Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

That night the two held each other's hands and cried, and they fell asleep after crying until they were tired.

The next day, Aunt Zhang woke up and found that Mu Qiu was missing, along with Mu Qiu's important personal belongings. Guessing that Mu Qiu was gone, Aunt Zhang couldn't help but feel sad.

The young lady is all alone. Where can she go after leaving home?

There is a Magpie Mountain thirty miles away from Wangdong City. There is a temple on the mountainside called Yuezhao'an. It is the most famous Buddhist retreat place within hundreds of miles.

In the early morning of this day, Yuezhao Temple on Magpie Mountain welcomed the first ray of light in the morning. The sun shone brightly, and the white snow on the ground was coated with a layer of golden light.

The door of Yuezhao Temple was opened, and a nun in gray robes stepped out on the white snow on the stairs. He saw a young girl kneeling in the vast white snow.

The girl was wearing a blue-grey down jacket, and her palm-sized face had a pair of lively eyes that were extremely spiritual.

But her face was full of pain.

This is a desperate man whose conscience condemns him to the point of exhaustion.

Master Huiru stared at the girl for a moment, then stepped in front of her through the snow, and asked in a calm tone: "Female donor, how can I help you?"

The girl looked up at Master Hui Ru, her clear eyes filled with helplessness and pain. She told Master Huiru: "Master, my name is Mu Qiu, and I have done many bad things. I have a kind and gentle mother, and a murderous father, but they all died because of me."

"Master, I am in pain. I can't sleep all night. When I fall asleep, I always dream of my mother lying on the ground covered in blood and asking me why I want to hurt her. My father scolds me in my dreams every night , if you call me worse than pork, if you curse me, I will be punished by heaven. Master, please save me, okay?"

Mu Qiu held Master Huiru's wrist tightly as if holding a life-saving straw. "Master, I really can't bear it anymore. Tell me, is there any way to forget the pain? If I enter Buddhism and practice with concentration, can I resolve this pain?"

Huiru did not express her position, but asked her: "What evil things have you done?"

Mu Qiu shed tears of regret and told Hui Ru frankly: "I almost killed my sister, I killed the newborn fetus in my mother's belly, and I instigated my father to commit crimes for me. Because of me, My father was sentenced to death, and my mother also died due to a sudden cerebral hemorrhage due to stimulation."

Mu Qiu told all his crimes one by one. After listening, the look of surprise in Hui Ru's eyes became deeper and deeper. How could such a kind and beautiful girl do such a cruel and inhumane thing?

Huiru had a pair of wise and profound eyes. She looked at Mu Qiu from head to toe for a long time before telling her: "You may be able to forget the pain if you enter our Buddhist sect and practice with concentration. But practicing Buddhism and Taoism are all about cultivating the mind. Female Donor, if you want me to save you, you need to ask your own heart, are you willing to let me save you?"

Mu Qiu was slightly startled.

Cultivation of Buddhism and Taoism are all about cultivating the mind.

Just this sentence made her cry. Wiping away her tears, Mu Qiu said sincerely: "Master, I would like to enter Buddhism."

Seeing that she sincerely wanted to escape into Buddhism, Master Huiru held Mu Qiu's hand. She looked at the door of the temple behind her and said, "Follow me through this door, and you will no longer have anything to do with the mortal world. Think about it well."

In an instant, many images flashed through Mu Qiu's mind.

The mother who loved her and cared for her but was indirectly killed by her, the father who doted on her but cursed and regretted having her in the end, Cheng Yanmo who admired her and cherished her but had to break up with her, and the father who could clearly drive her away but ended up regretting having her. Song Ci who spared her life

Laughter and screams of pain all alternately sounded in Mu Qiu's mind. She is already so bad, but there are still people willing to leave a way out for her. It's time for her to wake up!

Passing his hand to Master Huiru's, Mu Qiu told her: "I would like to enter my Buddhist door, stay with the ancient Buddha of the Green Lantern forever, and never enter the world of mortals."

"Amitabha, I am compassionate, please come with me."

Mu Qiu stood up and followed Huiru into Yuezhao Temple.

