Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

The statement has been observing Han Zhan's reaction.

Seeing that Han Zhan saw the girl, his eyes were always clear and clear, and he didn't see any change. He stated that Han Zhan had no idea about this girl.

But when he thought that Han Zhan was in his thirties and didn't have a girlfriend for a long time, the statement worried for him.

The older generation has always felt that a young and promising man should still find someone close to him to live with. When it is cold, some people tell him to add clothes, and when he is hungry, some people deliver hot meals.

If you don't speak again, you will be cold.

"Zhan Zhan, do you remember her?" said the statement.

The girl put down the soup pot in her hand, raised her head and shouted at Han Zhanjiao, "Brother Zhan."

Han Zhan stared at the girl's face, thought about it carefully, and found a young girl's face in the depths of his memory. Han Zhan asked uncertainly, "Is it Miaomiao?"

The girl was overjoyed, "Brother Zhan, you still remember me!"

At this time, Mrs. Chen came out of the kitchen and heard their conversation. Mrs. Chen said to Han Zhan, "Zhan Zhan, do you still remember Miaomiao, when she was more than one year old, you always pushed her stroller and brought her with you. walking around with her."

Han Zhan was five years older than Chen Miaomiao. He remembered that when he graduated from the college entrance examination, Miaomiao had just entered junior high school and was still a little girl.

The girl has grown up and Pingting is beautiful.

Han Zhan knew what Mrs. Chen had in mind. Seeing Miaomiao's peach blossom face, she knew that the girl was interested in him. But Han Zhan had no intention to provoke Peach Blossom.

He was silent for a while, and then he said, "Miaomiao should have graduated long ago, and she is also working, right?"

Chen Miaomiao hummed and said in a low voice, "It's been a few years since I graduated, and now I'm working in an advertising company, doing planning."

Han Zhan snorted, just when Chen Miaomiao mustered up the courage to say something to him, Han Zhan suddenly asked, "You are so beautiful, have you made a boyfriend? When are you going to get married? Tell me, Brother Zhan will give you a big red envelope."

Chen Miaomiao's smile froze.

The peach pink on his face instantly turned red, and the water in his black eyes melted, and he almost cried. But she held back her emotions, shook her head awkwardly, and replied with tears in her eyes, "It's still early."

As soon as Mrs. Chen heard Han Zhan say this, she knew that Han Zhan was really boring to Chen Miaomiao.

Chen Miaomiao used an excuse to go to the kitchen to get chopsticks, but Han Zhan knew that she was wiping away her tears.

When she came out, Chen Miaomiao held a pair of chopsticks in her left hand and held the phone in her right hand to talk on the phone. She was surprised and said to the person on the phone, "Dad, I'm here with Grandpa Chen, ah? My brother is back? Well, I'll do it now. came back."

After hanging up the phone, Chen Miaomiao said embarrassedly to Mrs. Chen and Mrs. Chen: "Grandpa Chen, Grandma Chen, my brother is back, I'm going home. Brother Zhan, stay with Grandpa Chen for a while before leaving." Little girl He bowed his head slightly, his eyes were wet.

"okay."

After sending Chen Miaomiao away, Mrs. Chen slapped Han Zhan on the shoulder hard and scolded him: "Zhan Zhan, why are you still so cruel. You don't care about Miaomiao, you can politely refuse it, do you need it?"

Looking at other girls, in order to avoid Han Zhan, she even acted in the play, but she didn't notice that the screen of her mobile phone was black.

Han Zhan smiled helplessly, and said to Mrs. Chen, "I'm bored with other girls, and hang them up, isn't that Chen Shimei?"

"you"

Han Zhan's words are really hard to fault, Mrs. Chen glared at Han Zhan and stopped talking.

After having dinner with Chen Lao and drinking some wine, Han Zhan got up and said goodbye.

On the way back to the hotel, Li Li said to Han Zhan, "I saw a girl running out of Chen's house with tears in her eyes. Who is that?"

Han Zhan: "A little girl from childhood."

Li Li guessed what happened, and asked Han Zhan carefully, "You don't like her?"

Han Zhan wondered, "I have to like a girl?"

Li Li centrifugally thought: Miss Song, who is as beautiful as a flower, won't you be moved when you see it, and you don't like the young girl who is Shui Lingling, so what do you like?

A thought that had been buried for a long time in Li Li's heart reappeared—

"Mr. Han, you, don't you like to wear a handle?" The words escaped, noticing Mr. Han's suddenly stunned expression, Li Li wanted to slap his mouth.

Hearing Li Li's question, no matter how calm Rao is, he still wants to beat people. Han Zhan glanced at Li Li up and down, then smiled softly, and said, "Yes, I like you just like that."

Li Li immediately wanted to open the car door and ran.

At this moment, he heard Han Zhan say again: "I'm not hungry, you're safe." What rank is he, and he doesn't have a point?

Hearing this, Li Li didn't know whether to be happy or sad.

At half past nine, when the nightlife was lively, their cars were blocked on the bustling streets of Shunshen City.

Today's work is over, and Han Zhan is not in a hurry, so he looks at the scenery outside the window with great interest. This city has become extremely unfamiliar, and the city in his memory has already undergone earth-shaking changes.

When Han Zhan saw an old man selling stinky tofu, he rolled down the car window to let the smell of stinky tofu waft in. When he was a teenager, Han Zhan would buy a bowl of stinky tofu every Wednesday afternoon after school. When he eats stinky tofu, he always sprinkles coriander.

The smell is so enticing that Han Zhan wants to get off the car and buy a bowl of stinky tofu.

As soon as he looked up, he saw Song Ci.

Song Ci changed again.

The white translucent shirt revealed a slender waist, and the black shorts tightly wrapped her sexy buttocks. It was so hot in Shunshen, but she wore a charming black curly hair, which made passing men peep frequently.

Han Zhan stared at Song Ci's delicate and beautiful face, with the index finger of his right hand on his thigh, knocking casually.

Song porcelain is really as white as ceramics. Han Zhan suddenly thought of the white porcelain vase with double dragon ears in the grandfather's collection room. Grandpa said that the best Song porcelain should be treasured and carefully cared for.

Song Ci had no idea that his every move was being watched.

She bought a bowl of stinky tofu, and when she saw the coriander in it, she wrinkled her pretty nose and looked disgusted.

Han Zhan knocked on his thigh for a while.

Coriander is so delicious, she actually dislikes it?

Song Ci used disposable chopsticks to pull out all the coriander. After eating only a piece of tofu, he couldn't stand the taste. She took a beautiful photo with the stinky tofu in her hand, and then threw the stinky tofu into the trash bin like a thief when the uncle who sold the stinky tofu was not paying attention.

Seeing this scene, Han Zhan's eyes gradually became unhappy.

Also wasting food.

This was the second time that Han Zhan saw Song Ci wasting food in a day.

No matter how good-looking you are, you can't waste food recklessly.

Song Ci tore off a piece of chewing gum, and she chewed the chewing gum and prepared to cross the road. Just as her right leg took a step forward, a familiar, low male voice suddenly sounded in front of her: "Pedestrians crossing the road are hit, and pedestrians are primarily responsible for 70%."

Song Ci was taken aback.

this sound

She raised her head, and sure enough, she met a pair of gray-blue indifferent eyes.

Han Zhan: Why does everyone want to introduce me to someone?

Song Ci: Because you didn't wait for me.