Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

Han Zhan has never been a good person. To be a patriotic Chinese who does not challenge the law is the seed that it took my grandfather more than ten years to plant Han Zhan's heart.

But Han Zhan, he is Edward's child, he is indifferent and cruel by nature. Du Xueyan could not imagine the good and evil he had seen. It is easy for Han Zhan to accurately measure Du Xueyan's seven inches.

Du Xueyan's eyes were red with anger.

She squeezed the coffee cup with her hands, and bit her silver teeth and asked Han Zhan: "Han Zhan, just to make your little wife feel at ease, you must kill me. We have loved one, you are really cruel to this point. ?"

Du Xueyan did not believe that Han Zhan would be such a person.

Hearing that, Han Zhanxu remembered the time when the two fell in love in his youth, and the coldness in his eyes became weaker unconsciously.

Upon seeing this, Du Xueyan breathed a sigh of relief, struck the iron while it was hot, and said: "Han Zhan, you are married. Even if I still have delusions about you, I will not do anything wise, let alone provoke Song Ci. Not fast. I finally got here, and I also cherish my feathers."

"As for the promise you mentioned, I will give it back to you." She smiled at Han Zhan with a charming smile. When she laughed, her eyes were slightly bent, and there was a charming brilliance in her eyes. "Han Zhan, if we can't be lovers, we can still be friends."

Han Zhan looked at Du Xueyan's charming smile, not only did not immediately nod his head to agree, but suddenly his eyes became cold. He said: "Only those who are still in love will be friends. Between you and me, there is no need to be friends."

Hearing this, Du Xueyan's smile froze on her cheeks.

She watched Han Zhan push away the coffee cup and stood up. At the moment she stood up, Du Xueyan suddenly realized that Han Zhan was so tall and her chest was so generous, which gave people a sense of security.

In a daze, Du Xueyan heard Han Zhan say again: "Du Xueyan, don't mess with Song Ci, and don't worry about me. If you want to be your big star, stay safe. Don't worry about me, there is no result."

Han Zhan looked through the window and nodded to the beautiful woman standing on the side of the road outside the coffee shop. Du Xueyan turned her head slowly, and saw that as night fell, Song Ci was waving to Han Zhan. With neon night lights, Song porcelain is more charming and moving than the bustling night in Paris.

Du Xueyan squeezed the coffee cup tightly, and Yu Guang caught a glimpse of Han Zhan walking out from her side, walking straight and unwaveringly towards the girl named Song Ci. It wasn't until their car was far away that Du Xueyan lowered her head and looked at the desktop in front of her, gradually dimming her eyes.

It turns out that it is such an uncomfortable thing for a loved one to put a knife in his heart.

-

As soon as he got in the car, Song Ci asked Han Zhan straightforwardly. "Brother Han, what did you tell Du Xueyan?" She couldn't tolerate sand in her eyes, and she had to ask clearly if she was curious about one thing.

Han Zhan knew that Song Ci would follow up on this matter.

He turned on the recording function of the phone and handed the phone to Song Ci's palm, "I'm recording, you can listen to it yourself." Afraid that Song Ci would be suspicious, Han Zhan specially recorded the sound.

Song Ci was a little surprised.

"Are you still recording?"

Han Zhan nodded, and then said, "Go and see my ex-girlfriend with you behind your back, and record a voice. It's good for you and me." Han Zhan can't afford anything that might misunderstand Song Ci and lose Song Ci. risk.

Song Ci took a deep look at him, and suddenly said, "Han Zhan, it's really miserable to be your ex-girlfriend." Han Zhan was very happy with Du Xueyan. Song Ci was indeed very happy, but when he thought of Han Zhan's love for him in the past Song Ci feels terrible when people who have been so cruel and ruthless.

Knowing what Song Ci was afraid of, Han Zhan turned his head and said to her, "So, you just keep being my current girlfriend obediently."

Song Ci nodded in a complicated mood.

She took the earphones out of her bag and opened the recording file.

