Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

Looking at Song Ci's eyes from the whole room, it was called satisfaction and love.

"Song Song, sit down!" Han Aoyu pointed to the empty chair, and Han Zhan sat down with Song Ci.

Song Ci and the Mu family had already drawn a clear line, so the Mu family was not seen during the banquet, and no one would be foolish enough to mention this. When everyone was there, the food began to be served.

Desserts are served first, including Song Ci's favorite coconut balls.

Just as Song Ci was about to use chopsticks to pick up the coconut balls, Shen Yubei reached out and turned the rotary disk. The plate of coconut balls turned to Shen Yubei, and Song Ci saw that Shen Yubei took away the roundest and most beautiful coconut ball, and put it into his bowl.

Song Ci raised her eyebrows.

Doesn't the teacher hate sweets the most? Disgusted and tired of panic.

Han Zhan turned the coconut ball in front of him, and he took a coconut ball and handed it to the Song porcelain bowl. "I specially ordered it for you. This dessert in our hotel is very good. You can try it."

"it is good."

Song Ci took a bite of the coconut ball, which was really delicious. Coconut fragrance is strong, the taste is soft and not greasy. She ate one and was about to pick up the second when she saw Shen Yubei secretly put the coconut ball on his plate into Di Rongrong's plate while everyone was not paying attention.

While Di Rongrong was scooping with a spoon, she didn't notice Shen Yubei's petty theft.

Song Ci: ?

The teacher is so cowardly!

Di Rongrong put the steamed abalone on the plate, and noticed that a coconut ball appeared on the white plate.

She stared at the coconut ball, a little stunned.

She loves coconut balls the most, but the calories are too high and she is afraid of getting fat. Di Rongrong is also a strict person, and she eats it at most once or twice a year.

Not many people know that she likes to eat coconut balls, except for the two good sisters Mo Yao and Jin Luolan, there is only one Shen Yubei.

Di Rongrong tilted her head and glanced at Shen Yubei.

Shen Yubei was eating with his head down, not looking sideways, but there was a suspicion that there was no silver 300 taels here. Di Rongrong hesitated again and again, but still ate the coconut ball.

Shen Yubei secretly turned his head, seeing Di Rongrong eating his own coconut balls, he was not so annoyed and felt better.

After dinner, Mo Yao and Li Yao were the first to leave, and she also went abroad to attend an international conference. After they left, Han Dongliang and his son chatted with Han Aoyu for a while, and then left.

Jin Luolan was also busy. When she was about to leave, Jin Luolan found Song Ci and asked her, "Yan Jiang went to Congo? Is this news accurate?"

Song Ci pursed her lips and nodded. She asked Jin Luolan in a low voice, "Godmother, how is the situation over there now?"

Jin Luolan didn't hide it from Song Ci, she said, "It's going to be turbulent for a while, but it's always like this over there. You ask Yan Jiang to pay more attention."

"Thank you godmother."

"Then I'll go first."

"I'll send you off." Song Ci sent Jin Luolan away, and then returned to the dining room. Just as he was about to open the door and enter, he saw the teacher and Di Rongrong sitting together. The two seemed to be talking, and their attitude was quite close.

Song Ci quickly turned around, dragged Han Zhan and left.

Han Zhan asked her, "what's the matter?"

Song Ci: "My teacher is looking for a mistress for me, let's not be a light bulb."

"Your wife? Who?"

"Godmother Rongrong!"

Han Zhan expressed some surprise. He didn't even know that Rongrong's godmother had an affair with Teacher Shen.

Han Zhan took Song Ci upstairs and found Han Aoyu. "Grandpa, shall I take you back?"

Han Aoyu waved his hand and said, "Go play by yourself, leave me alone, your Uncle Zhong will send me back."

Han Zhan agreed. He is also selfish, newly married Yan Er, he wants to do something interesting with Song Ci.

Pulling Song Ci out of Grandpa's room, Han Zhan hooked Song Ci's palm and said to her, "Are you going on a date, Mrs. Han?"

Mrs. Han said this from Han Zhan's mouth, and it was different.

Song Ci listened, her heartbeat quickened slightly. She looked at Han Zhan with a half-smile but was only surprised. "Brother Han, you even know dating."

We've known each other for so long, got the marriage certificate, got the wedding, and the sheets have been rolled over several times. Finally, it's the day when Han Zhan takes the initiative to talk about the date.

