly: "But Miaomiao and you are childhood sweethearts."

Han Zhan frowned, "Don't talk nonsense, I am innocent with Miaomiao."

Song Ci was uncomfortable. She said, "It's not fair. I grew up so big. Except for you and Cheng Zi'ang, I have never touched the hands of any other man! Good for you, there are a lot of blind dates."

Han Zhan didn't feel like, "I've seen your script before, and you have a kiss scene with the male lead."

Song Ci: "That's a play."

Han Zhan: "I was also before I met you."

The two of them stared at them with big eyes, and after a while, both surrendered.

Han Zhan asked in a very soft voice: "Can you not shoot the kiss scene?"

Song Ci: "If the investment dad allows it, anything is fine." She hinted very well.

To be honest, Song Ci also doesn't want to kiss strangers, especially when she is married.

Song Ci is not a professional actor, and she didn't go to the filming to break into the entertainment industry. She still minded asking her to make kiss scenes with others.

Han Zhan understood what Song Ci meant. He said, "You send me the number of the guide, and I will talk to him about it."

"it is good."

Song Ci immediately took out his mobile phone and sent Du Junfei's number to Han Zhan. Han Zhan saved the number and said, "I'll call him later."

Putting down the phone, Han Zhan drew Song Ci's bath towel with his fingers, and gently pulled the bath towel to loosen it.

Staring at Song Ci's body, Han Zhan said, "The hotel bed is a waterbed, shall we try?"

Song Ci's eyes lit up, "Okay, I haven't tried it yet."

Han Zhan and Song Ci tried it for more than an hour, and the waterbed swayed, making it interesting.

The next day, the two visited Han Zhan's uncle, Han Dongliang, and returned to Wangdong City at noon on the seventh day. Upon returning to Wangdong, Han Zhan plunged into busy work, while Song Ci accompanied Yan Jiang and Song Fei to Zhangjiajie.

Song Fei has recently begun to try to regain his physical fitness, and was still a little tired when climbing the 999-step ladder. Yan Jiang was reluctant to bear her tiredness, and said that he wanted to carry her up the mountain, but Song Fei felt very shameless, and stubborn she climbed to the entrance of Tianmen Mountain.

Many years ago, Sister Song Ci also came to Zhangjiajie. At that time, she was with her parents. Compared with before, Zhangjiajie now has one more glass plank road.

Song Fei wanted to play, so Song Ci and Yan Jiang accompanied her.

Yan Jiang was afraid of heights, standing on the glass path and watching the sea of ​​clouds at his feet, his legs were a little trembling. Song Fei couldn't stand it anymore, so she asked him, "I'm scared?"

Yan Jiang admitted, "A Fei, I can't do this. You play, I'll wait for you."

Song Fei took his arm, and she said, "I'm afraid, just look at my face."

Yan Jiang stared at Song Fei for a while, still worried.

"No, Afei, I really can't." Fear of heights cannot be overcome so easily, and Yan Jiang refused to go to the glass plank road to death.

Song Ci took a small video on the side with her mobile phone. She posted the video of Yan Jiang's fear of heights on Weibo. It was soon discovered by Yan Jiang's fans. Everyone threatened to buy tickets to meet their idols in Zhangjiajie.

Song Ci put her mobile phone in her bag and said to Yan Jiang: "It will be less than 20 minutes before fans will find you. Let's go quickly."

Yan Jiang stared at Song Ci, "Did you post what I was just now on Weibo?"

Song Ci spread out his palms and raised his brows like a ruffian. She said: "You forgot, who shared the video of me swimming on the floor after getting drunk last year on Douyin?"

Yan Jiang: "..."

He is at a loss.

After leaving the Zhangjiajie scenic spot, it was almost dark. They had dinner on Xibu Street before returning to the Zishan Manju Hotel where they were staying.

When he arrived in the room, Song Ci soaked himself in the bathtub and played video with Han Zhan.

Han Zhan was still working overtime, his eyes were dim when he saw Song Ci taking a bath. "Have fun today?"

"Of course I am happy." Song Ci will tell Han Zhan the interesting things he saw today and the beautiful scenery he has seen. After listening to Song Ci's account, Han Zhan had the illusion that he had also experienced the beauty.

"What did you eat at night?"

"The fish head with chopped pepper is so spicy!" Song Ci said worriedly, "I don't know if there will be acne on my face tomorrow." Song Ci said, suddenly stood up from the bathtub and pulled aside. The neatly folded towel wiped his body.

Han Zhan stared at her movements.

Knowing that Song Ci was deliberate, Han Zhan used a lot of self-control to look away from Song Ci.

After a long while, Song Ci finally got dressed and walked to the bed with her mobile phone.

