Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

Song Fei knew that Yan Jiang was a duplicitous person. He said he disliked Yan Rufeng for being unstable, but he was not sure how happy he was.

Song Fei didn't expose Yan Jiang's little thoughts.

She lay down next to Yan Jiang, took out her mobile phone, and opened the ticket purchasing software. Song Fei said while choosing a flight ticket: "We will be discharged from the hospital in the morning, and we will go directly to the airport after discharge."

Yan Jiang: "Yes, okay."

"Then I'll choose the flight that leaves at one o'clock in the afternoon. It will arrive at Wangdong City at about 2:45."

Yan Jiang: "Whatever."

Song Fei bought two tickets, threw her phone on the bedside table, and said, "Sleep."

Yan Jiang stretched his long arms from behind Song Fei, hugged her slender waist, and suddenly said, "I haven't hugged you for a long time."

Song Fei pinched his restless fingers and warned him: "Don't worry, you have to put out the fire you've stirred up."

Yan Jiang remained motionless.

Song Fei squinted for a while, and when he woke up again, it was already bright. Yan Jiang had taken off his hospital gown and put on his own private clothes.

He has packed up and even completed the discharge procedures.

Seeing that Song Fei finally woke up, Yan Jiang told her: "It's nine o'clock, it's time to get up."

Song Fei sat up. She rubbed her hair, which was messy from sleep, and said, "I haven't had enough sleep during this period. I didn't expect that I slept longer than necessary."

Hearing this, Yan Jiang said: "I remember you have six hours of sleep every day. Are you so sleepy? Are you particularly busy these days?"

"Yes, in order to quickly finish the work at hand and come to see you, I only slept for four hours every day." Song Fei yawned, sat by the bed and put on her British boots.

She checked the ward to make sure nothing was forgotten, and then she and Yan Jiang left the hospital. That morning, the two went straight to the airport and took a flight out of Fengcheng.

As for Nan Yiyi and Nan Ketong, they have been kicked out of their own world by Yan Jiang.

It was three o'clock in the afternoon when we arrived at Wangdong City.

Yan Jiang was relatively weak and weak, so Song Fei was carrying his luggage. After walking out of the airport, Yan Jiang stopped when he saw Song Ci standing next to the car with a big belly.

He glanced at Song Ci's big belly and asked Song Fei, "Is Song Song about to give birth?"

"There is still more than a month, less than two months."

Yan Jiang asked Song Fei again: "Have you bought a gift for her child?"

Song Fei: "."

Song Fei, who was preoccupied with research, had long ignored this matter.

Yan Jiang laughed and educated Song Fei, "You are going to be an aunt soon. Don't you plan to buy some gifts for your two nieces?"

"I'll buy it in two days."

"Um."

While talking, the two of them had already walked to the car.

Song Ci was pregnant with twins, and her belly was larger than that of ordinary pregnant women. She had to hold her waist with one hand and support her belly with the other.

Seeing that Yan Jiang was alive and well, but his face was relatively pale, Song Ci felt relieved. "You seem to be in good spirits. How are you? Does it hurt to have the bone marrow extracted?"

"As soon as I was anesthetized, I was just a pitiful little thing lying on the bed and being ravaged by C." Yan Jiang opened the car door for Song Ci, helped Song Ci sit in, and then asked Song Fei to sit next to Song Ci.

Yan Jiang sat in the passenger seat. He handed the driver Long Yu a good cigarette and thanked him: "Brother Long, I'd like to trouble you for another trip."

Long Yu waved his hand and said, "This is what I do. There is no such thing as hard work or not."

Song Ci's belly was so big that it was difficult for her to fasten her seat belt. Song Fei bent down and helped Song Ci fasten her seat belt, and then Long Yu started the car.

The car drove smoothly for a while, and Yan Jiang realized that this was not the way home, nor was it the road to Mr. Han's house.

Yan Jiang tilted his head and asked Long Yu, "Brother Long, where are you taking us?"

