Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

Song Fei was silent for a while before calling out Song Ci's name. "Song porcelain."

Song Ci suppressed her anxiety and said, "Song Fei, don't call me by my name, as soon as you call me by my name, something big will happen." The word Song Ci in Song Fei's mouth has become a spell.

Song Fei was silent again, but after a while, the voice sounded again: "Song Ci, I want to go to Africa with my teacher for at least a year."

Song Ci heard it, but didn't make a sound. The beef in his mouth lost all its flavor in an instant.

Song Fei gave Song Ci a few minutes to digest this information. Song Ci inserted a slender barbecue stick into the soil in front of her. She stared at the stick and said glumly, "I can't persuade you, can I?"

Song Fei said, "Song Ci, see you next year."

"Which country are you going to?" Song Ci was a little angry, and her tone became anxious.

Song Fei: "Congo."

Song Ci took a deep breath and scolded Song Fei, "Did you know it's messy there! Song Fei, your life will be in danger! I won't let you go!" , Song Ci just doesn't agree with Song Fei going to that kind of dangerous place.

Seeing Song Ci losing her temper, Song Fei sighed. "Song Ci." Song Fei continued without hearing Song Ci's answer: "The teacher said that my talents and abilities should not be wasted. The Ebola virus has not yet successfully developed an effective antidote. The teacher hopes that I can I want to go with him, too."

"Song Ci, just as the violin is your life pursuit, it is also my pursuit to be a teacher."

"Song Ci, you have to support me."

It was rare to hear such long words from Song Fei, and Song Ci had already been persuaded by her. Song Ci knew in her heart that she should support Song Fei to realize her ideal in life, but she was worried that Song Fei would be in danger.

In the end, Song Ci just asked in a hoarse voice, "Have you told Brother Jiang about this?"

Song Fei was silent.

I don't know if it's guilt or default.

Song Ci suddenly sneered, and she sneered: "Song Fei, in love with you, Yan Jiang has also suffered from bad luck for eight lifetimes."

Song Fei remained silent, even if Song Ci didn't say a word, she didn't hang up. This is Song Fei. She seems indifferent and ruthless, but she never takes the initiative to hang up the people around her.

When Song Ci saw Han Zhan approaching, she spoke again and told Song Fei, "Song Fei, remember, I don't want you to be brilliant, I just want you to be safe."

Song Fei smiled and said, "Little idiot, the scourge has left a thousand years, and I must live a hundred years."

Song Ci snorted and hung up the phone directly.

Han Zhan sat down beside Song Ci and handed the two mutton skewers to Song Ci. "Song Fei's phone number?" He had heard Song Ci calling out Song Fei's name just now.

"Well." Song Ci told Han Zhan, "Song Fei is going to Congo to study the virus with her teacher."

Han Zhan frowned, and he said, "That place is a bit chaotic. I have been there before and was ordered to rescue a group of trapped African aid volunteers in our country. The environment in that place is terrible, the society is chaotic, and it is very dangerous."

Song Ci felt even more anxious after hearing what Han Zhan said. "Song Fei is very stubborn. Even I can't persuade her about what she decides." Song Ci sighed and said in a low voice, "I just want her to be peaceful and mediocre all her life."

"But Porcelain, everyone has their own pursuits. Song Fei is more mature than you, and you know she knows it too. The decision to go to the Congo must be her decision after careful consideration. Since she told you, she hopes to get yours. Understanding and support." Because of his ambition, Han Zhan can understand Song Fei.

Song Ci also understood this principle, but she cared too much about Song Fei, so she couldn't see Song Fei going to such a dangerous place.

"Hope her all right."

After speaking with Song Ci, Song Fei's expression was not relaxed. She held her phone and sat on the rug with her back against the sofa. Looking at the time, it was only more than 20 minutes before Yan Jiang went home, and she was a little nervous.

Yan Jiang returned home on time and saw that the house was completely dark, thinking that Song Fei had not come back. He turned on the lights in the whole house, and carried his bag across the living room to prepare to go upstairs. He passed the sofa and noticed that Song Fei was actually at home.

Seeing that Song Fei was sitting on the carpet and fell asleep, Yan Jiang hurried over and hugged Song Fei by the waist.

As soon as she hugged Song Fei, Song Fei opened her eyes. "What are you holding me for?" Song Fei lay in his arms, staring at Yan Jiang with cold eyes.

Yan Jiang's expression was at a loss, but the arms holding Song Fei were still strong and motionless. He explained with a guilty conscience: "You fell asleep, I'm going to take you back to your room."

Song Fei then said, "You can wake me up."

Yan Jiang: "Then I can't hold you."

He was too upright and honest, so that Song Fei couldn't let out any more cruel words.

"Put me down."

Yan Jiang was like a good baby, and quickly put her down.

Song Fei was lying on the sofa as if she had no bones. She rubbed her stomach, raised her eyelids and looked at Yan Jiang who was standing beside her. After revealing this man's wolf ambitions towards him, Yan Jiang always looked at her with such terrifyingly bright eyes.

Song Fei couldn't bear Yan Jiang's gaze, she suddenly said, "Please invite me to a barbecue, okay?"

Yan Jiang's eyes brightened, "Now?"

"Um."

"it is good!"

Before going out, Yan Jiang put on a cap but no sunglasses. Wearing sunglasses makes the world darken, and with Song Fei around, Yan Jiang just wants to see the light.

Song Fei was still wearing a hooded sweater, and she subconsciously put the hood on when she went out. After getting in the car, Song Fei asked Yan Jiang, "Aren't you afraid of being photographed by reporters?" Afraid of causing trouble for Yan Jiang, Song Fei had to wear a hat every time she went out to feel at ease.

Yan Jiang replied very honestly: "I wish everyone in the world would know about your scandal with me."

Hearing this, Song Fei fell silent.

She took a deep look at Yan Jiang and satirized him: "You are very brave, dare to tease me."

Yan Jiang: "I thought that daring to like you was enough to prove that I was brave enough."

Song Fei looked at Yan Jiang thoughtfully, feeling that he was a little unfamiliar, but not annoying. Capturing Yan Jiang's small eyes while secretly observing her reaction while driving, Song Fei pouted and warned him, "Drive well."

Yan Jiang was busy sitting upright, staring straight ahead.

Song Fei suddenly said, "How cowardly you were before, how did you become like this." Now Yan Jiang, although sometimes cowardly in front of Song Fei, is brave and calm most of the time.

Yan Jiang said, "Without your cover, I have to grow up by myself." If he wasn't brave, how could he protect Song Fei and their children in the future? Yan Jiang didn't dare to say this, so he only dared to think about it in his heart.

Song Fei felt that she didn't understand Yan Jiang anymore.

In the past, Yan Jiang was simple and easy to understand, but also easy to bully. Bullying him was also a pleasure in Song Fei's boring life. The current Yan Jiang looked like a bunch of meat buns, Song Fei could round and flatten it, but what was hidden in the skin of his buns were chili pits.