Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

Holding Song Ci in his arms, Han Zhan put his chin on Song Ci's head and told her: "Ci Bao, when the Ferris wheel is built, you come with me to sit on it. I will take you to stand at the highest point of Yulong Mountain and take a look. This city.”

"good!"

Hearing what Han Zhan said, Song Ci's blood surged with enthusiasm.

Han Zhan led Song Ci and walked towards the manor.

As he walked, he introduced: "This mountain was a gift given to me by Godmother Mo Yao when I came of age."

Once he heard that this mountain was given by Mo Yao, Song Ci didn't feel strange at all. "My godmother treats you so well."

"They only have a godson like me, so they naturally like me."

Jin Luolan was busy with her career and never had children. Because Di Rongrong had lost a child, she had a psychological shadow about getting pregnant again, and she had no children.

Mo Yao wanted to have a child, but she never succeeded in getting pregnant. Han Zhan is their only son, how could they not love him?

Ever since he was found by his grandfather, Han Zhan has grown up as a child pampered by his regiment.

When Han Zhan was eighteen years old, that is, in 2006, although the phenomenon of house price speculation and land speculation in China was not as morbid as it is now, land was still valuable.

As soon as she made a move, she gave Han Zhan a piece of the mountain. Mo Yao's godmother really loved Han Zhan.

Song Ci pretended to be angry and asked Han Zhan: "You secretly built a manor behind my back. When did you start building it?"

Han Zhan: "While Mrs. Mu was still alive, I asked someone to design this house."

So early?

Han Zhan explained: "Do you still remember that Mrs. Mu fell on the stairs after she was pregnant and almost lost her life due to massive bleeding and miscarriage. At that time, I made up my mind to change to a bigger house and have an elevator to go up and down the stairs. That kind of thing.”

There are also several real estate development companies in Wangdong City that have built several large villas with elevators. Han Zhan visited them but was not satisfied.

Unable to find one he was satisfied with, he had to hire someone to design it himself.

Han Zhan told Song Ci: "Our previous duplex building is too small, and we will soon have two more children, so the house will no longer be able to live in. This place will be completely completed before the year, and the new house will remain vacant for another year. Before the Spring Festival next year, Let’s move here.”

Han Zhan felt regretful and said, "You are about to give birth and the house has just been built."

Song Ci stared at her big belly and said, "It doesn't matter. Let's move to a bigger house and the children will have a place to play in the future. Besides, we are still young. Who can guarantee whether we will have a second child in the future?"

"That depends on you." Han Zhan's family is rich. Even if Song Ci gives birth to a child on the football team, Han Zhan can train them to become talents.

However, the body belongs to Song Ci. Whether he wants to be reborn or not depends on Song Ci's opinion.

The formidable door rumbled open.

Song Ci looked up and saw a guitar-shaped fountain square.

Han Zhan led Song Ci into the manor.

Song Ci stood in front of the fountain square and took in the scenery in the manor.

On the left side of the fountain pool are gardens and leisure areas, and on the right side is an artificial lake. It takes three or four minutes to walk from the main gate of the manor to the main building of the manor.

The building is three stories high, with two curved staircases on the left and right sides of the building, leading from the first floor to the second floor.

Han Zhan led Song Ci into the lobby on the first floor.

As soon as he entered, Song Ci was shocked by the ten-meter-high circular dome hall.

She raised her head and looked at the arc-shaped dome above her head.

The dome is designed to be made of translucent glass, which is brightly lit during the day and makes it feel like being outdoors.

On the glass, a sky full of stars is printed.

Seeing Song Ci staring at the stars in a daze, Han Zhan told Song Ci: "Those stars absorb light, and they will light up at night. When the time comes, when you look up, it will be like looking at the summer night sky."

Song Ci was shocked.

It turns out that the reports in the magazine are true. Han Zhan's mansion really has a starry sky dome hall that is as beautiful and exquisite as a Western church.

Han Zhan snapped his fingers.

Above the dome, a curved light shield suddenly rose up, blocking the daylight.

The door behind the two people was also closed, and the hall that was bright just now suddenly fell into day and night.

Han Zhan's melodious low voice sounded softly in Song Ci's ears: "Ci Bao, raise your head."

Song Ci looked up obediently.

When she raised her head, Song Ci saw the galaxy beside her. The galaxy and the universe were reflected on the dome, which was incredibly beautiful.

Those stars are still blinking.