It's rare.

Han Zhan felt a little ashamed. He admitted that he didn't understand the style and life was too boring. But he will learn to get along with the young Song Ci.

Han Zhan hooked Song Ci's palm again and asked, "Then, is it a date?"

Song Ci hooked Han Zhan's neck on tiptoe, "Date!"

Dating Song Ci is serious.

She did some strategy and even wrote a set of first date strategy notes.

Handing the note to Han Zhan, Song Ci told Han Zhan: "Brother Han hasn't been in love for many years, so he probably doesn't know the dating routine of our young people. Come on, I wrote all the precautions on the card. Brother Han, look carefully. If you follow this step, nothing will be missing.”

Han Zhan lowered his head and carefully read the contents of the card——

First Date Battle:

1. Wear a couple's outfit with Song Ci.

2. Eat an ice cream with Song Ci.

3. Back Song Porcelain walk for half an hour on the bank of Yulongyuan River.

4. Watch the sunset together in Song Ci, and kiss under the sunset.

5. Have a couple's dinner with Song Ci.

6. When watching a movie with Song Ci, you must buy milk tea popcorn.

Han Zhan held the card and showed a relieved smile. "I was a little worried at first. I didn't know what to do with you on a date. Porcelain, I like your dating guide very much."

"I'm a sweet porcelain treasure."

After finalizing the details of the date, Song Ci changed into a casual and light outfit and went out with Han Zhan. She has black denim pencil pants and a red and black plaid long-sleeved shirt. Her long hair is tied up, making her look younger.

Han Zhan was originally dressed casually, but seeing Song Ci so young and beautiful, he silently walked into the cloakroom and looked at his clothes worriedly.

Given his age and identity, Han Zhan's suits are all low-key and luxurious, elite style, while casual clothes are mostly comfortable sportswear. He also has a few casual shirts, but he also looks old-fashioned.

For the first time, Han Zhan realized that it was time for him to buy clothes.

Han Zhan rummaged through all the clothes in the wardrobe, only to find a gray turtleneck thin sweater that was not so old-fashioned. He changed his clothes and stood in front of the mirror, staring at the man with a sloppy expression inside, feeling unfamiliar.

Song Ci was drinking hot tea and eating nuts downstairs. Finally hearing her brother Han's footsteps going downstairs, Song Ci complained as she turned her head: "My brother Han, you've done a good job, procrastinating, I thought you were wearing makeup"

After seeing Han Zhan's clothes, Song Ci whistled like a hooligan. "Not bad, Senior Han."

Black jeans and a gray loose-fitting thin sweater were put on Han Zhan, who was 1.89 meters tall. He is still a mature, low-key and masculine Han Zhan, but this maturity adds a bit of the vigor of a young boy.

Like a learned and disciplined senior in a university.

Han Zhan blushed slightly because of the phrase 'Senior Han'. He walked up to Song Ci, touched his nose uncomfortably, and asked her, "Will it be weird to wear it like this?"

"Where would it be?" Song Ci walked over and touched Han Zhan's chest, like a little fan girl, her eyes were fascinated. "Brother Han looks so handsome in this way. I will wear it like this during non-working hours in the future."

In this way, the old man has become a pretty brother.

Han Zhan raised his leg and said, "I haven't worn jeans for a few years, I always feel awkward."

"Good-looking." Staring at Han Zhan's slender and powerful legs, Song Ci couldn't help but touched them again. "Let's go, let's go!"

The two drove the Aoyu No. 1 and set off to complete the first stop of the date——

Buy couples clothes!

Wearing T-shirts in this season is a bit cold, and clothing stores have launched long-sleeved models. In the end, Han Zhan chose two zipper jackets, one red and one white, with the words—

Love China!

When Song Ci got the couple's outfit, her expression froze for a second or two.

Han Zhan didn't think anything was wrong. He said, "I looked at this couple's outfit, and this couple's outfit is the most serious one. The copywriting on other outfits is pretty stupid." What's 'my wife, beautiful', 'my husband, handsome ', 'On the left, my pig', 'On the right, a big pig farmer'

In Han Zhan's eyes, those clothes were only worn by neuropathy.

Song Ci took a deep breath and praised Han Zhan: "Han Gegen is a red seedling. He is a good socialist youth, not bad." She took off her shirt, put on the red coat, and put on Han Zhan's white coat again. Only then did the person walk out of the couple's clothing store.

