Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

Song Ci's quiet departure did not attract the attention of the protagonist and the Mo family.

At this time, everyone's attention was focused on the three strange young people who came suddenly. They all stared at the yellow skirt girl with curiosity and confusion. Which fairy is this? Why have never seen it before?

What kind of magical medicine is the medicine in her hand?

If it weren't for the miracle medicine, it would be impossible for the old man Long to show his ecstatic expression after seeing the pill.

You know, Long Family is not only a family of pharmaceuticals, but also a large family of drug research and development, and Mr. Long himself is also a respected old Chinese doctor!

Could it be a miracle medicine that can make him so excited?

Mo Fengying held the wooden box in both hands, her voice was gentle and gentle, and it made people feel comfortable listening: "Grandpa Long, this is a gift my father asked me to bring to you. This pill is called'Fengchun Pill'. Presumably Grandpa Long knew him too."

"Fengchun Pills" can rejuvenate the dead wood after eating. Of course, the old man Long knows!

Mr. Long has a deep friendship with the Mo family, and of course he has heard of a special medicine called "Fengchun Wan" in the Mo family. This medicine can make the dying person recover in the shortest possible time, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it has the effect of killing people.

Elder Long excitedly caught the wooden box with both hands. He held the box, looked down at the pill, smelled the fragrance of the medicine at close range, and couldn't help showing an intoxicated expression.

"Your father really values ​​my old thing, such a precious thing, I have to keep it in good health."

"Miss Mo, please come to your seat!"

When the congratulatory gift arrived, Mo Fengying took two entourages and sat down on the seat with table No. 1.

Coincidentally, Han Zhan and his wife were also arranged at table 1.

For this birthday party tonight, seats are arranged according to status and relationship. Seeing the previous little girl sitting at the same table with Han Zhan, everyone's expressions were even more unpredictable.

Han Zhan was also a little surprised.

But what he was surprised was not that Mo Fengying's position would be at table 1, but that he was puzzled about the reason why Mo Fengying appeared here.

In his impression of the Mo family, the Mo family should be a low-key, secluded family. Very few people in the world know the existence of the Mo family.

Although Mr. Long is indeed a distinguished person, there is no need to alarm the young lady of the Mo family to come to congratulate him in person.

The Mo family changed from the low-key before and took the high-profile line. Is this going to be born?

A large family of hidden worlds suddenly decided to be born, either because they had reached the end of the mountain and tried to find another way out, or they could not resist the temptation and wanted to make money.

After all, no matter how powerful the family is, without money, it can't survive.

The Mo family's medical skills are superb, definitely not the first case. Then, it can only be the second case.

Also, with the influx of Western medicine, the status of Chinese medicine is getting lower and lower. Now everyone is sick, and they are more willing to go to Chinese medicine. After all, Chinese medicine is effective and the results of surgery are immediate.

Han Zhan put down the wine glass in his hand and said in his heart: It is not that people lack money, but that he lacks nothing.

Knowing what the other party lacks, then he can do what he wants.

Mo Fengying sat down beside Han Zhan across an empty seat. Seeing an acquaintance here again, Mo Fengying was slightly surprised.

"Mr. Han, we meet again."

Han Zhan glanced at the space between them, guessing that Mo Fengying had reserved the position for Song Ci, and smiled: "It's a coincidence, I didn't expect to see Miss Mo in such a lively place."

"Mr. Han joked, Mr. Long is an old friend of our Mo family. When he was young, he also went to my Mo family to study, and he is considered a student of the Mo family."

"The old man's birthday banquet must come."

The two talked briefly, and they saw Song Ci returning.

Seeing Song Ci walking by from a distance, Mo Fengying's eyes lit up.

Earlier in Sunshin City, although Mo Fengying had seen Song Ci, Song Ci was very low-key dressed at that time. Mo Fengying only paid attention to Mr. Chen's body and did not pay much attention to Song Ci.

After returning, in order to find out the whereabouts of the medicine man, Mo Fengying retrieved the identity information of everyone he met that day.

I've heard about the reputation of Wangdongcheng Song Beauty. At that time, Mo Fengying thought that the first beauty was nothing more than that. But when I saw it today, I saw Song Ci under the costume, and Mo Fengying knew the beauty of Song Ci, the first lady. , Is half worthy.

Such beauty is really not what the girls of their Mo family can compare.

Song Ci seated gracefully next to Han Zhan, pressing her chest carefully when she sat down to prevent it from passing out. After sitting down, she turned her head and smiled at Mo Fengying, "Miss Mo, I'm seeing you again."

Mo Fengying smiled and nodded, "Mrs. Han, I suddenly thought of a word when I saw you."

"Oh?"

Mo Fengying said: "You are the most beautiful, and the one who can beat you is only you the next time you dress up."