Song Ci lay on the bed and read Weibo, thinking of something, she asked Han Zhan, "Brother Han, don't you have Weibo?"

Han Zhan nodded, "Yes." In order to follow Song Ci's Weibo dynamics, he specifically registered a Weibo.

"What's your name, I'll follow you." Song Ci was interested in searching for Han Zhan.

Han Zhan was silent for a few seconds suspiciously before saying to you, "I don't remember, wait a moment and let me see."

Han Zhan hurriedly logged into Weibo using the webpage, opened the personal homepage of ‘Brother Zhan of Love Ceramics’, and changed the Weibo name.

After the Weibo name was successfully changed, Han Zhan said to Song Ci solemnly: "I just read it. My Weibo name is Han Han."

Song Ci was stunned, then said, "Is the name of the couple?"

Song Ci searched for Han Han Han Han Zhan, and he found this user. She glanced at Han Zhan’s profile and found that the other party’s profile was very simple and rude——

CEO of Zeus International.

Song Ci followed Han Zhan's Weibo and found that they were following each other.

Song Ci told Han Zhan: "Brother Han, go get a Weibo authentication, don't you know that since you disclosed your identity, now a large group of users named Han Zhan have appeared on Weibo."

Han Zhan raised his eyebrows and asked her: "How to register?"

"Ask your assistant and he will definitely do it for you."

"it is good."

After hanging up the video, Song Ci opened the "Ordinary World" and continued to read it.

She had watched this TV series a long time ago, and she always felt a bit contrary to reading the original, but when she thought that it was a novel in the collection of Brother Han, Song Ci continued to watch it patiently.

After watching it for a while, Song Ci became lethargic.

She thought, she was really not suitable for reading this kind of literary novel.

Song Ci closed the book and habitually opened Weibo before going to bed and took another glance. At this glance, I saw a hot search named #韩湛开通微博# on the hot search bar.

Han Zhan?

Is it Han Zhan from her family?

Song Ci opened that hot search curiously, and he saw "Han Han Han Han Zhan" with a golden V in front of his name. As expected of President Han, the efficiency of this work is fast.

Han Zhan posted a Weibo post, which was very abusive. He wrote--

[In an interview with Caijing Magazine the day before yesterday, the reporter asked me what was the most successful thing in my life? Considering that it was a financial magazine, my answer might not be consistent with the magazine style, so I skipped this topic.

But this question has always been answered in my heart.

The most successful thing I have done in my life is to marry Song Ci, making her the legal wife in my household registration book.

Hello, beautiful and moving Mrs. Han@宋瓷. 】

After reading this passage, Song Ci felt sweet in his heart, and he couldn't help it, so he reposted it on Weibo——

Song Song Song Song Ci V: Hello, Mr. Han. @//Han Han Han Han Han Zhan...

Song Ci was so sweet that he couldn't sleep, and fell asleep after rolling a lot on the bed.

-

On this day, Du Xueyan accepted an invitation from Chinese Vogue magazine to shoot the front cover of the magazine.

The theme of this issue of the magazine is ‘Night Elf’. Du Xueyan, incarnate as a night elf, appears on the side of the road in the Sanshengqiao business district in Wangdong City in the dead of night.

Under the photographer's lens, Du Xueyan is so beautiful.

She wore a short, tight-fitting short attire, with her hips and long legs wrapped in a black flowing silk dress. The long black curly hair was draped behind her shoulders, her ears were made up like an elf, and the dark purple eyeshadow made Du Xueyan look demon and charming.

When Du Xueyan has reached this position, she has already learned to deal with various shots with ease. She can always pinpoint the most perfect angle accurately and present the most charming and suitable pose.

At one point in the night, the filming finally ended, and the assistant hurriedly put on Du Xueyan's down jacket to keep him warm.

The working group bought a supper to reward colleagues who stayed up late to work. The assistant took two egg tarts for Du Xueyan, "Sister Xue, you didn't have dinner, let's eat two egg tarts to cushion your stomach."

Du Xueyan only had one egg tart. "I'll just eat one." Although she is not an actor, Du Xueyan's control over her figure is stricter than that of ordinary actresses.

She tightened her down jacket and sat in the RV, eating the egg tarts while watching Weibo.

Watching Weibo is a habit that Du Xueyan has only recently developed. When she was in the United States, Du Xueyan preferred to use INS, but domestic celebrities and netizens use Weibo, and she has to get used to it.

Du Xueyan opened Weibo and suddenly saw Han Zhan's name, she was a little surprised.

Han Zhan?

Which Han Zhan is it?

With a feeling of expectation, Du Xueyan opened the hot search. After seeing Han Zhan expressing his love for Weibo three hours ago, Du Xueyan gradually tightened her lips.

