Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

Jiang Shifeng's ability to wash away his grievances and successfully get rid of the crime of theft and plagiarism was all thanks to Cecilio's intimidation of Idris. Afterwards, Jiang Shifeng knew the truth. He sat down with Cecilio and chatted for a long time. After that conversation, the relationship between his uncle and nephew became much closer.

The next day, Cecilio also decided to return home.

Agen and Cecilio have lived together since they were young. In their hearts, Christmas is the grandest holiday of the year. Before Cecilio left, he invited Ajan and Nan Yanyan to Rome for Christmas. Seeing that Nan Yanyan and Nan Guanguan both wanted to go to Italy, Ajan agreed.

The matter between Nanguanguan and Alan has not been made public, and Alan is also inconvenient to join them to join in the fun, for fear of being beaten.

After Arrang and the others left, Allen also decided to study for a period of time at the Paris Makeup Academy. Before leaving, Allen gave a red envelope to the little **** Han Wei and looked at the bulging.

Song was quite puzzled, and he asked why Alan was so generous this time. She opened the red envelope and discovered that it was a stack of five ten yuan renminbi, put together, exactly one hundred yuan, which means a long life.

Song Ci was dumbfounded.

After seeing my friends away, the house was suddenly deserted.

At the end of the year, Han Zhan’s company was busy. He stayed in Brussels for a few more days, waiting for the carefully selected baby nurses to officially take up their jobs before he decided to return to China.

On the night before returning to China, Han Zhan packed his luggage by himself. While packing, he told Song Ci: "Don’t stay up late, you have to sleep when your child sleeps, otherwise your body will be overwhelmed. Also, you must eat on time. Eat full, don’t be afraid of getting fat."

"If you are really fat, I will accompany you to lose weight."

"and also..."

Song Ci heard that her ears were full of calluses. She covered her ears with her hands and shouted in a crushing voice: "Brother Han, Han Zhan, Mr. Han, Boss Han! Can you stop talking? My mother doesn't talk as much as you. "

Han Zhan put the folded shirt into the box, he looked up at Song Ci helplessly, and sighed, "I feel sorry for leaving you here alone, so I want to exhort you more."

Song Cihuai suffered from depression when he was reborn, and Han Zhan has felt scared so far. He was afraid that Song Ci would think wildly and be depressed after he left, so his words became more frequent.

Song Ci took her fingers away from her ears. She lay sideways on the bed and said to Han Zhan, "You have to work, I can understand. After a while, when my wound is almost healed, I will be back. I am. It's not a three-year-old kid, so he shouldn't worry so much."

Han Zhan said: "I really want to spend New Year's Day with you."

"I strive to go back before New Year's Day."

"okay."

After Han Zhan left, Song Ci's life became a bit boring. She practiced piano or accompanied her children every day, and occasionally made videos with Han Miao and Han Jun. Finally, it was after Christmas.

Song Ci flew home with the child immediately, and arrived home the day before New Year's Day. It was snowing on the day of returning home, and Song Ci wrapped the down jacket tightly and hid the little guy in his arms.

Song Ci felt warm after returning home and walking into the heated room.

Han Miao and Han Jun knew that their mother and younger brother would go home today. They were not willing to go anywhere, so they just waited at home. As soon as the mother came home, the two daughters ran towards Song Ci.

"Mom!" Han Miao and Han Jun rushed to Song Ci and hugged her legs. Song Ci almost couldn't stand firmly, and was supported by Yan Qingxiu behind him.

Song Ci held the child and said to Yan Qingxiu, "You have been working hard during this time."

Yan Qingxiu shook his head, "It's not hard." He stared at the sleeping baby boy in Song Ci's arms and asked, "Can I hug you?"

Song Ci handed the child to Yan Qingxiu's arms.

Yan Qingxiu held the child, glanced at it, and said, "This son is not easy, he is determined to be a master."

Song Ci was taken aback, and then told Yan Qingxiu: "His name is Han Xu, and his grandfather named him Han Lingyu, sir, which way this child will go in the future?"

Song Ci's question was vague, but Yan Qingxiu laughed inexplicably. He said, "Step into the official career, and have a heart for the world."

Song Ci has a spectrum in his heart.