Upon hearing this, Song Ci was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled. "Miss Mo, is it a girl with high medical skills, who speaks so beautifully?"

Mo Fengying took a sip of tea, as if he was sincere, "I'm serious."

Song Ci smiled on his face, MMP in his heart.

I believe you a ghost!

Seeing Song Ci smiling, Han Zhan suddenly picked up the red wine bottle in front of him, tilted his head and asked Song Ci, "Do you want to drink some red wine?" After speaking, he whispered again: "Don't get emotional, she is suspicious you."

Song Ci held up the goblet with a constant smile, "Drink a little." After speaking, she blinked at Han Zhan cleverly.

Upon seeing this, Han Zhan knew that his worries were unnecessary.

Song Ci was never a fool. After seeing the Fengchun pill, which was regarded as a treasure, she really realized how attractive the medicine man was.

When she knew she was emotional, Mo Fengying could smell the medicine, and she would naturally guard against it.

Mo Fengying said those pleasing things just now, in fact, they deliberately wanted to flatter her and wanted to make Song Ci happy. But Song Ci smiled, but his heart was always calm.

Song Ci took a sip of red wine and put down the glass.

Looking at Song Ci's smile, Mo Fengying couldn't help but wonder: Could it be that he guessed wrong, that Medicine Man is not Song Ci?

But on that day, she smelled the fragrance of medicine twice, once in the Chen's house and once in the hotel. The smell of the medicine was the same two times, and it appeared in both the Chen's house and the people in the hotel at the same time. Song Ci and Han Zhan.

She must test out a result!

Soon, the dishes were brought out one by one.

Recently, the wind in Wangdong City is relatively tight and extravagance is not allowed, so the menu at the birthday banquet is simple, without game, and they are all ingredients that can be bought on the market.

The main soup is a black-bone chicken soup, using Longjia's homemade Chinese medicinal materials. The smell of the chicken soup is very appetizing.

Song Ci was inconvenient to get up while wearing a dress, so he gave the small bowl to Han Zhan. Han Zhan helped her serve a bowl of soup, "Be careful, it's very hot." It should be chicken soup just out of the oven.

When Song Ci took the chicken soup, he glanced at Han Zhan.

She took a spoon of soup with a spoon and took a sip, it was really hot. Song Ci lowered his head to drink the soup, and suddenly heard Mo Fengying ask: "Mrs. Han, how does this soup taste?"

Song Ci put down the spoon and wiped the corners of his mouth with a napkin before turning his head to say to Mo Fengying, "The taste is very good. It is the first time I drank the hot and stewed medicinal food so good. Miss Mo, would you like to try it? ?"

"...it is good."

The dining table can be turned, and Mo Fengying turned the pot of soup in front of her. Mo Fengying got up, picked up the big soup ladle, and took a spoonful of soup. When it was being delivered to the bowl, Mo Fengying was suddenly hit by a passing waiter.

Mo Fengying's elbow turned, the spoonful of soup flew towards Song Ci's chest by accident.

"Be careful!" Mo Fengying reminded in silence.

At that moment, Han Zhan suddenly pulled Song Ci into his arms, and the spoon of soup fell on Song Ci's chair and her skirt.

Mo Fengying's nose moved quickly, she couldn't help feeling a little disappointed when she didn't smell any scent.

Could it be that you guessed wrong?

Mo Fengying put down the soup spoon in a panic, and hurriedly lowered her head to ask about Song Ci, "Mrs. Han, how are you? Did I get the soup?"

Many people noticed the movement here, and all looked at this end curiously.

Song Ci was like a frightened deer lying in Han Zhan's arms, as if frightened. Han Zhan helped Song Ci, held her arms affectionately, and said to her, "The porcelain treasure is all right."

Song Ci also recovered.

She glanced at the chair, shook her head and said to Mo Fengying: "I'm fine, please don't worry, Miss Mo."

Long Gaogao walked over quickly. He first looked at Song Ci with concern, and saw that Song Ci had not been burned, but the skirt corners were a little dirty, and he was relieved.

"Come here, change the chair!" Long Gaogao asked the housekeeper to take someone to move the chair, and he asked Song Ci: "Sister Ci, are you really okay?"

Song Ci stood up from Han Zhan's arms. She was frightened and patted her chest lightly before saying to Long Gaogao, "I'm fine, don't worry."

"That's good."

"Miss Mo, you're scared too. The waiter touched you and almost burned sister porcelain. I will deduct his salary later!"

Mo Fengying tested Song Ci twice, and after confirming that Song Ci and Han Zhan were not medicine men, Mo Fengying looked rather pale. She waved her hand and said, "It's all right."

Long Gaogao then left, and Song Ci's chair was also sent over.

