Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

Zhong Bugui thought for a while, and said hesitantly, "Old man, don't you think that Song Ci and Mulan's sister look alike?" Mulan is Han Aoyu's only daughter and Han Zhan's biological mother.

It has been too long since no one mentioned the name Mulan in front of Han Aoyu. Suddenly hearing Mulan's name, Han Aoyu felt a pain in his chest and his expression became sad.

Han Ao looked up at Zhong Bugui, his expression was a little hesitant, and he asked, "Like it?"

Zhong Bugui nodded, "It's somewhat similar, not skin, but bone. The charm between their brows is very similar."

"No wonder." He said that Song girl's face was a little familiar. After thinking about it carefully, she did miss his daughter Mulan.

Han Aoyu sighed sadly, and said, "Zhan Zhan was seven years old when Mulan left." The seven-year-old child has already remembered things. Mulan's death had a huge impact on Han Zhan. Han Zhan rarely mentioned his deceased mother in recent years, but it didn't mean that he didn't miss him.

Han Aoyu felt that Han Zhan suddenly married a woman, which was too hasty, and felt strange in his heart. After discovering that Song Ci and Han Zhan's mother looked a bit like Han Aoyu, Han Aoyu was relieved.

"Zhan Zhan lost his mother since he was a child. Maybe when he saw Girl Song, he felt attached to her, so he chose her."

Zhong Bugui also felt that this guess was the most reasonable. "Perhaps." “

The hotel is not far from Han Zhan's house, about ten minutes' drive away. It was half past ten when Song Ci and Han Zhan came out of the hotel. Han Zhan is a person who is used to going to bed early. The two of them did not hang out outside and drove home directly.

Sitting in the co-pilot, Song Ci rubbed her stomach and asked Han Zhan, "When is Grandpa going to go back?"

"tomorrow."

"Leave tomorrow?" Song Ci was a little surprised, she sat up straight, she said, "Why don't you play for a few more days? Anyway, I have nothing to do, I can take care of him, and I can accompany him around Wangdongcheng. "

"It's a little troublesome," Han Zhan said.

"What's the trouble?"

Seeing that Song Ci didn't understand, Han Zhan explained: "He has a special status. If someone knew that he came to look at Dongcheng, someone would definitely come to visit. My grandfather said that when he retired, he would no longer ask about official affairs."

Song Ci pondered for a while, and just now she wanted to understand the reason why Han Aoyu was in a hurry to go home. She couldn't help but sigh in admiration: "Grandpa really is a transparent person."

The car was parked in the underground garage, and the two took the elevator upstairs. Song Ci looked at the two figures in the wall and remembered something, her right hand hooked Han Zhan's left. "Brother Han."

Han Zhan looked down at her. "What's wrong?"

Song Ci hinted at him: "What am I to you?"

Han Zhan was a little confused.

What kind of weird question is this?

I always feel that the answer should be an inappropriate one. Han Zhan said uncertainly: "You are my Youlemei?" A few years ago, this meme was very popular, and Han Zhan had heard of this meme.

Song Ci's face froze, and she almost broke. She smiled and said, "No. Think about it again." It was so natural that she had been moved for a long time.

Han Zhan couldn't think of it for a while, so he looked down at Song Ci. Song Ci's eyelashes are very long. At this moment, her eyelids are slightly drooping, and the eyelashes cast a row of gray-blue shadows on the porcelain-white skin under her eyes. When the eyelashes flicker, the shadows change.

Very moving.

Fu Ling was so happy, Han Zhan was enlightened. "Porcelain treasure." The man's deep voice, with a seductive magic power, sounded above Song Ci's head.

Song Ci opened her eyes wide, feeling happy. "How did you come up with this name?" Song Ci was taken aback when he suddenly heard Han Zhan call his porcelain treasure tonight.

Han Zhan said, "I think it suits you very well." She is Song Song and Song porcelain of many people, but she is destined to be only his porcelain treasure.