Long Yu answered honestly: "This is the path Madam asked me to take."

Yan Jiang turned around and frowned at Song Ci.

Song Ci said: "Hospital."

After Yan Jiang guessed what Song Ci was going to do, he was a little angry. "I never said I was going to the hospital."

Song Ci touched her belly and said, "I want to do fetal heart rate monitoring myself."

Yan Jiang: "That's it."

Long Yu parked his car downstairs at Wangdongcheng First People's Hospital.

Song Ci and Song Fei got out of the car first. They waited outside the car for a while before Yan Jiang got off.

Looking up at the hospital building, Yan Jiang asked Song Ci: "Which building is the prenatal examination in?"

Song Ci said: "Let's go, I will take you there."

Song Ci led Yan Jiang to the building behind the main building of the hospital, entered the elevator, and pressed the 6th floor button.

Ding dong——

When the three of them walked out of the elevator, Yan Jiang realized that they were on the operating room floor.

Yan Jiang: "."

He glared at Song Ci, who looked innocent.

Song Ci pointed at Song Fei, betraying her sister without any hesitation, "Song Fei asked me to do this."

Yan Jiang looked at Song Fei again.

Song Fei raised her eyebrows arrogantly and asked him with a cold expression, "I arranged it. Do you have any objections?"

Yan Jiang did not dare to have the slightest opinion.

After answering a phone call, Han Qingshen turned around and saw Yan Jiang standing in a daze at the elevator door.

Han Qing Shen was a little surprised, and she walked towards Yan Jiang and the three of them with her long legs.

Han Qingshen put on high heels and was almost as tall as Yan Jiang. Today she was wearing a gorgeous deep purple A-line dress with a waist, her long hair was tied up, and she stood in front of Yan Jiang with her arms folded, full of aura.

Yan Jiang heard someone say that Han Chenyi was a domineering man who looked arrogant wherever he went.

As Han Chenyi's daughter, Han Chenyi is naturally affectionate and not too generous.

After looking at Yan Jiang carefully from beginning to end, Han Qingshen asked Yan Jiang: "Why are you discharged from the hospital? You won't stay for more than two days."

Han Qingshen's tone was very natural, as if he was talking to a family member.

Faced with the cold feeling, Yan Jiang felt a little embarrassed.

Although there is no blood relationship, in Yan Rufeng's heart, Han Qingshen is the child he truly looks forward to and loves deeply. And he, Yan Jiang, was just an illegitimate son created by a conspiracy.

You can imagine the embarrassment when an illegitimate child faces a legitimate child.

If Yan Jiang hadn't been so thick-skinned, he would have wanted to find a crack in the ground and crawl in.

Hanqing could clearly see Yan Jiang's embarrassment. She pointed to the family waiting table and said, "You're already here, so just sit and wait together. The operation has been completed and it was a success. Just wait until he wakes up."

"Besides, Uncle Yan will be very happy to see you after the operation."

You have come here, but now you turn around and leave, which makes you look pretentious and petty.

Yan Jiang nodded, thanked Hanqing deeply, and then took Song Fei and his sisters to sit in the family waiting area, waiting for Yan Rufeng to come out.

After waiting for more than 20 minutes, I heard an assistant doctor standing at the door shouting: "Yan Rufeng's family members!" After he shouted these words, two people suddenly stood up in the family area.

Song Fei and Song Ci looked at Yan Jiang who suddenly stood up, and then looked at Han Qingshen who stood up at the same time as Yan Jiang, feeling a little surprised.

Yan Jiang soon realized what he had done.

He looked at Han Qingshen awkwardly, held it in for a few seconds, and then said, "I have diarrhea!" After saying that, Yan Jiang hurried to the toilet.

Song Fei: "Little coward!"

It's not without reason to call him a coward.

Han Qingshen and Bei Zhan walked to the door of the operating room together. After waiting for more than a minute, Yan Rufeng was pushed out by the assistant doctor.

