Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

Jiang Bi walked out of her ecstasy, walked around the parking lot and came to her motor vehicle parking space.

In the dim moonlight, Jiang Bi walked toward her parking space. Before he got closer, he saw a girl with long hair sitting in the car.

On a cold night in late winter, Han Wangwang was wearing a white sweater and a black down jacket, sitting on Jiang Bi's motorcycle, playing with his mobile phone with his head down.

Seeing Han Wangwang, Jiang Bi stopped in his tracks.

The night light elongated Jiang Bi's figure and covered Han Wangwang's head, casting a shadow in front of her.

Han Wangwang noticed someone approaching, she put away her phone, slowly turned around, and saw Jiang Bi.

Han Wangwang stood up from the motorcycle and looked at Jiang Bi worriedly.

Han Wangwang felt relieved when he saw that Jiang Bi's clothes were clean and not stained with blood.

Han Wangwang said: "What did you do?"

Jiang Bi curled her lips slightly, raised her right hand, spread her palm, and said, "Strawberries are very sweet, I'll give them all to you."

The girl is slender and tall, and her facial features are beautiful but aggressive. Her whole body exuded a cold breath, but she held strawberries in her hand and said to her: The strawberries are very sweet, I will give them to you.

Han Wangwang wanted to ask her, are you also very sweet?

But she held back because those words were suspected of seducing people.

Han Wangwang strode towards Jiang Bi and hugged Jiang Bi's waist. "Jiang Bi, don't deliberately seduce me."

Jiang Bi was stunned.

Jiang Bi, who was hugged by Han Wangwang, remained motionless. His muscles and blood were frozen and forgot to flow.

Han Wangwang didn't smell blood on Jiang Bi's body, only a faint smell of rouge powder.

Han Wangwang was relieved.

She said: "Jiang Bi, I thought you went in to kill someone."

Jiang Bi smiled, slowly raised his right hand, placed it on Han Wangwang's hair and patted it. "No, murder is against the law. I don't kill anyone."

Han Wangwang said: "That's good."

Han Zhan drove Song Ci home. The car passed by the motorcycle parking space and he caught a glimpse of someone standing there.

Glancing over there casually, Han Zhan saw Jiang Bi, who had just separated from them, and the girl hiding in Jiang Bi's arms.

Han Zhan felt that the girl's figure looked familiar.

Han Zhan looked at the girl carefully and seriously.

After recognizing the man's identity, Han Zhan's eyebrows jumped.

He parked the car on the side of the road, lowered the window, and said to Song Ci: "Ci Bao, look, is that Han Wangwang?" He didn't even bark the Wangwang dog, and it was obvious that he was angry.

Song Ci looked over in surprise and saw the postures of Han Wangwang and Jiang Bi, and their expressions were slightly unnatural.

A hint of suspicion flashed through Song Ci's eyes.

Song Ci said: "It seems to be her."

Strange, how come Wangwang and Jiang Bi are hugging each other?

Many strange things flashed through Han Zhan's mind. I am also afraid that my thoughts are dirty and I will think badly of others.

Han Zhan tried his best to maintain his sense and decided to ask his young and socially savvy wife.

"Ci Bao, look, is it normal for Han Wangwang to be like Jiang Bi?" I always felt something strange.

Is it normal?

Song Ci didn't dare to draw a conclusion. She said, "My good friends and I often hug each other."

But she and her best friend couldn't embrace this kind of inseparable love.

Han Zhan could only tell himself that he was overthinking.

Since you are overthinking

drop--

It doesn't matter if it disturbs other people's good things.

The sudden sound of a trumpet alarmed Jiang Bi and Han Wangwang.

Han Wangwang quickly let go of Jiang Bi, and together with Jiang Bi, he turned his head and looked towards Han Zhan.

Through the lowered car window, Han Wangwang saw Han Zhan's face in the car.

As soon as he saw his little cousin, Han Wangwang felt panicked.

It’s over!

"Little cousin."

Han Wangwang jumped up to Han Zhan's car and saw a woman sitting next to Han Zhan. Han Wangwang quickly looked inside.

Seeing Song Ci sitting in the passenger seat, Han Wangwang said to Song Ci jokingly: "Hello little cousin, I was thinking just now, if the woman sitting next to my little cousin is not you, I will give it to you later. Call and complain.”