Song Ci was almost suffocated. In front of the absolute beauty, Song Ci was at a loss for words and said: "Oh my god, it's so beautiful."

Han Zhan laughed out loud and told her: "This is my inspiration. I told the designer the inspiration and the designer added it."

Under the starlight, Han Zhan suddenly bent towards Song Ci and stretched out his right hand, like a noble and elegant gentleman, sending an invitation to Song Ci.

"Mrs. Han, are you willing to dance with me as a favor?"

Song Ci held back her laughter and put her left hand on Han Zhan's palm.

Han Zhan put his other hand on Song Ci's waist, and he danced a waltz with Song Ci with a big belly under the starlight.

After dancing, Han Zhan held Song Ci's cheeks in his hands.

He kissed Song Ci's lips.

After the kiss, Han Zhan suddenly mentioned: "Ci Bao, do you still remember what happened at your birthday party? That day, you crossed the crowd, passed by them, and walked straight to me. You smiled at me , your eyes are shining with hope, I see stars all over the sky in your eyes."

At that time, Han Zhan felt that Song Ci's eyes were more charming than the stars. So when the designer asked him for instructions on the pattern theme of the dome, Han Zhan told him without thinking that he wanted the sky full of stars in Song Ci's eyes.

Hearing this, Song Ci's heart palpitated.

She gradually became aware that Han Zhan's body temperature was rising, and his eyes were very hot. Song Ci quickly let go of Han Zhan and reminded him: "Han Zhan, I will give birth in a month, don't do anything wrong."

"Feel sorry."

Han Zhan snapped his fingers, and the lights in the room lit up.

He quickly turned around and went to the bathroom, and walked out after a while. When he came out, there were traces of cold water on Han Zhan's face.

The two looked at each other, both holding back laughter.

"Let's go, I'll take you to see other places."

"good."

After the two visited the first floor, they took the elevator to the second floor.

In the elevator, Song Ci asked Han Zhan: "How much did this house cost?" She is a layperson who only cares about money.

Han Zhan said a number.

Song Ci was speechless and roared in his heart: The trenches are inhumane!

Song Ci was stimulated.

Thinking back to when she lived with her parents in the countryside, she felt very happy because the houses in the countryside were more fashionable than other houses in the village.

Later, she moved to the city. Because her family bought a Sony TV worth 10,000 yuan, it was watched by neighbors, and Song Ci also felt that it was a face-saving thing.

Later, when she was adopted by the Mu family and lived in the three-story single-family villa for the first time, Song Ci felt like a pheasant entering the phoenix's nest, a chicken and a dog ascending to heaven.

On the first night after entering the Mu family, Song Ci lay on the Mu family's bed, unable to sleep well.

But now, she has become the mistress of the large manor in front of her!

For the first time, she deeply experienced the joy of being the richest man's wife. It was like walking on clouds.

It's so exciting, it feels so good to have money.

She could predict that in the first week of moving into her new home, she would be so excited that she couldn't even sleep.

Han Zhan took Song Ci to visit other rooms and facilities in the house. Finally, they came to the master bedroom.

The master bedroom is fully open, with a custom-made King-size bed leaning against the wall and a floor-to-ceiling glass window on the right.

Song Ci walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and realized that standing here, she could have a panoramic view of the Yulongyuan River.

In winter, the water storage capacity of Yulongyuan is not much, the river surface is calm, and the mountains and rivers are safe.

Han Zhan stood next to her. He pointed to a building on the river in the distance and said, "That's the Yulong Building."

Song Ci looked over and saw the Yulong Building standing on the river, with the dragon's head raised high and roaring to the sky, which was awe-inspiring.

Song Ci said: "From now on, when you go to work, my children and I can see you at home."

Song Ci thought of something and suddenly said: "Let's put a telescope here. When the children miss their father, they can peek at you."

Han Zhan: “Isn’t WeChat video more convenient?”

Song Ci rolled her eyes at Han Zhan, disdainful of his lack of understanding of amorous feelings, and said, "This is called romance, do you understand?"

Han Zhan didn't understand what was romantic about Song Ci's proposal, but he knew that he could never refute Song Ci's point of view at this time.

Han Zhan nodded obediently and agreed with Song Ci, "What you said makes sense."

The two stood by the window for a while, and Song Ci turned around and walked to the bathroom.

