Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

When Ajan heard the clerk's words, he would naturally not refuse stupidly. He could save a lot of money, which was considered a lot of money.

Having just returned a fierce face, he immediately showed an innocent and cute smile to the clerk, "Ah, really? Thank you Miss Sister!"

The clerk who was called Miss Sister stared at Arang's cute smile, and he was shot in his heart, and his heart beat slightly. She thought to herself: This handsome guy beat a woman so hard just now, it must be because that woman did something wrong! Haven't I heard that it was the ex-boyfriend of the woman who snatched the handsome guy's girlfriend first!

Miss sister is so unprincipled. For Yan Gou, face value is justice!

After checking out, Nan Yanyan put on the watch for Agen. Walking to a stone platform next to a fountain in the mall, Nan Yanyan told Agen: "Lu Qingqing is a woman from Wangdong TV station. If you hit her today, she will never stop remembering her hatred."

Ajan stared at the watch on his hand and said, "I'm not an artist or a media worker. It doesn't matter if his father is the director of a TV station. It doesn't matter to me, the director of a dignified TV station. Can't you still reach out to the food delivery industry?"

Nan Yanyan was also amused by Ajan, "That's not true."

It was too early, and after leaving the mall, the two said goodbye. Arang returned home on a motorcycle and saw Han Jun and Han Miao crying. The two were crying and refusing to take a bath and wanted to play ball.

Before Han Zhan came back from working overtime, Song Ci and the housekeeper were coaxing the sisters to flower. Song Ci said: "Then we take a bath and then sleep, and play ball tomorrow, okay?" It was half past nine, and they had to take a bath and went to bed after hearing the story.

Han Miao shook his head sharply, "Not good!"

Han Jun said: "Mom lied, so I have to play now!"

Song Ci's brain is hurting.

Arang stood in the distance and watched the excitement for a moment. When Song Ci was really helpless, he walked over and snatched the ball from Han Miao's arms.

Suddenly discovering that the ball in his arms was missing, Han Miao stopped crying suddenly. With tears still on her face, she raised her head, staring at Ajan baffledly, and choked up: "Uncle, you grab my ball!"

Han Jun didn't cry, but he stared at Agen who had robbed them with a confused look.

Ajan put the ball on his feet and slammed on the ball in front of Han Miao and Han Jun. He used skillful energy, and that ball was stepped on by him!

With a bang, the ball exploded!

Both Han Miao and Han Jun were shocked, and neither dared to cry or make trouble.

Ajan stared at the two little guys with a wooden face, and said in a cold tone: "The ball is a toy, and my mother is an elder. If I don't listen to my mother, there is no toy! The fart is big, can it turn the sky?"

Agen kicked the spent ball far away.

Han Miao and Han Jun saw this scene, but they didn't dare to cry, they could only look aggrieved in the direction where the ball disappeared.

They moved towards Song Ci's legs subconsciously, moved to Song Ci's side, and hugged Song Ci's legs quickly, and whispered: "Mom, let's take a bath..."

Song Ci was also frightened by the operation of Arang, and found that this operation actually worked for her two children. Song Ci was a little surprised. She handed the children to the housekeeper, "Okay, take them to the bath, they won't make trouble anymore."

The two housekeepers hurriedly hugged the ladies to take a bath, but Han Miao and Han Jun didn't dare to resist again.

After they left, Song Ci humbly asked Arang: "You are not afraid of kicking the ball. They are not forgiving?"

Arang glanced at Song Ci inexplicably. He said: "Some children are suitable for orthodox education based on precepts and deeds, while some children are obviously more suitable for violent and iron-blooded education. These two guys in your family obviously do not eat your gentleness. Set of."

Song Ci silently thought about what Arang said, and she couldn't help asking: "Did Edward treat you like this when you were young?"

Arang was stunned, his face curled unnaturally, then turned and left.

Song Ci stared at his back, feeling sad.

