Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

The clap of applause was the affirmation of all the guests to Han Zhan.

Song Ci clapped hardest, and the palms of the hands were red. Standing on the high platform, Han Zhan looked over to Song Ci and saw Song Ci clapping vigorously, feeling pain in her palms.

Under the stage, many bigwigs who had been suppressed by Zeus International in commercial establishments have criticized Han Zhan as a high-sounding hypocrite.

Beautiful words speak smoothly, but the heart is extremely dark.

Despite this, they still had to applaud Han Zhan with all smiles. Who made countless cameras facing their faces?

Han Zhan's pretending to be tall and tall, this speech will probably appear in textbooks and test papers when it is released.

Han Zhan left the field holding the trophy. Once he took his seat and waited for the camera to move away, he asked Song Ci in a low voice, "Well, does my improvising Yan Jiang sound full of positive energy?"

He was moved by Gen Zhengmiaohong's self.

Song Ci endured a smile and nodded, "Brother Han is great, and I am not as good as you in writing." This is more than excellent, it is simply beautiful!

Han Zhan touched Song Ci's head indifferently, and answered without humility: "So, this is why I can be the boss of Zeus International, but you can only be the boss."

Song Ci heard the deep slander in Han Zhan's words, and couldn't help but slapped him.

When the banquet was over, Song Ci brushed his Weibo and saw the official website of Zeus International reposted the video of Han Zhan winning and speaking. Underneath, tens of thousands of people were blowing Han Zhan's rainbow fart.

Some people praised Han Zhan for being handsome, others praised Han Zhangen for Zheng Miaohong, and of course, some people praised Song Ci for good vision.

Song Ci secretly tilted his head to look at Han Zhan. Under the dim light, Han Zhan was dozing off with his head down, combing his hair back, revealing his handsome face.

It's so handsome how you look, even sleeping like sleeping.

Song Ci couldn't help but stretched out his index finger, sliding down Han Zhan's forehead, along the roots of the mountain and the tip of his nose.

She moved very lightly, said she was touching, more like molesting.

As soon as his fingers slipped into Han Zhan's people, Han Zhan suddenly opened his mouth and bit Song Ci's finger. Song Ci was surprised and tried to extract it, but failed.

Han Zhan licked Song Ci's fingertips, making Song Ci a blush, and then let him go.

Staring sideways at Song Ci's shy appearance, Han Zhan's heart became hot, and on impulse, he suddenly said to Long Yu: "Bring over and stop, Long Brother, you go back first."

Long Yu was stunned, and then asked stupidly: "What's wrong? Mr. Han?" He was in no hurry tonight.

Han Zhan said, "Brother Long is no longer young. It's time to find a girlfriend. Recently, the street is lively in the evening. You should also go check it out. Maybe you can meet Sister Long."

Long brother: "Oh."

Brother Long got out of the car obediently, and while taking out his cell phone to ask Da She to drive to pick him up, he wondered why Mr. Han suddenly cared about his personal love life.

After more than a hundred meters, Long Ge realized the meaning of Han Zhan's words.

Oh shit!

He is stupid!

Mr. Han is really a beast, this is outdoor!

Long Yu was a little sad, and really wanted to fall in love.

Long Yu knelt down at the foot of the mountain and blew the cold wind, waiting for the big snake to pick him up.

In the car, Han Zhan slowly loosened the collar pin, revealing the seductive collarbone hidden in the shirt, and the chest that was whiter because of being held for a long time.

Song Ci squinted and watched Han Zhan seduce her with interest.

After Han Zhan unbuttoned three or four shirts, there was a tendency that he couldn't stop. Song Ci then reminded Han Zhan: "Brother Han, your injury is not healed."

Han Zhan stopped for a while.

He looked at Song Ci encouragingly and tempted her: "I know, so you come."

Song Ci moved, but he didn't move.

Song Ci: "..."

Oh, she forgot to do this.

The two returned home, it was eleven.

Zhong Buhui is still up and running in the yard. Seeing Han Zhan driving back by himself, his hair was messy when he got out of the car, and the hair on his head seemed to have been ruthlessly ravaged with his hands.