After listening to the conversation between Han Zhan and Du Xueyan, Song Ci felt happy, but at the same time could not help lighting a candle for Du Xueyan in his heart.

What a terrible ex.

After having dinner at an old restaurant with a good reputation, Song Ci and Han Zhan went to the Galeries Lafayette for more than an hour.

Song Ci is a fashion wear blogger. Every year when new styles are released, she buys a large number of clothing and shoes and bags. Many clothes are not useful after wearing them a few times. For this reason, Song Ci specially opened a salted fish account for himself, specifically for the second sale of worn brand clothing or shoes and bags.

Han Zhan and Long Yu honestly followed Song Ci and carried things.

Back at the hotel, Song Ci sat on the carpet to clean up his spoils. "Brother Han, this is for you." Song Ci threw a delicate box to Han Zhan.

Han Zhan grabbed the box and looked down. The catalog was surprised. "Audemars Piguet watch?"

"Ok."

Han Zhan opened the box and saw the look of the watch inside the box, a touch of affection flashed in his eyes.

Song Ci chose the Audemars Piguet Royal Oak series ultra-thin tourbillon watch for him. The dial is smoky blue, with a restrained and low-key luxury, which is very suitable for Han Zhan's personality.

Han Zhan couldn't wait to take out the watch and put it on his wrist. He walked to the mirror and looked at it carefully, and he loved it. "Porcelain treasure, very beautiful."

Song Ci smiled and said, "I chose the one carefully, and of course it suits you."

Song Ci arranged all the clothes and hung them in the cabinet. She put aside the clothes to be worn tomorrow, and then went to take a bath. After taking a shower, Song Ci walked out of the bathroom wearing carefully prepared pajamas, only to find that Han Zhan had fallen asleep on the bed.

Song Ci walked to the bed lightly and smoothed Han Zhan's frowning eyebrows after falling asleep.

In order to see himself, he must be busy these days.

In the middle of the night, Song Ci slept drowsily, suddenly feeling out of breath. She frowned, opened her eyes, and saw Han Zhan pressing on her. He undressed, showing his strong muscles, kneeling on her, kissing her shoulder affectionately.

No wonder it is difficult to breathe.

"Brother Han, why are you awake?" Song Ci turned on the wall lamp.

Han Zhan covered Song Ci's eyes with his hands. He said, "Sorry, I was too sleepy last night and fell asleep." Even though he fell asleep, Han Zhan kept thinking about his snacks. When he woke up in the middle of the night and saw Song Ci sleeping beside him in a beautiful dress, Han Zhan decided to be a beast first.

Song Ci was covered with eyes. She wrapped Han Zhan's arms with her hands and asked him, "What do you do with my eyes?"

Han Zhan: "Your eyes are confused, I think I am committing a crime."

Song Ci: "..."

Taking off Han Zhan's hand, Song Ci picked up the phone and checked the time, and found that it was past twelve o'clock.

Song Ci suddenly pushed Han Zhan away, "Wait, the sense of ritual is not enough."

Han Zhan was pushed to sit on the bed, his head tilted, a little dumbfounded. "The arrow is on the string, are you sure you want to reject me?"

Song Cichong Han Zhan put out his tongue mischievously, "The sense of ritual can't be lost, you can wait a while." After that, Song Ci also turned off all the lights in the room.

The room suddenly darkened again, Han Zhan was taken aback, and asked Song Ci curiously: "What did you do earlier?"

Song Ci: "Brother Han is not allowed to peek, I want to prepare, and I will tell you when I'm ready."

"Okay, you are ready to tell me."

"Yeah." Song Ci walked out of the bedroom in the dark.

Han Zhan heard the sound of the zipper closing, he moved his ears, and asked Song Ci, "Is it okay?"

"It's ready soon."

Han Zhan said.

About two minutes later, Han Zhan heard Song Ci say, "It's okay, Brother Han." Her voice became very small, as if coming from a confined space.