A carved screen is used as a partition between the shower room and the master bedroom. There is a bathtub on the left and a shower room on the right. There are two sinks in the middle. Next to the bathroom is the toilet.

The aisle in the middle is very wide and has an incense table. On the table, there is a fifty centimeter-tall jade sculpture of a human figure.

Song Ci stared at the jade sculpture, a little surprised.

"this is me?"

The jade sculpture carved from white jade is of a graceful woman.

She was wearing a backless dress, long hair, a fox mask, and was playing the violin.

When Han Zhan heard Song Ci's words, he walked quickly towards Song Ci.

Looking at the small statue, Han Zhan nodded and said, "This is the look you wore when you and Liang Bo appeared on the stage to watch the East TV Spring Festival Gala."

That night Han Zhan sat in the audience and admired the beauty of Song Ci with the audience.

At that time, he was thinking that he would definitely ask someone to carve out the beauty of Song porcelain and engrave it in time.

"nice."

Song Ci praised herself, but she didn't know whether she was praising her own beauty or the beauty of the works carved by the craftsmen.

Song Ci could not put it down and touched the statue several times. She laughed and teased Han Zhan: "Brother Han, come here, let you touch me when I was in my sexy period. It's a pleasure."

Han Zhan shook his head and laughed, "Don't make trouble."

Although the statue is beautiful, the people around him are where his heart lies.

"Let's go and have a look at the back mountain."

Han Zhan personally drove the tour bus in the manor and took Song Ci to visit the backyard lawn, training ground, and horse farm.

Finally, they came to the playground on the back hill.

Song Ci looked up at the white Ferris wheel. She shook her head and held onto a tree beside her, refusing to leave.

Han Zhan thought she was tired, so he said, "Let me carry you." Han Zhan had good arm strength, and even though Song Ci had gained weight, he could easily lift her horizontally.

Song Ci stretched out her hand and put it against Han Zhan's mouth, disgusted with his noise. "Brother Han, shut up and let me experience the happiness of a rich wife."

Han Zhan: "."

-

After visiting the manor, it was already noon.

Han Zhan took Song Ci to a farm at the foot of Yulong Mountain for dinner.

After dinner, Han Zhan received a call from Han Aoyu, saying that an old friend had sent him some quails and asked them to go back and eat quails at night.

Song Ci has never eaten quail in his whole life.

Han Zhan drove Song Ci back to his grandfather, then went to the company again, and came back for dinner in the evening.

Han Aoyu felt relieved when he saw that Song Ci had more smiles on his face and that his depression was probably getting better.

The quails were covered with a bamboo frame by Han Aoyu and were not killed yet.

Affected by the previous epidemic, Song Ci no longer dared to eat wild animals. She asked Han Aoyu: "Are quails protected animals, grandpa?"

"yes."

Song Ci said: "To protect animals, you cannot eat them. Now if you are caught eating game, you will be fined and imprisoned." Song Ci is a law-abiding citizen and will never do anything illegal.

Han Aoyu couldn't laugh or cry.

He liked Song Ci's cuteness and cuteness.

Han Aoyu saw that Song Ci was a little anxious, and then said: "This is my own quail, raised in the mountains. It is not wild, and it has no viruses. You can eat it with confidence. Besides, if you can't eat it, do I dare to give it to you?"

Hearing this, Song Ci put his heart back into his stomach.

At this time, Zhong Buhui came out with a basin and a kitchen knife. When he saw Song Ci standing by the bamboo frame, he hurriedly said, "Girl Song, I'm going to kill someone. Please stay out of the way."

Song Ci not only refused to evade, but also eagerly said: "I like plucking hair, Uncle Zhong, kill them and let me pluck them."

Zhong Buhui: "."

It's hard to tell that this pretty beauty loves to pluck bird feathers.

"Well."

Zhong Buhui killed the quail, and his grandfather brought boiling water, scalded the quail in a bucket of boiling water for a few minutes, and then asked Song Ci to pluck the feathers.

Song Ci stood by the stone table in the garden, put the quail basin on the table, and grabbed a handful of feathers, which was a great feeling.

After cleaning the quail feathers, Song Ci couldn't help but take pictures to show off to Yan Jiang about eating quail tonight.

Yan Jiang sent a drooling expression.

But he had to go to work and couldn't go to his grandpa's house for food.

Han Zhan wouldn't get home until 7:30 in the evening. Zhong Buhui was worried that the quail would get cold if cooked early, which would affect the taste of the food, so he decided to postpone dinner.