From then on, there was no more Mu Qiu, the daughter of the Mu family, in the world, but there was a female Buddhist disciple named "Wangchen". -

Long Yu followed Han Zhan's instructions and was always paying attention to Mu Qiu's movements.

That morning, Mu Qiu went up to Magpie Mountain alone, and the news of becoming a Buddhist and practicing Buddhism was soon conveyed to Han Zhan's ears by Long Yu.

At that time, Han Zhan was standing on the top floor of Yulong Building, staring at the rolling river in the distance.

"Mr. Han, Mu Qiu has escaped into Buddhism and stayed in Yuezhao Temple. She is worshiped by Master Huiru as her teacher. Master Huiru gave her the name Wangchen."

Han Zhan was a little surprised when he heard the news. "She actually escaped into Buddhism." That's fine. I hope Buddhism, a place of pure cultivation, can cleanse Mu Qiu's muddy soul. "knew."

After hanging up Long Yu's call, Han Zhan called Song Ci again.

Yesterday was the day when Song Ci was supposed to have her period. She noticed that her period was delayed by one day. Song Ci excitedly ran to buy a pregnancy test stick, planning to verify it in two days. Song Ci had just come out of the pharmacy when she received a call from Han Zhan.

"What are you doing, Porcelain Treasure?"

Without Mu Mian as a potential enemy, Song Ci now dared to drive out alone. She sat in Aoyu No. 1, turned on the Aoyu No. 1 smart driving mode, and then lay on the chair to talk to Han Zhan. "Driving."

Han Zhan laughed and said, "Retarded mode?" Privately, Han Zhan and Song Ci called the "intelligent mode" of their car "retarded mode." ’

Song Ci clicked her tongue twice before saying, "I just went to buy a pregnancy test stick."

Han Zhan was slightly stunned.

"Is your period delayed?" He was also looking forward to it, hoping that Song Ci could become pregnant.

Song Ci nodded, realizing that Han Zhan couldn't see her nodding, and then said: "I was supposed to come yesterday, but I didn't come yet. I was worried, so I came to the drugstore to buy a pregnancy test stick."

"If you still don't come in two days, I'll test it." It's too early and it's impossible to test it accurately.

"Okay." At this time, he should say something nice to please Song Ci. After thinking about it, Han Zhan suddenly asked: "Would you like to come to Yulong Building and appreciate the country we have built with me?"

Recently, Song Ci has been preoccupied with the auditions for the movie "The Music Maniac" and Mu Mian, and has not even asked about the progress of Han Zhan's work. After hearing this, she asked Han Zhan: "When will the new company be established?"

Han Zhan told Song Ci: "It's Christmas this month."

As early as a month ago, Zeus Airlines released the news of the successful acquisition of Shenghui Technology Company, Phaeton Automobile Co., Ltd., Dongying Real Estate Company, Jetta International Hotel Co., Ltd., and Yuhua Brokerage Company.

When this news was released, it shocked the whole country.

You know, whether it is Shenghui Technology Company, Phaeton Motors or Dongying Real Estate, they are all big companies in China. Among them, Phaeton Motors' Aoyu One, which was successfully launched this year, has amazed the world.

Such an awesome company has been acquired by Zeus Airlines, so how awesome does Zeus Airlines have to be?

The key is that Zeus Aviation has acquired more than just one Phaeton Automobile Co., Ltd. It has also acquired three other companies with the same transcendent status, as well as the recently emerged Feather Brokerage Company with promising development prospects.

Zeus Airlines has become a behemoth. It has stood on the domestic pyramid and has become a proud existence surpassing the Sichuan East Group.

This company is named after it was founded less than ten years ago!

Everyone is curious, what is Zeus Airlines and who is the boss behind it?

"Isn't that the day after tomorrow!" Song Ci was a little surprised, because in her impression, the previous Zeus International was established in 2021, surpassing the Sichuan East Group as soon as it was born, and becoming Wangdong City's leading company.

And Han Zhan also became the richest man in Wangdong City.

In those few years, Han Zhan was very popular in Wangdongcheng. He was rich and handsome, and although he was slightly disabled, he couldn't stand being rich!