Han Zhan opened his eyes and turned on the light, but did not see Song Ci in the room.

He went to the toilet first, then opened the closet, and Song Ci was not seen at all. Han Zhan frowned and went to the small living room. The furnishings in the small living room were simple. Han Zhan could have a panoramic view of the furnishings in the room.

His attention was finally taken away by the suitcase on the ground. This suitcase was brought by Han Zhan today. It is 32 inches and very large. Before Han Zhan squatted down in the suitcase, he coughed and said, "I'm going to unpack it!"

Song Ci didn't say anything, and kept quiet pretending to be mysterious.

Han Zhan felt funny. He slowly unzipped the suitcase, and a piece of black silk fabric fell out of the gap in the suitcase. Han Zhan pulled Song Ci's skirt and said, "Look, I caught a little mouse."

Song Ci laughed out loud.

Hearing a low voice, Han Zhan completely opened the zipper of the box.

However, after he saw Song Ci's posture in the box clearly, his smile suddenly closed.

Song Ci curled up her legs, lying on the bottom of the box very aggrieved, but she was holding a piece of A4 paper in her hand. On the paper, she hurriedly wrote down a paragraph with a pen, which read--

I would like to make a candy to make up for your childhood hardship.

May you shine like a star for the rest of your life.

Han Zhan, happy birthday!

Probably as people get older and older, people's hearts become more and more easily moved. With just a few words, Han Zhan was moved. Han Zhan's eyes were slightly hot, he held his forehead with his hand, and sighed helplessly: "Song Ci, why are you so painful?"

"Otherwise, how can you afford the nickname "Porcelain Treasure"?" Song Ci Chao Han Zhan raised his arms and said coquettishly: "Hurry up and pick me up, it's uncomfortable."

Han Zhan took his gift out of the suitcase.

Holding Song Ci directly into the room, Han Zhan put Song Ci on the bed, and he said, "Now, I'm going to open my gift." This evening, Han Zhan asked Song Ci to be very gentle and gentle. It is the moonlight outside the window.

After being warm, Han Zhan hugged Song Ci's waist and stroked Song Ci's lower abdomen with his right hand, playing with her fingertips gently. He asked Song Ci: "How do you know that today is my birthday?"

Song Ci moved in his arms and said, "I knew it for a long time. I went to the department store to buy you a watch and send it back to China when I first arrived in Paris. It stands to reason that it should be here today."

"Really?" Han Zhan said, "The phone has been turned off while flying, and the express company may have called me." Han Zhan asked Song Ci again: "Where is the address?"

"your company."

"I asked the assistant if he received it."

It was three thirty at night in France, and Wangdongcheng happened to be in the morning. Han Zhan called his assistant, and the assistant told Han Zhan that he had indeed signed for a courier for him at 8:30 this morning, and it was placed in his office.

Upon hearing this, Han Zhan told his assistant: "Take that express away and don't lose it."

"Good Mr. Han."

Hanging up, Han Zhan held Song Ci tighter. "Every day of my birthday, you will be with me, porcelain treasure."

Song Ci nodded, thinking of something, and then said: "I hope that next year, on your birthday, we can add another person to our family. He will accompany you to celebrate your birthday with me."

Han Zhan imagined the scene, throbbing in his heart. "Okay. If we have a child, regardless of male or female, the nickname will be companion, do you think it is good? Companion, I hope he is safe and healthy, and can be with us forever.

Song Ci liked this nickname, "Well, I'll call it Banban."

The two talked, and finally fell asleep, and Song Ci fell asleep first.

Holding Song Ci, Han Zhan stared at her for a long time, and then fell asleep just before dawn.

On the second day, Song Ci took leave of absence with the crew to accompany Han Zhan to eat the food in Paris.

On the third day, Song Ci had to work.

When she went to film, Han Zhan was also graciously accompanied by her side. This time, Han Zhan deliberately wore a high-level customized black suit and tie, and a pair of cold and noble domineering president Fan Er rushed toward him.

