Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

"Mr. Han." Cheng Yanmo spoke first, breaking the silence.

"Mr. Cheng, I see that you seem to have something to say to me." Han Zhan is good at playing with people's hearts, and he is also a good at reading words and expressions. Cheng Yanmo looked at himself before, obviously hiding a lot of doubts, as if he had something to say.

Cheng Yanmo deliberately didn't ask what the relationship between Han Zhan and Han Aoyu was, but said, "Some time ago, the owner of my family's Houshan Forest Villa moved back."

Han Zhan asked him, "My grandfather mentioned me to you?" Han Zhan indirectly admitted that he and Han Aoyu were grandsons.

Cheng Yanmo would not mention his grandfather for no reason. Since he took the initiative to mention it, he had already guessed his identity. It doesn't make sense to hide it.

When the guess was confirmed, Cheng Yanmo couldn't help but sighed: "It turns out that Mr. Han is really the grandson of the old gentleman." Cheng Yanmo shook his head and laughed, "Mr. Han is really hiding."

Han Zhan couldn't help but think that when he met Cheng Yanmo for the first time at Mrs. Cheng's banquet, Cheng Yanmo followed a set of practices that would not easily offend others or despise others easily. "Mr. Cheng is also not exposed."

Cheng Yanmo couldn't tell for a while whether Han Zhan was praising him or mocking him.

Standing up straight, Han Zhan turned his head slightly and looked directly at Cheng Yanmo. Cheng Yanmo wore silver-rimmed glasses and glanced at him. He was gentle and gentle, with the elegance of a literate person and the dignity of a rich and noble son.

But once you look deeply into the black eyes behind the lens, it is like looking into two old wells, looking at the ancient wells without waves, but bottomless.

Han Zhan sighed in his heart, "You have grown up." He raised his hand and compared his chest, thinking of his childhood. "You always ran behind me back then. You were a lot shorter than me. You looked like you had a cold and runny nose. You were very cowardly."

Cheng Yanmo was rarely embarrassed. "It was young then."

Han Zhan shook his head, not interested in continuing to recall the past with Cheng Yanmo.

They are not children anymore, they have grown up and each has their own position.

"I know you're investigating me." Han Zhan cut through the mist and opened the skylight to Cheng Yanmo to speak brightly. "If you're trying to persuade me to take a step back and let go of the Mu family, I'm sorry, but I can't."

Cheng Yanmo felt troubled. "Is there really no room for a slow turn?" He and Mu Qiu were lovers in the end, and if he could help, he tried his best to help.

Han Zhan shook his finger. "No, Song Ci is my bottom line. What the Mu family did is too much."

Patting Cheng Yanmo on the shoulder, Han Zhan admonished Cheng Yanmo in an elderly manner: "Xiao Momo, if you don't want to get all covered in mud, don't go to the Mu family's muddy waters."

Cheng Yanmo originally wanted to plead for Mu Mian a few more words, hoping that Han Zhan would sell him a thin face based on the friendship between the two families. But Han Zhan's little ink made Cheng Yanmo sluggish.

After silently digesting this nasty name, Cheng Yanmo still did not give up, and asked again, "Is it really impossible to compromise?"

Han Zhan shook his head, "No." He pursed his thin lips and put on a gesture of refusal that he didn't want to speak any more.

Seeing this, Cheng Yanmo had no choice but to give up.

Han Zhan still has to go to Song Ci, so he doesn't have the energy to accompany Cheng Yanmo. "Excuse me, let's talk when we have time."

Staring at Han Zhan's fast-paced back, Cheng Yanmo's eyes gradually condensed two pure black spots of light. In a trance, he seemed to have returned to that dream and saw Han Zhan in his forties.

In that dream, Han Zhan, who was in his forties, was already a business myth in Wangdong City and the most honorable richest man. Not only is he rich and the country is rich, but in the business world, he can also determine the fate of the world with one word, and he is a person admired by all businessmen.

Because of that dream, Cheng Yanmo was restless all day.

The reason is this-

Yesterday, Cheng Yanmo was still on a business trip abroad.