Song Ci felt hungry at four o'clock in the afternoon, so Zhong Buhui made her a plate of three-color fried rice first.

After Song Ci finished eating, she received a voice call from Su Huanyan.

Why was Su Huanyan calling her now?

Song Ci answered the call and heard Su Huanyan's gentle and melodious voice: "Song Ci, are you still living with grandpa?"

"Just in time today."

Su Huanyan then said: "I'm in the Cheng family's old house now. My mother came to see me a few days ago and brought me Su City's specialties. I thought you said you like to eat Su City delicacies, so I gave them to you. I’ll send some to you at some time.”

"You happen to be here with grandpa, then I come to find you?"

Song Ci: "Okay!"

After hanging up the voice call, Song Ci told Han Aoyu: "Grandpa, Cheng Yanmo's wife is coming soon. Is the rice cooked enough? I want to keep her for a while."

"Stay full!"

"That's good."

Song Ci came to the door and waited for a while, then saw Su Huanyan coming.

Su Huanyan looked like a gentle girl, but she was very courageous. Even though she was more than seven months pregnant, she could still drive the car very fast.

Parking the car in front of Han's house, Su Huanyan stepped out. She was wearing flat shoes and a long fog-blue down jacket. Her belly was a little bigger than the last time she met Song Ci.

She was also pregnant, but Su Huanyan still looked slender, except for her belly.

Song Ci stared at Su Huanyan's thin arms and legs, feeling infinitely jealous.

God doesn't give people a way to survive.

"Song Ci, come and help me lift it."

Song Ci hurried over and was a little surprised to see many gifts on the back seats. "So much?"

Su Huanyan smiled and said bluntly: "Your grandpa is here. I can't meet his old man empty-handed."

Su Huanyan patted the beautifully packaged Biluochun on the seat, and said, "I heard from Yanmo that your grandpa loved to drink tea. This Biluochun of mine was my old man's treasure when he was alive. He is gone, so it would be better to keep this thing. Giving it away."

"Then I'll thank you on behalf of grandpa."

The two of them carried the bags and entered the house.

Han Aoyu saw Su Huanyan carrying several large bags. He walked up with a smile and asked Su Huanyan with a smile: "Girl Su is here to bring warmth to Song Ci. Is it grandpa's fault?"

"Grandpa, what can I do without you?" Faced with Han Aoyu's teasing, Su Huanyan also acted calmly and generously. She handed Biluochun's hands to Han Aoyu and said, "Grandpa, smell this tea and see if you like it."

Han Aoyu took out a small box from the bag, opened the lid, and smelled the fragrance of the best Biluochun.

Han Aoyu smiled and said, "Good stuff! Let's have dinner at my place tonight. There will be quail. Your Uncle Zhong's cooking is great. You must like it."

It was hard to refuse such hospitality, so Su Huanyan agreed.

Su Huanyan brought Song Ci delicacies and snacks from Caizhizhai, as well as Taihu whitebait.

Song Ci had previously revealed to Su Huanyan that she loved drinking whitebait soup. She must have known that her mother was coming, so Su Huanyan greeted her mother in advance and asked her mother to bring the whitebait.

The things are not very expensive, but the thoughts are.

Song Ci was a little touched. Su Huanyan gave her a special product, but she didn't have anything suitable to give to Su Huanyan. She was thinking about getting something sincere to give to Su Huanyan.

The two chatted for a while, and then it got dark.

During this period, Cheng Yanmo called her. The two of them were like a pair of partners, with a respectful attitude. You asked me a question and I answered it.

Everything is fine, but they don't look like a couple.

Song Ci had no say in other people's lives. She listened quietly and felt a lot in her heart.

After hanging up the phone, Su Huanyan saw Song Ci staring at her curiously, and she said, "It's Yanmo. Every night when he works overtime, he calls me and asks about the children." There may not be love between the two, but there is family affection. But there are.

"He's a good husband."

"Um."

Han Zhan came back soon and was a little surprised to see Su Huanyan at home.

"Mr. Han."

"Mrs. Cheng."

Su Huanyan said hello to Han Zhan and continued chatting with Song Ci.

After dinner, Su Huanyan left.

Seeing that it was already getting late, Han Aoyu said: "Buhui, you send Su Yatou back. It's not safe to drive alone at night, especially on this mountainous road." The reason why he called Zhong Buhui to send Su Huanyan off instead of Han Zhan was also the reason why Han Aoyu Avoiding suspicion.