When Damien saw Song Ci's husband for the first time, he was shocked by her husband's powerful aura. When filming, Damien is always a little unwilling to let go, and NG has been repeated several times.

Han Zhan is leaving tomorrow. Before leaving, Han Zhan invited all the main actors and directors, as well as the main staff of the crew, to have a delicious dinner in the ASPIC restaurant.

The meal was delicious and expensive, and it succeeded in getting everyone's favor.

After he left, the crew also circulated a legend about Mr. Han's gentleman loving his wife.

Song Ci didn't have many scenes. After Han Zhan left, she spent another twenty days in Paris alone before ushering in the last scene. In this last scene, the scene of Song Ci Chuihai was filmed.

Du Junfei is a picky person. To make a sea scene, he brought the entire crew to the Mediterranean.

In order to pursue realistic film and television effects, Song Ci must perform Shen Hai's play in person. Song Ci suffered from deep-sea phobia due to her previous life. She was worried that she would not be able to make this scene.

After Du Junfei learned that Song Ci had deep sea phobia, he decided to use a substitute for Song Ci.

Song Ci thought for a while, but refused. "The scene is changed and it feels wrong, I still want to try it myself."

"Then try." Du Junfei agreed.

Under the blue sky, the Mediterranean Sea is as beautiful as a blue gem, and a cruise ship sails quietly on the sea.

Kleman also followed Song Ci's last scene, and he sat in the auditorium on the cruise ship where Song Ci was.

The shooting scene was very quiet. Song Ci, wearing a dark green tube top dress, stood on the deck with a violin holding a violin. Song Ci's head was covered with stars in the sky, and she wearing a dark green dress was too beautiful to be true.

Kleiman looked at Song Ci infatually, his eyes gradually becoming deeper...

The ship began to sink. In the process of sinking, someone touched Song Ci. Song Ci's back hit the railing and he fell into the sea. When she fell into the sea, Song Ci still held her violin tightly.

The script reads like this--

[During the escape, someone ran into Rain. She was wearing high heels and couldn't stand firmly. She stepped back a few steps, and her waist hit the railing. She rolled and fell into the sea, everything happened in a flash. When she fell into the sea, she was still holding her violin.

The sea was cold, and she was gradually swallowed by the sea.

Rain sank to the bottom of the sea with her violin, and it was Kleiman who delivered the love of a lifetime. 】

Song Ci took a sigh of relief when she fell into the water, but her fear made her forget how to swim. She knew that Du Junfei had arranged lifeguards to hide in the water, and that her life was not in danger.

Her body was swallowed by sea water, and her fear and fear made her struggle constantly. During the struggle, Song Ci forgot Du Junfei's previous instructions. She opened her mouth and the sea water poured into her mouth.

It seemed that Song Ci had returned to the night when the car accident happened in the previous life. She was lying alone on the bank of the Yulongyuan River, with blood dripping from her eyes. She looked at the billowing river in the night, her body cold. ..

At this moment, Song Ci seemed to see someone leaping towards her.

It must be a lifeguard sent by the head.

Song Ci lost consciousness and was taken to the deck of the next ship.

Someone was pressing her chest to give her a cardiopulmonary resuscitation. Song Ci heard someone crying and cried and said in English: "Don't die, Rain!"

"Rain, please, don't die."

Seeing the drowning girl still did not wake up, Kleman's wrinkled hands trembled. "Jiang Shiyu, please, open your eyes and look at me."

Jiang Shiyu...

Jiang Shiyu?

"Ahem!" Song Ci suddenly opened his mouth and coughed out a few mouthfuls of sea water.

"She is awake!" Du Junfei breathed a sigh of relief, and then stopped pressing Song Ci's chest and helped her up.

Song Ci leaned against Du Junfei's arms. She looked at Kleman and saw Kleman's hands shaking constantly, and her mouth repeatedly said: "Jiang Shiyu, no death, no death... ."

