Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

Unexpectedly, they really knew each other. Cheng Ziang was a little surprised. He hurriedly asked Cheng Yanmo, "How is the grandson?"

Cheng Yanmo has only met Han Zhan twice, once by accident, and once at a formal business meeting. The man named Han Zhan attended the meeting with Li Li. Although he was Li Li's subordinate, Li Li's attitude towards him was not like that of an ordinary subordinate.

Cheng Yanmo couldn't guess Han Zhan's true identity either, but his intuition told Cheng Yanmo that the man named Han Zhan would not be as mediocre as outsiders saw.

Although Cheng Yanmo was unfamiliar with Song porcelain, he also had several connections. Although the woman of Song Ci did not cling to the powerful, her personality was arrogant and her eyes were above the top. The man who can be attracted by her will be a nobody?

Cheng Yanmo saw that Cheng Ziang was unconvinced by this, he frowned, and could not help but beat and warned Cheng Ziang: "Idiot, don't provoke Han Zhan, be careful to kick the iron plate."

"Oh" Cheng Ziang listened, as if he didn't hear it.

On the other end, Song Ci hung up Mu Qiu's phone and went back to the room to dry her hair.

She sat on the edge of the bed and couldn't sleep. As if there was a consonance in the heart, WeChat suddenly lit up, and someone sent a message. Song Ci opened it and saw that it was Han Zhan, who sent a video.

Song Ci opened the video.

Holding his mobile phone, Han Zhan pointed the camera at the dazzling luxury shops in the Galeries Lafayette department store, and his deep and sweet voice sounded: "Porcelain, do you have anything you want? Make a list with me, I'll bring it to you."

This is the first time that Han Zhan has taken time to go shopping during a business trip. After all, he is a family member, so he shouldn't go home empty-handed. Han Zhan didn't expect Song Ci to reply. After all, eight o'clock in his place was three o'clock in the middle of the night in Wangdong City.

Li Li said that girls like bags, especially Song Ci, a beautiful girl who pursues fashion. Han Zhan plans to pick some good-looking bags for Song Ci. He didn't know what kind of bags Song Ci liked, but it was absolutely right to buy the best-selling models in the store.

As everyone knows, Song Ci didn't sleep.

Song Ci made a video call directly to Han Zhan. As soon as Han Zhan walked into a luggage store, he heard the bell of the video request.

He was amazed. Song Ci hasn't slept yet?

Han Zhan took the video.

Song Ci leaned against the head of the bed, the light in the room was on, and she didn't look sleepy. She shouted softly, "Brother Han."

Han Zhan frowned and looked at Song Ci's appearance on the phone, "Are you still awake, or are you awake?" He decided to let Song Ci recite and copy the Han family's house rules and regulations a hundred times after he went back, and let her develop A good habit of going to bed early and getting up early.

Song Ci replied, "I slept, but I dreamed of you again. I woke up empty, lonely and hot, and I couldn't sleep."

Han Zhan said subconsciously, "Why is it empty and lonely and hot, shouldn't it be empty and lonely and cold?" He thought that Song Ci had said something wrong.

Song Ci threw a wink at him, and she said, "I miss you, so it's hot, understand?"

Han Zhan: ""

He looked left and right subconsciously, and confirmed that there were no Chinese people there, no one could understand, and the old man's restless heart calmed down. "Don't seduce me." That was cruel.

Song Ci sighed, her face collapsed, and she said listlessly, "I had a nightmare."

Han Zhan picked up a bag and was about to show it to Song Ci. After hearing this, he put down the bag and walked out of the store. After finding a place with few people and standing still, Han Zhan carefully looked at Song Ci's face, only to realize that her face was a little pale.

"What did you dream about?" Han Zhan's tone became extremely concerned.

Song Ci's heart warmed, and then burst out laughing. She said: "I was thinking about it every day and dreaming at night, and I made a fuss."

"What's the matter, tell me."

After a moment of silence, Song Cicai told Han Zhan about the nightmare just now, "Mu Qiu came to see me tonight, and told me some sincere words. Anyway, it's not some touching words of sisterhood." She laughed at herself, and then added. Said: "She was drunk at night and slept on the sofa in our house."

"I had a dream in the middle of the night. I dreamed that Mu Qiu threw a drug in my wine. I woke up in pain and saw Mu Qiu digging my heart. When I woke up, I realized that I was dreaming." Song Ci remembered that dream, and still felt lingering fears.

"When I got up and went downstairs to look for Mu Qiu, I found that Mu Qiu left without saying hello. I was bitten by a snake for ten years and I was afraid of the rope. Isn't it useless?" Song Cidu I'm embarrassed to let Han Zhan know that she is so timid, and she just lives in the same room with Mu Qiu, and she has nightmares.

After Han Zhan listened to her story, he didn't laugh at her. He said to Song Ci in a coaxing tone, "Cibao, I'll buy you a bag. Would you like to go to bed earlier?"

Song Ci raised her eyebrows. "Bag?"

In fact, as a celebrity, you will never dislike too many bags. However, Song Ci hesitated again when he thought about the life style of Old Man Han and Han Zhan.

Mr. Han was obviously a hero of meritorious service, but he went home to farm after retirement, and he has no longer been involved in official affairs. Han Zhan, despite his wealth, lives in a duplex building, drives a Volvo, and helps those who really need help.

The real rich is never rich in money, but rich in spirit. Song Ci recalled her previous behavior of worshipping money in pursuit of luxury and famous brands, and felt ashamed in her heart.

She wants to be a person with a heart of gold and silver like Mr. Han.

"Forget it, I don't have a shortage of bags." After thinking about it, Song Ci said, "Brother Han, bring me a beautiful stone back, okay? Every time you go on a business trip to a new place, bring me one. Beautiful stone."

Han Zhan felt that this gift was too shabby, and he despised Song Ci. He said, "Let's change it."

Song Ci said, "Littleness is light and affectionate. In this way, you can engrave the word porcelain treasure on every stone, and I can keep it for a lifetime." Every stone can be preserved until the end of the world.

Song Ci hoped that Cibao, a person like him, could also be presumptuous on Han Zhan's heart for the rest of his life. This has nothing to do with love, but only possessiveness, Song Ci excuses herself like this.

Seeing that Song Ci didn't seem to be joking, Han Zhan agreed.

After chatting with Han Zhan for a while, Song Ci was completely relaxed. After hanging up the video, she lay on the bed, thought for a while, then rolled over to the side where Han Zhan usually lay, and fell asleep after a while.

At the other end, Han Zhan went back to the hotel alone.

After he took a shower, he sat on the edge of the bed in his nightgown, turned on the computer and pulled up a video. If Song Ci is here, you will be able to find out that the master bedroom of Han Zhan's house is being monitored in this video!

The video Han Zhan checked was the surveillance footage from 11:00 to 3:00 tonight. In the surveillance camera, Song Ci was covered with a thin quilt and slept soundly. Han Zhan dragged the progress bar, and when it was 2:40 minutes, he suddenly sat up straight.