Ajan walked around to another room, picked up the little ball that had become a piece of scrap leather, and took it back to the room. He played around for a while and found that the ball could not be repaired, so he could only secretly buy a ball that was the same as the previous one overnight.

The next morning, when Han Miao and Han Jun woke up, when they saw Ajang coming to the restaurant to eat, they were both daring not to speak. "Uncle..." When they called him, their voices were as small as mosquitoes.

Ajan looked at them for two moments before he took out the ball hidden behind him.

"Dangdangdang!"

Seeing that they are familiar with ball toys, Han Miao and Han Jun suddenly shined.

"Ball ball!" Han Miao's chubby body ran in front of Arang, hugged the ball, then looked at Arang timidly, and then shouted: "Uncle." With this uncle, the volume is loud. Less, the tone is more active, not as rigid as before.

Han Jun stood beside his sister and asked Arang: "Uncle, the ball is fixed."

"Well, Uncle fixed it for you."

"Uncle is awesome!"

The two girls holding the ball, ran to the lawn outside the manor to play.

Song Ci was doing yoga on another lawn. Seeing the children got a new ball, she looked back with satisfaction and saw Arang standing at the gate of the restaurant building, staring at the sisters with a gentle expression.

She smiled slightly.

Ajan may not be a good person, but he will definitely be a good father.

After Han Zhanchen finished the exercise, he went to take a shower. He put on a formal suit and walked out of the elevator. He saw Ajan standing under the gate and asked him, "Have you had breakfast?"

Ajan shook his head, "No."

"That's it together."

The brothers sat down together. Han Zhan noticed that Arang was wearing a short-sleeved t-shirt today. He couldn't help asking, "Wear short-sleeved shirts now. Don't you be afraid of the cold? Be careful of catching a cold. I have children in my family. Don't pass it to the little ones."

Han Zhan is an old father who has broken his heart, worried about Ajan and the children who will be affected by Ajan.

Arang deliberately stretched out his left hand to take the basket of Cantonese-style dry steam. During the action, a blue light flashed into Han Zhan's sight. Han Zhan stared at Arang's left wrist, and asked with some wonder: "Did you buy a new watch?"

This watch doesn't look cheap, so why would he be willing to buy such an expensive thing?

Agen then said: "Smoke it was delivered."

Han Zhan smelled the sweetness of love. He frowned slightly, and solemnly warned Agen: "As a man, you cannot accept such an expensive gift as a girl. Have you bought her a gift?"

Ajan explained quickly: "I took her to a deep alley for dinner yesterday, went to the mall to buy shoes, and I also proposed to her. She insisted on giving me this watch."

Han Zhan kept nodding, but when he heard Arang say that he proposed to Nan Yanyan, Han Zhan was stunned. "Did you propose to Nan Yanyan?"

"Ok."

He was surprised for a while before he asked: "She agrees?"

"Ok."

Ajang swallowed a dry steam, and suddenly turned to ask Han Zhan: "When will you be free, Hough, I want you to meet Nan Yanyan's parents. After all, they have proposed marriage, and both parents should also meet."

Whether in China or Italy, at this time, parents should know each other.

Han Zhan glanced at him deeply and asked thoughtfully: "Why did you suddenly think of proposing to her?" He was worried that Arang would propose to Nan Yanyan, just for a while.

After thinking for a while, Arang said, "I don't know, but when I heard her say breaking up the night before, I actually..." Arang stared at the breakfast on the plate and whispered: "Also. Afraid."

Hearing that, Han Zhan was relieved. "You will be scared to break up with her, so just get engaged to her and tie her together?"

"Yes!" Arang Chao Han Zhan grinned, and he said: "When I proposed yesterday, I was so nervous and worried that she would shook her head and refused. She really agreed, and my hands were a little trembling."

Han Zhan was really relieved. "I'll go back and ask the secretary about my itinerary. I will notify you in advance when I am free."

"it is good."