Song Ci smiled and praised Han Wangwang: "It is a good thing to have this kind of awareness."

Han Zhan asked Han Wangwang: "What are you doing here?"

Han Wangwang said: "Jiang Bi is here to perform. I have nothing to do, so I come with her."

Han Zhan hummed.

In the end, he couldn't help it, regardless of his displeasure. "What were you doing just now?"

Hanwangwangka was brought, and I was running out of words.

Jiang Bi walked over with long legs. She pressed Han Wangwang into her arms. At this time, a car whizzed past behind Jiang Bi.

When it was safe, Jiang Bi let go of Han Wangwang, lowered her head and said to Han Zhan, "She is cold, please ask me to keep her warm."

Han Zhan was stunned.

Is that so?

Jiang Bi's upright performance dispelled Han Zhan's doubts.

Maybe today's young people are so enthusiastic and like to express friendship between people by hugging and lifting.

It's because I'm getting old and can't keep up with the trend.

Han Zhan did not delve further into the relationship between Han Wangwang and Jiang Bi. He restarted the car and said, "I'm leaving. I'll come to your great-grandpa's house to play when I have time another day to see the two little guys."

After saying that, Han Zhan added: "As long as you don't have empty hands."

Han Zhan drove away in his car.

Han Wangwang stuck out his tongue guiltily, and cold sweat broke out on his back.

Jiang Bi stared at Han Wangwang's slightly uneasy face in the night, and felt some strange throbs in his heart.

Jiang Bi asked Han Wangwang: "What are you afraid of? Are you afraid of your little cousin?"

Han Wangwang's answer was subconscious, "Are you not afraid? He has already seen it!"

Jiang Bi asked another question that hit Han Wangwang's soul: "What are you afraid of? We haven't done anything. Isn't this the case among girls? We have to hold hands and hold arms when walking, and we have to eat desserts. Feeding each other is better than being a couple."

Jiang Bi saw many girls like this, sticky.

So, what is Han Wangwang guilty of?

Han Wangwang was nailed to the spot by Jiang Bi's words.

What is she guilty of?

Han Wangwang's heartbeat was a little fast.

She looked up at Jiang Bi and said, "Jiang Bi, if you were a boy, I would lose my virginity for you before marriage."

Jiang Bi's eyes deepened. "Is it?"

Han Wangwang turned around and walked towards the motorcycle, not daring to look at Jiang Bi's expression.

What she just said was tantamount to a confession.

Jiang Bi curled her lips and followed Han Wangwang.

Jiang Bi sat cross-legged in the car and handed Han Wangwang a helmet. Han Wangwang wore a helmet and hugged Jiang Bi's thin and attractive waist.

Just as the two were about to leave, Han Wangwang noticed an ambulance roaring towards them.

In the drunken and luxurious club, a large group of people came out. They were talking about things like 'zombie', 'scary', 'saw a ghost' and so on.

"Wait a minute." Han Wangwang asked Jiang Bi not to drive in a hurry.

Jiang Bi stopped and looked at the exit of the revelry with Han Wangwang.

The club's security guards took the injured out and put him in an ambulance. After a while, the police car also arrived, and two police officers walked into the club to understand the situation.

But the melon-eating crowd still stood at the door of the club and kept muttering.

Han Wangwang listened for a few times and roughly understood what happened in the club.

Someone suddenly lost control of his illness, grabbed his friend, and bit his friend's face to bits.

It was like a rabies attack.

Han Wangwang looked deeply at Jiang Bi.

In the night, Jiang Bi had an indifferent expression, squinting his eyes slightly, looking cold.

Han Wangwang told himself that Jiang Bi had been out for so long, so this matter must have nothing to do with her. She just happened to be here to perform and this happened to her.

"Let's go."

"Well, there's nothing to see. Sit tight and I'll drive."

-

On the way, passing a late-night snack shop, Han Zhan slowed down and asked Song Ci: "Want to have late-night snacks? There is a barbecue restaurant here."

They were originally going to eat and drink in the club on an empty stomach, but a sudden change disrupted their plans.

All Song Ci could think about was the man's face that had been chewed to pieces.