Han Jun took Yan Qingxiu's hand, raised his face and said to Yan Qingxiu, "I want to see my brother."

Yan Qingxiu squatted down quickly so that the two little sisters could observe the little brother. It's almost one month since Han Xun was born. His original wrinkled face has grown a lot, looking at the fleshy white and tender, long eyelashes, cute and loving.

Han Miao stretched out his hand and poked Han Xun's face. I don't know what he thought of, and said something very horrified. She said, "It's so soft, so white, and I really want to eat."

Han Jun turned her head to look at her sister. She told Han Miao very seriously: "You can't eat people, it's wrong to eat people..."

Han Miao pouted, and she defended: "I don't want to eat him, I want to eat dumplings." She put her warm little hand on Han Xun's cheek, rubbed it, and said, "Look, it's very Like glutinous rice balls."

Han Jun was skeptical, "Let me see." She took away Han Miao's hand and put her hand on it. Han Jun kneaded vigorously, awakening Han Yu, and a loud cry came from Han Yu's mouth. "Wow...wow..."

Han Jun was so scared that he quickly withdrew his hand, staring at his howling brother, frowning and saying, "If you are not good, you know crying, I don't like him."

Han Miao was also very disgusted. She said, "It's ugly, not cute at all."

Song Ci and Yan Qingxiu: "..."

They are all children, so don't dislike each other.

There is a little brother in the family, which seems to have become a little toy for Han Miao and Han Jun.

In the evening, after dinner, the two guys stopped playing with toys and reading picture books. After taking a shower, they have been around Song Ci's bed, looking at his sleeping brother from time to time.

Seeing that the girls refused to leave, Song Ci knew that they actually wanted to stay with him for a while. She patted the big bed and said to Han Miao and Han Jun, "Miaomiao, Junjun, shall we sleep with my mother tonight?"

Upon hearing this, the two little guys nodded violently without saying anything, and then quickly climbed to sit beside Song Ci.

Han Jun stared at Song Ci’s belly, and she said, “Dad said, Mom’s belly hurts, let’s not touch you.”

Han Miao also nodded. She asked Song Ci innocently: "Mom, are we all born in your stomach?"

Song Ci nodded and said, "Yes, you all grew up in my stomach."

Han Miao stared at Song Ci's belly, and she asked again: "Then can we sleep in your belly tonight?"

Song Ci was puzzled by this question. "No, you grow up, mother's belly can't hold you anymore."

The two sisters nodded thoughtfully.

Han Miao suddenly stood up. She pulled down the zipper of the sleeping bag, touched her swollen belly, and asked Song Ci: "Mom, is there a baby in my belly? Is it a male baby, or Baby girl?"

This question is too difficult, and Song Ci didn't know how to reply for a while.

Han Jun stared at his sister's belly and said affirmatively: "There are three babies."

Han Miao: "Wow, I'm so amazing."

Song Ci was full of black lines in the children's conversation.

Knocking——

Hearing the movement, Song Ci looked up to the exit of the master bedroom, and saw Han Zhan leaning against the partition door between the small bedroom and the master bedroom, smiling, looking at them, mother and son.

I haven't seen Han Zhan for more than half a month. Song Ci found that Han Zhan had lost a lot of weight, and he forgot to remove the glasses on his face. "you lost weight."

Han Zhan walked to the bed, bowed his head and kissed Song Ci on the forehead, and smiled: "You look thinner too."

Song Ci was happy to hear this. She said, "I'm controlling my diet." Song Ci reached out and took off the glasses on the bridge of Han Zhan's nose. "I rarely see you wearing glasses."

"Recently, I have been too busy with work. I kept on socializing and meeting, and I forgot to take it down."

Han Zhan pushed Han Miao to the middle of the bed, and then lay down along the edge of the bed. "I'll sleep for a while, and I'll stay with you tomorrow." Han Zhan was lying on the bed and heard Han Miao and Han Jun talking non-stop. He couldn't sleep, and finally ran to the guest room to sleep helplessly.

The next morning, Han Zhan woke up, refreshed.

He ran more than ten laps around the track outside the racecourse before returning to the guest room to take a shower. After taking a shower, he changed into the panda sweater that Song Ci knitted for him the year before and went to the master bedroom.