I heard that Mu Qiu fainted due to a sudden myocardial infarction and was admitted to the hospital, and it is very likely that he will have a heart transplant. Cheng Yanmo missed Mu Qiu in his heart, and worried that there would be an accident in the middle of the operation, so he immediately left the affairs at hand to his confidants and took a plane back to Dongcheng.

The plane encountered air turbulence over Tibet for a while. At that time, the situation was urgent and uncontrollable. The flight attendant kept reminding them to put on life jackets.

Cheng Yanmo put on a life jacket, and the person swayed with the fuselage. In a trance, many unfamiliar but realistic images appeared in his mind.

Cheng Yanmo saw many pictures, including him, Mu Qiu, Song Ci, his younger brother Cheng Ziang, and the wealthy Han Zhan.

It was a different future.

In the future he saw, Song Ci did not marry Han Zhan, but his pustular brother. The two beat each other for several years, and finally Song Ci pierced Cheng Ziang's small intestine with a knife, and the marriage ended in a funny way.

And Mu Qiu also married him in 22 years and gave birth to two children for him. One woman and one man, smart and cute.

But the good times didn't last long. At the age of twenty-nine, Mu Qiu's heart suddenly rejected and needed to be replaced again. Coincidentally, Song Ci, the adopted daughter of the Mu family, was involved in a car accident and fell into the Yulongyuan River.

Song Ci signed an agreement on voluntary organ donation after her death. After her death, her heart was naturally donated to her closest family member, Mu Qiu.

Not only that, Song porcelain's double lungs, kidneys, including corneas and well-preserved hands were donated to those who really needed them.

She once relied on her amazing beauty and musical talent to become famous in the entire Wangdong City and even in the whole country. After her death, she didn't even have a whole body!

Mu Qiu survived, which was a good thing. But what followed was one bad thing after another. First, Mu Mian was accused by a woman of murdering his partner Su Buwang and his first love when he was young.

Mu Mian was imprisoned and sentenced to death, and the Mu family completely collapsed.

After that, the Cheng family's industry was suppressed and excluded from all over the world. Cheng Yanmo was in a passive position. He was so busy that he searched for a long time to find the black hand behind the Cheng family.

Unexpectedly, that person turned out to be the richest man in Wangdong City, Han Zhan!

Cheng Yanmo believed that he had no bad friends with Han Zhan, and wanted to meet and discuss with Han Zhan many times, but Han Zhan avoided him.

He fought non-stop with Han Zhan for six years, and lost every step of the way. Chuandong Group was finally defeated at the feet of Zeus International.

On the night when Chuandong International was acquired by Zeus Airlines, Cheng Yanmo drove his car into the majestic big house in Wangjiang Mountain regardless of the guard's stop.

He found Han Zhan and angrily asked why Han Zhan wanted to kill his family.

The man was dressed in black, standing under the blooming magnolia tree in his backyard. He touched his eyes softly, and said in a gentle tone, "Look, the magnolias are blooming." He seemed to be whispering to his lover, with a very soft tone.

Cheng Yanmo glanced at the magnolia tree, full of hundreds of flowers, it was indeed beautiful.

"It's a pity she can't see it." Han Zhan raised his hand and took off a magnolia, he put it in front of his nose and sniffed, and said to himself, "She said that she likes magnolia flowers, so I planted a garden full of them in the yard. Magnolia tree."

"I've been alone in this yard for six years, but I'll never be able to wait for their owners." Han Zhan crushed the magnolia flower with two fingers on his left hand, and white juice flowed out.

Cheng Yanmo stared at the flower juice, his eyebrows twitched. He heard Han Zhan say, "Mr. Cheng, go back and say hello to Mrs. Zun on my behalf. Just ask her, Song Ci's heart, is she okay with it?"

Cheng Yanmo was shocked.

He could never have imagined that the decline of the Cheng family and the Chuandong Group was due to a woman! A married and divorced woman!

After Cheng Yanmo returned home, he asked Mu Qiu what Han Zhan meant by that. In desperation, Mu Qiu admitted his crime to him.