It was the first time that Han Zhan was a little shy in wearing a couple outfit.

When he came out of the store, he stepped very fast, as if he was afraid of being watched. Song Ci trotted after him, "Han Zhan, you can't bully me because of your long legs, wait for me."

Han Zhan stopped, he took Song Ci's hand and walked to the ice drink shop, saying as he walked, "Hurry up, or these people will always stare at us."

"It's okay, we are good-looking, they can see it at a glance."

Han Zhan shook his head and said helplessly, "You're the only one with thick skin."

There was a long queue at the door of the ice cream shop, and Han Zhan pulled Song Ci to stand at the end. Song Ci leaned against his arm and said to him, "Brother Han, buy the biggest one, I like the big one."

Han Zhan: "Well, I know you like big ones."

Song Ci blinked, feeling that something was wrong, so she simply didn't say it. Twenty minutes later, it was Han Zhan's turn. Han Zhan opened his mouth and said to his little brother, "Bring the smallest ice cream."

Song Ci quickly dragged Han Zhan, "The biggest!"

"Small, eat less cold food." His attitude was firm, Song Ci was useless even if he acted like a spoiled child.

In the end, Han Zhan really bought the smallest ice cream. He handed the ice cream to Song Ci, "It's all for you."

Song Ci stared at the ice cream the size of a baby's fist and wanted to bite Han Zhan. "Where can you eat alone, if you agree to eat together, you have to eat together."

Song Ci pulled Han Zhan and walked to a wooden chair to sit down. She was reluctant to finish the ice cream in one bite, so she scraped it little by little with a spoon, as if it would last a long time.

Han Zhan was amused by her pitiful appearance. "As for what, will I give it to you?" Han Zhan threw his spoon into the trash can.

Song Ci looked at Han Zhan and then at the ice cream. Endured and endured, but still couldn't help it, took a few bites of the ice cream and finished licking it.

Han Zhan stared at the white milk foam at the corner of Song Ci's mouth, his eyes darkened. When no one was paying attention, he hugged Song Ci's face and leaned over to lick all the milk foam.

It wasn't until Han Zhan released him that Song Ci came back to his senses. She asked leisurely, "Brother Han, is it exciting to steal a kiss from a young girl on the street?"

Han Zhan reminisced about the delicious food just now, and then nodded. "Stimulate!"

"Old rascal!"

The phone in Song Ci's pocket suddenly rang. "I'll take a call."

She took out her mobile phone and saw that the caller was Mu Qiu. "It's Mu Qiu's call." After saying to Han Zhan, Song Ci answered the phone in front of Han Zhan.

There was a commotion in the street, Han Zhan didn't hear what Mu Qiu said, but saw Song Ci's expression instantly become solemn.

After Song Ci hung up the phone, Han Zhan stretched out his finger and pushed Song Ci's shoulder, and asked caringly, "What happened?"

Song Ci turned back slowly, looked at Han Zhan dazedly, and said in a dazed voice, "Mother fell down, suffered a massive hemorrhage and miscarried, and the person hasn't woken up in the hospital." Just like in the previous life, Du Tingting's child was not saved in this life. .

Hearing this, Han Zhan didn't feel shocked, as if the Mu family's house was struck by lightning overnight and collapsed.

Han Zhan took Song Ci's hand and stood up, "Let's go, go to the hospital, and continue the date another day."

"Um."

When the couple rushed to the hospital, it was already evening, and the smell of rice was wafting in the corridor of the hospital. The two found Du Tingting's ward and knocked on the door.

Aunt Zhang opened the door and saw Song Ci and Han Zhan outside the house. She hurriedly closed the door and walked out, whispering, "Miss Song, Mr. Han, you are here."

"Aunt Zhang, how is my mother doing now?"

Auntie Zhang shook her head worriedly, and said in a low voice, "Madam woke up just now, and the husband just told Madam about the child. Madam is sad now, so she doesn't say a word, she just sheds tears silently. "

"Is my father inside?" Song Ci asked.

Aunt Zhang nodded.

Song Ci thought for a while, took Han Zhan's hand, and said to Aunt Zhang, "Let's go downstairs and wait. When father is gone, Aunt Zhang, please notify me, and I will come up again."

Knowing that Song Ci and Mu Mian were at odds with each other, Aunt Zhang hurriedly said, "Okay."