She felt like vomiting but kept holding on.

I heard Han Zhan say that for late-night snacks, it’s better to eat barbecue.

Song Ci suddenly slammed the car door and said to Han Zhan: "Stop!"

Han Zhan was so frightened that he quickly stopped the car.

Song Ci got out of the car, and as soon as her feet landed on the ground, she bent over beside the car and vomited wildly.

Han Zhan was stunned for a moment.

He got a bottle of water and walked out of the driver's seat, walked around to the passenger seat, and fed Song Ci with mineral water to rinse her mouth.

After vomiting, Song Ci returned to the car and lay on the car seat like a boneless insect.

She rubbed her hungry belly and said to Han Zhan: "Brother Han, what do you think happened to that person?"

"Is it rabies?"

Han Zhan shook his head. "Rabies don't bite people when they develop rabies. The symptoms of real rabies are fear of water, fear of water, and pharyngeal muscle spasms."

"Then what happened to him?" Song Ci would not believe that the man had a loss of life disease.

This is not a zombie movie.

Han Zhan pondered for a moment before saying, "It's a bit like a drug."

Song Ci nodded vigorously and said, "I know that there is a kind of drug that can cause hallucinations. In the past, there were people in the United States who were addicted to drugs and bit passers-by."

"Well, maybe that's the case. It's too scary."

Han Zhan said: "Don't be afraid, there are police to deal with them."

Han Zhan parked his car at the gate of the community and went to the unmanned supermarket to buy a handful of noodles, some eggs and sausages.

When he walked to the payment machine, he picked another box of covers from the shelf.

After arriving home, Han Zhan said to Song Ci: "Go take a bath."

Song Ci saw the invitation and hint in Han Zhan's eyes.

Her heartbeat was slightly fast.

Want to come?

Song Ci stayed in the bathroom for a long time this time.

While she was taking a shower, she stared at the caesarean section scar on her belly and the six or seven unsightly stretch marks.

Song Ci frowned irritably.

Han Zhan also took a bath downstairs.

Song Ci walked out of the hair room and was about to go downstairs. When she lowered her head, she saw Han Zhan sitting on the sofa wearing only a bathrobe.

He was drinking water, and a Jackie Chan action movie was playing on the TV in front of him.

Hearing the footsteps, Han Zhan raised his head and glanced upstairs.

Song Ci stood behind the railing of the duplex floor, her hair tied up casually with a rubber band, exposing her forehead and neck.

In front of his forehead, a few strands of hair hung down.

Song Ci, who had just taken a shower, had porcelain-white cheeks that were slightly red, giving her a delicate and delicious sense of temptation.

Han Zhan patted Song Ci on the sofa next to him, "Ci Bao, come down."

Song Ci walked down but did not sit down.

Standing in front of Han Zhan, Song Ci took the initiative to untie the yukata.

Han Zhan stared at her with burning eyes, his Adam's apple throbbing.

Song Ci opened her bathrobe.

Her whole body was openly exposed in front of Han Zhan.

Han Zhan breathed heavily and his eyes darkened.

Just as he was about to make a move, Song Ci suddenly said: "There are a few things I have to say to you."

Han Zhan stopped, sat on the sofa and looked up at Song Ci.

"you say."

Song Ci's fingers gently slid across her abdomen. She said, "This scar cannot be completely removed even with scar removal cream. These stretch marks have torn my skin apart and cannot grow again." Woke up."

"Han Zhan, these ugly things will accompany me throughout my life. You will see them every time you see me in the future."

Han Zhan stared at the scars.

Song Ci's skin used to be very fair and smooth. To be honest, stretch marks and scars really detracted from her perfection.

But Han Zhan didn't feel ugly.

There is no thought of them being 'ugly'.

Song Ci told Han Zhan: "You can't despise them, nor can you use them to slander me or make fun of me. They are part of my body, given to me by you and your children. Anyone is qualified to despise them, Only you and the children are not qualified."

Han Zhan looked at Song Ci seriously and said, "I won't dislike them."

He pulled Song Ci in front of him, lowered his head, and kissed her scar.

Han Zhan hugged Song Ci's waist, raised his head again, and said to Song Ci: "Look, they are not ugly."

