Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

For some reason, Han Zhan's face suddenly popped out of Cheng Yanmo's mind. Thinking of Han Zhan's mixed-race eyes, he asked the housekeeper tentatively, "That little brother, does he have gray-blue eyes?"

Who knew that the butler showed a surprised expression after hearing this, and asked Cheng Yanmo, "Do you still remember, eldest young master? How old were you then?"

Cheng Yanmo was speechless.

He thought to himself, what a coincidence?

Grandpa Han's grandson turned out to be Han Zhan! Doesn't it mean that Han Zhan has only one grandfather? Cheng Yanmo was afraid that he had mistaken the relationship between Han Zhan and Mr. Han, so he asked the housekeeper: "Is Zhan Zhan the grandson or grandson of Mr. Han?"

"Grandson, Mr. Han has only one daughter, and his daughter died early. Zhan Zhan was only six or seven years old when he died."

Cheng Yanmo waved his hand and asked the housekeeper to rest, and he went back to the study alone.

Sitting on the sofa in the study, Cheng Yanmo remembered the scene where he met Han Zhan several times, and he had such a feeling. He finally understood why Han Zhan dared to beat his boss Li Li like that in the boxing gym. In the teahouse, why did Li Li, the boss, take the initiative to open the door for Han Zhan?

The reason is very simple, because Han Zhan is the real boss!

Why was Zeus Aviation able to quickly gain a firm foothold and cut a bloody path among the many state-owned civil aviation companies? Because the backer behind him is Han Aoyu!

Who is Han Aoyu?

That is the person who can make the country fly the flag at half mast after death!

All doubts have been explained.

Cheng Yanmo couldn't help but reflect on what he did to Han Zhan, whether there was anything wrong. He didn't offend Han Zhan, did he? He felt that he should not have offended Han Zhan, but when he thought of his brother who liked to provoke trouble, Cheng Yanmo was not so sure.

On the morning of the 26th, Cheng Ziang got up early and sat at the dining table with a gloomy face. Last night until midnight, people in the WeChat group were still discussing Song Ci's marriage today, and there were still a lot of idiots who wanted to interview Cheng Ziang's mood.

What mood can Cheng Ziang be in?

It's not that he got married!

Cheng Yanmo came downstairs, seeing Cheng Ziang's gloomy face, guessing why this guy was unhappy, he couldn't help but warn him: "Stay at home today and don't go anywhere."

Cheng Ziang sneered, "Don't worry, I don't love Song Ci that much, I'm just angry and feel uncomfortable." Think about it, he is the second young master of the Chuandong Group, how can he not be better than something called Han Zhan?

But Cheng Ziang only dared to say this in his heart, and dared not say it out, for fear of being stared at by his brother.

Cheng Yanmo was still worried about his younger brother. After thinking about it, he said, "If you go to the company with me today, just leave it under my nose, and you are not allowed to go anywhere!"

Cheng Ziang was shocked. "Brother, I'm not a child!"

Cheng Yanmo looked at him indifferently, lowered his face, and said, "If you were a child, I would give you homework." Cheng Yanmo was soft-hearted when he didn't give him homework.

Cheng Ziang couldn't even eat breakfast.

Cheng Yanmo did what he said, and when he went out, he really mentioned Cheng Ziang in the car. When he arrived at the company, he put Cheng Ziang in his office, threw him a notebook, and let him fend for himself.

During the meeting, he had to set up a chair for his younger brother in the conference room, which made all the executives think that Cheng Yanmo was planning to bring Cheng Ziang into the company for training. �€�

How difficult it is for the Cheng brothers to live here, it has nothing to do with Song Ci. She is getting married today, but she is busy.

Song Ci was born in Caijiacun. Later, the sisters grew up. In order to facilitate the sisters to study, the family moved to the city.

When my parents were still there, I would go back to the countryside for a period of time every year to repair and repair the house. After the earthquake, her parents died and her sister became a vegetative person, so Song Ci never took care of the old house.

Because of getting married, Song Ci sent someone to repair the old house in advance. The walls of the house were re-applied with wall coverings, and new furniture was bought.

She lived here last night.

Just at four o'clock, there was a car sound downstairs, and it was the makeup artist team. Song Ci had to get up, made herself a glass of milk sleepily, and was pressed by the makeup artist on the stool to start her makeup and hairstyle.

Everything is ready, it's already bright.

The wedding time was set at nine o'clock, and Song Ci had an hour of free time. She put her phone on the countertop of the drawer and made a video call to Song Fei.

It was one o'clock in the middle of the night in Congo, and Song Fei was already asleep. There was a double bed in the room, Song Fei slept on the one by the wall, and Yan Jiang slept on the side by the window. Hearing the phone ringing, Yan Jiang, who was sleeping lightly, connected to the video.

"Song Song."

Song Ci stared at Yan Jiang for a few seconds before saying, "How long has it been since then, why are you so black?"

The first beautiful man Yan Jiang used to have fair and smooth skin, but in just one month, he turned black. Seeing Song Ci's dislike, Yan Jiang shook his head and laughed. He said, "Near the equator, what do you think?"

Song Ci asked him, "You still sleep in the same room with Song Fei?"

"Um."

"Look at what you are doing. When you climb into Song Fei's bed one day, remember to tell me, and I will set off fireworks for you to celebrate."

Yan Jiang laughed at himself: "You don't need to let it go, I'll let it go by myself."

When the joke time was over, Yan Jiang's expression became serious. He looked at Song Ci quietly, at the way she was wearing a wedding dress, and said sincerely, "Song Song, you are very beautiful today."

Song Ci was a little embarrassed by his praise, and she asked Yan Jiang, "How about comparing with Song Fei?"

Yan Jiang: "In my eyes, Song Fei is a disgraced face, so she looks better than you."

Song Ci pretended to be desperate: "All friends!"

Yan Jiang raised his eyebrows and said, "That's fine, save the red envelopes."

"You are still my good brother." Song Ci turned her face like a book.

Yan Jiang smiled, and then said, "I have prepared a wedding gift for you. Allen should be here soon. Look forward to it."

Song Ci was a little surprised, "You"

She was very moved.

They had been chatting for so long, but Song Ci had not heard Song Fei's voice yet. Song Ci knew that Song Fei must be very tired, that's why she slept so deeply. "Is Song Fei very tired?"

Yan Jiang aimed the camera at Song Fei's sleeping face, and his voice subconsciously softened: "Before she went to bed, she was still looking at the calendar, saying that today is your wedding day. There have been a lot of patients in the past two days, and she didn't take much rest. I fell asleep now, and I can't bear to wake her up."

"It's okay, let her sleep, and when she wakes up, ask her to call me back."

"it is good."

Just as Song Ci was talking, Song Ci heard the makeup artist say, "Song Song, is that Yan Jiang's assistant Aaron?" The makeup artist is a friend of Song Ci, called Aaron. opponent's name.

Song Ci walked to the window and glanced downstairs, and sure enough, he saw Allen. "It's him." Song Ci said to Yan Jiang, "Your assistant is here, let's not talk for now."