Bei Zhan and the nurse pushed over the ward bed that had been prepared long ago, and everyone worked together to move Yan Rufeng from the operating room bed to the ward bed.

During the process, Yan Rufeng opened his eyes and took a deep look at Han Qing.

The effects of the anesthesia have not completely dissipated, and Yan Rufeng's consciousness is somewhat dull. He said something nonsense. Han Qingshen didn't hear it clearly, but he hummed a few times in cooperation.

"Uncle Yan, Yan Jiang is here too."

As Han Qingshen said these words, everyone saw that Yan Rufeng's eyes were obviously widened.

Yan Rufeng rolled his eyes and scanned the faces of the young people surrounding his hospital bed. He didn't find Yan Jiang.

The luster in Yan Rufeng's eyes gradually dimmed.

At this moment, Yan Jiang came back after having diarrhea.

Seeing Song Fei also gathered around the hospital bed, he slowly walked to Song Fei's side. The angle was a coincidence, and his face was just exposed to Yan Rufeng's sight.

Seeing Yan Jiang, Yan Rufeng raised his hand, pointed at Yan Jiang, and uttered a few words vaguely.

Han Qingshen put his ear close to Yan Rufeng and heard Yan Rufeng say: "Jiang Jiang is coming."

Hanqing patted the back of Yan Rufeng's hand deeply and said to him, "Yan Jiang is here. I knew you were having surgery today, so I came here specifically to see you."

Yan Rufeng seemed to be smiling.

Yan Jiang seemed to be blushing.

Yan Rufeng was pushed into a separate ward, and various post-operative monitoring instruments were used on him. Seeing that Yan Rufeng's mental state was not bad, Yan Jiang knew that the operation was out of danger, so he asked Song Fei and the others to go together.

Han Qingshen chased him out. "Yan Jiang."

Yan Jiang stopped.

He didn't look back.

Han Qingshen told him: "Yan Jiang, I know you hate Uncle Yan in your heart, but Uncle Yan's life is not easy."

Seeing that Yan Jiang still refused to turn around and look at him, Han Qingshen walked towards Yan Jiang.

Seeing this, Song Ci took Song Fei's hand and said to Yan Jiang, "My sister has an upset stomach. Let's go to the toilet." After that, Song Ci took Song Fei away.

Going to the bathroom is a universal excuse that can be used in a variety of situations.

Yan Jiang then turned his head and looked at Han Qingshen.

"Let's talk?" Han Qingshen asked Yan Jiang.

Yan Jiang glanced at the leaving figures of the Song sisters and nodded slightly.

Han Qingshen took Yan Jiang to the rest area upstairs, where there was a coffee shop. The pampered Hanqing was not used to the coffee here, so he only ordered a cup of boiled water.

Yan Jiang also has a tricky mouth, and he only drinks freshly ground and brewed strong coffee.

The two of them were holding boiled water, sitting upright and generous.

Han Qing took a deep sip of warm boiled water and suddenly laughed.

Hearing the laughter, Yan Jiang cast a puzzled look at Han Qingshen.

Han Qingshen told Yan Jiang: "I have always known that Uncle Yan has a son, but out of respect, I have never checked your identity. Despite this, I also know what kind of person you are."

Yan Jiang asked her: "What am I like?"

Hanqing held back her laughter and said, "He is timid, soft-spoken, very sensible, and a caring and cute little boy."

Yan Jiang's head was filled with dark thoughts.

Deep coldness: "That's how Uncle Yan described you to me."

Yan Jiang pouted, "When I was young, I was indeed gentle and sensible." But later, the cruel life forced him to grow sharp thorns.

Naturally, Han Qingshen would not be stupid enough to ask Yan Jiang why his personality changed when he grew up.

Smart people will not pick up other people's scars.

Hanqing looked deeply at Yan Jiang's handsome face and said, "Actually, I should have discovered the relationship between you and Uncle Yan a long time ago. In fact, you look very much like Uncle Yan when he was young."