"Zhan Zhan, why didn't you come back so late?" Zhong Buhui said to the room, he said, "The old man knows the news of your award and is happy to send red envelopes on WeChat. He wanted to congratulate you in person. But after waiting for a long time without seeing a figure, I slept first."

Han Zhan said: "I had a late supper outside and I came back late."

Han Zhan told Zhong Buhui: "Uncle Zhong went to bed earlier."

After speaking, he pulled Song Ci out of the car.

Song Ci bowed his head and said hello to Uncle Zhong, and entered the house with Han Zhan. Back in the room, Song Ci took off the soiled skirt and hurried to take a shower.

After the shower, Song Ci was embarrassed to send the dress for dry cleaning.

She stared at the dirty dress and said sadly: "What should I do, Han Zhan, this dress will be scrapped by hand washing. I am embarrassed to send it to dry cleaning."

Han Zhan: "Then don't."

"I just wore it once."

Han Zhan pointed to Song Ci's clothes in the room and said, "Which of your dresses have you worn twice?"

Oh too.

Han Zhan was a little tired and lay down.

Song Ci took a bath and resurrected on the spot. She was holding Han Zhan's trophy, touching and kissing, as if it were her big baby. "Where do we put this?"

Song Cixiang's own child took the double-percent test, and he was too happy.

Han Zhan just wanted to sleep. Hearing that, he said, "Just let it go."

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The next morning, when Han Zhan was full and came downstairs refreshed, he saw his trophy placed on the small table in the living room.

In the past, all the tea tins of the old man were kept there. In this position, anyone who comes in can catch it at the first sight.

Han Zhan, an old man, stared at the trophy and felt ashamed.

"Porcelain treasure, did you put this?" Han Zhan opened the dining chair and sat down with Song Ci.

Song Ci pointed to Han Aoyu, who was walking leisurely outside the house on crutches, and smiled, "It's Grandpa, she took the initiative to ask me for the trophy this morning, saying that this is Guangzong Yaozu's business, and it must be placed in the most conspicuous place."

Han Zhan was helpless.

Looking around, but didn't see the two little guys, Han Zhan said, "Where are the cubs?" The cubs generally get up earlier than Han Zhan.

Song Ci said, "Go for a walk."

The sun is out, and the air on the top of the mountain is fresh, very suitable for walking.

"Ok."

They just finished breakfast when Song Ci's cell phone rang.

"Woo, it's Oriana."

Song Ci glanced at Han Zhan, vaguely guessing the purpose of Oriana's call.

Sure enough, Oriana said: "Su Wen's DNA search result came out, and the search library found Su Wen's brother." Oriana stared at Su Wen standing in a daze by the French window of the hotel, and said distressedly: "Alan is his brother."

Hearing that, Song Ci was both happy and sad.

If Allen was still alive, he would definitely jump up happily when he heard the news.

Hanging up the phone, Song Ci put down her phone and raised her head to meet Han Zhan's inquiring gaze. She pursed her lips and nodded, before whispering, "Su Wen is Alan's younger brother. The result came from Xunqinku. The news is accurate and there is nothing wrong."

Hearing that, Han Zhan was not surprised, after all, he had already expected it.

"Will he come over today?"

"meeting."

"Ok."

Han Zhan thought for a while, got up and said, "I'm going to make a call."

Some distance away, Song Ci heard Han Zhan mention Lao Zheng, prison and other words.

Han Zhan hung up and came back. He said to Song Ci: "The boss who was killed by Allen had a close brother who was arrested and sentenced for drug trafficking. He may be the only one who understands the grievances between Allen and the boss. people."

"The truth that Su Wen wants to know, that person should know."

Song Ci suddenly realized, "So you were calling just now to find that person's prison?"

"Ok."

"where is it?"

"In Wanyu County."

Wanyu County is where the prison of Wangdong City is located. There are men’s prisons, women’s prisons, and prisons for severe prisoners. It will not take a long time to drive there.

Song Ci said: "Wait later, accompany him to take a look. By the way, I haven't visited your Zeus Air Travel Company yet."

Han Zhan said: "The tourist company building has not been completed yet."

"I want to take a look, too."

"That's it, I'll accompany you."