The children were awake and went downstairs to eat. Song Ci was still asleep, her cheeks sunk into the soft pillow, sleeping very soundly. Knowing that Song Ci was also tired, Han Zhan didn't wake her up, and went downstairs to accompany the children.

It snowed yesterday, and although the sun is shining today, the ground is still not dry, so it is not convenient to go out to play.

Han Zhan had nothing to do, so he took the children to the underground training ground and taught them to shoot arrows.

Han Miao was not interested in archery, and ran away after playing twice. Han Jun was born a **** of war, and she was very interested in these weapons. Under Han Zhan's explanation and guidance, Han Jun quickly mastered the skills of archery.

Han Jun hit the target with the first arrow, which was still a nine-ring. Han Zhan stared at the arrow on the target and touched Han Jun's head. He said, "I am proud of you."

Han Jun raised his head and smiled sweetly at Han Zhan.

The father and son spent more than an hour at the shooting range before going up.

At this time, Song Ci was already awake. She was wearing a windproof cap and sitting in the yard with her baby to enjoy breakfast.

Seeing Han Zhan walking with Han Jun, she scooped a wonton and fed it to Han Zhan's mouth.

Han Zhan opened her mouth and ate the wonton, and heard Song Ci say: "I have an appointment with a photographer. When I am out of confinement, let's take a family photo." After a pause, she added: "I want Wear a wedding dress."

When Han Zhan heard the last three words, thinking that they hadn't taken a formal wedding photo, he felt sorry for him.

Nodded, Han Zhan said, "Okay."

Although Song Ci has lost weight after giving birth, she is still plump and plump compared to her pre-pregnancy figure, and she can't wear those high-end dresses. Han Zhan had prepared early and bought a few gorgeous wedding dresses from Paris in advance, all of which were straps and did not pick the figure.

It was a sunny day on the day of the photo.

On this day, Han Zhan put on a black suit and tied a bow tie around his neck. He stared at the glove on his right hand for a long while, finally took off the glove and walked out of the room.

He went downstairs and saw two well-behaved daughters. The sisters wore long-sleeved champagne pink skirts and Hepburn-style leather shoes. Their hair was straightened and bangs were made. They wore a small crown on their heads.

The Buddha relied on gold and the other relied on clothes. With such a dress, Han Miao, who was lively and active, looked like a little princess.

Han Zhan, who was held by Yan Qingxiu in his arms, was also carefully dressed. He was wearing a small custom suit of the same style as Han Zhan and looked decent.

Han Zhan asked sister Han Miao: "Where is your mother?"

"Here!"

Song Ci's voice came from the cloakroom.

Song Ci has a large three-story cloakroom. The cloakroom leads directly from the master bedroom on the second floor to the basement floor. It is very luxurious and equipped with elevators and spiral staircases. In the cloakroom, there are collections of Song Ci's jewelry, various beautiful heel bags, and the couture dresses she collected.

At this moment, Song Ci was walking out of the elevator in the cloakroom.

She is wearing a champagne pink wedding dress with a tube top and a large skirt, with long black and shiny hair, a castle-shaped crown on top of her head, and a diamond necklace of the same series as the crown on her neck.

Pearly, but not as dazzling as a beauty.

After giving birth, Song Ci has a more proud breast. Wearing a tube top style wedding dress, she looks more round and round, fair and plump. Holding the skirt in front of her, she walked towards Han Zhan, walking gracefully and gracefully, and she was stunned for a few seconds to see Han Zhan.

Until the children exclaimed: "It's a princess!" Han Miao likes to play with Barbie dolls the most. She jumped up, clapped her hands and said, "My mother is a princess!"

Han Zhan recovered and blushed.

After three or four years of marriage, he still stared at Song Ci in a daze.

Song Ci carried the skirt and bowed to Han Zhan, then looked up and asked Han Zhan: "Am I beautiful, Your Majesty."

Han Zhan's ears were reddish, and he said softly, "Of course my queen is beautiful."

Song Ci was proud of herself, and she knew that even if she had gained weight, she was the best-looking fat beauty. Song Ci said: "The photographer has arrived long ago, don't let him wait for a long time, let's go."

Song Ci was about to leave, but he heard Han Zhan say, "Wait."

Song Ci stopped, lowered his eyes, and looked at Han Zhan in surprise. "What else?"

