Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

After resolving the misunderstanding with Han Zhan, Song Ci felt at ease, and suddenly didn't want to go home. She asked Long Yu to park next to a park, and then called Yan Jiang.

"Ajiang, where are you?"

Yan Jiang's assistant answered the call, and the assistant said, "Miss Song, Brother Jiang has something to do at the moment. He's in a meeting. I'll ask him to call you back later."

"OK."

Song Ci raised her head and said to Long Yu, "I'm not going home, I'm going to see a friend."

"Good lady."

After more than 20 minutes, Yan Jiang called. Song Ci answered the phone and asked Yan Jiang with a smile, "Just in a meeting? Is there a new drama?"

Yan Jiang sneered, "Fart." His gentle voice was particularly interesting for swearing.

"What's that for?"

Yan Jiang's voice was low, and he said, "There is a female singer who wants to go back to China to develop and shoot an MV. Let me play the male lead." How big is the singer's coffee position.

Song Ci asked curiously, "Who is it? Such a great ability."

"Du Xueyan."

Song Ci was very surprised, "My God, Du Xueyan, have you agreed?"

Yan Jiang said: "It's under consideration." After answering, Yan Jiang asked Song Ci: "By the way, you call me at this time, is there anything?"

"I want to go see your cat."

Yan Jiang tilted his head and glanced at the group of high-level executives beside him. He looked at his watch and said to Song Ci, "You go to the coffee shop outside my community and wait for me. I'll be back in an hour."

"OK."

Song Ci finished a cup of coffee and refilled it before seeing Yan Jiang come back. She went out with the Mocha that had been packed long ago and got into Yan Jiang's car.

Long Yu was sitting in the car, and when he saw Song Ci getting into Yan Jiang's car, his heart was tangled. How did the lady get into the car of a strange man?

Should he tell Mr.

Long Yu hesitated.

Yan Jiang noticed a black Volvo parked next to it with a driver in it. He smiled and said, "This is your brother Han's car, right? That's the driver? Your brother Han cares about you very much."

"That's not it, my brother Han is gentle and considerate, diligent and thrifty, and I can't find anyone better than him when I look at Dongcheng." To Han Zhan, Song Ci was a no-brainer.

Yan Jiang raised his eyebrows, "Shaoxiu, I don't care." He added, "Your driver, Brother Long, looks like Brother Monkey."

Song Ci looked at him and laughed. "I think so too. However, the bodyguard Han Zhan found for me is definitely not as easy to bully as he looks."

Yan Jiang agreed with this.

"Let me guess what your driver is thinking now." Yan Jiang held the steering wheel in one hand and the coffee cup in the other, lowered his head and drank, he put on a tangled look, and said angrily: " Why did Miss Song get into a car with a white face? Is there something going on outside? Should I tell Mr. Han?"

Song Ci was amused by Yan Jiang, who kept laughing, "You can shut up."

While the two were joking, the car drove to the door of Yan Jiang's house. Park the car and get out of the car together.

In the distance, the camera flashed, and the picture of the two returning home side by side was photographed by reporters.

After entering the house, Yan Jiang lost the mocha he had not finished drinking, and while changing his shoes, he said to Song Ci, "What to drink? Coffee, or tea?"

"I don't want to drink these, do you have cold drinks? My brother Han doesn't even allow me to drink cold water and drinks." Song Ci really wanted to drink some ice.

"Have."

Yan Jiang made her a cup of kumquat lemon and put a lot of ice on it, Song Ci took a few sips and licked her lips. Putting down the cup, Song Ci couldn't wait to ask Yan Jiang, "Where is my sister hidden by you?"

Yan Jiang's eyes flickered, unable to utter a complete sentence.

Song Ci's eyes became scrutinized when she saw him, "Yan Jiang" Song Ci thought of a certain possibility, she gave Yan Jiang a stern look, and ran upstairs quickly, straight to Yan Jiang's master bedroom.

Song Ci pushed open the door of the master bedroom, and really saw Song Fei sleeping on Yan Jiang's big bed.

Song Fei was wearing a yellow dress, lying on the right side of Yan Jiang's bed. Her face looked a little rosier than some time ago. She wanted to come to Yan Jiang to take good care of her.

On the right side of the bed stood an infusion pump stand, which was used to infuse Song Fei with nutrient solution on a daily basis. Song Ci heard Yan Jiang's footsteps behind her and walked into the house. She turned around and said harshly to Yan Jiang: "If I see any bad marks on my sister, I will kill you!"

Both of them knew what the bad marks meant.

"Turn around, don't peek!" Song Ci said angrily to her brother Yan Jiang.

Yan Jiang honestly turned around, his back was infinitely wronged.

Song Ci lifted Song Fei's skirt, checked her body, and confirmed that there were no traces of ambiguity, Song Ci was relieved.

Yan Jiang explained in a low voice behind her: "I didn't disrespect her, nor would I. I'm just scared." Yan Jiang looked back at Song Fei's sleeping face, and said softly, "Only she lies beside me and can feel it at night. When her heart beats, I will feel at ease."

Hearing this, Song Ci was startled. When she found her sister's nails neatly trimmed by Yan Jiang, she realized just now that she was excited and suspected that Yan Jiang's behavior was a kind of harm.

Song Ci felt a little guilty. "I'm sorry." Song Ci sat beside the bed, like a child who did something wrong, "I'm sorry Ajiang, I shouldn't think of you so badly, I just"

She was just too afraid that her sister would be hurt.

Yan Jiang shook his head. "It's okay." He came over and held Song Fei's thin arm and whispered, "Every night before I go to bed, I have to hold her arm and count the frequency of her pulse, so that I can successfully fall asleep."

"You may not know."

"Huh?" Song Ci looked at Yan Jiang suspiciously and asked him, "I don't know what?"

Yan Jiang said: "Actually, I am very afraid of the dark, and I always have insomnia at night. For so many years, this has always been the case. I have hardly slept through the night." , and never go to bed.

Song Ci knew that Yan Jiang had always had the habit of insomnia, and she couldn't help frowning when she thought of Yan Jiang's childhood experiences. "Is it because of Grandma Yan?" At that time, Grandma Yan had a lung disease. In order not to hold back Yan Jiang, Grandma Yan hung a rope under the beam of her room in the middle of the night.

Yan Jiang got up in the middle of the night to go to the toilet, seeing how terrifying the scene was, but despairing and frightening!

Yan Jiang nodded lightly, his eyes were out of focus, and he said, "As soon as it gets dark, I can always see grandma hanged under the door beam. After so many years, I will never forget it."

The night was long and difficult for Yan Jiang.

Yan Jiang's handsome face was filled with fragility, and Song Ci's heart ached. "Have you considered going to see a psychiatrist?" Song Ci felt that it was not the way for Yan Jiang to continue like this. Maybe a psychiatrist could help him.

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