At that time, unmarried girls wanted to marry Han Zhan, married women wanted to divorce and marry Han Zhan, older women wanted to marry their daughters to Han Zhan, and a group of men also wanted to get involved with Han Zhan. Zhan.

In short, Han Zhan is equivalent to the RMB, and it is still the kind of RMB that can talk.

"Yes, the day after tomorrow." Han Zhan told Song Ci: "There will be a grand party the day after tomorrow. Business leaders from all over the country will come to attend, and many big-name celebrities will come to support them. Song Ci, it's your turn to dominate the audience. It’s time.”

Song Ci chuckled, "Brother Han, I really like what you said." Song Ci couldn't help but take out the small mirror in her bag and look at her beauty in her prime.

She clicked her tongue twice and asked Han Zhan: "Brother Han, Brother Han, who is the most beautiful woman in the world?"

Han Zhan accompanies her in acting, "Of course it's the young, beautiful and sexy Song Ci."

Song Ci: "Your mouth is so sweet!"

Han Zhan was amused by her. After laughing, he changed the topic and suddenly said: "Mu Qiu became a monk."

Song Ci: "Ah? What?" She thought she heard wrongly, "Are you married or a monk?"

"Monk."

Song Ci's smile disappeared. "What a joke."

"It's true. She went to Yuezhao'an and became a female Buddhist disciple." Knowing that Song Ci must be full of doubts, Han Zhan told her, "I didn't trust that woman, so I asked Long Yu to stay for 24 hours. Guard her. Long Yu saw Mu Qiu go to Magpie Mountain this morning, enter Yuezhao Temple, shave his hair and worship Master Huiru, becoming a female disciple."

Long Yu saw it with his own eyes, so it couldn't be false.

Song Ci's reaction was slow for a moment, and then she came to her senses and said, "I understand."

"Then I'll wait for you at Yulong Building? There's a delicious seafood restaurant nearby. Come over and I'll take you to eat."

Song Ci: "That won't work. Seafood is cold in nature and is not good for the child in my belly." Song Ci entered the role of a mother before even mentioning her pregnancy.

Han Zhan laughed in a deep voice and said, "Then let's eat barbecue."

"That won't work either. Barbecue makes you fat."

"Be good, children who eat meat will grow strong." Han Zhan coaxed Song Ci into silence with just one sentence.

"Okay, let's have barbecue." After hanging up the phone, Song Ci readjusted the driving route and sat in the car, lost in thought.

Song Ci didn't want Du Tingting's heart to stay in the body of a bad girl. She deliberately asked Mu Qiu to go to the execution ground to watch Mu Mian's execution, hoping that through Mu Mian's death, she would awaken Mu Qiu's last conscience and make her understand that she would be punished for all her bad deeds.

Mu Qiu did indeed feel regretful and afraid as Song Ci expected, and knew that he had to change his mind and start a new life. But she went directly to the temple to become a nun, which Song Ci never expected.

After becoming a monk, she completely cut off all possibilities with Cheng Yanmo. How much courage did she have to do this?

Mu Qiu is indeed a ruthless person who does things to the extreme.

However, it is good that Mu Qiu has escaped into Buddhism. She chants sutras and knocks wooden fish every day, and is influenced by Buddhism. I hope she can do good deeds and show the sun. -

Aoyu No. 1 sent Song Ci to the downstairs of Yulong Building, and then went to find an empty parking space to park. Song Ci curiously followed the car and saw that Aoyu No. 1 actually parked her in the parking space accurately. She stunned.

Good guy, no wonder this car has become the best-selling car in the world. It’s so smart, who can’t love it?

Yulong Building has become a new Internet celebrity in Wangdong City. The square is full of tourists who come to take photos and check in. The small vendors selling balloons and candied haws are doing a particularly prosperous business and they are all smiling from ear to ear.

Song Ci walked to the square in front of the building and stared up at the four majestic words on the top of the building——

Zeus International.

A noble and domineering aura came to my face!

A sense of pride arose in her heart, this was her man's property! Her man is really awesome, awesome in every aspect.

Han Zhan's office is located on the east side of the top floor of the building, covering an area of ​​about 200 square meters. On the entire top floor, apart from his office area, the rest are various large and small conference rooms and reception rooms.