It's not that their facial features are very similar, it's just the look and feel they give people.

"Back then, Uncle Yan was the school boy in the university. He was cheerful, charming, funny, and had a lot of fans."

Even the arrogant Han Chenyi stepped into a bottomless dark road for the sake of Yan Rufeng without looking back.

Yan Jiang didn't know what kind of person Yan Rufeng was when he was young.

The Yan Rufeng he heard from Han Qingshen was very different from the father in Yan Jiang's memory.

Yan Jiang said: "Since I can remember, he has been a taciturn man. He rarely smiles and rarely praises me. I don't even remember whether he has hugged me."

Since childhood, Yan Jiang's relationship with his father has not been close.

His father would always look at him with complicated eyes. There were several times when he got into fights at school and left blood, so he went home and complained to his parents.

Nan Yiyi was so distressed that she took him into her arms and kissed and hugged him, loving him for a while. During the process, Yan Rufeng just sat on the sofa and watched the scene of deep love between mother and son indifferently.

But on that Saturday, Yan Rufeng took Yan Jiang to the Taekwondo gym, signed him up for a class, and let him practice Taekwondo.

Yan Rufeng loved Yan Jiang, but that love was mixed with too much hatred and helplessness.

Yan Jiang put himself in his shoes and thought for a moment.

If a woman conspired with Nan Yiyi to give Song Fei, who was married and had a child, a love potion, causing the woman to secretly give birth to their child, Yan Jiang would not like it either. That child.

He wanted to crush that child to death, let alone love him!

Yan Jiang should be grateful to Yan Rufeng for not killing him back then.

However, understanding in the heart is one thing, Yan Jiang is still sad.

"He probably hates me. After all, my appearance disrupted his life and broke his relationship with Han Chenyi."

Yan Jiang drank half of the glass of water, shook his head and smiled bitterly, and said: "He hates me. There is nothing wrong with that. After all, I am his stain."

His existence is a stain.

Although he didn't want to admit it, Yan Jiang could see the truth clearly.

Hanqing heard the adjective 'stain' and subconsciously retorted to him: "You are not a stain. You are the innocent person in this grudge. The real guilty ones are Nan Yiyi and your grandma."

What does the grievances between parents have to do with the children?

"Yan Jiang, never think that you are a stain." Staring at Yan Jiang's handsome face, he said with a cold smile: "You are so beautiful, you are an angel."

She is especially beautiful when she smiles coldly.

Yan Jiang thought that someone had said that Han Qingshen looked a lot like Han Chenyi. Come to think of it, Han Chenyi must also be a handsome and charming man with a very charming personality.

"Thirteen years ago, my father was diagnosed with brain cancer, which was in the terminal stage."

Han Qingshen squeezed the cup tightly and said: "Twenty-seven years ago, Nan Yiyi showed up in my father's office with a big belly and told him that the child was Uncle Yan's. When my father knew about this, he almost went crazy. .”

"The two completely fell out and had a big fight at home. I was very young at that time and can't even remember it clearly. I just heard from the housekeeper that during the fight, my father stabbed Uncle Yan with a fruit knife. , Uncle Yan almost died."

"After Uncle Yan saved his life, his father let him go. He didn't want to face Uncle Yan again, and he was afraid that in his madness, he would do other things to hurt Uncle Yan."

"After Uncle Yan left, my father always had headaches, but he never paid attention to the headaches. When the headaches became worse and worse many years later, he went to the hospital for a check-up and found out that he had terminal brain cancer."

"When his life was short, my father finally realized what he had lost. For the first time, my father took the initiative to bow his head to someone. He went to Uncle Yan and told him about his physical condition."

"Father's cancer is the fundamental reason why Uncle Yan decided to abandon your family and leave the Yan family."

After quietly listening to Han Qingshen's story, Yan Jiang's mood suddenly brightened.

It turns out that this is the truth behind Yan Rufeng’s abandonment of his wife and son!