Song Ci nodded.

She held Han Zhan's head and told him: "You can do anything to me."

Encouraged, Han Zhan was very excited.

That night, their careful rapport at the beginning turned into a series of ups and downs.

-

Late at night, Song Ci was hungry after all.

Han Zhan had expected that Song Ci would be hungry. Wearing only a pair of trousers, he came to the kitchen and cooked a bowl of egg and sausage noodles for Song Ci.

Song Ci finished the bowl of noodles and fell asleep with a sense of guilt.

The next morning, Han Zhan and Song Ci had breakfast downstairs.

Han Zhan said to Song Ci: "You will be on a business trip tomorrow. Come with me to the company today to stay with me, okay?"

Song Ci couldn't let go of her children, and Han Zhan couldn't let go of Song Ci.

Song Ci looked at Han Zhan funny and asked him, "Can't you let me go?"

"Yeah." Han Zhan admitted generously.

Song Ci nodded and said, "Okay, you'll have food and accommodation included."

"certainly."

On the way to the company, Song Ci had nothing to do, so he played on his mobile phone.

She opened WeChat and saw that in the WeChat group, everyone was talking about what happened in the drunken club last night.

Song Ci scrolled through their comments and found that this matter had spread last night.

"Last night, the person who bit someone was a young man from Anjia in the north of the city. The person who was bitten was a friend who played well with him, named Mo."

"The person named Mo went to eat and drink with the person named An. Unexpectedly, the person named An suddenly went crazy and bit the person named Mo."

"The family surnamed An has some background. He was released last night. After he came out, Mr. An went to the hospital to visit his friend who was bitten by him, but the surnamed Mo may be angry. This morning, in the ward, Mr. Mo, who came to visit him, slashed his neck with a knife."

Han Zhan didn't expect that things would turn out like this.

"I can understand what Mo did." Song Ci understood the victim's mood very well.

"My good face was bitten and disfigured by Young Master An. I thought that Young Master An would be jailed for two years, but I didn't expect that Young Master An had a deep background and was released that night."

"It's understandable that someone named Mo was so angry that he killed someone in anger."

Han Zhan was noncommittal about this.

He said: "Killing the young master of the An family, Mo was temporarily happy, but he will have to bear the revenge from the An family for the rest of his life."

Killing people feels good for a while, but after the fun ends, it will be miserable for the rest of their lives.

Han Zhan suddenly said to Song Ci: "There is an old man's phone in the co-pilot's glove box. Please help me take it out."

Song Ci opened the glove box hesitantly, and actually saw an old man's phone inside.

It's that kind of black, bulky old machine.

It had been many years since I had seen such an old antique, and Song Ci couldn't help but look at it a few more times.

"do what?"

"Turn on your phone and give it to me."

"good."

Song Ci turned on the old man's cell phone. When she heard the rustling music when it was turned on, she handed the cell phone to Han Zhan with black lines on her head.

Han Zhan pressed a number and dialed it without hesitation.

Song Ci heard Han Zhan say——

"Hello, hello, is this the anti-narcotics brigade? I want to report a suspected case of drug abuse and injury. Yes, it happened last night at the drunken club. The drug addict's surname is An."

"I?"

".I am just an enthusiastic Chaoyang citizen."

Han Zhan hung up the phone.

Seeing Song Ci's shocked expression, Han Zhan smiled at her and told her: "Everyone has the responsibility to report drug abuse."

"Brother Han, you are so insidious."

Han Zhan handed the phone to Song Ci and said, "Put it back."

Song Ci threw the phone into the glove box. She asked Han Zhan curiously, "Brother Han, do you often do such immoral things?"

"Where is it? Who knows I did it?"

Song Ci: "."

When he arrived at the company, Han Zhan plunged into busy work.

A few days ago, several Australian investors who wanted to invest in the aviation tourism industry came to Wangdongcheng. Bei Zhan had been accompanying them these days. It took three days before Bei Zhan finally signed a contract with them.

Once the contract is concluded, we are friends.

Australian investors have always wanted to meet Han Zhan, but Han Zhan had always declined them on the grounds that he was busy at work.

After they signed the contract and everyone became friends, Han Zhan finally got his time.