The decoration style of Han Zhan's office is still black and white, which looks steady and elegant, yet low-key and luxurious. He seems to love floor-to-ceiling windows very much. Except for the load-bearing columns and walls, the rest of the walls are made into large-area floor-to-ceiling windows. The electric remote control curtains are all opened, and the light is bright.

Song Ci discovered that he had used a half wall to separate an independent world in his office, which was designed as a children's paradise, including children's basketball hoops, ocean balls, a heated swimming pool, and a Lego play area.

Song Ci stared at the children's playground with a surprised expression. She couldn't help turning around and teasing Han Zhan: "Brother Han, you are preparing a children's playground in the office. Do you plan to be the director of the nursery?"

Hearing Song Ci's words, Han Zhan said: "Don't be poor, this is for our children."

Song Ci had already guessed it.

But she was curious, "Why do we need a children's playground in the office?"

"It's convenient for you to bring your children here to play. If you are on a business trip or going out to play alone, you can leave your children here and I will take care of them." Han Zhan arranged everything clearly.

Song Ci subconsciously said: "I like children very much. How could I leave him to be free and unrestrained on his own?"

"It's too early to say that." Han Zhan picked up a basketball on the ground and threw it into the small basket.

He caught the ball, stared at the young and beautiful Song Ci, and said sincerely: "I know you like children, but Ci Bao, you are not yet 23 years old, and you are still a child who loves to play. But since then, From having a child to raising a child, it is much more difficult and boring than you think. If the child has a bad temper and annoys you every day, and you become depressed, there will always be times when you want to leave the child and go alone to relax."

"At that time, I can only take care of the children." Considering these problems, Han Zhan specially prepared a children's playground in the office to be prepared.

Song Ci knew that what Han Zhan said was right. It's one thing to like children, but it's another thing to be able to take care of them patiently.

Song Ci felt warmed by Han Zhan's thoughtful consideration, and felt that she was very happy, marrying a good man who loved her.

But she was not a serious person. She looked at Han Zhan funny, shook her head and kept tutting, "The mature and steady domineering president in the past was reduced to a milk bottle daddy. Is it a distortion of human nature or morality? Lost?"

Han Zhan threw the basketball towards Song Ci.

Song Ci caught the basketball and heard Han Zhan say: "It's the power of love."

Song Ci's eyes deepened. "You love me." She affirmed.

Han Zhan looked at her deeply and did not deny it.

Song Ci cheered for joy in her heart. It was so sweet to be able to feel her heart beating even after several months of marriage. Song Ci crossed her arms and continued to look at the office, noticing a leather bed placed behind a glass screen.

Song Ci walked to the double bed and sat down. She sat like a swan, elegant and noble. "I guess you prepared this bed for your little secretary." Song Ci deliberately wronged Han Zhan.

Han Zhan took off his suit jacket and walked towards Song Ci like a meteor. When he arrived in front of Song Ci, Han Zhan held Song Ci's chin with his left hand, raised her cheek, and asked her to look up at him.

Han Zhan pressed his gloved thumb on Song Ci's lips, and he hinted to her: "Secretary Song, it's time to fulfill your duties."

The cry of 'Secretary Song' made Song Ci's bones feel numb all over his body.

Secretary Song's pool of spring water was turned upside down, but her expression was very calm. Her eyes were as charming as silk, her hands were clinging to Han Zhan's arms, and she asked him: "Han Zhan, my salary is very expensive, can you give it to me?" Are you up?"

Han Zhan: “I’ll give you my life, is that enough?”

Song Ci curled her lips and said, "No chance." After saying that, Song Ci thought of the past when Han Zhan almost died in an earthquake trying to save himself. Her heart trembled, and she quickly changed her words: "Who cares about your life? I don't want you to give it to me."

How virtuous and capable she is.

Han Zhan then said: "Then, how about giving me to you?"

"I want this!" -

After finishing Han Zhan, Song Ci recalled what she had just experienced, and she sighed with emotion: "Brother Han, you are so gentle today." She was basically treating her like a pigeon egg, and she didn't dare to use her strength to touch her.