Song Ci sat again, his **** was still hot, and suddenly he heard Han Zhan ask: "Did you know Long Gaogao before?"

Song Ci nodded, "Yes."

"Sister Porcelain..." Han Zhan felt that the meat tonight was sour, he said sourly: "It's so numb, can't it be called Sister Song, you must be called Sister Porcelain."

"Jealous?" Song Ci Dang even noticed that Han Zhan was awkward.

Han Zhan snorted, lowered his head to eat his meat, and while eating, he did not forget to fish Song Ci with two large prawns with clean chopsticks.

Mo Fengying was just 20 years old and she had not been in a relationship yet. After hearing the dialogue between Song Ci and Han Zhan, she also felt a little numb.

After the birthday banquet, the guests left.

Mr. Tonglong greeted him, and Han Zhan took Song Ci and left. As soon as he got in the car, Han Zhan activated the throttle and quickly left with Song Ci.

After driving the car to the parking garage of the manor, Han Zhan turned on the indoor lights and cursed people with a calm face. There was a vicious voice in his voice that could tear people up, "Mo Fengying is a dog!"

Han Zhan is cursing!

The scolding is still a woman!

Song Ci felt that Han Zhan was very handsome even when he cursed.

This old man, how can he get more tasteful as he gets older?

Song Ci spent the whole night laughing because of the Chunwan incident. When the banquet ended and the bustling faded away, she removed her disguise and revealed her fragility.

On the way back, Song Ci felt cold in his hands and feet because of a fear of the unknown.

But just now, after hearing Han Zhan's curse, Song Ci suddenly laughed, the blood on his body began to warm up, his hands and feet warmed.

"What did you scold her for? Her name came out of your mouth. It was all dirty." Song Ci hurriedly handed Han Zhan a bottle of mineral water.

"Come on, Brother Han, take a sip of water to cool down."

Han Zhan still pays attention to death, "require warm water."

Song Ci dropped the mineral water, unscrewed Han Zhan's thermos, and handed Han Zhan a sip.

Seeing that Han Zhan was not as angry as before, Song Ci said: "Actually, when you told me to be careful, when the chicken soup was very hot, I knew that you were suggesting that I was behind Mo Fengying. Little action."

"Sure enough, the woman didn't give up, she actually came up with that kind of trick to scare me."

She didn't grow up scared, she had experienced something more terrifying than this, and she was naturally stable.

Hearing this, Han Zhanbian said: "This also shows that Mo Fengying or Mo family, they don't know that we have the information of the medicine man, and they know that you are the medicine man."

Han Zhan turned off the lights, got out of the car from his side, and walked around to Song Ci's side from the front of the car.

Opening the car door for Song Ci and unfastening the seat belt, Han Zhan took Song Ci into his arms and took her home.

"But they discovered the existence of the medicine man, and they are bound to continue to look for the whereabouts of the medicine man. Porcelain treasure, we have avoided this time, but we can't avoid the next..."

After a pause, under the night, the man's dark eyes flashed with a vicious and murderous intent. He said: "Porcelain Treasure, instead of just waiting to die, it is better to take the initiative to attack."

Song Ci looked awe-inspiring, she put her arms around Han Zhan's neck and asked curiously: "How to do it?"

"I just have a plan, but I have to arrange it thoroughly."

Han Zhan did not tell Song Ci his detailed plan, but just let her relax and leave everything to him. "You practice violin, remember to bring me back a champion in the competition."

"Look back, put your trophy together with my entrepreneur award, and then give our grandpa and grandma incense to make them happy."

Hearing what Han Zhan said, Song Ci was quite happy.

"it is good!"

When they came back, it was late, it was past eleven o'clock, and both the helpers and the children were asleep. At the elevator, Han Zhan put Song Ci down.

As soon as Song Ci stood firm, Han Zhan was held in his arms.

Song Ci asked, "Why, haven't you hugged enough?"

Han Zhan shook his head, "Where is enough, I won't feel enough to hold you for the rest of my life." He hooked up Song Ci's dress strap with the ring finger of his right hand, "Can this be pulled apart?"

Song Ci laughed, "Try it? If it's so easy to be torn apart, no one in this world dares to wear a sling. I'm a high-priced one. There are more than ten thousand one..."

Tearing--

Han Zhan pulled hard with both hands, and the rope on Song Ci's left shoulder broke.

Song Ci's remaining words: "?"

"I just want to try..." Han Zhan's expression was somewhat innocent, with a half-cut band on his ring finger, "I didn't expect success."

Song Ci became angry and took the half of the strap back from Han Zhan. "This brand of dress will not be bought in the future!" What a broken quality!

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Acute pharyngitis, water was delivered today, so it was too late to update.