After lunch, Han Zhan took the initiative to call the investor representatives and said that he was free in the afternoon and the weather was fine, and he wanted to invite them to ride horses at the suburban racecourse.

The other party readily agreed.

Song Ci slept for forty minutes before being woken up by Han Zhan, put on the sportswear and sneakers he prepared for her, and went to the racecourse with Han Zhan.

Song Ci could ride a horse, but his equestrian skills were average and he did not dare to play tricks.

Among the investors was a forty-year-old female manager. The woman was very tall, had strong muscles, and was very good at equestrian skills.

Seeing Song Ci looking at her with admiration, a woman named Josephine stopped her horse in front of Song Ci.

"Song, do you want to play with me?"

Song Ci immediately abandoned his pony and got on Josephine's horse.

Song Ci sat in Josephine's arms. Josephine chatted with her in English and controlled the horse beneath her. The two had a great time at the racecourse.

After Han Zhan finished riding the horse, he handed the horse to the stable boy.

After looking at Song Ci who was having fun with Josephine, Han Zhan decided not to disturb them both.

He went to sit under the awning chair with several male investors. As soon as he sat down, he heard Eric say: "Han, you have to be careful about Josephine, she is very good at seducing people."

Han Zhan smiled enigmatically and said: "She is not the type that I am interested in. I love my wife deeply, and no one can shake the relationship between us."

Hearing this, everyone's expression on Han Zhan became wonderful and strange.

Han Zhan frowned.

I thought: Is there something wrong?

"Han." Eric said earnestly, "Josephine likes girls."

Han Zhan's expression changed slightly.

"You have to watch out for her."

Everyone looked up at Josephine and the Chinese beauty in her arms, gloating a little.

Han Zhan's smile disappeared completely from his face.

When he looked at Josephine and Song Ci again, he felt that they were sitting too close. Are there no horses at the racecourse? Why did she want to ride on the same horse as Song Ci?

After two laps of running, Song Ci found that the laces of her sneakers were loosened, and she said to Josephine with a lingering sense of contentment: "Okay Josephine, I want to rest, please let me go."

"Yes!".

Josephine ordered the horse to stop. She jumped off the horse first, and then extended her hand to Song Ci in a gentlemanly manner to lead her off the horse.

At this time, a long arm reached out arrogantly, grasped Song Ci's catkin, and pulled her down.

Song Ci said thank you to Josephine, then squatted down to tie her loose sneakers.

Han Zhan looked at Josephine from close range, smiled and said to her: "My wife is very beautiful and charming, right?"

Josephine saw hostility in Han Zhan's eyes.

She didn't want to offend Han Zhan, so she just smiled kindly when she heard this. "My wife is very charming. I think Mr. Han and his wife have a deep relationship. They must be an enviable couple."

Han Zhan was relieved.

He helped Song Ci tie the other shoelace, then took Song Ci to the umbrella and chatted with others.

In the evening, after having a meal with the group, Han Zhan and Song Ci went home together.

The two children happened to be awake. Han Zhan picked them up, placed them on the thick carpet, and teased them with toys.

After a little teasing, the elder sister would laugh. The younger sister would smile occasionally, but most of the time she would look at Song Ci and Han Zhan.

"Miaomiao, Junjun, mom is going to the United States tomorrow." Song Ci was a little reluctant to let go of her daughters.

She lay down next to Han Junce and played with Han Jun's tiny little finger.

Before they left, Song Ci began to miss them.

Han Zhan said: "Isn't there a break in the middle? You can come back."

"There are a few days of rest between the French and Chinese games, so you can indeed come back. But the first few games are so close that you can only go back and forth once."

After saying that, Song Ci smelled a bad smell.

She poked Han Zhan's arm. "Brother Han, is it the older sister or the younger sister who's having trouble?"

Han Zhan first opened his sister's diaper and took a look. "No, it's Miaomiao."

Han Zhan carried Miaomiao to the nanny.

After Miaomiao washed her buttocks clean, Han Zhan hugged Miaomiao back again.

Song Ci is playing with her selfie stick.

"Brother Han, sit down here with Miaomiao in your arms, and we can take a photo together."

"good."

Song Ci and Han Zhan sat cross-legged together, head to head, each holding a baby in their arms.