Han Zhan held her waist and rested his chin on Song Ci's head. He said, "I don't dare to act recklessly, for fear that you will really be pregnant."

Song Ci smiled and fell asleep in Han Zhan's arms.

After waking up, Han Zhan took Song Ci to eat barbecue. While Song Ci was eating meat, she felt guilty, "I will get fat if I keep eating like this."

"Wait until you have a baby to lose weight."

"All right."

On the pretext of raising children, Song Ci ate a plate of pork belly, a plate of fat beef, and a portion of leek yolk eggs. After dinner, the two went to Li Yao's clothing store and picked up the dresses they would wear tomorrow.

The next morning, Song Ci woke up and found that her pants were dirty. Song Ci was a little discouraged when she found out that her aunt was here. She couldn't help but said to Song Fei: [Song Fei, my aunt is here and she is not pregnant. 】

Song Fei breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the news.

Song Fei: [Oh, really, that’s a pity. 】

Song Ci always felt that Song Fei's words were perfunctory. She thought of the Haikou that Song Fei had praised that day, and asked Song Fei: "How far have you and Yan Jiang progressed?" 】

Song Fei: [I will capture him at noon today. 】

Song Ci: [! 】

Song Ci was aroused to gossip, and she quickly sent a voice message to Song Fei: [Song Fei, how do you plan to take him down? Tell me and I can analyze for you whether it is reliable. 】

Song Fei replied to her by voice: [I made three plans. The first step is to get him drunk, and then forcefully attack him while he is still half drunk. The second step is to prepare a diamond ring, propose to him, and when he is moved, ask for a bed partner. Third, administer the medicine directly. 】

Song Ci: [! 】No wonder his father said that Song Fei has an anti-social character. Is this something a human being does?

Song Fei humbly asked Song Ci: [Which plan do you think is more reliable? 】

Song Ci shed a handful of bitter tears for Yan Jiang, and then said without conscience, "Let's make a second plan."

Song Fei: [I think so too. 】

Song Fei was busy preparing for the courtship battle at noon today and had no time to talk to Song Ci. After hanging up the video, Song Fei put on an extra-long down jacket, put on sneakers, and drove to the mall by herself.

Song Fei went straight to the jewelry store.

The counter sister asked her with a smile: "Hello, miss, would you like to see a necklace, or an earring, a bracelet?" Generally, girls who visit jewelry stores alone will look at these things.

Song Fei walked to the counter and glanced at the dazzling array of products on the glass counter.

She had a phobia of choice and simply refused to choose. She directly said to the counter girl: "Take out the men's rings in your store and let me have a look." After a pause, she added: "Don't show me the cheap ones." They are not worthy of her. That little coward at home.

"OK, just a second."

The counter sister selected eight men's rings and placed them in front of Song Fei.

Song Fei felt that every model was similar, and they all looked pretty anyway. She didn't understand this, so she asked the receptionist: "Which one is more suitable for a proposal?"

The counter sister was stunned for a moment and asked Song Fei uncertainly: "Do you want to propose to your boyfriend?"

Song Fei nodded.

Nowadays, men can propose to men, but what does it matter if a woman proposes to a man? The counter sister was not surprised and asked Song Fei: "What type of boy is the lady's boyfriend?"

Noticing the man on the billboard in the store, Song Fei lazily raised her finger, pointed at the billboard, and said, "That's it."

The counter sister's smile deepened, "This is our spokesperson Mr. Yan Jiang. Is your boyfriend this type? Mr. Yan Jiang's personal temperament is very consistent with our brand's products. If your boyfriend is also this type, then I would recommend this one to you”

The counter sister picked a platinum ring among the rings. There was a curved golden wavy line in the middle of the ring, like golden quicksand, simple and unique. Song Fei stared at the ring, imagining it being worn on Yan Jiang's finger, and thought it looked pretty good.

"That's it."

After buying the ring, Song Fei instantly became poor.

On the way home, she passed by a flower shop. Song Fei stopped the car, opened WeChat, and looked at the remaining 147 yuan in the change. If you don't want to let go of your children, you can't trap the wolf, so you have to be generous to your man!