Yan Jiang asked Han Qingshen, "What happened next?"

"later."

Recalling those unhappy memories makes me feel cold and a little sad.

As she recalled, she said straightforwardly: "In the late stage of brain cancer, my father's eyesight became weaker and weaker, and eventually he couldn't even see my face clearly. Not only that, he also suffered from repeated vomiting and headaches. He When I have a bad headache, I bang my head against the wall."

"Once my father hit his head so hard that it bled, which frightened Uncle Yan and I. After that, whenever my father wanted to hit the wall, Uncle Yan would stand on the edge of the wall and use his body as the wall. "Block the wall"

"During that time, Uncle Yan's belly was always green and purple." In terms of deep love and righteousness, few people can compare to Yan Rufeng.

Yan Rufeng was indeed ashamed of Yan Jiang.

But towards Han Chenyi, Yan Rufeng has a clear conscience!

"Less than eight months after Uncle Yan came back, my father passed away. When he left, his body was very skinny, with loose skin sticking to every bone, making him look very ugly. At that time, my father lived every day It’s very painful, he doesn’t want Uncle Yan to see his ugly appearance.”

"He smashed things every day and yelled angrily at Uncle Yan to get out. Every time, Uncle Yan would obediently get away, and when his father's anger subsided, he would return to him as if nothing had happened."

Speaking of those things, tears gathered in Hanqing Shen's eyes.

The disease is very cruel. It tortures the man who was once full of spirit and scolded Fang Qiu into a monster that is neither human nor ghost.

"Witnessing my father being tortured by illness until his death only strengthened the hatred in Uncle Yan's heart. He hated your mother, and even more so your ignorant grandma. So after your grandma passed away, Uncle Yan did not go back to see you. Give her a look."

"After my father died, Uncle Yan went insane. He looked like a normal person at work, but after work, he always talked nonsense to an empty room."

"Uncle Yan had a very hard time during that time, and it took him three years to get over the grief. Because of his irregular life in those years, Uncle Yan suffered from stomach problems, which gradually developed into gastric cancer."

After saying that, Han Qingshen smoked a lady's cigarette from the exquisite bag she was carrying. She had quit smoking for a few years because of her pregnancy, but she was under a lot of work pressure and later picked up the bad habit again.

Yan Jiang took out a lighter and helped Han Qingshen light the cigarette.

He smoked a cigarette in the cold air and glanced sideways at Yanjiang.

Yan Jiang lowered his head slightly, with a cold expression. It was difficult for people to figure out his true thoughts from his expression.

Han Qingshen told him: "I am not saying this to win your sympathy for Uncle Yan. I am just telling you about the Uncle Yan I know and understand."

"Whether you want to forgive him, or whether you want to accept his act of amends, the decision is up to you." He smoked the cigarette, threw two pieces of chewing gum into his mouth, stood up and left.

Yan Jiang sat in the coffee shop for a while before going downstairs to find Sister Song Fei.

The two sisters stood at the entrance of the hospital eating roasted sweet potatoes. The two sisters shared one. When Yan Jiang arrived, Song Fei was licking her fingers.

Song Fei especially loves to eat roasted sweet potatoes in winter, especially the best roasted sweet potatoes with crispy skin, soft flesh and fragrant flesh.

Upon noticing Yan Jiang's arrival, Song Fei lowered her hands in a serious manner, as if the woman who stuck out her tongue and licked her fingers just now was not her.

Yan Jiang: "Let's go."

After getting in the car, Song Fei took out two wet tissues and wiped her hands while complaining: "This roasted sweet potato tastes average, not as good as the ones when I was a kid."

Song Ci rolled her eyes and scolded her: "Since it's not delicious, what did you do to steal my food just now? I even saw you licking your fingers!"

Song Fei threw a knife at Song Ci, "If you can't speak, don't speak."

Song Ci snorted coldly, "Don't threaten me, I'm not afraid of you."