Song Ci and his wife went downstairs, and Aunt Zhang returned to the room. Seeing Du Tingting burst into tears, some of the tears flowed down her neck, Aunt Zhang hurriedly took the basin to get hot water.

She wringed out the towel and handed the warm towel to Mu Mian. Mu Mian nodded to her, took the towel and walked to the bed, silently wiping Du Tingting's tears.

"Tingting." Mu Mian returned the towel to Aunt Zhang. He took Du Tingting's hand and told her, "Don't be like this, Tingting, it's not your fault that the child is gone. It's your greatest blessing that you're fine."

Du Tingting bit her lip and cried so hard.

She held Mu Mian's hand tightly, sobbing and saying, "I just saw his first B-ultrasound image, he has already formed, he is a person. He is still in my stomach in the morning. , Husband in a blink of an eye, I'm so uncomfortable!"

Hearing this, Mu Mian couldn't help but redden his eyes.

When they are old and have a child again, the husband and wife are looking forward to the arrival of this child in every possible way. When the child is gone, Mu Mian is also in great pain. But Du Tingting's current situation does not allow Mu Mian to continue to grieve the child.

"Tingting, cheer up." Unable to persuade Du Tingting, Mu Mian could only move out of Mu Qiu. "Tingting, you don't even know how Qiu'er was frightened after you fell. In order to save you, Qiu'er drove you to the hospital in person, ran red lights all the way, and nearly rear-ended others several times."

"I learned that you were successfully saved, but the child was gone. Qiu Er cried so sadly. She didn't dare to come to see you, she always felt that it was her fault that you fell. She told me that if you didn't go upstairs to give her Take the card and you won't wrestle"

Du Tingting listened in a daze, thinking of Mu Qiu's child, her heart ached again. "How could this be her fault?"

Knowing how fragile Mu Qiu's mind was, and worried that Mu Qiu would not be able to think about it, Du Tingting hurriedly said to Mu Mian, "Where is the child now? Let her come."

"When I first saw her, she was hiding in the stairwell by herself and crying silently."

Du Tingting pushed Mu Mian's arm and urged him: "Mu Qiu can't be stimulated, and his mood can't fluctuate too much. You go and call her and say I don't blame her."

"it is good."

Mu Mian walked directly to the stairwell.

Mu Qiu was sitting on the stairs. She lowered her head and said nothing.

"Autumn."

Mu Qiu raised his head and looked at Mu Mian, his eyes were swollen like peaches.

Mu Mian came over, touched Mu Qiu's hair, and said, "Your mother told you to go in. You go in and talk to her for a while, and have a good chat."

"Um."

Mu Qiu walked into the ward hesitantly, and when she saw Du Tingting with a haggard expression, she felt even more guilty. After pursing his mouth, Mu Qiucai shouted in a hoarse voice: "Mom"

Du Tingting raised her weak hand and gestured at her. "Come over here in autumn, mom is fine." In order to take care of Mu Qiu's emotions, Du Tingting could only hold back her grief and look calm.

Mu Qiu trotted over and hugged Du Tingting. "Mom, it's all my fault. If it wasn't for me, you wouldn't be in trouble."

Mu Qiu kept crying, she didn't dare to mention the child, for fear of Du Tingting's sadness.

"I don't blame you, how can I blame you?" Du Tingting took out a few soft tissues from the bedside table and wiped away Mu Qiu's tears.

Mu Qiu lowered his head, annoyed and uncomfortable.

Du Tingting straightened her face and called out to Mu Qiu, "Mu Qiu."

Mu Qiu wiped his eyes and looked at Du Tingting.

"Qiu'er, you're right about this today. It was my mother who was not careful. I knew that I had to be careful when I went downstairs, but I didn't pay attention."

Du Tingting has a habit of climbing stairs. She likes to walk in the middle, not both sides. As a pregnant woman, she should have been careful everywhere, she had to lean on the wall or railing when going upstairs and downstairs.

"I was careless. I accidentally stepped on the air and fell down. You're right in autumn, don't feel sorry for me."

Holding Mu Qiu's hand, Du Tingting felt that Mu Qiu's fingers were cold, and Du Tingting covered her with both hands. "I heard from your father that you ran a red light all the way to save me, and almost got into a car accident. Mom's life was saved in autumn, and Mom has to thank you."

Hearing this, Mu Qiu hurriedly shook his head. As a child, when my mother is in trouble, I should try my best to save my mother's life.