Knowing what happened to Kleman, Song Ci looked at Kleman's eyes and suddenly became extremely compassionate.

Song Ci slowly raised his hand and pinched Kleman's cold hand.

Kleiman was stunned when his hand was held. He stopped talking to himself and slowly looked up at Song Ci. Those old eyes were full of anxiety, fear, and tears.

Song Ci lowered his head and kissed Kleman's finger.

"Kleman, I'm fine."

Kleman stared at Song Ci for a long, long time, and then calmed down.

He took his hand out of Song Ci's palm. He slowly stood up, turned and walked into the cabin. As he walked, he said to himself: "Rain is dead, Rain is dead, my Rain is dead, she is not Rain."

Du Junfei told Song Ci: "Kleiman's illness has occurred."

Song Ci said, "I'll go see him."

"You better go take a shower and change your clothes. Don't catch a cold."

"okay."

-

The ship docked on the coast of Palermo, Sicily, Italy.

Kleman stood by the road facing the sea, looking out at the dark sea at night. Hearing the sound of footsteps approaching, Kleman didn't look back. He looked at the sea, his eyes full of reminiscence.

Song Ci stood beside Kleman, the sea breeze was strong, she wrapped her coat tightly, and stood quietly with Kleman.

Kleman said to himself: "I have been to the Mediterranean after she fell into the sea. I wandered in this sea for a month, but I did not find her, not even her bones."

How desperate is it to find the bones of a lover in the vast sea?

Song Ci turned his head and looked at Coleman's old face.

Thinking of the last time I met in Wangdong City, Kleman asked when his mother died. Presumably by then, Kleman had already recognized that she was Jiang Shiyu's daughter.

Song Ci feels distressed for Kleiman.

Her mother is really a confession, making many outstanding men crazy about it. The autistic genius pianist Kleiman, the proud drug lord Edward, the honest and gentle father...

"Kleman, she is dead." Despite being cruel, Song Ci still had to let Kleman recognize reality, "Kleman, you can't wait for your Jiang Shiyu."

Kleman's lips moved, as if he was about to cry.

"You look very similar to your mother when you were young, especially the way you played the violin." Kleiman picked up the violin in front of him, and he handed the violin to Song Ci and said, "This is me. Your mother's piano found at sea."

Song Ci was taken aback.

She looked down at the piano, and through the faint street lamp, saw the name engraved on the piano——

Rain.

Song Ci held the piano with trembling hands. She licked her lips and told Kleiman: "Thank you for keeping this piano for my mother, Kleiman."

The night was blowing Song Ci's long hair, and her white face was covered with sadness. The silent Song Ci was more like the Rain of Kleman's memory. Kleiman suddenly said: "Can you play "The-Rose" for me?"

The-Rose is the song in the 1979 old movie "Tears of Singing", an English song that has been circulating for decades.

Kleiman told Song Ci: "Rain played this piece for me on my birthday. For so many years, I can always remember that melody." Kleiman began to hum. He was very talented in piano, but The singing is not good, and the humming is not pleasant.

Song Ci listened to Kleiman's humming, and in the night, she lifted the violin in her left hand and held the bow in her right hand, playing the classic popular tune.

Kleman seemed to be in a forest where the sun was rising early in the morning, and a faint mist gently brushed his face.

The gentle and lingering piano sound brought Coleman back to the midsummer night thirty-six years ago. Rain stood in the yard of his house, wearing a white skirt playing the song The-Rose, and plucking the roses in the yard, pinning the roses to his ears, smiling and saying to him: "Ke Lyman, You-are-my-rose."

Roses represent love in the West.

Jiang Shiyu said that Kleiman is her love.

Unconsciously, Kleiman was already in tears.

At the end of the playing, Song Ci held the violin. She looked at Colleman with tears on her face and told him softly: "This violin is well protected by you, Colleman, I will cherish it well."

Kleman said nothing.

The autistic Keleman doesn't like to have close contact with people, but after a brief hesitation, he gently hugged Song Ci.

