Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

When he was young, there was a great famine in Henan, and Han Aoyu's father escaped to Hunan with Han Aoyu. His uncle's family went to Shunchen. Later, Han Aoyu followed the army to defend his family and the country. After the country was settled down, he went to register to find his family.

He was lucky, and he really found the only surviving relative of his family, his cousin Han Wanglong. Han Wanglong was only the team captain of a steel factory in Shunshen City at the time, but his son Han Dongliang joined the army and achieved good results, and finally became the dean of the Army Engineering University.

And Han Wangwang is the eldest granddaughter of Han Dongliang.

The Han family has many boys, but girls Jiao'e.

Han Wangwang is regarded as the jewel of the Han family, despite her exaggerated and unreliable dress, she is actually a very smart girl. Not only is she a member of the "High School Student Talent Program", she has participated in the World's Top Scientists Conference at the age of 15. She has an amazing talent in the field of mathematics.

Most of the men in the Han family have joined the army, and even Han Zhan used to be an ace sniper, but the appearance of Han Wangwang will definitely add a 'female scientist' to the Han family. Therefore, the Han family loves this pearl in the palm of the hand extremely.

Song Ci knew that Han Zhan had a cousin, who was said to be only two years younger than her. She was studying at Wangdong University, and it seemed that she was the little girl in front of her.

Han Wangwang looked at Song Ci thoughtfully and asked her, "Who are you?"

A guess gradually formed in Han Wangwang's mind, but she was afraid that she would think too much. The woman in front of her looks similar to herself. Her little cousin has always been stable, reliable and upright. Shouldn't she marry such a small wife?

Song Ci smiled kindly and charmingly. She said, "Hello Wangwang, my name is Song Ci, and I'm your little cousin."

What he thought came true, Han Wangwang's eyes widened.

Sure enough, men are devoted and unchanging, and they will always love those who are 18 years younger!

Her little cousin is also a vulgar

"Xiao, Xiao Biao Aunt?" Han Wangwang stared at her Xiao Biao Aunt's overly delicate and perfect face, her heartbeat was thundering, and she asked suspiciously, "Are you really my Xiao Biao Uncle's wife? How old are you? "

Song Ci: "22 Oh."

Just two years older than her!

Han Wangwang secretly scolded Han Zhan as a beast, a beast, how could he attack a girl of his age! However, looking at Song Ci's alluring face and soul-sucking beautiful eyes, Han Wangwang thought to himself: Who wouldn't love such a good girl?

"Go ahead and sit in the room, Han Zhan will be back soon."

Seeing that Song Ci took out the key from her bag and successfully opened Han Zhan's house, Han Wangwang knew it was true. Her great-grandfather didn't lie, and her little cousin was really married.

Entering the house, he saw the woman's high heels in the entrance cabinet, the woman's small shawl on the sofa, and the navy blue tripod piano in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.

That's right, if you can still find such a beautiful wife at an age, the little cousin has to be nice to the little aunt.

"Drink coffee?" Song Ci asked, standing behind Han Wangwang.

Han Wangwang turned around and took the coffee cup from Song Ci's hand, she said embarrassedly to Song Ci: "My little cousin probably didn't know I would be here today. I went home last weekend and heard my grandfather talk about my little cousin. I just found out that my little cousin is married. I thought they lied to me and wanted to come and see."

Han Wangwang smiled embarrassedly, and she said, "I didn't expect it to be true, my little cousin is really married."

Song Ci grabbed a message, "When did you arrive? Why didn't you call your little cousin?"

"It's been more than an hour, the little cousin's work is more important!"

Taking a peek at Song Ci's beautiful face, Han Wangwang asked her, "Little Biao Aunt, are you a star?"

Han Wangwang was a native of Shunchen, so he didn't know much about the famous people in Wangdong City, so naturally he didn't know that Song Ci was the first lady in Wangdong City. It was the first time she saw someone as good-looking as Song Ci and thought she was a star.

Song Ci shrugged, and she said, "I'm a pilot."

"cool!"

Putting down the coffee cup, Han Wangwang went to the sofa and asked Song Ci, "Are you flying a fighter jet or an airliner?"

Song Ci scratched his head embarrassedly, and said in a low voice, "I'm driving a small passenger plane, I'm your little cousin's private pilot."

Han Wangwang clapped his hands, "It's even cooler!"

"Isn't this the beautiful wife of a pilot who is an overbearing president?" Han Wangwang smiled and said, "Fly in the sky when you put on your uniform, and fly on the bed when you take off your uniform, just think about it and get motivated."

After speaking, looking at Shang Song Ci's playful gaze, Han Wangwang realized what he had said.

She quickly covered her mouth, not daring to look at Song Ci anymore.

Did the little aunt discover her wretched true face?

Han Wangwang looked embarrassed.

Song Ci calmly put the teacup on the coffee table, she said quietly, "Actually, it's more energetic if you don't take it off."

Han Wangwang looked up in amazement. The two little girls looked at each other, and both smelled that the other was the same person, and then they smiled, feeling a little sympathetic to each other.

When Han Zhan stepped out of the elevator, he heard wanton laughter coming from his home. Han Zhan was stunned, who came to his house? He opened the door thoughtfully, and just as his hand touched the doorknob, the door was suddenly pulled open from the inside.

"Brother Han!" Song Ci stood behind the door with a smile, and there was someone hiding behind her. "Guess who's here!"

Han Zhan glanced at the person behind Song Ci, but could not see her appearance, but saw her little dreadlocks. Han Zhan knew it in his heart, he said, "Wangwang dog, what are you doing hiding?"

Song Ci was taken aback.

Want a dog?

Han Wangwang, who was hiding behind Song Ci, jumped out like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

Standing beside Song Ci, Han Wangwang yelled at Han Zhan with his waist on his back, "Little cousin, I said you are not allowed to call me by my nickname!"

A beautiful and cute little girl, how can she be called Wangwang Dog?

Han Zhan: "Oh, I see, Want Want."

Song Ci couldn't help laughing, and was about to laugh when she suddenly heard Han Wangwang say, "Aunt Xiao Biao, do you know what Uncle Xiao Biao's nickname is?"

Han Zhan's expression changed slightly, and he eagerly shouted, "Han Wangwang!" His tone was full of threats.

Song Ci hurriedly walked in front of Han Zhan, covered Han Zhan's mouth with her tiptoes, then turned around and winked and said to Han Wangwang, "Brother Han's nickname, let's talk about it and let's have a good time together."

Han Zhan looked at Song Ci in disbelief. Is this still his porcelain treasure? How can I turn my elbows out?

Han Wangwang snorted triumphantly at Han Zhan, and she said loudly, "Three fats!"

Song Ci was stunned for a while, and then burst into laughter. Han Zhan's mouth was blocked, and his eyes stared gloomily at Han Wangwang, as if he was going to pierce a few holes in her.

Han Wangwang was not at all afraid of the intimidation of her little cousin. She told Song Ci: "My little cousin was very fat when he was a child, with a fat belly and a fat buttocks and a fat chin, referred to as three fat! There are still many pictures of him being fat when he was a child at my grandfather's house!"