Only then did Cheng Yanmo know that the death of the first lady, Song Ci, was not an accident, but that Mu Mian's father and daughter conspired to murder her, and wanted to take her heart to save Mu Qiu's life!

Cheng Yanmo looked at his wife, who was as beautiful and elegant as a girl, with a sense of absurdity being deceived. How could the wife he loves be such a woman who kills without blinking an eye, and can kill a woman who is in love with her sister in order to survive?

Because of this, the relationship between the two broke apart, and although they did not divorce, they lost their relationship as husband and wife.

The following year, when Mu Qiu was crossing the road, he suddenly fainted from a cerebral hemorrhage and was run over to death by a car that did not control the speed of the car. As for Cheng Yanmo, he was forced by the bank and his creditors to be unable to move an inch, and finally committed suicide.

The future he saw was absurd and terrifying.

Cheng Yanmo fell into that dream-like illusion and lost his mind. At this moment, a child walked past Cheng Yanmo. The balloon in his hand was accidentally crushed by him, making a popping sound.

Cheng Yanmo seemed to hear the gunshot, and felt the pain of the bullets breaking his throat and neck. He suddenly came back to his senses, and in his sight, Han Zhan had just walked away.

Thirty-two-year-old Han Zhan and forty-seven-year-old Han Zhan's shadows overlapped, causing Cheng Yanmo to break out in a cold sweat as if he had just woken up from a dream.

Seeing that the child frightened Cheng Yanmo, the child's father quickly apologized to Cheng Yanmo: "I'm sorry, the child is naughty, did you frighten Mr.

Cheng Yanmo looked at the broken balloons in front of the child, and always felt that something along with the balloons cracked, exploded, and could never be recovered.

"It's alright." Shaking his head, Cheng Yanmo took the elevator of the Science and Technology Building downstairs and left the hospital.

He is a materialist, and he doesn't believe in ghosts, gods, or Buddhism, nor in past and present lives. But the scenes in the dream were so clear and vivid that even when I think about it now, I still feel a chill behind my back.

Cheng Yanmo had to believe that this might be a warning from God, warning him not to provoke Song Ci and Han Zhan, and not to entangle with Mu Qiu, so as not to repeat the mistakes in the illusion.

The Cheng family and the Chuandong Group cannot be destroyed in his hands!

He can't be that sinner! -

knock --

After knocking on the door, Song Ci stood outside the ward door, waiting patiently.

The person who came to open the door was Du Tingting. As soon as she opened the door, she saw Song Ci standing outside the door, her expression suddenly flashed, and she was very embarrassed.

"Song Song" Du Tingting timidly called Song Ci. After Song Song shouted, Du Tingting hooked her head. The incident last night made Du Tingting face Song Ci shamelessly.

Song Ci saw Du Tingting's guilt and embarrassment in her eyes, and her heart was slightly moved. "Mother, your face is ugly, didn't you rest last night?"

"Where can I sleep?"

The two never mentioned the matter of Mu Mian, as if this would deny the fact that Mu Mian was trying to hurt Song Fei.

Song Ci glanced behind Du Tingting and saw that Mu Qiu was still lying on the bed, motionless, she asked, "I heard that Mu Qiu had a heart attack last night, haven't you woken up yet?"

Noticing that Song Ci was calling Mu Qiu's name, it was no longer an affectionate cry, Du Tingting understood Song Ci's position.

Shaking her head, Du Tingting told her, "She suffered from heart failure very quickly and started coughing with blood in her sputum."

Du Tingting did not continue to speak.

Song Ci also understood what Du Tingting meant.

Since Mu Qiu hasn't woken up, she doesn't have to go in. "Mother, you have to take care of your body, I'll go first." She also had to go downstairs to visit Song Fei.

Du Tingting suddenly grabbed Song Fei's wrist.

Song Ci turned back, looked at Du Tingting, and said nothing.

Du Tingting looked at Song Ci with tears in her eyes, her lips moved, as if she had a lot to say. Song Ci could read the information in Du Tingting's eyes, but she pretended not to understand.

Song Ci said, "I'm leaving." She reached out to take Du Tingting's hands away.

Du Tingting held her tightly.