Song Ci was stunned, did not resist, but stretched out his arms and gently embraced Kleman.

This is a farewell hug.

Kleiman let go of Song Ci, said nothing, turned and left.

The road winded along the arc of the coastline, Kleman walked through the winding road, and Yu Yu walked alone. Since his mother's death, he will never be willing to accompany him again, and he will live alone for the rest of his life.

The night was deep, and the waves slapped on the reef, and Kleiman suddenly heard the sound of a piano.

twinkle Twinkle Little Star.

The sky is everywhere, little stars.

Kleman paused, and he slowly turned his head back to look at the young girl with a big smile behind him.

Kleman smiled suddenly.

He turned around and continued his prelude, while walking, singing: "Twinkle-twinkle-little-star, How-I-wonder-what-you-are..."

-

Sending Kleman away, Song Ci stayed alone at the beach for a while, feeling cold, then turned back to the hotel. She disliked the high heels and was tired, so she took off the high heels, holding the high heels in one hand and the piano in the other, and walked back to the hotel.

In the cold night, there are few pedestrians on the street, but there are a few vehicles.

Song Ci walked for more than ten minutes before returning to the hotel. Long Yu had been following her not far and near, and seeing Song Ci back to the hotel, he thought that the cigarettes were gone, so he went to buy them.

Song Ci put on shoes at the entrance of the hotel, walked into the lobby, turned a corner and entered the elevator.

The elevator door opened, and after Song Ci walked in, she illuminated the floor where she was. Song Ci looked down at the violin in her hand again. Before, she had dim eyesight outside, and she did not see the violin clearly.

The lights in the elevator were bright, and Song Ci realized that although the piano was old, the body of the piano was very shiny. At first glance, it was a treasure that was carefully cared for.

At this moment, Song Ci heard a sound of footsteps.

The footsteps are very regular and heavy.

Song Ci looked up curiously and saw five men in black coming over. Two in the front and two in the back, surrounded by a tall handsome man. Han Zhan is the tall man Song Ci has seen, but this man is taller than Han Zhan.

The man has a wide shoulders, narrow waist and narrow legs, wearing a black-gray loose long windbreaker, ******, and his eyes are cold and windy when walking.

Song Ci had heard of how big a guy here in Sicily, she instinctively met a big guy.

Song Ci stepped back silently, until his heels pressed against the elevator, and there was no way to retreat, Song Ci stopped moving.

When the group of people saw a woman in the elevator, they hesitated a little, and then walked in. Song Ci noticed that even after entering the elevator, the man in the windbreaker was protected by the other four.

Sitting alone in an elevator with five sturdy men, Song Ci's spirit was highly tense, and his eyes did not dare to flutter.

Several people were talking, speaking in Italian, and Song Ci couldn't understand a word.

When the elevator reached the 9th floor, Song Ci realized that the group of people in front had to go out. She waited for the boss to go out first, and then went out.

Seeing that Song Ci was trailing out behind him, the man with glasses suddenly turned around and squinted at her with a temperatureless look.

Song Ci, who is very eager to survive, raised his hands and explained in a low voice, "I live here."

The man was still looking at her, frowning slightly, looking suspicious of her.

Song Ci could only take out the room card number, and his passport ID, and said to the other party in English: "I am a customer of this store, I am Chinese, you see, I have an ID card and a passport."

Song Ci had a sense of fear that he would be killed and thrown away at any time. The knuckles of both hands holding the ID card were stiff.

The man glanced at her again, then turned and left.

Song Ci waited for them to walk away before returning to his room with the same hands.

After returning to the room, Song Ci hurriedly tucked herself into the bed and hid in the bed for a long time before he warmed up. Sicily is terrible, she must buy a ticket to fly home as soon as possible tomorrow.

Song Ci called Long Yu.

"Madam?" Long Yu bit his cigarette and squatted at the hotel entrance to smoke.

Song Ci asked: "Where are you?"

Long Yu said: "Smoking downstairs."