Arang is full, put down his knife and fork, ready to rinse his mouth again. There is a washroom behind the restaurant on the first floor. Ajang brushed his teeth halfway, and suddenly remembered something, he walked out of the washroom while biting his toothbrush and said to Han Zhan from a distance: "Yes, I put the TV station on The long daughter was beaten."

Han Zhan put down his chopsticks silently, turned around and asked Arang, "Is it disabled?"

"That's not enough, so I broke her head with high heels."

Han Zhan thought about the scene for a while, the look in Arang's eyes was a little strange. "Are you a man, you used high heels to grab someone's girl by the hair, and you broke the skin?"

That picture, girls harp.

"No, that's the third person who robbed Yanyan's ex-boyfriend. She met Yanyan yesterday, and after being said a few words by Yanyan, she must start to fight with her. Hey, I have a violent temper. My woman! Then naturally I have to fight back!"

Ajan held his toothbrush, as if he was holding yesterday's high heels, vividly telling Han Zhan what happened yesterday.

Han Zhan was happily watching, and his shoulders were shaking with a smile.

When Song Ci entered the room, he happened to see Arang performing until he stood in front of Lu Qingqing and threatened Lu Qingqing. Song Ci pulled a chair and sat down. When Arang finished speaking, she and Han Zhan applauded Arang together.

After the applause, Song Ci gave Arang a thumbs up and said: "Arang bravely protects his girlfriend. What a beautiful job!"

Agen shook his shoulders and said: "Next time I meet her ex-boyfriend, I will fight!"

"You are cool." Song Ci poked a dry steamer with chopsticks. She smiled and asked Arang: "If the girl turns around and cries to her father, and her father targets you, what should you do?"

After speaking, Song Ci took a bite of dry steam.

Hearing this question, Ajan Zechao looked at Han Zhan and said naturally, "My brother is supporting me, isn't it, brother?"

It's time for Han Zhan to perform.

Han Zhan stood up, took the suit jacket behind him and put it on his arm, looked at Agen seriously, and said, "Comrade Arang, brother will always be your strongest backing. Whoever wants to bully you, as long as you take care of him, Brother absolutely protect you!"

Arang rubbed the goose bumps on his body, waved his hand and said, "Shut up!"

After brushing his teeth, he drove Han Zhan's car to the company. On the way, Han Zhan asked him: "Why don't you drive your motorcycle? Don't you have to go to deliver food at night?"

Ajan shook his head and said, "I won't deliver food tonight, I have something tonight."

"What to do?"

Agen said, "I have a sum of money in my hand. I want to find a piece of land to build an orphanage."

Han Zhan patted him on the shoulder and said, "Tell me what you lack."

Ajan immediately hit the snake with the stick and said: "I am short of money."

Han Zhan suddenly became deaf and couldn't hear anything.

Ajan curled his lips, "Be stingy!"

When he arrived at the company, Han Zhan entered the office and stopped at the secretary desk. The secretary just walked out of Han Zhan's office. She arrived at the company at six o'clock in the morning and had just arranged the rules for Han Zhan's pile of documents on his desk.

The secretary stood up hurriedly and bent over to greet him: "Mr. Han, good morning."

"Katie, report on my recent itinerary."

The secretary is like a computer. She did not need to go through the itinerary records, but accurately reported all the itineraries of Han Zhan in the past four days.

Every schedule is very important and cannot be arranged. Han Zhan told the secretary: "This Saturday night, don't arrange any itinerary for me. I have a private itinerary."

"Good Mr. Han."

As soon as Han Zhan left, the secretary made a mark on the itinerary to prevent mistakes.

The assistant followed Han Zhan into the house, and he told Han Zhan: "The first batch of students sent to the Aerospace School for further study will return to Wangdong City next week. Does Mr. Han need to meet them in person?"

Han Zhan's thinking is a little volatile.

Will the first batch of astronauts who have been sent back all of their studies? He remembered that he and Song Ci had just met when they were sent. In a blink of an eye, three years have passed.

"want."

Han Zhan asked again: "I promised to give them a house before, has it been implemented?"