Zhong Buhui was about to stand up when he saw Han Zhan standing up first. "I'll go." Afraid that Song Ci would have random thoughts again, thinking that he had fallen in love with Su Huanyan out of curiosity, Han Zhan asked Song Ci in a gentle voice: "Ci Bao, will you come with me?"

Song Ci was wary of anyone, not Cheng Yanmo's pregnant wife.

She shook her head and said, "Go ahead and come back as soon as you send it."

"good."

Han Zhan drove his car and took Su Huanyan home.

Su Huanyan was sitting in the passenger seat, stroking her belly and chatting with Han Zhan.

"Song Ci is about to give birth?"

"Just next month."

Han Zhan knew that Su Huanyan would feel awkward being alone with him, so he found a way to talk.

When Su Huanyan fell silent, Han Zhan also said, "Miss Cheng will give birth in two months, right?"

"Yes, I am about twenty days behind Song Ci."

"You are really destined to have a baby together."

Hearing this, Su Huanyan laughed with emotion and said, "It's fate. There are so many famous ladies in Dongcheng, so I just want to play with her."

Han Zhan laughed meaningfully.

Su Huanyan felt that Han Zhan's smile was indescribably weird.

But she didn't ask any more questions, fearing that she might get the wrong idea.

The car stopped in front of Cheng's house. Su Huanyan wanted to open the car door, but found that it was locked. Su Huanyan realized something was wrong and moved her hand away from the doorknob.

Su Huanyan turned her head and looked at Han Zhan.

Then they saw that Han Zhan's jawline was very tight and his eyes were extremely cold.

Su Huanyan was slightly startled and felt uneasy.

Su Huanyan felt offended. She said coldly, "Mr. Han, what do you mean?"

At the door of Cheng's house, Su Huanyan didn't believe that Han Zhan dared to do anything to her, and she was quite confident in what she said.

Han Zhan's leather-gloved right hand was slowly stroking the joystick. He suddenly said, "Miss Su plays with our Song Ci. Is it because they have similar temperaments? Or is there another reason?"

Su Huan was a little surprised that Han Zhan would say such things.

Su Huanyan took a deep breath and said: "Whether Mr. Han believes it or not, I have no bad intentions towards Song Ci. I admire her talent and temperament, but I just want to be friends with her. If you don't believe it, , you can check my details."

As Han Aoyu's grandson, it would be easy for him to find out the details of Su Huanyan.

Han Zhan smiled and said, "It seems I misunderstood."

Seeing Han Zhan's smile, Su Huanyan didn't feel relieved, but felt even more uneasy.

Suddenly, Han Zhan said again: "I thought you were deliberately getting close to our Song Ci because of Cecilio's relationship?"

That was the first time Su Huanyan heard someone mention the name Cecilio in her ears after she returned to China.

From the moment she heard the name Cecilio from Han Zhan's mouth, Su Huanyan knew that she had no secrets or privacy in front of Han Zhan.

The ridiculous relationship with Cecilio was Su Huanyan's secret.

Not even her family knew that she had an unforgettable love affair with a man while she was in Italy.

Su Huanyan's heart would throb every time she heard Cecilio's name.

She held the seat belt and asked in a whisper: "Why do you know him?"

"Cecilio?" Han Zhan chuckled, "Miss Su is Cecilio's only girlfriend, haven't you heard him say that he has a younger brother whose Chinese name is Han Zhan?"

Su Huanyan was a little surprised. She said, "Are you his brother named Hof?"

"It seems that Cecilio really cares about you." Being able to tell Su Huanyan about his family affairs is enough to prove Su Huanyan's status in Cecilio's heart.

A few months ago, Song Ci returned from Italy after filming and told Han Zhan that she had met Cecilio in Italy. Han Zhan sent people to investigate Cecilio's life over the years.

Cecilio's life was very exciting, and every day was like a shooting spy movie. The only surprising thing was that such a cold-hearted and heartless thing could actually fall in love with a woman.

But God opened his eyes, and the woman he loved left him after all.

Hearing Han Zhan say that Cecilio cared about him, Su Huanyan just laughed sarcastically.

Han Zhan said to Su Huanyan again: "Have you seen Cecilio's mother?"

Su Huanyan hesitated for a moment before saying, "Before, I accidentally saw Cecilio's album box pendant, and I was lucky enough to meet Mother Song once."