"Mom, you scared me to death today, I thought I would lose you." Mu Qiu recalled her mother's bloody appearance, and her legs were weak.

When Du Tingting saw that Mu Qiu was really frightened, she smiled weakly and reassured Mu Qiu: "You see, isn't it okay for mom? It's just that the bleeding hurts the body, so if you take a good rest, you can recover."

Under Du Tingting's comfort, Mu Qiu finally calmed down, and stopped digging into the bull's-eye.

"By the way, mother, sister and brother-in-law are also here. They don't want to meet Dad. They are waiting downstairs." Mu Qiu called Song Ci to inform Song Ci about Du Tingting's miscarriage. After Song Ci came to the hospital, she went to look for it. Mu Qiu.

Hearing this, Du Tingting looked at Mu Mian subconsciously.

As soon as Mu Mian received Du Tingting's sobbing eyes, he couldn't resist. "Okay, I'll go out." Mu Mian said that he would leave, simply and neatly.

As soon as Mu Mian left, Du Tingting said to Mu Qiu: "Autumn, you can call your sister and they come up."

"it is good."

Mu Qiu took out his mobile phone and called Song Ci, telling them to come up.

After a while, Song Ci and Han Zhan came with a lot of nutritional supplements in their hands.

Han Zhan put down the nutritional supplements, walked to the bedside, called Du Tingting "mother", persuaded her to relax, and then left the ward.

There were only three of them left in the room. Song Ci sat down beside Mu Qiu, she could not help sighing when she saw Du Tingting's pale cheeks. "Mother, you have suffered this time."

Du Tingting almost cried again, but she still held back.

"I'm very lucky to be able to get this life back. That child and I," Du Tingting patted her lower abdomen lightly, and choked up, "It's because we don't have that good fortune, and our fate is weak."

Song Ci enlightened Du Tingting: "The kid must have forgotten something and went back to get it. When he finds it, he will come back again."

Du Tingting smiled far-fetched. "I'm not a young girl anymore. You can get pregnant if you say that you can get pregnant. Besides, I don't want to have another child. The arrival of this child was an accident."

The existence of this child itself is unfair to Mu Qiu. Now that the fetus is aborted unexpectedly, Du Tingting will definitely not regenerate.

Hearing Du Tingting say this, Mu Qiu said, "It's okay to have another one. You are old, and you must have a child to accompany me to feel at ease."

Song Ci glanced at Mu Qiu out of the corner of the eye, seeing her sincere expression, but didn't say anything.

Du Tingting shook her head at Mu Qiu, and she said, "No, it's enough for us to have you."

"But I" Mu Qiu tilted his head and looked away, sighing in a low voice, "How many more days can I stay with you?" He suffered a heart attack this morning, and he was giving her an alarm, reminding her to finish the unfinished business as soon as possible. Do it, no regrets.

Du Tingting felt at a loss, unable to answer, and felt depressed.

The atmosphere was a little heavy, and no one spoke.

Later, Song Ci was the first to break the silence. She said, "Mother doesn't have a change of clothes here, should I go back and get you clothes?"

Du Tingting suddenly bleeds heavily. Mu Qiu and Aunt Zhang rushed to send Du Tingting to rescue. Where can I get clothes? She is still wearing hospital clothes.

Du Tingting has a delicate body. She was allergic to the hospital gown she was wearing, and she had red lumps all over her body. Hearing Song Ci say this, Du Tingting felt itchy everywhere on her body.

"I just think it's too itchy." Du Tingting scratched her shoulders and said to Song Ci, "Bring me a set of clean sheets by the way, and then bring the mites removal device at home, I sleep with the hospital sheets. Not used to it."

When Du Tingting was a girl in her parents' house, she was the little princess. After marrying Mu Mian, the first few years were rough, but she lived a carefree life. Later, when Mu Mian developed, Du Tingting rarely even entered the kitchen.

It is understandable that a woman who has been pampered and grown up all her life is hypocritical.

"it is good."

Song Ci got up and was about to leave, but Du Tingting suddenly looked at Mu Qiu again and said to her, "Autumn, you go back with your sister, you need to rest, you can't stay here at night."

Mu Qiu shook her head subconsciously, "No!" She couldn't worry about Du Tingting and wanted to accompany Du Tingting. "It doesn't matter to me, I want to stay here with you, talk to you, and relieve boredom."