Song Ci raised the selfie stick, found the angle, and was about to take a photo when she saw that Han Zhan was not smiling.

Song Ci gave Han Zhan a roll of his eyes and educated him: "Do you understand that you have to smile when taking a family photo? The sillier you smile, the happier you will be."

Han Zhan grinned, revealing his white teeth.

Song Ci accepted his fate. "Brother Han, please don't laugh."

Han Zhan deliberately pretended to smile, like a shark laughing.

Funny and embarrassing.

Han Zhan pursed his lips and stared at the camera seriously.

Song Ci took the photos and checked them again. "I'll send you the photo."

Song Ci sent the photo to Han Zhan's WeChat account, and then put her sister and sister back in the crib.

"I'm going to pack my luggage. Will Brother Han come with me?"

"Just come."

-

Song Ci brought two suitcases with her on this business trip.

The next morning, after dinner, Han Zhan helped Song Ci put the suitcase in the trunk of the car.

He stared at the two big boxes and teased Song Ci: "When you come back, should I find a small truck to pick you up?"

Song Ci didn't understand what Han Zhan meant. "Why?"

Han Zhan explained: "According to your shopping ability, if you go with two suitcases, you will definitely have eight or nine suitcases when you come back. You can only use a small truck to pull it."

Hearing this, Song Ci couldn't laugh or cry.

"I will try to buy as few things as possible." Song Ci herself felt that this was very unreliable. She had not gone shopping for a long time, and when she suddenly went abroad, she must have bought whatever she wanted when she saw it.

In the past, she only bought shopping for herself, but now she also has to buy shopping for her grandfather, Han Zhan, her two babies, Song Fei and Yan Jiang.

Eight or nine suitcases may not fit.

Han Zhan sent Song Ci to the airport, and the two stayed in the waiting room for a while. When the time came, Song Ci took a plane and flew to the United States.

Song Ci also brought her personal stylist Allen with her on this business trip.

Allen is the person who knows Song Ci best. Every time he attends a grand event, Allen will dress Song Ci beautifully.

This time, Song Ci also handed over his styling responsibility to Allen.

Song Ci's positioning for herself is very clear. She only needs to be responsible for beauty.

At the media meeting in New York, Song Ci wore a long blue dress with a V-neckline and a bright gold belt embellished the waist.

All she wore was a pair of pearl earrings.

When she stood on the stage, she was like a walking flower of wealth in the world.

At the film promotion meeting, Song Ci also performed the violin for reporters.

At first, everyone thought that Song porcelain was just a vase with an empty appearance.

However, as soon as Song Ci touched the violin, he instantly entered a state of selflessness.

When Song Ci is playing the violin, she is the protagonist of the world, and all the light is focused on her.

After watching Song Ci's talent show, everyone took a new look at Song Ci.

Du Junfei pretended to be careless and deliberately let slip that Song Ci was Shen Yubei's beloved disciple. So that day, a reporter from the New York Entertainment News commented on Song Ci like this -

Song Ci, a beautiful and versatile Chinese girl, has a sexy and graceful figure, a beautiful face, and wonderful violin skills.

She is a new actress born for Rain.

Song Ci naturally also saw the report about herself in the New York Entertainment News, and she felt it was untrue.

Song Ci secretly poked Han Zhan's WeChat account and asked him: [Brother Han, did you buy me the draft? 】

After more than ten minutes, Han Zhan replied to her: [You can't let them slander you. 】

In order to bribe the boss of the New York Entertainment News, Han Zhan promised to give him a free space flight on Zeus 1.

Song Ci knew this would be the case.

Foreigners are very repulsive to Chinese people. If they don't praise her, they would be merciful. How can they praise her willingly?

After knowing that this was a draft bought by Han Zhan, Song Ci found it boring.

The second stop was to the UK.

The third stop is France.

Everywhere Song Ci goes, the most famous local entertainment newspaper website will definitely praise her.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that someone is spending money to support Song porcelain.

But Song Ci doesn't feel ashamed either. Her husband is willing to spend money to build momentum for her, and anyone who doesn't agree will just shut up.

After the promotional meeting in France, Song Ci went home for a few days.