Song Fei got out of the car and walked into the flower shop.

The store manager was a gentle girl. She was taking care of a pot of Birds of Paradise. When she saw Song Fei enter the house, she asked Song Fei with a watering bottle: "Welcome, what do you want to buy?"

Song Fei is a pragmatic person. She said: "I only have 147 yuan and I want to buy some roses. How many do you think I can buy?"

The store manager was stunned for a moment, then said: "It's not a holiday now. Roses cost 10 yuan each. You can buy 11 roses and I will help you wrap them beautifully."

Song Fei nodded, "Okay, just 11."

"OK, wait."

Song Fei sat in the car holding the roses, thought about it, and sent another text message to Yan Jiang.

After Yan Jiang returned to China, on the recommendation of his university tutor, he entered the Wangdong Police Station Headquarters and worked as an intern forensic examiner. That day, he was doing research on an unrecognizable corpse when his cell phone suddenly rang.

Knowing that it was Song Fei who had sent the text message, Yan Jiang quickly took off his gloves and took out his mobile phone to read the text message.

Song Fei: [Are you coming back at noon? I have something to discuss with you. 】

Song Fei is Yan Jiang's life, how could Yan Jiang not go back?

Yan Jiang: [I’ll be back. 】

He had a two-hour lunch break at noon. Considering that it would take forty minutes to drive back and forth, and he didn't know what Song Fei wanted to talk to him, Yan Jiang asked the leader for an hour's leave.

When he drove home, he smelled the aroma of meat.

Every time he went home, Yan Jiang would hug Song Fei and take a deep breath on her neck, just like a baby with an addiction to milk, and Song Fei was also Yan Jiang's addiction.

Yan Jiang quietly walked to the kitchen, hugged Song Fei, and took a deep breath. When he looked up again, he discovered that Song Fei was frying beef ribs. The beef ribs were almost cooked and the aroma was overflowing.

In just a few days, Song Fei has already developed good cooking skills and can fry beef ribs well. Song Fei turned off the fire, put the beef ribs on a Western plate, and said to Yan Jiang, "Take it over. I also made pasta. Let's eat later."

Yan Jiang let go of her waist, took the plate, and asked her curiously: "What day is it today?" Cooking pasta is time-consuming, and Song Fei doesn't like eating pasta, nor does he like making pasta. So what kind of special day is today?

Song Fei said: "Secret."

The way she told secrets with a cold expression seemed cute and interesting to Yan Jiang.

Yan Jiang sat at the dining table and waited. After only a few minutes, Song Ci flavored the pasta and brought it out.

When preparing to eat, Yan Jiang asked Song Ci again: "You said on the phone that you had something to tell me. What was it?"

"Eat first, then eat later." Now that I have said it, the food will be wasted.

Yan Jiang's curiosity was aroused and he ate a little faster. Song Fei ate a few bites of pasta and two slices of beef, then put down her knife and fork and stood up. "I'm full, please remember to wash the dishes."

"okay."

Yan Jiang was also full. He threw away the leftovers, threw the tableware into the dishwasher, and looked for dishwashing powder in the cabinet when he heard footsteps coming downstairs.

Yan Jiang turned around and asked Song Fei: "Ah Fei, where is the dishwashing powder?" He turned around completely and saw Song Fei after changing clothes. Yan Jiang was stunned on the spot.

Song Fei actually wore a skirt, a sexy tube top suspender skirt!

Two extremely thin straps hang on the pair of fair and thin shoulders, making the collarbone look attractive. Sexiness is not just about being round and round, some people’s sexiness is the charm revealed in their bones and eyes.

When Song Fei looked at him with his eyes as cold as ice and snow, Yan Jiang felt as if his scalp was numb and his soul was being penetrated.

Yan Jiang didn't expect Song Fei to have such a side.

He stared at Song Fei in a dress and the roses in her arms, his expression was surprised, and he felt more and more suspicious.

What on earth is Song Fei going to do?

Song Fei stepped on flat-soled fur slippers and walked up to Yan Jiang.