"It has been implemented, it is in the first building of Zeus Real Estate, in the same building as the elite backbone of Zeus International."

"Well, that's fine."

"And one more thing."

"Say."

The assistant smiled and said: "The leader of the KT consortium, Mr. Long, called last night and said that he wants to take a female partner to space, and he plans to propose to her female partner in space."

"Long Zhize?" That guy is over thirty, it's time to get married.

"Yeah. It's Mr. Long."

"Which daughter is his girlfriend?"

However, the assistant's answer was unexpected, "Not a well-known daughter, but a Chinese woman, whose occupation is... an enchanter."

Han Zhan:?

He suspected he had heard it wrong.

"Encouragement teacher?" His expression was rarely wrong.

The assistant felt unbelievable just like Han Zhan. "Yes, it's an enchanter." The enchanter, that is the person who puts makeup and clothes on the dead. No one thought that Long Zhize would find such a wife.

Han Zhan immediately respected Long Zhize. After all, in the future, he will be touched by a woman who has touched the dead skin for a long time!

"President Long is here, please be sure to notify me, I am going to meet his wife."

"Good Mr. Han."

After the assistant left, Han Zhan had been thinking about this, feeling that such gossip could not be enjoyed by himself alone, and he also told Song Ci about the matter. Song Ci also felt strange after hearing this.

She told Han Zhan: [Long Zhize is here, remember to bring me. 】

Han Zhan: [It must be. 】

Song Ci hasn't looked back at Dongcheng for a long time, and several ladies have invited her for lunch.

As the wife of Han Zhan, Song Ci was once the first lady, she must be responsible for diplomacy.

Considering that she was only going to have lunch and not attending a dance party, Song Ci went around in the cloakroom and finally picked a classic Chanel dress, wore a white hat, and went to the banquet with a bag.

Miao Miao and Jun Jun have early lessons this morning, and the teacher has already arrived. Seeing her mother dressed up beautifully, Han Miao pointed to her and said, "Pretty girl!"

Song Ci blushed by Han Miao's praise.

She stared at Han Miao's fat body, which was more and more in line with Su Qingjia, and couldn't help showing a sad face. She once again told Han Miao's housekeeper: "Pay attention to Miaomiao's diet, she can't get fat anymore."

Although children are a little fatter and cute, they are prone to side effects when they are overweight.

The housekeeper responded perfunctorily.

Song Ci was not sure whether the butler had listened to her words. She took a deep look at the other person and said: "If you can't control the health of the young lady, then naturally there will be someone else to take your job. "

She was saying this to the housekeeper as well as to other servants. Song Ci seldom treats his servants so seriously, but sometimes, blindly kindness will only make the other party win an inch.

Hearing this, not only the housekeeper was cheered, but even the early education teacher straightened his shoulders. The housekeeper nodded hurriedly and said, "I will strictly control the diet of the good lady."

"Well, thank you for your hard work."

After Song Ci left, the housekeeper and the early education teachers looked at each other, and both put away their playfulness.

Song Ci is a pilot. She is used to flying airplanes. When she went to test for a manual transmission driver's license, she always failed to pass the test. In the end, I had no choice but to test the manual transmission.

After a car accident a few years ago, Song Ci always had a fear of driving. Fortunately, the appearance of Aoyu One solved Song Ci's fear of driving.

Song Ci opened Aoyu No.1, located the address, and let Aoyu No.1 drive by herself, while she was sitting in the car and reading gossip news with her mobile phone. When she scanned Moments, she got a message.

Her friend Zheng Suyue said in the circle of friends: [I saw Dong Yang today. I didn’t expect that she, who painted beautiful Chinese paintings back then, became a...God stick. 】

Song Ci was surprised by this circle of friends.

Song Ci is not familiar with Dong Yang, but he also knows it.

The year Song Ci was brought back to Mu's house by Mu Mian, Dong Yang was already seventeen years old. The reason why I know Dong Yang is because she is very beautiful, with very beautiful first-hand Chinese paintings. She was once a disciple of the master of Chinese painting Chen Chong.