The two children had almost forgotten Song Ci.

Back home, when Song Ci wanted to hug them, they were still crying.

Song Ci was somewhat hurt by the children's resistance to him.

But there was nothing she could do. Song Ci planned to use these few days of rest to repair her relationship with her children.

As the children get older, they are not as obedient as they were during confinement. They doze less and less, and they always cry before going to bed at night.

Song Ci told them stories, but the two children were still young and could not understand the fables.

Song Ci thought of the memory of Jiang Shiyu always playing Little Star on the violin in order to coax their sisters to sleep when they were children.

With the attitude of giving it a try, Song Ci also took out his violin and played the song "Little Star" for his daughters.

Strangely, under the hypnosis of the music, the two sisters actually fell quiet quickly.

They slept.

Song Ci put down the violin, turned around, and saw Han Zhan standing leaning against the door frame.

There was a smile of satisfaction and happiness on Han Zhan's lips.

When Song Ci looked over, Han Zhan didn't even have time to hide his smile.

Song Ci opened his arms toward Han Zhan.

Han Zhan came over and bent down to hug Song Ci.

"came back."

"Um."

"When you come back, take a good rest for a few days. When the last promotional meeting is over, I will take you and the children on a trip."

"Where to go?"

"Well, how is Sanya?"

"Can."

Sanya has been relatively warm recently and the sun doesn't bask in the sun, making it more suitable for traveling.

The couple returned to their small room. Han Zhan bit Song Ci's ear and said, "In the past few days since you left, I have been relying on those photos of you to fall asleep."

Song Ci's ears turned red and she asked him, "How did you fall asleep?"

Han Zhan said something dirty in her ear.

Song Ci kicked Han Zhan away and scolded him: "You are shameless!"

Han Zhan held Song Ci's feet and said, "I haven't seen you for a long time. Now that I look at your feet, I feel they are beautiful."

Song Ci couldn't laugh or cry.

She was played like this by Han Zhan for a long time, and finally she lay on the bed exhausted, motionless.

After more than ten days of separation, Han Zhan couldn't bear to let go of Song Ci's waist when he went to bed at night.

He held her and slept all night.

When Han Zhan woke up the next morning, he felt pain in his arm.

But seeing Song Ci still snoring lightly next to him, Han Zhan felt that everything was worth it.

After staying at home for six days, Song Ci had to leave for Yucheng.

The Yucheng promotional meeting on March 12th was the last stop.

On the 11th, Song Ci arrived in Yucheng and went to the airport to pick up Du Junfei.

Along with Du Junfei, there is also the leading actor Damien.

The next Oscar winner and future top Hollywood star also prepared a gift for Song Ci's children.

It's two sets of Barbie dolls.

Song Ci thanked Damien and then led them into the car and back to the hotel.

On the way, Du Junfei told Song Ci: "Du Xueyan will also attend tomorrow's promotional meeting. Her flight will arrive in the afternoon and we will have a meal together in the evening."

Song Ci hadn't heard Du Xueyan's name for a long time, and it felt like a long absence.

Du Xueyan suddenly left China a few months ago and announced her official entry into Hollywood.

I don’t know who is praising her, but in that cannibalistic Hollywood, she actually used good resources.

Du Xueyan was supposed to attend the last promotional stop in New York, but the film production cycle she was participating in was quite tight and she couldn't make time, so she didn't attend.

Hearing Du Xueyan's name again, Song Ci's heart stopped.

She knew very well that it was absolutely impossible for Du Xueyan and Han Zhan to be completely clean.

Damien said: "I had dinner with Xueyan last month. She has great resources now and is expected to become the most popular Asian movie star in Hollywood."

Du Junfei knew what Damien was implying. He was saying that Du Xueyan had found a big benefactor.

Du Junfei did not jump into the language trap Damien dug for him. He said: "Everyone has his own luck, especially in a place like Hollywood."

Damien saw that Du Junfei refused to disclose the information about Du Xueyan's financial sponsor, so he didn't ask any more questions.

Du Junfei glanced at Song Ci. He spoke to Song Ci in Chinese and said, "I heard from Shen Yubei that Du Xueyan once had an affair with your husband?"