She handed the large bouquet of roses in front of Yan Jiang. Yan Jiang lowered his eyes and looked at the roses, almost suffocating for breath. "Is this for me?" Yan Jiang's tone was so gentle that it was overwhelming.

Song Fei nodded lazily. "For you."

Yan Jiang liked it so much that he stretched out his hand to take the rose when he heard Song Fei say: "There is a surprise hidden in it. Accepting the rose means accepting the surprise. Once something is given, it will be I won’t recycle it, please think about it.”

The 'surprise' Song Fei refers to is usually a shock. Upon hearing this, Yan Jiang quickly retracted his hand.

Yan Jiang really wanted that bouquet of roses, but he was worried that there were poisonous snakes, itchy powder and other weird things hidden in the roses. Yan Jiang touched the back of his hand uneasily and asked Song Fei in a thoughtful tone: "Can you tell me what the surprise you are talking about is?"

Song Fei's tone was cool and calm: "No."

Yan Jiang's expression was stern.

"Don't you want it?" Song Fei put the flowers in her arms and turned around to walk out the door. When she turned around, she said, "Forget it if you don't want it. It's worthless anyway."

"I want it!" Yan Jiang quickly came around, snatched the rose from her arms, and walked towards the coffee table with the rose in his arms.

This was the first time Ah Fei had given him flowers, and they were red roses that represented love. Even if Yan Jiang was bitten to death by a poisonous snake, he still wanted to keep this bouquet. He had already thought about it. When these flowers were about to wither, he would make them into dried flowers in advance and store them for as long as possible.

Yan Jiang sat on the carpet, staring at the roses, unable to guess what terrible thing was hidden inside. "The surprise you're talking about shouldn't be the kind of thing that will make me itchy when it comes into contact with my skin, right?" After being tricked by Song Fei, Yan Jiang had a psychological shadow.

Song Fei shrugged, "Who knows."

Yan Jiang hesitated for a moment, then stretched out his hand to the rose. At this time, Song Fei suddenly said: "Don't be afraid, even if you are poisoned, I have an antidote here."

Yan Jiang: ""

Yan Jiang, who was still looking forward to death, suddenly became timid.

But no matter what surprise Song Fei had prepared, Yan Jiang still wanted to see it.

He began to tell Song Fei his last words: "My bank card passwords are all the same, which are the last three digits of your birthday, plus 111. Your name is written on all the properties under my name. You will get me after I die." All legacies.”

Song Fei kicked him directly in the butt, "If you want to see it, just look at it. If you don't, I'll throw it away. Damn it!"

Yan Jiang became honest after being kicked.

He felt cruel and stretched out his hand towards the rose, looking for a 'surprise' in fear. With a vigilant attitude, he opened each rose, and then he saw a velvet box.

At this time, Yan Jiang did not realize what would happen next.

He also firmly believed that Song Fei had put disgusting things like scorpion eggs in the box. He picked up the box and shook it. He heard no movement and asked, "Is it a cricket?"

After saying that, he narrowed his eyes warily and opened the box.

When he saw the men's ring standing quietly in the box, all the emotions in Yan Jiang's eyes turned into shock.

Next to her, Song Fei folded her arms and leaned on the sofa, saying, "The cricket in your hand is worth 68,000 yuan."

Yan Jiang stared at the 'cricket', his throat was burning, and his brain couldn't move. "This is it." Yan Jiang picked up the ring, raised his head and asked Song Fei, "A Fei, are you proposing to me?"

Song Fei grabbed a handful of her short hair and felt a little embarrassed. She asked Yan Jiang, "Are you still going to kneel down?" Tsk, it was his first time proposing, so he was not very skilled at the business. Song Fei took the ring from Yan Jiang's hand and knelt down on one knee in front of Yan Jiang.

Yan Jiang looked shocked.

Song Fei held up the ring and started to propose——

"I started covering you when I was eight years old."

When she was eight years old, Yan Jiang was twelve years old and was about to graduate from elementary school. That year, his father and mother abandoned him and left, and he lived like an orphan with his grandmother. That year, Yan Jiang began to be bullied and insulted at school. Who allowed him to have such a perverted father?