Han Zhan took a step back suddenly, then knelt on one knee in front of Song Ci.

Song Ci looked at him in surprise and saw Han Zhan holding a ring box in his hand. Song Ci blinked, and then all kinds of emotions, including shame and excitement, flooded her, her eyes were red and dim.

"Han Zhan, what are you doing..." Song Ci looked around and saw that the servants stopped to watch the excitement, her face was panicked.

"Song Ci, this time, it's my turn to propose to you." Han Zhan held up the ring and said, "'Han Zhan, you can only touch your right hand and your tie in the future.' This sentence is The confession you told me when you proposed to me."

"In this world, there may be thousands of women who are willing to wear a tie for me, but you are the only one who is willing to wear fake fingers for me. The first time I was tempted by you was from that moment."

Song Ci couldn't remember these words clearly, but Han Zhan still remembered clearly.

Han Zhan opened the ring box and lifted the ring awkwardly with the only three fingers of his right hand. He said: "My right hand is indeed mutilated, but my love for you is absolutely complete."

After a pause, Han Zhan smiled at Song Ci and said, "Song Ci, Brother Han has a lot of money and a lot of love. Would you like to spend a lifetime for me and share my lifetime love?"

Song Ci couldn't laugh or cry.

Is this a show off or a marriage proposal?

She wiped her tears and laughed out loud, "Okay, I will try to spend all your money."

Song Ci stretched out his left hand, and there was already a simple gold ring on his left hand. That gold ring was the pair used by Song Ci to propose to Han Zhan on the day of receiving the certificate.

The 6.2 carat diamond ring that Han Zhan gave to Song Ci at the wedding has been collected by Song Ci and is easily not worn. And this ring has many traces on it because it is worn every day, and it looks a bit old.

Han Zhan took off the gold ring and put his remade ring on Song Ci's ring finger.

The new ring is customized by Han Zhan and the chief designer of the crowned jewelry brand. The design of this ring is very simple, just a simple plain ring.

The ring looked like silver, but it was actually plated with gold and silver, which looked like silver. The longer the ring is worn, the silver will fade from the ring with the passage of time, finally revealing the color of pure gold.

Its meaning is very beautiful-

When all the silver fades and pure gold is revealed, the owner of the wedding ring should also be gray-haired, hand in hand to grow old.

Steward Cai walked in, stood obliquely behind Han Zhan, and asked, "Sir, the photographer is ready. When will it start?"

"Just come."

Although the sun was shining brightly outside, it was extremely cold, so I stopped taking pictures outside.

The Yulongshan Villa has long been selected as the top of the most beautiful residences in Wangdong City. The starry sky dome of the main building of the villa is well-known throughout the country, so the photographer decided to take pictures of their family indoors.

The photographer's requirements are extremely high, and it took most of a day to take a picture that satisfies him.

After the family photo finished repaired, the photo studio sent the finished product to the mailboxes of Han Zhan and Song Ci.

After the lunch break, Han Zhan turned on the computer and saw the photos in the email. Han Zhan felt that the picture of a family of five in the same frame was really eye-catching, and couldn't help but post one of the photos to his official Weibo account and wrote a rare confession of love.

He wrote--

[August 10, 2020 is her birthday party, and I saw her wearing a fancy dress for the first time.

Holding the grape wine, she smiled and said to me: "Mr. Han, you are welcome." When she laughed, her eyes were very beautiful, as if the Milky Way was shattered in a transparent glass bottle.

At that time, a wishful thinking came to me: I wanted to put the sky full of stars in a glass bottle and put it in my pocket. No one was allowed to peek.

Later, I did it.

Now I am ambitious and have even greater delusions: Song Ci, I still want to spend my life with you. 】

After posting Weibo, Han Zhan ignored him and continued to work.

After the work, he remembered and turned on his phone to check Weibo netizens' messages. As soon as I opened the comment area, Han Zhan saw a comment with the most likes——

Song Song Song Song Ci V: I am not your wishful thinking, you are my human ideal.

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At this point, the text is over.

Of course, the story is not finished yet, Wangwang and Jiang Zhen’s wedding, Beibei’s final home, and Han Miao x Li Ao, Xu Qian x Han Jun