Before Song Ci was about to throw her hands away, Du Tingting suddenly thumped and knelt down to Song Ci. When she knelt down, her hair was disheveled, and her elegance and extravagance were absent.

"Song Song," Du Tingting lowered her head, her tears just hit the floor.

Song Ci stared at her expressionlessly, without saying a word.

Du Tingting held Song Ci's hand, lowered her head and cried, "Song Song, Qiu'er is about to die, Song Song, have pity on me, don't let them take Mu Mian away, okay?"

Pressing his right hand on Du Tingting's hands, Song Ci opened Du Tingting's fingers one by one.

Withdrew his hand and looked at Du Tingting indifferently, Song Ci asked Du Tingting, "You persuaded me to leave Mu Mian to you, then who persuaded Mu Mian to leave Song Fei to me?"

As the wife of the perpetrator, how did Du Tingting have the face to ask her the victim's sister's forgiveness? If murder can be forgiven, what else is there to do with the law?

"Mother, one person pays the debt to the other. I won't bet on you for Mu Mian's crime, but mother also don't force me." Song Ci was as cold as black iron, she said, "I won't let Mu Mian go. , Song Fei, she is my bottom line."

Du Tingting knew that Song Ci would not spare Mu Mian.

She thought that Song Ci and Mu Qiu had a deep relationship, so she didn't give up and played the emotional card. "Song Song, your father was blinded by lard, so he did such a foolish thing! But he had no choice but to do it for Mu Qiu. You and Mu Qiu are sisters, you really can't let your father go. Is it? If she sees her father in jail in the fall, she gets anxious and might die!"

Du Tingting is not a ruthless person, she can be said to be a kind and weak woman. But this weak woman put the knife of family affection on Song Ci's neck, forcing her to be soft-hearted.

Song Ci felt a chill in her heart, "Sure enough, my own daughter is valuable, and other people's daughters are cheap." She squatted down and looked at Du Tingting.

Looking at Du Tingting's tearful appearance, Song Ci asked her, "Dare to ask mother, from beginning to end, did you really not know what Mu Mian did?"

Du Tingting was speechless when asked by Song Ci.

"As early as two months ago, when Mu Qiu was hospitalized for the first time, in a cafe, you asked me about Song Fei's whereabouts. At that time, you were aware of Mu Mian's ill will towards Song Fei, right?"

"Mother, you are still helping Mu Mian in the end. Your concealment of Mu Mian's despicable actions is actually helping Zhou to abuse!"

As soon as he said the words "Abusive", he pinned Du Tingting on the spot, unable to move. Du Tingting was bloodless in the scene, and her eyelashes trembled wildly.

She couldn't help thinking that if she had found out that Mu Mian had bad intentions towards Song Fei, she would have told Song Ci about it. Sister Song Ci kept an eye on Mu Mian, wouldn't this happen last night?

Realizing that her invisible connivance to Mu Mian indirectly caused this situation to happen today, Du Tingting blamed herself.

At this time, Han Zhan came over and saw Du Tingting kneeling and Song Ci squatting, he probably understood what happened. "Get up." He took Song Ci's arm and helped her up.

Song Ci stood beside Han Zhan obediently.

Han Zhan looked down at Du Tingting condescendingly. Although he knew that this woman was not bad, Han Zhan was still unhappy with her covering up for Mu Mian.

"Mrs. Mu." Han Zhan has no relationship with Du Tingting. Unlike Song Ci, he has to think twice about his words. He told Du Tingting: "Instead of begging Song Ci to forgive Mu Mian here, it's better to ask your husband what other illegal and criminal things he has done."

Looking at Mu Qiu sleeping on the bed in the ward again, Han Zhan said, "It's better to brighten your eyes and take a good look at your own daughter, what kind of person she is."

"Excuse me." After speaking, Han Zhan took Song Ci and left.

When Du Tingting heard Han Zhan's words, she felt even more uneasy, and her eyebrows kept beating wildly. Has Mu Mian done something else that hurts the world?

Will not!

Husband is not so cruel.

This time targeting Song Fei was also because of Mu Qiu's illness, so he had to do it! Besides, Du Tingting can still see clearly what kind of person her daughter is.