Song Ci told him: "Don't smoke, come up, you will sleep in my next room tonight."

Long Yu stood up, put out the smoke, walked into the hotel, and asked Song Ci: "Madam, what happened?"

Song Ci told Long Yu what he had just experienced. After listening to Long Yu, he told Song Ci: "Madam take a good rest. Don't listen to what you shouldn't listen to, don't watch what you shouldn't, nothing will happen."

Song Ci hid herself under the quilt, so what else did she watch and listen to! "I won't mess around, I'll go to bed right away, and you will come back soon."

"it is good."

Long Yu returned to the 9th floor, knocked on Song Ci's room door, and told Song Ci: "Ma'am, I'm back, I'm sleeping next to you, don't worry."

Song Ci's voice came out of the room: "...OK."

Song Ci thought to herself, next time you travel far away, you must bring a female bodyguard, and if you encounter this situation again, you can sleep with the female bodyguard. But having said that, this kind of situation is rare, and it may happen once in a lifetime.

Song Ci didn't tell Han Zhan about this, and didn't want to worry Han Zhan.

Early the next morning, Song Ci went downstairs to have breakfast with Du Junfei and the others. Her plot is finished, she will return to China after breakfast.

The heating was turned on in the hotel. When Song Ci came downstairs to the hotel restaurant in a dress, Du Junfei and the actor who played Lime had already arrived at the restaurant.

The three of them had breakfast together. Song Ci said a few words to Lime, and then he approached Du Junfei and asked Du Junfei: "Second Lord, how do you rate me for my performance this time?"

Du Junfei pointed to the eggs on the plate.

Song Ci raised his eyebrows and was about to cry in anger. "What do you mean? Zero points?"

Du Junfei put the fork on the left side of the egg.

Song Ci suddenly opened his eyes and smiled, "How about it?"

Du Junfei hummed.

After making Song Ci amused enough, Du Junfei asked Song Ci: "What time is your plane?"

Song Ci said: "At half past eleven."

"Our flight is ten o'clock, so we can't go there anymore." Du Junfei wiped his mouth with a napkin. He said to Song Ci, "Your husband is not bad for money. Next time I return to China, you have to invite me to the Expensive restaurant for dinner."

Song Ci slapped her chest and said, "No problem!"

After they separated from Du Junfei in the restaurant, Song Ci saw that it was still early and wanted to go to the beach.

Putting on a trench coat, Song Ci came to the beach.

Mondello beach is very famous in the local area, and the soft sand is very comfortable to step on. Some girls who love beauty are not afraid of the cold, they have put on bikinis and lie on the beach to enjoy the sun.

Song Ci stared at the good figures of those girls, thinking: IMHO, everyone here is rubbish. When I take off my clothes, your sister will not look good enough.

Thinking about it, Song Ci would not go to change bikinis to fight with them.

The sun was basking, and Song Ci also felt a little hot. She took off her coat and shoes, and stepped on the soft white sand with her coat and shoes, and walked slowly along the coastline.

Song Ci came to a sandy bay with few people. Seeing some small shells on the ground, she put down her clothes and shoes, squatted on the beach, and looked for shells in the sand with her hands.

She didn't plan to take them away, she just thought they were pretty, she wanted to find them out and wash them, and take a few photos as a memento.

Song Ci had just dug two or three shells, and suddenly heard a magnetic male voice on top of his head saying: "The shells of the deep sea are beautiful. They are all waste." This person spoke in Chinese, although his accent No, but the pronunciation of every word is correct.

Song Ci held a small shell, turned his head in amazement, and saw a tall man standing behind him.

The man wore only a pair of beach pants and sunglasses, covering his eyes, showing a sharp, handsome face. He has a **** tanned skin, and every muscle on his body is full of explosive power.

Sexy, but also a fatal threat.

Seeing him, Song Ci's pupils suddenly shrank into two small spots.

It was the man in the trench coat last night!