According to legend, it was said that she was selected as the young lady by Chuandong Group. In other words, she is the wife chosen by the Cheng family for Cheng Yanmo.

But later, Dong's family went bankrupt and Dong's father was forced to jump off the building, and the vice president who had been like a brother to Dong's father, extended his claws to Dong Yang, trying to make Dong Yang her lover.

Although Dong Yang is a woman, she has a hot temper and cut off the life of the vice president directly with a knife at home. While Dong Yang was in a car accident while escaping. He was in a coma for two to three months, but he woke up as a fool.

The Cheng family had some friendship with the Dong family, and couldn't bear to see the Dong Yang family suffering, so they spent money to send their mother and son abroad for refuge. Over time, everyone also forgot about Dong Yang.

Unexpectedly, she returned home.

Song Ci opened the chat box with Zheng Suyue and asked Zheng Suyue: [Suyue, what's the matter with Dong Yang? 】

Zheng Suyue: [Song Song, have you seen my circle of friends? 】

Song Ci: [Well, you said Dong Yang has become a magic stick? 】

Zheng Suyue told Song Ci where she happened to meet Dong Yang. After reading the news, Song Ci was also a little embarrassed. Who would have thought that the goddess of Chinese painting turned out to be a goddess.

Aoyu-1 suddenly stopped, and Song Ci looked up and saw a red light on the opposite side. She felt that this street was a bit familiar. When she looked to the left, she saw the location of Wangdong First People's Hospital.

There is a sidewalk near the First People's Hospital. Both sides of the road are planted with cherry trees, and a group of **** sticks sit under the trees all year round. Among these magic sticks, some have real abilities, and some are fake magic sticks that pretend to be magical.

Song Ci thought of what Zheng Suyue had said, she was Dong Yang who had seen it on Shen Gun Street.

After thinking about it, Song Ci asked Aoyu One to stop. She walked along the pedestrian road, and there were always people on both sides calling Song Ci to watch her fate.

Song Ci ignored them. As she walked forward, she looked at the people on both sides of the road. I noticed a woman wearing a denim jacket at the end of the road, sitting cross-legged on the ground knitting a sweater, and there was a fortune-telling sign in front of her.

Song Ci stopped in front of the man.

Dong Yang noticed that someone was coming. She raised her head and stared at Song Ci for a moment, and suddenly said nonchalantly: "Although your previous life was rough, you are rich in this life. You have been rich in your life. I have nothing to give. You see."

Song Ci squatted down in front of Dong Yang, and she asked Dong Yang: "How do you tell?"

Dong Yang said: "Song Ci, Weibo celebrity, Wangdongcheng celebrity, I know you."

Song Ci: "..."

So upright.

Song Ci couldn't help but ask: "The past life was bumpy, how can this be seen from?"

Dong Yang put down the sweater in her hand, and she stared at Song Ci for a moment, and then said, "You were a man of iron and blood in your previous life, and you were a decisive person, but you died miserably. In your life, you should have died likewise. But someone is too obsessed to find you and will not give up, so..."

Dong Yang suddenly laughed strangely and said, "So, you have a chance to do it again."

Song Ci was shocked!

"Dong Yang."

Hearing his name from Song Ci's mouth, Dong Yang hesitated for a moment. She looked at Song Ci for a moment before she said, "Do you know me?"

Song Ci said: "I know you, Dong Yang, the daughter of Zhou Yu Real Estate Company..." Song Ci has the memories and experiences of her previous life, and her eyes are particularly vicious. "You are not Dong Yang."

When Song Ci was attending a banquet with Mu Mian, she had met Dong Yang. She was a very talented woman, completely different from the girl in front of her. Dong Yang held the ball of wool and asked Song Ci, "Then who do you think I am?"

"I don't know who you are, but you must not be Dong Yang." She leaned close to Dong Yang and said confidently, "You are possessed by the soul."