Han Zhan didn't recover well, and his workload was small. It would be fine to steal a day.

After a while, Han Miao and Han Jun returned from a walk. Han Jun will also stand. After the meeting, the sisters love to walk back and forth with the sofa and chair.

In order to make it easier for them to play, the old man simply put the sofa in the tea room into a circle, shut them in, and put toys for them to play.

The ocean ball park Song Ci ordered for them on the Internet has also arrived.

The helper washed the ocean ball and toy mats, put them outside to dry, and put them back in the crib at night. Song Ci helped wash it together.

When the things were just washed, Su Wen and Oriana arrived.

After getting off the car, Su Wen became more silent.

Oriana nodded to Song Ci before asking, "Where is Hough?"

Song Ci pointed upstairs, "He has a meeting, and it will end in 20 minutes."

Looking at Su Wen behind Oriana, Song Ci said again: "Su Wen, we will take you to an insider later. He knows what happened when you and Allen separated."

Su Wen didn't say anything as if he hadn't heard this.

Oriana heard the laughter of the nieces, she asked Su, "I'll go see the children."

"You go."

After Oriana entered the house, Su Wen sat down on the coffee chair in the yard. He has been in a daze, probably because he was irritated by the fact that Allen was his brother.

Song Ci washed his hands and went into the house to make a cup of coffee for Su Wen.

When Song Ci came out with coffee, Su Wen finally changed his posture. He no longer stared at a certain flower in a daze, but lowered his head and played with a small stone in his hand.

Song Ci put two cups of coffee on the small table.

"Sue asked, would you like a cup of coffee?"

Hearing this, Su Wen turned his head slowly and looked at Song Ci.

Seeing the caring color in Song Ci's eyes, Su Wen picked up the coffee and took a sip. It was a coffee brewed with charcoal roasted coffee beans. It had almost no sour taste. It tasted rich and sweet, but it was very bitter.

Seeing Su Wen frowning, Song Ci explained with a smile: "Sorry, I am the only one at home who loves coffee. This is my favorite coffee bean."

Su Wen expressed understanding.

This coffee is the devil. The first sip is not good, but after you drank it, you want to take the second sip.

Su Wen held the cup and sipped it one by one. Song Ci sat down in another chair, accompanied Su Wen, drinking coffee silently.

Song Ci was looking at the bare tree trunk outside the courtyard in a daze, when he heard Su asked, "Was he in pain when he died?"

Song Ci turned to look at Su Wen.

Su Wen lowered his head, his eyelashes were long when he lowered his eyes.

The warm sun of early winter sprinkled on the pair of curled eyelashes, and the eyes were melancholy and shiny. Unlike Allen's serious and rough appearance, his younger brother Su Wen is much more refined.

Song Ci shook her head. She said, "Alan died instantly. When the explosion happened, Alan subconsciously protected me. I fainted for a few minutes. When I woke up, Alan still had a breath."

"He entrusted his last words to me and left."

"Last words?" Su Wen was silent for a while, then asked in a low voice, "What is his last word? Is it convenient to tell me?"

"of course."

Since learning that Su Wen is coming today, Song Ci went upstairs to fetch the picture given by Allen. She kept the picture in her coat pocket.

Song Ci took out the photo and handed it to Su.

Su Wen did not reach out to pick it up.

He just looked down at the picture, his eyes were strange and blank.

This should be a family photo of a family of four, but the position of the other man in the photo was cut off by Allen with scissors.

There are still three people left in the picture, two children and a woman in a gray sweater. The woman was pretty pretty, she looked a bit similar to Su Wen, she should be Su Wen's mother.

The older brother Allen in the photo is wearing a red sweater and long black corduroy pants, rolled up in two.

At that time, when parents buy clothes for their children, they will deliberately buy larger ones. The older children wear them for a few years, and the younger children can continue to wear them.

The younger brother Su Wen, who stood side by side with Allen, was just over four years old. He wears a furry hat, a black leather jacket with a little torn leather, and black corduroy pants. There is a picture of the gourd baby on the pants.

In 1986, the Gourd Baby cartoon was officially released. When Su Wen was four or five years old, Gourd Baby was a well-known seven brothers, and their shadows can be seen on every black and white TV.