Du Tingting's face sank, "Obey!"

At this moment, Mu Mian pushed open the door and entered. He happened to hear the conversation between the mother and daughter, and said to Mu Qiu: "Autumn, go back with your sister, have a good rest at night, and don't come over again."

Mu Qiu didn't dare to disobey Mu Mian's intention. Although Mu Mian usually pampered her, when he gave an order, Mu Qiu did not dare to rebel.

"What about you, Dad? Will you stay here with Mommy?"

"Of course I'll be here with your mother."

Only then did Mu Qiu agree to go home.

Song Ci and Mu Qiu came out of the ward. She saw Han Zhan standing on the phone at the end of the corridor, so she stood there waiting for him.

Han Zhan turned around and saw Song Ci and Mu Qiu. He hurriedly said a few words to the person on the other end of the phone before hanging up. Han Zhan strode over and asked Song Ci, "You came out so soon? Why don't you talk for a while?"

"I'm going to get my mother some change of clothes." Song Ci asked Han Zhan, "Brother Han wants to take me there?"

"I send you."

On the way back, Han Zhan drove, Song Ci and Mu Qiu sisters sat in the back. The makeup on Mu Qiu's face was very light, revealing the original white complexion.

Song Ci noticed that her face was wrong, and asked her, "You look weak, are you not feeling well?"

Mu Qiu nodded hesitantly. "Sudden arrhythmia in the morning, very uncomfortable. Sister, I may not have much time to live."

Looking at Mu Qiu's young face, Song Ci's mood was complicated. For a moment, she thought about letting go of her hatred.

"I heard from my mother that Song Fei went to Congo." Mu Qiu suddenly mentioned Song Fei.

Hearing this, all the pity in Song Ci's heart dissipated, she hummed and said, "It's been more than a month."

Mu Qiu added: "The Congo side is very chaotic. I read news reports that there are often civil riots and riots there, and many people have died."

Song Ci narrowed her eyes and didn't say anything, she just stared at Mu Qiu with deep meaning. After a while, Song Ci withdrew her gaze, she picked up the thermos cup and unscrewed the lid.

After taking a sip of hot water, Song Ci said, "That's Song Fei's own choice. Even if something happens, it's her life."

Mu Qiu tilted his head to look at Song Ci and asked her, "Do you really think so? Don't you worry about Song Fei?"

Song Ci: "Of course I'm worried, but Song Fei said that being a virus expert is her ideal. She is so smart, she should benefit the country and mankind, and I can't stop her."

Mu Qiu admired Song Fei a little. She leaned her head against the glass window and sighed, "I envy her so much. I can do whatever I want."

"What are you envious of? Her work is full of dangers, but it's not that easy to do. Every time she faces a patient, she's wrapped up tightly, hot and stuffy."

"That's true."

When they arrived at Mu's house, Mu Qiu and Song Ci packed Du Tingting's clothes together.

"Where are the sheets? Which set to choose?" Song Ci asked Mu Qiu.

Mu Qiu said, "There is a set of pink daisies. My mother likes that set very much. I will look for it." Mu Qiu squatted in front of the cabinet looking for sheets, while Song Ci was looking for a mites remover.

Turning over the bedside table, but couldn't find the mites remover, Song Ci asked Mu Qiu again, "I didn't see the mites remover, do you know where it is?"

Without raising her head, Mu Qiu said, "It may be in the toolbox downstairs. Aunt Zhang usually does the cleaning and sanitation at home, and she also uses the mite removal instrument."

"Then I'll go get it."

Song Ci went downstairs and found a mite removal instrument in the corridor cabinet at the door of the nanny's room. She went upstairs with a mites remover, but when she climbed the stairs, she didn't pay attention. The soles of her feet slipped, and she fell on the steps and ate a dog.

Song Ci sat up slowly, hugged her sore calf, and grinned and called to Han Zhan, "Brother Han, I fell and got hurt."

Han Zhan was feeding the koi in the yard of Mu's house. Hearing the movement, he put down the fish food tray and turned around and ran into the house.

Picking up Song Ci and placing it on the sofa, Han Zhan lifted Song Ci's jeans. The panties were too tight, and the fabric squeezed Song Ci's wound during the process. She couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.

Han Zhan's movements were gentler, but he scolded: "Why are you wearing such tight pants? For fear that others won't know that your legs are long and thin?"

