Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

Song Ci stared at the two characters carefully, and after a while, she said: "It's a bit ugly."

Han Zhan's eyes dimmed, he lowered his eyes and said, "My left hand usually has no problem writing and handwriting, but it is not as good as my right hand to sculpt such fine words with a carving knife. The words are a bit ugly, you can bear it."

Song Ci was slightly startled. "You carved it yourself?" She subconsciously looked at Han Zhan's hands.

Han Zhan nodded, and said, "I just carve this when I have nothing to do on the plane."

Knowing that it was the two characters engraved by Han Zhan, Song Ci only thought they were beautiful. She hurriedly put the necklace on her neck, got up and looked in front of the mirror. The more she looked at it, the more satisfied she became. She couldn't help taking pictures and posting them to Weibo to abuse the dog.

Han Zhan was really relieved to see that she liked it.

Seeing Song Ci bragging about the little stone to Yan Jiang with his mobile phone, Han Zhan was a little helpless, "Okay, go to sleep, don't be stinky."

Song Ci can't sleep yet, she plans to see a movie. She got up and walked upstairs, and found that Han Zhan hadn't followed, and then asked him, "Brother Han isn't going upstairs?"

Han Zhan said: "You go up first, I want to work out, and I will come up to you later."

"Work out? Don't you always work out in the morning?"

Han Zhan glanced at the take-out box in the trash can, and said helplessly: "I have eaten a lot recently, and I need to exercise more."

Song Ci, who had caused Han Zhan to eat too much, didn’t realize that she stood up and patted her thigh, and said, “Then I’ll go upstairs first. By the way, I’m going to meet Liang Bo tomorrow. I have to make an appointment with him. ."

"it is good."

Song Ci went upstairs, twisting his hips. Han Zhan stared at Song Ci's thin arms and legs, then looked down at his abdomen and legs, not daring to think about the scene after he gained weight. An old, fat, and handicapped man is not worthy to stand with Song Ci.

Thinking about it, Han Zhan quickly got into the fitness room.

When Han Zhan finished working out and returned to the room sweating profusely, Song Ci had already fallen asleep holding his mobile phone. Han Zhan took out the mobile phone in her palm and put it on the dressing table to charge it before going to take a bath.

A good night's sleep, early the next morning, Song Ci and Han Zhan went out together.

Han Zhan went to the company, Song Ci went to see Liang Bo, and they both rode in the same car. At the door of the company, Han Zhan got out of the car, and Song Ci also got out of the car. Hearing the movement behind him, Han Zhan looked back and saw that Song Ci also got out of the car. He asked, "What are you doing when you get off? Don't you want to find Liang Bo?"

Song Ci did not answer, but hugged Han Zhan directly. This is the peak time for work, and there are many people around. The embrace of Song Ci and Han Zhan succeeded in attracting everyone's attention.

Song Ci put red lips to Han Zhan's ear and said, "Husband, go to work, don't pay attention to other little fairies." After that, Song Ci got into the car and let Long Yu drive away.

Han Zhan stood silently and waited for Long Yu to drive away before he turned and entered the company building. Along the way, many people smiled ambiguously at Han Zhan.

When he came to the office, Han Zhan saw Li Li standing in front of his office with a cup of coffee. Li Li whistled to Han Zhan, and said locally, "Mr. Han, Yan Fu is not shallow, and there are beautiful women at work."

Han Zhan stopped to look at Li Li.

Li Li's eyes had the color of Indigo Naturalis. He was obviously busy taking care of his sick mother and didn't have a good rest. Han Zhan asked him: "How is Auntie's health? I think you have heavy eye circles. Go back and rest today."

Li Li shook his head, "No, there is an important meeting today. I must attend."

Nodded, Han Zhan asked again: "Auntie is in better health?"

"It's much better." Thinking of something, Li Li suddenly said: "My mother really likes his wife, saying that the wife is nice and warmhearted."

Looking at Han Zhan coldly, Li Li said in a weird manner: "Mr. Han, you are so lucky. My mother saw my sister-in-law and has been urging me to find a girlfriend to marry as soon as possible..." After being forced to marry for a few days, Li Li As soon as Li saw the culprit Han Zhan, he felt resentment.

Han Zhan smiled unpredictably, "A girlfriend is easy to find. A good one like Song Ci is not necessarily easy to find."

Li Li grinned and cursed something.

"What are you whispering?" Han Zhan asked, narrowing his eyes.

Li Li grinned and gritted his teeth, "I said, I wish you and your sister-in-law husband and wife love, happiness, live together, and give birth to a beautiful son!"

Han Zhan and Yan Yue smiled, "Your mouth is really sweet today." As soon as the conversation turned, Han Zhan said again, "No matter how sweet you are, you can't find a girlfriend!"

Li Li was angry. "Who says I don't have a girlfriend, I also have a girlfriend, OK? My girlfriend is talented and still a writer." After speaking, Li Li's phone rang suddenly. He glanced at the caller's name, put one hand in his pocket, and went on the phone.

Han Zhan smiled and shook his head, only when Li Li was talking about it.

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Liang Bo and Song Ci met in a teahouse.

To see the goddess, Liang Bo dressed very handsomely. The three-piece suit was hot and uncomfortable to wear on him, but Liang Bo still sat well and looked forward to Song Ci's arrival.

Song Ci arrived as scheduled.

Entering the tea room and seeing Liang Bo sitting at the tea table in a handsome dress, Song Ci laughed directly. Song Ci's last life and Liang Bo were really well acquainted, knowing that in private, Liang Bo was a person who can wear a vest without a shirt, and can wear pants without trousers.

It's really hard for him to wear this kind of virtue today.

Hearing laughter, Liang Bo looked up suddenly. Seeing Song Ci, Liang Bo blushed immediately.

Song Ci wears a black denim shirt and a pair of off-white ultra-high-waisted wide-leg trousers on her lower body, which makes her aura of two meters eight. Liang Bo was embarrassed to look at Song Ci. He lowered his head slightly and said in a low voice, "Miss Song, you are here."

Song Ci gave a hum, and sat down opposite Liang Bo. She was a little hot, lifted up her short hair and fanned her neck with her hands. "It's really hot wearing a neck brace." Song Ci was annoyed by the neck brace, just wanting to take it off earlier.

Hearing this, Liang Bo raised his head and boldly looked at Song Ci. For the first time, he saw someone so pretty even with a neck brace. "Ms. Song had been in a car accident before. Has the injury healed? When can this thing on the neck be taken off?"

Song Ci's car accident caused a tsunami in Wangdong City. At that time, many people wondered whether Song Ci was retaliated against.

After all, she is so beautiful. Women's beauty is an advantage, and sometimes a weapon to kill them.

Song Ci: "It's not a big deal. The neck brace can be removed in a week."

When Song Ci met Liang Bo in the last life, Liang Bo was in his thirties. After the prosperity was gone, the ups and downs were gone, he was already a stable and tough man. At this time, Liang Bo had the starlight on his body, but he also had some immature and youthfulness.

Such Liang Bo is as tender as the shoots just emerging.

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