When did Han Zhan become such a high-profile show-off person?

In high school, he was a very low-key person.

Du Xueyan usually opens Han Zhan's Weibo homepage, wanting to see other trends of Han Zhan.

After entering Han Zhan's Weibo homepage, Du Xueyan was disappointed to find that Han Zhan's Weibo contained only three hours of activity.

She was about to quit, but noticed that the information written on Han Zhan’s Weibo certification was--

CEO of Zeus International.

CEO of Zeus International?

Du Xueyan's eyes suddenly widened!

Du Xueyan suppressed the stormy sea and many absurd speculations in her heart. She looked up at the assistant driving the car and asked the assistant Tongxin: "Tongxin, do you know Zeus International?"

Tong Xin nodded quickly, "Of course I know that Zeus International’s predecessor was Zeus Airlines. In December last year, it suddenly acquired several large international companies and re-established Zeus International. I heard from them that Zeus International has long surpassed Chuandong Group and became Look at the boss of the East City."

The boss of Wangdongcheng is almost the boss of the country.

Du Xueyan's heart beat faster and faster.

She has also heard about Zeus International, but how could Han Zhan be the CEO of Zeus International?

Impossible, Han Zhan's family background is ordinary. He was still a soldier eight years ago. How could he have created a business empire in just eight years!

Du Xueyan refused to admit that it was true.

She asked Tongxin again: "Who is the boss of Zeus International, do you know?"

"Sister Xue, don't you watch Weibo?" Tong Xin told Du Xueyan: "Some time ago, things about the CEO of Zeus International have become popular on Weibo. The boss of Zeus International is a man named Han Zhan. On the evening of the 28th, Wangdongcheng hosted the Spring Festival Gala. Han Zhan, CEO of Zeus International, Cheng Yanmo, president of Chuandong Group, and Jiang Guchuan, young president of Better Pharmaceutical Group, performed the recitation program together. It was exploded."

"I remember this thing was posted on Weibo for a long time, didn't you watch sister Xue?"

The evening of the twenty-eighth lunar month...

Du Xueyan remembered that because of the reason to participate in the Spring Festival Gala, Du Xueyan returned home in advance on the twenty-eighth lunar month and went to visit her father. That night, she stayed with her father and talked for a long time. The next day she went to visit her mother's grave with her father and did not read Weibo.

Therefore, Du Xueyan missed the Shocking Meal so perfectly.

"I didn't watch Weibo in those few days." Du Xueyan was upset. She still felt that this was a dream, a ridiculous joke, and she didn't want to admit that Han Zhan was the boss of Zeus International.

Du Xueyan opened the QQ that hadn't been used for a long time, and she logged in invisibly.

After logging in, Du Xueyan entered the high school class group. Since the popularity of WeChat, fewer people use QQ, and almost no one bubbling in the class group throughout the year.

But when Du Xueyan opened the class group this time, she saw 99+ messages displayed.

She turned the message record to the top, and saw that around 11 o'clock in the evening on the twenty-eighth of the twelfth lunar month, the propaganda committee who used to be known as the'big horn' in the high school class was the first to bubble up in the group.

Big speaker: [Fuck! What did I see! 】

Big speaker: [Video. ].

Big speaker: [Isn't this Han Zhan, our classmate! Is he the CEO of Zeus International? 】

Big Horn@All members.

Loudspeaker: [Shocking, dear students, tell you a great news. Our high school classmate Han Zhan is the tall, handsome man with blue eyes. He turned out to be the CEO of Zeus International! I'm right at the party, there is a video to testify, everyone, hurry up! 】

Then, there was a second classmate bubbling, and then there was a third, a fourth...

By the end, everyone had a thorough conversation.

Although Du Xueyan has never left the class group, she has never bubbed, and her account has never logged in. The students thought that Du Xueyan had uninstalled QQ. And Han Zhan has never joined the QQ group at all, and these people chatted unscrupulously in the group——

Classmate A: [If Han Zhan is the CEO of Zeus International, then... what is the size of Du Xueyan's psychological shadow! 】

Classmate B: [Farewell, I remember Han Zhan married Song Ci. Does Song Ci know that Wangdongcheng's first lady, I once saw her at a reception, she is tall and beautiful, she is so white and shiny, she looks even better than Du Xueyan. 】

Classmate C: [I’m silently exploding, you may not know, when Du Xueyan broke up with Han Zhan, Han Zhan just suffered serious injuries at that time and broke two fingers. It is said that he was still lying on the bed. Xueyan took the initiative to break up with him. 】

Classmate C also said: [At that time, everyone thought Han Zhan was not worthy of Du Xueyan, but who would have thought that it would be a blockbuster! With a flick, it is a pair of king bombs! 】