Han Zhan must be frightening himself!

Du Tingting can only comfort herself like this.

Han Zhan took Song Ci for a walk, and when Du Tingting was out of sight, he released Song Ci's wrist. "Did you soften your heart again just now? Can't bear it anymore?" Han Zhan hated that iron could not become steel, and wanted to shake Song Ci's head and empty the water in her head.

Song Ci said: "I didn't sympathize with her, and I didn't have the heart to bear it. I felt that she was quite sad. I have been in bed with my husband for more than 20 years, but I don't know the true face of her husband. The daughter who brought up her own hands is also a blank eye. Wolf."

"I just think it's sad that a woman lives for her sake."

Han Zhan knew that Song Ci was soft-hearted.

"Are you still going to see Song Fei?"

"go."

Song Ci and Han Zhan came to Song Fei's ward together.

Hospital beds are tight, and there are no extra beds in either VIP wards or general wards. Not only that, but there are people waiting in line to be hospitalized.

Song Fei was still living in that ward last night. She had woken up and changed into light blue pajamas. Yan Jiang sat silently on the stool of Song Fei's hospital bed, staring at her without blinking.

That focused and serious demeanor, like a dragon staring at the golden gem, for fear of being stolen.

Since Song Fei woke up, Yan Jiang has been looking at her like this. No matter how strong Song Fei's psychological quality is, her scalp feels numb. "Can you stop looking at me like that?" Song Fei's icy voice was filled with helplessness.

Yan Jiang didn't seem to hear what she was saying, and remained motionless.

Song Fei suddenly asked him, "Have you not slept or eaten these days?" In less than ten days, Yan Jiang had lost weight, and his eyes were blue-gray.

Song Fei felt a little pain in her heart.

She hesitated to reach out and stroked Yan Jiang's cheek. There was no meat on it, and it felt uncomfortable. "Too thin!"

Song Fei was about to withdraw her hand when Yan Jiang suddenly grabbed Song Fei's elbow, pulled her up from the bed, and pulled her into his arms.

Song Fei was unprepared and fell into his arms.

She raised her head and scolded angrily, "What are you doing! I'm dizzy?" After being given general anesthesia, Song Fei was dizzy and a little nauseous. Being dragged by Yan Jiang like this made her stomach feel uncomfortable.

The rest of her words disappeared into Yan Jiang's thin red slender eyes.

"It's hot." Yan Jiang said inexplicably.

Song Fei understood what Yan Jiang meant, and she no longer struggled.

Yan Jiang raised his right hand, and followed Song Fei's eyebrows and nasal bones with his fingertips earnestly. Every piece of skin his fingers touched was hot.

It is hot and alive.

"A Fei." Yan Jiang lowered his head, his forehead was against Song Fei's forehead, he said softly, "A Fei, be nice, don't push me away in your dreams."

Song Fei was stunned.

There was a rare look of surprise in her frosty eyes.

Dream?

Yan Jiang thought he was dreaming!

Song Fei realized that Yan Jiang's mental state was a little abnormal, and she felt remorse and a little angry. Is this guy so vulnerable without her?

But she was reluctant to push Yan Jiang away.

Song Ci and Han Zhan walked into the ward and saw the men and women hugging each other by the window. Song Ci paused and hesitated before turning around and pulling Han Zhan's hand.

Han Zhan understood what she meant.

The two quietly exited the ward and stood in the corridor. Song Ci said, "Brother Han, prepare some money. I estimate that my family will marry my sister in this year and a half."

Han Zhan touched her hair with a smile, and asked her, "How much are you going to give?"

Song Ci: "You have a good relationship, you can do it yourself."

Han Zhan sharply showed the jealousy and anger in Song Ci's words, he frowned and explained seriously, "I don't have a good relationship with Song Fei, I'm good to you, that's why I'm good to her, it's Aiwu Jiwu. "

He likes Song Ci, but not every good-looking girl who looks like Song Ci, he likes it.

Song Ci sneered coldly and sneered at Han Zhan, "You have a bad relationship, so will you conspire to cooperate together? Will you lie to me and A Jiang?"