Song Ci got a chill on her back, and she slowly stood up, only to realize that she had just reached the height of her chin. Song Ci took a step back, looked up at the man, and asked him, "Are you following me?"

The man said: "This beach is mine."

The man's hand pointed to a bulletin board not far away, and Song Ci looked over and saw a paragraph of Italian.

she was:"..."

She cannot understand Italian.

Song Ci felt sorry for breaking into someone else's private lead. "Sorry, I'm leaving now." Song Ci picked up the clothes and shoes, turned around and left. At this moment, two men in black came out from somewhere.

They directly stood in front of Song Ci, blocking her whereabouts.

Song Ci subconsciously wanted to ask for help, but she tried to stay calm, spoke as calmly as possible, and told the man: "Sir, my bodyguard is waiting for me by the car on the roadside. I told him that I will only go out and hang out. An hour."

She looked at the watch studded with diamonds on her wrist, and said, "Half an hour away, and ten minutes." Her heart beats extremely fast, but her expression is still calm and calm. "My husband is a very powerful and powerful person in China. If something happens to me here, he will never give up."

The man watched her talking with his arms folded. When she finished speaking, his left index finger tapped a few times on the right arm before he smiled and said, "Little cute, I won't eat you."

Song Ci got goose bumps from the sound of "cute".

Reaching out his hand to **** the small shell from Song Ci, the man squeezed the small shell into slag.

Song Ci's eyelids jumped wildly, feeling that it was not the shells that were crushed, but her bones.

"Want to see the most beautiful shell?" The man lowered his head and said to her: "Wait for fifteen minutes." After that, he took off his sunglasses and put on diving goggles. Without diving equipment on his back, he just jumped into the sea.

Song Ci was stunned by the man's manipulation.

Being guarded by two big men, one by one, Song Ci couldn't leave at all. She held her clothes and stood erect on the shore, looking at the turbulent Mediterranean.

Song Ci looked down at his watch. Ten minutes had passed. Before seeing the man emerge from the sea, Song Ci felt that he might be dead.

She was a little uneasy, and asked the big man beside her in English: "Did your boss drown in the sea?"

The two seemed to be deaf and silent.

Song Ci curled his lips.

Two minutes later, when Song Ci thought that another corpse would be added to this Mediterranean Sea, the man emerged from the sea.

Are you a human? How did he hold his breath in the sea for ten minutes?

Song Ci stared at the neurotic man in shock and said nothing.

The man took off his diving goggles and approached Song Ci on the waves. He held a large fan-shaped shell in his right hand, and wiped the sea water off his face with the palm of his left hand, his movements were a bit wild.

Stepping to stand in front of Song Ci, the man suddenly reached out to the bodyguard.

The bodyguard is like a roundworm in a man's stomach, knowing all his thoughts. He took out a knife and handed it to the man. With a knife in his right hand, the man scraped the meat from the shell in a few motions and threw it on the beach.

He handed the cleaned shells to Song Ci and said, "Little cutie, a present for you."

Song Ci: "..."

She looked down at the shell, and on the back of the fan-shaped shell, a light blue color was faintly visible.

It's really beautiful.

The man added very intimately: "I heard that China's customs are very strict. I have scraped off the shells. You can take these shells back to your country."

Hearing that, Song Ci still did not reach out to pick up the shells.

Seeing Song Ci's slow motion, the man suddenly smiled. He played with the shell and suddenly said, "Hough will be happy to see the gift I gave you."

Song Ci was a little confused. "Hough?" When Song Ci heard the name for the first time, she said to the man, "Sorry, I don't know the man named Hough."

"Oh, I forgot. Since he was picked up by that old man, he changed his name." The man bent down, his face close to Song Ci's. He stared at Song Ci's brown eyes with gray-blue eyes, and said softly, "Han Zhan, is he called by this name now?"

Song Ci:!

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Come, guess the identity of this person.

A. A wild and enchanting supporting actor who pursues Song Ci; B, Han Zhan’s enemy; C, Song Ci’s brother