Song Ci rubbed his earlobes awkwardly, and muttered, "You have a good eye."

Walking out of the elevator, Han Zhan kept staring at Song Ci's red ears. When he got home, Song Ci washed up first, and Han Zhan sat by the bed and changed Song Ci's WeChat remarks to porcelain treasures, and also changed his phone remarks.

Song Ci came out after taking a shower. She wiped the lotion on her body. Before it was completely dry, she didn't wear pajamas, only wrapped in a loose bathrobe. "Brother Han, go take a shower."

"Um."

The newly bought makeup table has arrived. Song Ci sits in front of the table and takes care of her skin. Han Zhan comes out of the shower and sees Song Ci still fiddling with her bottles. He raised his eyebrows, thinking that girls are really not easy, especially beautiful girls.

Han Zhan looked at the time, it was half past eleven.

must sleep.

He lay down on the inner side of the bed, leaving the other side for Song Ci. After wiping off the cream, Song Ci went into the cloakroom to change into pajamas, and then got into bed and burrowed into the quilt. As soon as she came, Han Zhan could smell the faint fragrance on her body. "What body lotion did you put on?"

Song Ci said, "It tastes like green tea." She said to herself, "I'm a green tea bitch."

Han Zhan smiled.

He wanted to sleep with Song Ci in his arms, but he hesitated and dared not stretch out his hand. Song Ci suddenly said, "They say that men are born to kiss. When kissing, the Adam's apple rolls up and down."

Han Zhan opened his eyes and looked at her with a burning gaze, not sure what she meant, and asked tentatively, "What do you want to say?"

Song Ci turned over, holding his head in his hands, and there were thousands of styles in his wink. Seeing her like this, Han Zhan's scalp was excited. Song Ci said, "I want to see how your Adam's apple rolls."

Han Zhan can hold back, but he is not a man. �€�

the next morning.

Han Zhan stood in the room, tying his tie, and when he picked up his watch, he glanced at the time.

seven thirty.

In so many years, this was the first time that Han Zhan got up late. He glanced at Song Ci, who was soundly asleep on the bed, and suddenly pouted his lips in a self-deprecating manner. Han Zhan, Han Zhan, you call yourself a gentleman, but in front of beauty, you are not shit.

I advise you to be an individual.

When Han Zhan came to the company with his briefcase, Li Li couldn't help shaking his head when he saw him. "Tsk tsk tsk, Mr. Han, it's strange, you are actually late." Han Zhan glanced at him lightly, and entered the office without saying a word.

How can Li Li understand the sweet sadness of married men?

Li Li followed Han Zhan into the office. As soon as the door closed, he put away his smile and his expression became serious. "I can't accompany you on this business trip."

Aoyu No. 1 will be officially launched in the European and American markets tomorrow. There are many occasions to negotiate the launch of new products. This business trip will take a week. Li Li should have gone with Han Zhan, but he couldn't leave this time.

Newly married Yaner, Han Zhan just realized the fun between husband and wife, and didn't want to be separated from Song Ci. He originally planned to let Li Li go to the United States on a business trip by himself, but he stayed at home to accompany Song Ci, which seemed to be impossible.

Han Zhan took off his suit jacket and hung it on the floor hanger. He unbuttoned the cuff buttons of his shirt and asked him, "What's the matter with you?"

Li Li rubbed his eyebrows irritably, and said in a low voice, "My mother is going to have a minor surgery, so I have to accompany her."

Han Zhan was a little surprised, with a look of concern on his face, "Isn't Auntie's body always in good shape? What kind of surgery is this going to be performed?"

Li Li said, "It's a uterine fibroids, and the uterus needs to be completely removed. I have to be by her side to be at ease."

"That's not a minor operation." How important the uterus is to a woman is self-evident.

Han Zhan is not the kind of unreasonable boss, so he agreed immediately.