Hearing this, Han Zhan's handsome face was directly cracked. With a guilty conscience, he still held a posture and asked Song Ci in a puzzled manner: "What are you talking about, why can't I understand."

"Don't understand?" Song Ci pointed to Song Fei's ward and questioned Han Zhan, "You dare to say that Song Fei was kidnapped by Mu Mian, you didn't participate?"

Just as Han Zhan was about to defend himself, Song Ci added, "I won't tell anyone else, but I still know how smart my sister is. She is so smart and cautious, will she be easily caught by Mu Mian? She deliberately caught the net, designed to let Mu Mian jump into your trap, and deliberately took revenge on him."

Han Zhan was startled.

He underestimated Song Ci, this girl is not stupid and sweet, she is like a mirror in her heart, she can see everything clearly.

Song Ci was still saying: "Mu Mian and Du Tingting have lost a child, and Mu Qiu has become their only sustenance. Mu Qiu's time is short, and in this case, Mu Mian is naturally willing to do it at all costs. Save your daughter's life."

"At this time, the situation between me and Song Fei will be very dangerous. But recently, the number of bodyguards around me has not increased, which means that you know that I will not be in danger. I am not in danger, that Song Fei who is in a turbulent place There will be danger."

"Song Fei is far away in Africa, where people often die, and Song Fei would not be suspicious if she died unexpectedly in Africa. Mu Mian only needs to spend some money to create the illusion of Song Fei's death, and then think of a way to secretly transport Song Fei back to China. This way. , he can take Song Fei's heart and save Mu Qiu!"

Looking at Han Zhan mockingly, Song Ci sneered. "Anything I can think of, Brother Han, you are so smart, so naturally you want it too. You know that Song Fei has become a thorn in Mu Mian's eyes, how could you let Song Fei go to Kinshasa alone?"

Don't look at Song Ci's clear logic in analyzing this matter, in fact, she is not sure whether the truth is true or not.

She is guessing.

But as the guess deepened, the more she felt that her analysis was correct. In the process, she also noticed some things that she had missed.

Song Ci told Han Zhan again: "Yesterday at noon, when I went downstairs to the Zeus Building, I seemed to have seen Long Yu. Long Yu looked back at Dongcheng, right?"

Long Yu's return could not be hidden from Song Ci, so Han Zhan hummed.

Song Ci's expression became more indifferent. "Long Yu's hometown is in the north. It's autumn now, and the sun is not as hot as summer. Long Yu went back to his hometown and looked back at Dongcheng. Why is it dark like an African?"

Song Ci narrowed her charming eyes and bluffed Han Zhan: "Han Zhan, did you send Long Yu to Kinsasha?"

Han Zhan's eyes on Song Ci finally changed.

For the first time, he realized that Song Ci was also a smart girl with a brain.

"Can you just be my silly white sweet porcelain treasure?" Han Zhan patted Song Ci's head, a little distressed, "What are you doing so smart?" She could rely on her looks to eat, but she chose to rely on it. IQ.

It's an admission!

Han Zhan and Song Fei jointly planned this revenge. They deceived Song Ci by hiding it from Song Ci. Song Ci was particularly aggrieved by being deceived by the two most important people around him.

Song Ci was so angry that she ruthlessly knocked off Han Zhan's claws. "Don't touch me!" Song Ci turned around and walked downstairs, her back in a hurry, like a cat whose tail was stepped on.

Han Zhan was a little cowardly.

Song Ci was really angry this time, the kind that wasn't easy to please.

Song Ci returned to the ward without saying a word, and was about to leave the hospital after packing up.

Originally, it was to pretend to be sick to gain the sympathy of the masses, so that they could go to Netease Mountain to fan the flames and create momentum for Song Fei. Now that the goal has been achieved, Song Ci doesn't need to live in the hospital anymore.

She simply packed her toiletries and went to the nurse's desk to go through the discharge procedures. Han Zhan was standing on the nurse's desk, and when he saw her coming with a bag of toiletries, he volunteered and stretched out his hand, "I'll bring it up."

Song Ci took him directly as air.