The two sisters quarreled in the back row, and most of the time it was Song Ci who kept talking. Song Fei occasionally sneered, and occasionally made a haughty sound.

As Yan Jiang listened to the scoldings of the sisters, his heart, which had been numbed by Nan Yiyi's mother and son, gradually recovered its strong heartbeat.

Yan Jiang went to Fengcheng for a while. The refrigerator at home was empty and he urgently needed to go to the supermarket to clean up.

Song Ci went to the supermarket with them.

Song Ci stood in front of a row of shelves, selecting dried fruits. Song Fei came over and poked Song Ci's arm.

Song Ci looked at her in confusion, "What are you doing?"

Song Fei said: "The little ones are about to be born. As an aunt, I plan to buy them some gifts. Take a look and see if you need anything else."

Just as Song Ci was about to speak, Song Fei added, "I don't have much money. If it's too expensive, don't buy it from me. Buy it from Yan Jiang."

Song Ci couldn't laugh or cry, "Don't worry, I know you are poor, and I don't intend to let you buy anything too expensive."

"Well, let's buy them a few sets of toys. I've already bought them clothes, so I'll buy more. The toys can be stored there for them to play with when they grow up."

"good."

Song Fei and Song Ci went to the maternal and child store downstairs together. After some selection, they selected a story machine, a set of Barbie dolls, and a set of Lego toys.

Just after settling the bill, Song Ci's cell phone rang.

Seeing that the call was from Han Zhan, Song Ci walked to a quieter place to answer the call.

"Brother Han." Thinking that Han Zhan was going home for dinner, Song Ci told Han Zhan, "I shouldn't be back tonight. Yan Jiang and Song Fei came back today. I'm shopping with them right now."

But Han Zhan said: "Porcelain treasure, Su Beibei is bleeding heavily and the baby is about to be born."

Song Ci was shocked, "How could he be bleeding profusely!"

"I don't know the specific situation. Li Li has already rushed to the hospital. I plan to go there too. Do you want to go and take a look?"

"of course yes!"

After hanging up the phone, Song Ci said goodbye to Song Fei, then went downstairs to the garage and asked Long Yu to drive her to the hospital.

Song Ci's location was relatively close to the hospital, and she was the first to rush to the hospital.

As soon as she saw Song Ci, Li's mother knelt down in front of her with weak legs. "Song Ci, Song Ci, what should I do? Beibei lost a lot of blood!"

"Will something happen to our Beibei?"

Song Ci was frightened by the appearance of Li's mother.

As a pregnant woman, she was prone to random thoughts. When she saw Su Beibei's blood on Mama Li's sleeves, she was so frightened that she forgot how to speak.

Mother Li let go of Song Ci, clasped her hands together, and kowtowed outside the window. While kowtowing, she prayed: "God, you must hold our Beibei, nothing will happen to her!"

"We must keep their mother and son safe!"

Song Ci gradually regained his consciousness.

She quickly glanced at Long Yu and said, "Brother Long, help Auntie up."

Long Yu half-supported and half-tugged Li's mother up and pressed her down on a chair. Song Ci sat down next to Li's mother and held her bloody hand. Then Song Ci asked her: "Auntie, what on earth is going on?"

Mother Li shed tears and recounted intermittently: "I went out to buy groceries in the afternoon, and planned to come back in the evening to make sweet and sour fish for Beibei. When I came back, Beibei's water had broken and she was bleeding heavily."

"She crawled from the kitchen into the living room, trying to get her mobile phone to make a call. I opened the door and saw blood all over the floor. Oh my god, my legs were so scared!"

"I was only out for a while, why did something happen to her? How should I explain to Li Li?"

Mother Li cried so hard that she was out of breath. She was really panicked and scared.

Song Ci frowned and asked, "What is she doing in the kitchen?"

Mother Li was stunned for a moment and said uncertainly: "Maybe, are you hungry?"

Song Ci took a deep look at Li's mother and felt that this was something unusual.

What do you think of Mama Li?