But it was also that year that he had an encounter with the aloof and smart monster girl from his neighbor's house. Meeting Song Fei was the only good thing in Yan Jiang's incomplete youth.

It has been almost two months since I came back to Wangdongcheng. Yan Jiang's skin has returned to its original color, which is very fair and delicate. Song Fei stared at Yan Jiang's pleasing face, and the ice in his eyes gradually melted.

Song Fei said: "From the age of eight to fourteen, I protected you for six years. Raising animals will become addictive and will lead to feelings, let alone a person." After a pause, Song Fei's eyes became serious and firm. Getting up, she said to Yan Jiang: "I still want to protect you for the rest of my life, you'd better give me a chance."

Yan Jiang subconsciously asked Song Fei, "What would you do if I didn't give you this chance?"

Song Fei frowned, his eyes filled with ice, "I'll beat you to death." This answer was very Song Fei's personal style.

Yan Jiang laughed.

"A Fei, I accept your proposal." He directly took the ring from Song Fei's hand and put it on his middle finger.

Seeing this, Song Fei breathed a sigh of relief. She glanced at Yan Jiang's middle finger and felt that the ring suited him quite well, so she bought it right.

Yan Jiang also took off the necklace around his neck and took off the platinum ring. He knelt down and put the ring on Song Fei in the same posture.

When putting on the ring, Yan Jiang said: "Ah Fei, I will try to give you freedom, but you will never deceive me again or do stupid things without telling me." What happened in Kinshasa caused Yan Jiang A huge psychological shadow.

He hugged Song Fei. The girl in his arms was so thin that it seemed as if Song Fei would break if he squeezed hard.

"I love you very much, Song Fei. I have experienced the same pain with you twice." At the earthquake scene eight years ago, Yan Jiang thought Song Fei was dead and dug her up for three days without eating or drinking.

In Kinshasa, he thought Song Fei was dead again. He cried loudly in the smoke and flames of war. He didn't think about food or food for several days and couldn't sleep at night.

"Song Fei, I'm a little coward. If you scare me again, I will die."

Song Fei has realized how wrong she was, and she feels very guilty. If time could go back again, she would never hide it from Yan Jiang again. Because she has already tasted what it feels like to feel sorry for someone.

"Okay, I promise you."

Hearing this, Yan Jiang closed his eyes happily, hugged her, and didn't let go.

Song Fei pushed him.

Yan Jiang was pushed away, and he was a little confused, "Wouldn't it be better if you let me hold you for a while?"

Song Fei: "No, you only have thirty minutes to rest. If you don't hurry up, you will be late. Hurry, we will go back to the room upstairs."

Yan Jiang was stunned. "What are you going to do when you go back to your room?" He thought of some scenes that were not suitable for children, and his mouth started to get dry.

Song Fei pulled Yan Jiang to his feet and walked upstairs while saying, "Create a human! I'm older than Song Ci. Our children can't call Song Ci's children brother or sister." In some respects, Song Fei was stubborn. horrible.

Yan Jiang was pulled upstairs by Song Fei, one step deep and one shallow, but it felt unreal. When they arrived at the room, Song Fei took off Yan Jiang's pretentious glasses. He sat on the bed, blushing and heartbeating with excitement.

Everything fell into place. Just before the in-depth exchange, Yan Jiang suddenly remembered something. He stopped, his breath was turbulent and he said: "Wait a minute, I have to call the leader to ask for leave. I won't go to work in the afternoon."

He walked out of bed barefoot and found the cell phone in his pants to make a call.

Song Fei was sitting on the bed, her clothes disheveled. She told Yan Jiang calmly: "I have done research and found that the average time for men in our country is sixteen minutes. You still have twenty-five minutes of rest time. You can take a shower afterward and then go to work." You won’t be late.”

Yan Jiang glanced at Song Fei meaningfully and told her, "A Fei, sometimes the research data is unreliable." The average time is fifteen minutes? That's impossible. In the past, I just imagined that Song Fei and Yan Jiang would take more than ten minutes, let alone this time with a real person.

I wonder if everyone is satisfied with Mu Qiu’s ending arrangement?

I won’t change it if I’m not satisfied, hehehe