It was boring to discuss, Han Zhan looked embarrassed.

Song Ci quickly completed the discharge procedures, and Han Zhan followed closely during the process, afraid that Song Ci would disappear as soon as he closed his eyes.

When Song Ci reached out to hire a taxi, Han Zhan finally couldn't stand it any longer. He ran up with a few strides, hugged Song Ci horizontally, and walked towards his car.

Song Ci struggled in his arms, "Put me down!"

Han Zhan: "Don't make trouble, get in the car and make trouble."

Song Ci was locked in the car by Han Zhan.

The two sat in the back row, each occupying a parking space, separated by a baby's distance. Song Ci's eyes reddened with grievance, and she stubbornly looked out the window without looking back.

Han Zhan had no choice. After thinking about it, he said, "How about we go to the fruit store to buy a durian, and I go home and kneel on the durian?" This was the cruelest punishment Han Zhan could think of.

Song Ci almost burst into tears and laughed.

She held back her smile, turned her face, and looked at Han Zhan blankly.

Han Zhan knew that he was wrong in this matter, so he lowered his stance and took the initiative to sincerely admit his mistake. "I'm sorry Porcelain, I did partner with Song Fei to deceive everyone. I know I was wrong, but give me another chance to choose, I will still do it."

Song Ci was a little soft-hearted at first, but when he heard what he said later, he became angry again on the spot. "You're not wrong! You're still righteous!"

"Song Fei is more wise and resourceful than you. This matter is actually her idea." Han Zhan said calmly, "If she can come up with such a ruthless method, you are incomparable. Only a ruthless person like Song Fei , can complete such a dangerous revenge. Song Ci, compared with Song Fei, you are too kind and weak."

Han Zhan's precise analysis left Song Ci speechless.

Although she knew that what Han Zhan said was the truth, she was still angry. "This incident is full of thrills, are you not afraid that my sister really has an accident?"

"No, everything is under our control. The people who transported Song Fei from Kinshasa back to Wangdongcheng were none other than Long Yu and the others."

Song Ci was stunned.

She murmured, "That's why Mu Mian was the one who was invited to enter the urn. He was doomed from the beginning." Being able to come up with this method, Song Fei was indeed a ruthless person.

"Yes." Han Zhan told Song Ci: "When I heard Song Fei say this bold plan, I knew that Mu Mian was finished."

Anyone who faced a madman like Song Fei who even dared to kill himself would lose.

Although the plan was meticulous and it was accomplished very successfully, Song Ci was still afraid. "Anyway, I won't forgive you easily."

Han Zhan couldn't help but worry, "Then how can you forgive me?"

It is impossible for Song Ci to fight Han Zhan to the end because of this matter. It is the husband and wife who fight at the head of the bed and at the end of the bed. Song Ci thought for a while before telling Han Zhan viciously: "One durian is not enough, at least two."

Han Zhan: ""

Han Zhan still had work. When he got home, he stayed in the conference room and turned on the Internet TV to hold a meeting with Li Li and a group of senior managers.

This is not the first time Han Zhan has held a video conference with them. Everyone is still familiar with Han Zhan's conference room.

Li Li stared at Han Zhan, and suddenly said, "Mr. Han, have you changed your chair?" Han Zhan in today's video conference seemed to be a bit taller than usual.

Han Zhan glanced at Li Li coldly, "Yeah."

No one knew that Mr. Han, who had a calm and calm expression, was actually kneeling on a chair, with a black keyboard resting between his chair and his knees.

Durian Song Ci is reluctant to kneel on Han Zhan's knees, but it's still okay to kneel on the keyboard.

Bei Zhan smiled and said, "Your chair is too high, we have to look up at you."

Han Zhan: "You have to get used to admiring me." After all, he is the richest man in the future.

Everyone: ""

Han Zhan was having a meeting upstairs, while Song Ci was sitting on the sofa talking on the phone.

Su Beibei's voice came to Song Ci along the receiver. "After thinking about it, I still think the relationship between Mu Mian and his father Mu Congjun is worth pondering."

There was no one downstairs, it was very quiet, Su Beibei's voice was amplified infinitely and played back in the whole living room.