Han Zhan looked at her deeply and asked, "Is it really unintentional?"

Su Huanyan's breath was stagnant. After a while, she replied to Han Zhan: "It's none of your business."

Well, the gentle tulip had a genetic mutation, revealing her overlord flower essence.

Han Zhan suddenly pressed the car door lock.

Hearing a click, Su Huanyan stretched out her hand to push the door open.

She was about to go down when she heard Han Zhan say behind her: "Su Huanyan, Song Ci treats you as a friend. I don't ask you to treat her heart and soul, but don't hurt her."

Su Huanyan slid out of the car, turned her back to Han Zhan, and was not in a hurry to leave.

Han Zhan: "If you dare to hurt her, I will make everyone in the Su family pay the price."

Su Huanyan chuckled lightly and said sarcastically: "We are indeed brothers. Your speaking styles are exactly the same." After a pause, Su Huanyan added: "The same is disgusting."

Su Huanyan was not afraid of offending Han Zhan.

As the boss's former girlfriend, Su Huanyan was used to seeing all kinds of big occasions and thrilling scenes. She was really not afraid of Han Zhan's threat.

Su Huanyan left after saying that.

Han Zhan looked at the woman's arrogant back with a critical eye, and he actually believed Su Huanyan's words.

-

When Han Zhan returned home, he was stopped at the door by Song Ci.

Han Zhan looked at her funny, opened his arms and said, "I don't have any kiss marks on my body, and I don't smell of perfume. I haven't cheated on her, so don't worry."

Only then did Song Ci laugh.

"Don't be poor, I'm not asking you this." Song Ci squinted at Han Zhan's eyes and asked suspiciously, "Did you talk to Huanyan about something behind my back?"

Otherwise, Han Zhan, who was troubled and indifferent, would not have taken the initiative to send Su Huanyan home.

Han Zhan was a little helpless.

"Why did your IQ suddenly go up?"

Song Ci is a very strange person. Sometimes, he looks confused and looks like a little fool.

But when it comes to big things, she is very smart. For example, tonight's incident, such as the last time he and Song Fei teamed up to scheme against Mu Mian, Song Ci saw through it every time.

Song Ci closed the door behind him, leaned against the door panel with his arms folded, and ordered Han Zhan: "Hurry up and tell the truth. You are not allowed to enter the house until you explain clearly."

It seemed that the only option was to compromise.

Han Zhan told her: "Su Huanyan."

"Um?"

"She was Cecilio's girlfriend."

Song Ci:?

Song Ci was still a little confused when she suddenly heard Cecilio's name. Two seconds later, when Song Ci remembered Cecilio's identity, she was stunned.

"How could it be? Huanyan and Cecilio?"

Huanyan and her half-brother are a couple?

this.

Song Ci imagined Su Huanyan and Cecilio standing together, like a flower stuck in a cracked stone.

Out of place.

"So what did you tell her?"

Han Zhan: "Su Huanyan may be doubting your relationship with Cecilio's mother. I'm worried that she has ulterior motives in approaching you, so I have to warn her."

Song Ci couldn't help but said: "Huanyan is definitely a good girl. Trust me, my intuition is very accurate."

Han Zhan couldn't help but pour cold water on her and said, "You used to think Mu Qiu was a good sister."

Song Ci: "."

Song Ci wanted to give Han Zhan a beating.

She raised her little fist and was about to punch it down when her stomach started to hurt.

Song Ci quickly retracted her small fist, made it into a palm, and held her stomach. "Hiss!" Song Ci touched her stomach, looked up at Han Zhan, who looked nervous, and said, "My stomach hurts a little."

Han Zhan's expression changed in shock. "You're not going to give birth, are you?" But it's only over eight months now!

Song Ci stretched out her right arm toward Han Zhan, "Quick, help me go to bed and lie down for a while."

Han Zhan directly picked up Song Ci from the waist.

He carried Song Ci back to the room in three steps and then two steps.

After lying on the bed for a while, Song Ci felt that her stomach didn't hurt anymore.

She felt it carefully and confirmed that her stomach really didn't hurt anymore, and then she felt relieved.

Zhong Buhui followed him upstairs and stood outside the door and asked, "Zhan Zhan, what's wrong with Girl Song? I see you just ran up with her in your arms. Is she feeling unwell somewhere?"

Just now Han Zhan ran upstairs with Song Ci in his arms, frightening both Han Aoyu and Zhong Buhui.