Song Ci retorted: "What does it mean to have an affair? That was all 1989 years ago. At that time, they were a serious couple. It sounds so ugly to say that they have an affair."

"Yo, you're quite protective of your men."

Song Ci criticized him: "If I don't protect my man, am I going to favor you, the second master?"

Everyone has their own restricted topics, and Du Junfei would not make fun of Song Ci about this.

Du Junfei accepted it as soon as it was good.

He told Song Ci: "Du Xueyan is a woman who is very ambitious and arrogant. Now that the matter between her and your man is over, she will not rekindle it again. Besides, there is Gu Shengyuan beside her who is watching, Du Xueyan doesn’t have time to come back and harass your man.”

Song Ci heard the implication and was a little surprised, "Second Master, are you saying that Du Xueyan's agent likes Du Xueyan?"

Du Junfei: "That's why I said your eyesight is not good and you can't see such simple things."

Song Ci's eyes were dull and he really didn't see it.

She had great hope that Gu Shengyao could capture Du Xueyan as soon as possible and have a son with her and grow old together.

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In the afternoon, Du Xueyan came to Yucheng and checked into Ankai International Hotel.

Her room was next to Song Ci's.

During dinner in the evening, Du Junfei sat considerately between Song Ci and Du Xueyan, serving as the delicious filling in the sandwich biscuit.

The meal was quite pleasant.

At night, the two young ancestors at home refused to sleep.

Recently, it has become a habit for them to fall asleep listening to Song Ci playing the violin.

Song Ci suddenly left home, and the little ones couldn't sleep without the sound of their mother's music.

Helpless, Han Zhan could only make a video call to Song Ci, asking Song Ci to play Little Stars from a distance to coax the children to sleep.

Song Ci played the song "Little Star" and was a little proud when she saw that the children really fell asleep. "Brother Han, you are an incompetent father. You don't even have the skills to put your child to sleep."

"Madam is amazing."

Han Zhan complimented Song Ci a few words and flattered Song Ci to make her happy, and then they hung up the video call.

After hanging up the video, Song Ci felt sleepy.

Before getting married, Song Ci would not consider going to bed before half past twelve. It's good now. At a young age, I have developed a good habit of wanting to go to bed at half past ten.

Song Ci went to bed and fell into a dazed sleep, when she suddenly heard someone crying next door.

Song Ci opened her eyes and found that the crying came from outside the balcony.

Each room has a balcony. If the balcony window is open, the movement in the next room can be transmitted to her room.

Why is Du Xueyan crying?

Song Ci thought Du Xueyan was in some trouble, and he hesitated whether to go next door and knock on the door to ask about Du Xueyan's situation.

At this moment, Song Ci heard a deep male voice, panting and saying, "Just wait a few more minutes."

Du Xueyan: "Please, hurry up!"

After realizing what was happening next door, Song Ci felt like she was struck by lightning!

Du Xueyan was indeed crying, but she was not crying sadly, but she was crying with joy.

Song Ci felt tired.

It's okay for her to be on a business trip alone. She stays in a hotel and has to listen to Han Zhan's ex-girlfriend and his manager causing trouble in the room.

Song Ci's heart was extremely desolate.

She covered her head with the quilt and fell asleep after a long time.

The press conference was held downstairs in the hotel. Song Ci dressed up and walked out of the room with her skirt in hand. At this time, the door to the next door opened.

Du Xueyan also walked out.

Song Ci wore a black tube top skirt, and Du Xueyan wore a white tube top skirt.

Both of them have their own beauty.

Entering the elevator, Du Xueyan said to Song Ci, "Are you in a bad mood?"

Song Ci felt baffled. "Why do you ask?"

Du Xueyan said: "You look a little tired."

Song Ci sneered, "It's not thanks to you."

Hearing this, Du Xueyan was a little surprised, "Why is it me?" Du Xueyan thought for a moment and then understood, "Are you still concerned about Han Zhan and me?"

Song Ci: "No, the noise you made last night was a bit loud. I was forced to listen to it for more than half an hour and lost sleep."

Du Xueyan's face suddenly turned red.

"Is the soundproofing of the hotel so bad?" She raised her head and blushed to her neck.

Song Ci hummed, "Remember to close the balcony door from now on, thank you."