Song Ci heard Su Beibei's whistle, she frowned and asked, "what are you doing?"

"Outside." Song Ci thought Su Beibei was hanging out outside, but heard Su Beibei say, "On the way to the resting hall."

"What are you doing in the resting hall?" Song Ci sat up straight.

Su Beibei: "I'm going to see Mu Congjun again, I always feel like I'm missing something." Intuition is the sixth sense, which tells Su Beibei that Mu Congjun is the most critical entry point.

Song Ci looked at the time and said, "I'll come with you."

Su Beibei looked at the navigation and told Song Ci, "I'm near your house, I'll pick you up."

"it is good."

Song Ci went upstairs and knocked on Han Zhan's conference room door.

Hearing the knock on the door, Han Zhan said to Li Li and the others, "Wait a minute." Han Zhan turned off the video first, and then removed his legs from the keyboard.

Kneeling for more than 20 minutes, my knees are very uncomfortable. Han Zhan rubbed his kneecap through the fabric of his suit pants, then got up and walked to open the door.

Seeing that Song Ci was wearing a coat and carrying a bag, obviously going out, Han Zhan asked Song Ci, "Where are you going?"

"Beibei is near my house, invite me to play." Song Ci hugged Han Zhan's cheek and kissed, then waved, "I'm going out to be cool, Brother Han doesn't have to wait for me for lunch."

Song Ci twisted her hips and left.

Han Zhan suddenly felt lonely.

Song Ci was not at home, so Han Zhan simply put away the computer and went to work.

Su Beibei's car is parked outside the gate of the community, and the Porsche sports car is very recognizable. Song Ci sat in her co-pilot and said with emotion: "Your car is not cheap, right, you guys who write novels make money."

Su Beibei: "It's okay."

Song Ci admired Su Beibei a little. She said, "My brain is not good. I used to write essays that were always off topic. I especially admire those who can write stories."

Su Beibei looked at Song Ci's face with almost flawless skin, and said, "I envy those who will be reincarnated and look good."

"You look good too."

Su Beibei pointed to her eyes and said, "Double eyelid, I did."

"It's quite natural." Song Ci approached Su Beibei and looked at her double eyelids, "I'll say something is wrong. The pictures of you when you were a child were obviously of single eyelids, but I thought they grew out later. This is the one you're looking for. The hospital is not bad, it's in good shape, Li Li definitely can't see it."

Su Beibei: "I do double eyelids because I think double eyelids are more suitable for me, and becoming beautiful is to please myself, not to please men."

Song Ci applauded for her, "That's great sister!"

While talking about the mountain, the two set off towards the resting hall.

At the door of the resting hall, both Song Ci and Su Beibei fell silent. They sat in the car and were not in a hurry to get out of the car. Song Ci stared at the door of the resting hall and said, "What if the thing is not here?"

Su Beibei: "then keep looking."

The two got out of the car, fooled the gatekeeper at the door, and entered the resting hall. This resting hall was built more luxuriously than the resting hall that Song Ci chose for Song Fei, and Song Ci thought that he had walked into a star hotel.

Su Beibei came once, and she brought Song Ci to Mu Congjun's cabinet.

Su Beibei rushed to the cabinet door and raised her chin, "That's it."

Song Ci is the only school gate. Seeing that there is only one urn and a small bottle of Erguotou, everything is the same as what Su Beibei saw last time.

Song Ci took out the bottle of Erguotou, played with it in his hand, and said with a sneer, "Mu Mian is trying to make his father die without peace."

Isn't it ironic that a person who died accidentally after being drunk is still brought to worship by his son every year after his death?

Su Beibei took Song Ci's hand away, feeling more and more strange in her heart.

"Take out the urn." Su Beibei said.

Song Ci was a little surprised when he heard this. "Are you sure?" Does this count as copying someone's ancestral grave?

"Afraid?" Su Beibei hooked her lips and smiled, somewhat despising Song Ci. "Coward, Bai has such a big pair of breasts."

There are very few messages in the past few days. I thought it was someone who saw it. It turned out that the system was under maintenance and could not display the message.

a little bit~