Han Zhan asked Song Ci: "Do you feel better?"

Song Ci nodded, "It's okay. I might have had cramps just now."

Do you get stomach cramps too?

Han Zhan then turned around and came to the corridor and explained to Zhong Buhui: "It's okay. Song Ci had cramps in his stomach just now, but he's fine now."

"Scared us."

Knowing that Song Ci was fine, Zhong Buhui went downstairs.

Although Song Ci said that she was fine, Han Zhan was still worried.

He took a shower but didn't sleep. He just lay down and talked to Song Ci, asking her after a while if her stomach hurt.

Song Ci always said it didn't hurt.

At ten forty in the night, Song Ci couldn't hold back his sleepiness and fell asleep as soon as he wanted to.

Han Zhan felt relieved when he saw that she was asleep.

Not long after sleeping, Han Zhan was suddenly woken up by Song Ci.

"Han Zhan!" Song Ci's tone sounded very panicked.

Han Zhan woke up suddenly and immediately turned on the wall lamp. He sat up and looked down at Song Ci.

Seeing Song Ci's face turning red with anxiety, Han Zhan quickly asked her, "What's wrong?"

Song Ci felt ashamed, but still told Han Zhan: "My pants seem to be wet."

Han Zhan was stunned for a moment and said, "Did you pee?"

Some pregnant women do experience urinary leakage in their third trimester.

Song Ci shook her head and said, "It doesn't look like it. I don't have the habit of leaking urine. I don't think so." Song Ci looked uneasy and said, "Han Zhan, could it be that the amniotic fluid has broken?"

Song Ci could feel that something was flowing along her body.

The gentle feeling doesn't feel like urine.

Han Zhan quickly opened the quilt and checked Song Ci's pants.

The clear liquid is not urine at all.

Han Zhan's expression suddenly changed!

"Ci Bao, don't be afraid, I will take you to the hospital right now!"

Han Zhan picked up the phone immediately and called the director of the hospital to tell the obstetrics and gynecology doctors to prepare for delivery and ask them to drive an ambulance to pick up Song Ci.

After making the call, Han Zhan was about to rush downstairs with Song Ci in his arms. Song Ci suddenly shouted: "Brother Han, I didn't take the child's clothes!"

Han Zhan had already carried her to the stairwell.

Hearing this, he shouted at the top of his lungs: "Uncle Zhong, Song Ci's amniotic fluid broke. I'll take her to the hospital. You help me take the children's things to the hospital. Everything is packed and placed in our room." In the bedroom!”

While shouting, Han Zhan had already rushed to the door.

The noise caused by Han Zhan woke up the whole room.

Han Aoyu woke up, Zhong Buhui woke up, and the guard who had just taken a break also woke up.

Han Aoyu didn't even bother to put on his warm jacket. He only wore a set of close-fitting warm clothes and rushed out of the room.

He ran to the door and only saw the taillights of Han Zhan's car sweeping across the corner, and soon disappeared.

Han Aoyu was so anxious that his hands were shaking.

"No regrets, is Song Yatou going to give birth?"

Zhong Buhui nodded with a stern expression.

Han Aoyu exclaimed: "How can this be done? It's only been more than eight months!"

Zhong Buhui said: "I'm afraid I'm going to give birth prematurely."

Han Zhan shouted those words so urgently that Zhong Buhui didn't hear them clearly, but he also guessed what Han Zhan was ordering.

Zhong Buhui came upstairs, opened Han Zhan's room, and saw the box standing in the corner.

Inside the box were the maternity supplies that Song Ci had prepared in advance.

Zhong Buhui ran downstairs carrying his things. After Han Aoyu changed his clothes, he drove Han Aoyu and took the clothes to the hospital.

In the hospital.

Song Ci has entered the delivery room, and the doctor is checking the rupture of her amniotic fluid. Han Zhan stood in the room, like an ant on a hot pot. He asked the doctor: "Dr. Zhang, how is my wife doing now?"

Song Ci raised her lower limbs high. Because of this sudden situation, she was so frightened that her face turned pale.

The doctor raised his head and told Han Zhan: "The amniotic fluid has indeed broken, but there are no contractions yet. Let's do a B-ultrasound to check the condition of the amniotic fluid. If it doesn't work, the baby can only be removed through surgery. Otherwise, if the amniotic fluid is low, the baby will suffocate." "