Dong Yang swallowed silently.

When Song Ci saw Dong Yang's reaction, she knew she was right. "I didn't mean to embarrass you. I just heard that you came back. I happened to be passing here again, so I came to see you."

Dong Yang looked at her in silence without making a sound.

When Song Ci left, Dong Yang muttered: "Mom, the people here are terrible. This girl actually saw through that I was possessed by the soul! Niang Pixi, I must find the Lord as soon as possible and lead the Lord as soon as possible. The spirit of the Lord returns to Aosheng Continent!"

'Dong Yang' is indeed possessed by the soul on Dong Yang.

His original name was Yan Qingxiu, and he was originally a cultivator in the world of cultivating immortals. He followed the Lord to feast Qingqiu all his life, but the Lord her old man failed in a thousand years of triumph, and the soul was scattered, and the soul was torn into twelve pieces, scattered on all planes.

In the past thousand years, he followed the soul of the Lord and traveled across different planes, finally collecting eleven soul fragments, but the largest soul fragment was lost.

A year and a half ago, Yan Qingxiu finally sensed the soul of the Lord, and he tore through the boundary of the plane and broke into this place called the earth.

After he descended on a place called the Bermuda Triangle, smelling the soul of the Lord, he followed all the way to China. He has been lurking in Wangdong City for several months, yet he has not been able to accurately lock the position of the Lord.

Because in this city, there is a breath of real dragon.

Probably the lord was too close to the real dragon, and the faint soul smell on his body was covered up, so he has not been able to find the other party. But it doesn't matter, the Lord is only one and a half years old at this time, and he still has enough time to find her.

Yan Qingxiu knit a few more sweaters, and the cell phone next to him suddenly rang.

He picked up the phone and rolled his eyes when he saw the phone number. Yan Qingxiu answered the phone and told the other person very ruthlessly: "Long, I am not interested in you, don't bother me!"

Long Zhize didn't speak, and waited for Yan Qingxiu to curse a few more words before asking him, "Have you cursed?"

Banquet Qingxiu: "..."

Long Zhize asked him softly, "What are you doing?"

Yan Qingxiu stared at the stall in front of him and said, "Fortune-telling!"

Long Zhize laughed muffledly and asked him, "Then you help me calculate, who will my future partner be? And you, your partner, is it me?"

Yan Qingxiu sneered, "Damn, the last name is Long, how many times have I told you, I'm a man!"

Long Zhize sank his face and said to him solemnly: "Dong Yang, I know better than anyone that you are a woman. Even if you don't love me, you don't need to find such a reason to reject me, right?"

Long Zhize and Yan Qingxiu met in the Bermuda Triangle.

That day, the Bermuda Triangle was violent and rainy, and the black sky was thunderous. Long Zhize and the expedition team hid in the cabin. When the storm stopped, he got out of the cabin and saw Dong Yang standing on a piece of driftwood. .

The hem of her long hair danced with the wind, and her exquisite body was looming, but she stood firmly on that piece of driftwood, with the aura of a **** descending.

That day, Dong Yang's immortal posture was engraved in Long Zhize's mind, and it couldn't be rubbed away.

Dong Yang was invited aboard by Long Zhize and the others, and they spent two months on the boat day and night. Dong Yang is very smart and covers a wide range of topics. He can talk boastfully on any topic, and his easy-going calmness makes Long Zhize obsessed.

Long Zhize was tempted and fell in love with the woman he picked up from the sea!

After returning to China, he investigated the identity of Dong Yang and knew that she was a Chinese and had been insane. He thought, Dong Yang must have been mentally ill, and only then ran to the Bermuda Triangle alone.

After checking Dong Yang's information, when Long Zhize found Dong Yang, she had already found a job. The work benefits are very good, the salary is 8,000 per month, and the food and housing are included, but the nature of the work is a little frightening——

It's to put makeup on the dead body!

That woman who was like a fairy actually did the job of a scavenger!

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Guess who is the Lord's Banquet Qingqiu!