Su Wen looked at the photo blankly, but could no longer find out what his brother looked like and what his mother looked like in his mind. He remembered some things, but couldn't remember the looks of his relatives.

Song Ci kept holding the picture, looking at Su Wen's ecstatic appearance, and told him: "Alan has been carrying this picture next to his body. This is the only picture he has kept."

Only then did Su Wen hold the photo.

He placed the photo on his thigh and stroked it gently. "It turns out that my mother looks like this." He couldn't remember the appearance of this poor woman, only remembered, but remembered that his mother was blue and purple when she hung herself.

"Alan, please, I must continue to help him find his brother. If he finds his brother, he asks me to tell him a word."

Hearing this, Su Wen just raised his head and looked at Song Ci suspiciously.

"What does he want you to tell me?"

Song Ci said, "He said: Xiaojun, I didn't want you, I didn't leave you behind." Xiaojun, it should be Su Wen's real name.

Su Wen's eyes narrowed slightly.

He stalked his neck, turned his head and looked away, his eyes gradually turning red.

Song Ci drank her coffee, she got up, went to the tea room, and saw Oriana talking to the children.

Oriana was whispering in Italian, Han Miao and Han Jun looked at Oriana like aliens, and they didn't understand what the sister was talking about.

Oriana saw Song Ci coming in. She looked like an aggrieved student and saw the teacher. She rushed to complain to Song Ci, "What's the matter Song, why are your two children looking stupid?"

Song Ci held back a smile and said, "Similarly, they look at you and think you are stupid."

Oriana shook her head straight, "Don't you understand me?"

"As long as you know."

Oriana gave up getting along with the children.

"I'm leaving, the children are so unlovable."

Before leaving, Oriana took out two...bank cards from her bag. Oriana slipped the bank card into Han Miao and Han Jun's hands and told them: "Take it, a gift from my aunt."

Song Ci was stunned by Oriana's operation, "What does this mean?"

Oriana said: "I heard that in China, the first time I saw a child from a loved one, I would give red envelopes." Oriana shrugged and said: "I don't know where to buy red envelopes. Their bank cards are ready."

Pointing to the bank card in the palms of the children, Oriana said: "The password is behind the card, you keep it."

Song Ci hurriedly took out the bank card from Han Miao and Han Jun. Han Miao's was very easy to handle, but Han Jun held the card as hard as he did to protect the baby.

Song Ci didn't dare to pull hard, fearing that the bank card would cut his sister's hand.

"Jun Jun, loosen this, OK? Mom still has a lot. I'll give you another one later, OK?" No matter how Song Ci coaxed, Han Jun still pinched the bank card very tightly.

This looks like a small money fan.

Song Ci was helpless.

Upon seeing this, Oriana also laughed. She squeezed Han Jun's cheek and praised her: "I have been a miser since I was a child!"

"Okay, this is something I specially prepared for them, so don't refuse it anymore." Oriana said a hateful statement. She said: "Except for money and Su Wen, I have nothing, don't be too little."

Song Ci was silent for a second, and cursed the evil rich man in his heart.

She hesitated and didn't know how to deal with this matter.

After Han Zhan finished the work, Song Ci told Han Zhan the matter again. Han Zhan listened and said, "Keep the card away, and she will give it to you.

"I heard Oriana's tone, this card seems to have a lot of money, just keep it like this?" Song Ci felt that there was too much money, and felt a burden.

Han Zhan told Song Ci: "Porcelain Bao, don't you know Oriana is the richest woman in Italy?"

Song Ci:?

What the hell?

Oriana is the richest woman in Italy?

"You really don't know." Han Zhan was a little surprised. He said, "Oriana's mother is a businesswoman. My father married her because of her ability to accumulate wealth."

"And Oriana, has studied business with her mother since she was a child. After her mother died, she took over all the industries under her mother's name. She is the well-deserved richest woman in Italy."

In Italy, Oriana is known as the pearl of the Mediterranean, she is the beauty that men want to marry most.

Because she is rich! Have a look! And high IQ!

In Italy, everyone is proud of who can date Oriana for a night. If anyone can marry Oriana, it is because the ancestors have smoked and accumulated virtue.

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