"nice."

Han Zhan shook his head and did not continue to talk to her.

A blue-purple scar fell on Song Ci's calf bone, but it was not a big problem, and the bone was not injured. "I'll rub it for you with medicinal wine when I look back, it's fine."

"it is good."

"I'm going upstairs to pick up something, you wait for me here."

"it is good."

Han Zhan came to the door of the master bedroom on the second floor and walked in without knocking. Mu Qiu had already packed up his things. She thought it was Song Ci who came in, and said without looking back, "Sister, everything is packed."

"Well, let me mention it."

The man's voice suddenly sounded behind him, and Mu Qiu was startled. She turned around, stared at Han Zhan in surprise, and asked, "Brother-in-law, is it you, where is my sister?"

Han Zhan said, "I accidentally knocked on the stairs and injured my calf. I rested downstairs. Where are the things?"

Mu Qiu pointed to the two LV old flower bags on the ground. "Both packs."

Han Zhan bent down and lifted two large bags with one hand. He carried his bag and walked out. Mu Qiu followed behind him and asked, "Isn't my sister seriously injured?"

"Nothing serious."

When he was about to reach the stairwell, Han Zhan suddenly stopped.

Mu Qiu kept walking with her head hooked, but did not notice that Han Zhan stopped, and her head hit Han Zhan's back. "I'm sorry, brother-in-law."

Mu Qiu rubbed his forehead, took a step back, and looked up at Han Zhan in front of him, wondering why he suddenly stopped.

Han Zhan walked to the entrance of the corridor. He stared at the solid wood stairs, and suddenly said, "The stairs in your house are very smooth. In one day, two people fell in a row."

Mu Qiu looked at the corridor suspiciously, and she said, "Is there? I've fallen a few times before, but I noticed it later, and I haven't fallen."

Han Zhan glanced at her and said, "People are always careless."

"Um."

When they got downstairs, Han Zhan squatted in front of Song Ci, facing Song Ci with his generous and powerful back. "Come up."

Seeing that Han Zhan was carrying two bags, Song Ci was reluctant to press him. "I can go by myself."

"Carrying you is like carrying a milk doll." Han Zhan put down his bag, directly supported Song Ci's legs, and carried her on his back. "Stand on yourself."

Han Zhan carried the bag with one hand and supported Song Ci's thigh with the other, and walked towards the door.

Song Ci wrapped her hands around Han Zhan's neck, hooked her feet around Han Zhan's waist, and asked him, "Am I fat?"

Han Zhan: "I don't think so."

"I'm sorry." Han Zhan suddenly apologized.

Song Ci felt inexplicable, "Why are you apologizing to me?"

Han Zhan explained: "I was supposed to have a perfect date with you today. I haven't carried you for a walk by the river, watching the sunset, eating a couple's meal, watching a movie, and kissing good night."

"It's alright." Song Ci rubbed her cheek against Han Zhan's short hair, and she said, "Aren't you going to carry me on your back now? It can be considered that you have completed the project of walking on your back during the date."

"I always feel wronged." Han Zhan left regrets on the first date. He thought about finding another opportunity to make up for Song Ci with a perfect date.

When he was about to walk to the side of the car, Song Ci suddenly whispered, "Brother Han."

Han Zhan: "Well."

Song Ci: "There's a ghost on that staircase."

Han Zhan's footsteps paused slightly, as if he was not surprised, he hummed and continued to walk to the car.

Putting Song Ci down, Han Zhan stuffed things into the trunk and watched Song Ci sit in the co-pilot and fasten his seat belt before Han Zhan got into the driver's seat.

The car drove out of the small courtyard of Mu's house and could see the majestic door of Amethyst Capital. Han Zhan asked Song Ci, "What did you find?"

Song Ci said: "Aunt Zhang said that my mother accidentally fell when she was going downstairs, and she kept falling on the corner platform before she stopped."

"So, my mother fell on the stairs on the corner platform of the second and first floors. I just went upstairs and deliberately walked in the middle, and I fell."

"Going in the middle?" Han Zhan caught the oddity and asked, "Why go in the middle?"

Song Ci looked in front of the car, and the figure seemed to be shaking. She said: "Because my mother went up and down the stairs and used to walk in the middle." Only the closest people can remember these details.

In the future, the daily update will be divided into two chapters, the number of words is reasonable, and it does not look so tired.