Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

After that day, Song Ci never saw Edward or Arang again.

It's like they disappeared out of thin air.

But the eyes in the dark are staring at Song Ci all the time, and Song Ci cannot escape no matter what.

Edward did not restrict Song Ci's freedom. She could move around the house and do anything.

But she still has no access to the Internet.

She was isolated in this house. She could see the blue sky when she looked up and the sea when she looked down. Apart from this, Song Ci knew nothing about what was happening in the outside world.

Edward said that Song Ci should learn Sicilian within a month, and Song Ci must learn it!

If you can't learn it, please refer to the half fan of mutton and the spy woman for the consequences.

The threat of death forced Song Ci to start studying again.

She took an unprecedented serious attitude and worked hard to learn Sicilian.

Song Ci kept talking to the servants in the room every day. At first, their conversation was like a chicken talking to a duck, you talk about yours, and I talk about mine.

After a few days, Song Ci was able to understand some daily conversations.

Gradually, Song Ci was able to understand what people were saying, and he could also speak a few words of Sicilian. It's just that the pronunciation is not standard enough.

The one-month time limit is coming soon, and Song Ci's heart is tense.

She didn't know how many more days her head could stay on her neck, so she treated every day as if it was her last.

After dinner every day, Song Ci would stand in the courtyard on the first floor and take a walk. The yard faces the sea, and the iron fence wall cannot block the scenery outside.

Song Ci listened to the sound of the waves and smelled the fishy smell brought by the sea breeze in the air. She thought of something, and her eyes gradually became deeper.

Song Ci stared at the island opposite and was stunned.

The scenery on the island is very good. People play on the island every day. Song Ci can see the girls wearing bikinis on the island.

Song Ci asked the servant: "Is the island opposite a tourist area?"

The servant said: "Yes, except for the island where Mr. lives, the nearby trails are all scenic tourist areas."

Sicily is a tourist destination and a source of income for Edward and his family.

The scenery here is good, and the public security is also very good. The crime rate in this city is actually lower than in other cities.

It seems that Edward is very interested in tourism and has managed the security in the area very safely.

On this day, the sunset is about to set.

The tall and beautiful maid walked out of the house pushing the dining cart, intending to feed the sharks.

Song Ci saw it and hurriedly walked out of the house.

"Freya, can I feed the sharks with you?"

The woman named Freya looked at Song Ci warily.

It is Freya's job to feed the sharks. If she fails in her duty, she will be fed to the sharks.

Freya couldn't trust Song Ci.

She was worried that Song Ci would use tricks, so she refused without thinking.

"No need, you are a guest, I can do this kind of rough work." Freya rejected Song Ci and pushed the dining cart to the courtyard wall alone.

Song Ci followed Freya silently.

Freya opened the iron gate, put on her gloves, stood on the edge of the cliff, lifted half of the mutton fans in the dining car, and threw them into the sea.

As she leaned forward, Freya's feet suddenly slipped.

"ah!"

The mutton in Freya's hand fell into the sea, and she also slipped off the cliff.

"Freya!"

Song Ci quickly rushed forward and held Freya's hand tightly with both hands.

Freya was pulled by Song Ci and hung on the edge of the cliff, her face turned pale.

Song Ci used all his strength to pull Freya upward.

"Don't struggle. The more you struggle, the more dangerous you are. Just be quiet and I will save you." Song Ci's voice had a soothing power.

Freya nodded with a pale face.

The rocks on the cliff were very sharp. Freya's body was cut by the sharp rocks and she bled a lot.

When Song Ci dragged Freya, Freya inevitably suffered some injuries.

The bodyguard heard the noise and ran over quickly, helping Song Ci pull Freya up.

Freya's legs were weak, so she knelt beside the dining car.

Hearing the sudden sound of water splashing from under the cliff, Freya turned around, lowered her head, and glanced at the sea.

The shark Coco emerged from the sea, bit into the half of the mutton, and left with satisfaction.

Seeing this, Freya's face turned white.

If Song Ci hadn't saved her just now, she might have become Coco's prey.

Freya looked deeply at Song Ci.

Song Ci was turning her wrist. In order to save Freya just now, Song Ci's wrist was slightly strained.

Freya smiled gratefully at Song Ci and thanked her: "Thank you, you saved my life."

Song Ci nodded and said coldly: "Be careful next time."

"good."

Freya stood up slowly and was taken by bodyguards to treat her wounds.

Seeing Song Ci still sitting on the ground, the bodyguard asked her, "Song, are you injured?"

Song Ci waved her hands and said, "No, just leave me alone."

The bodyguard thought for a while and left.

There is a cliff outside, and there is a sea-suppressing beast called Coco in the sea. I don't think she dared to jump into the sea to escape.

Song Ci did not dare to jump into the sea to escape.

First of all, she has a phobia of the deep sea, and secondly, she is timid and cherishes her life.

She would rather survive in Edward's house than try to escape by jumping into the sea.

In fact, Song Ci recognized the facts very clearly. When they arrived at Edward's territory, Song Ci had no hope of escaping.

She had no intention of running away.

Song Ci sat on the ground like a salted fish, looking at the setting sun at the end of the coastline.

The scene in front of me is so beautiful that it captivates people's hearts.

Song Ci suddenly missed Han Zhan.

She sat for a while before getting up. When she got up, her toes rubbed against the place where Freya had fallen.

The land was very smooth, and it looked like it had been smeared with some kind of lubricating oil.

The next day, Freya came on time to feed Coco.

Song Ci was wearing a sea blue dress, standing by the iron fence, staring at the island in the distance.

Hearing the sound of the dining cart wheels rolling, Song Ci turned around.

Seeing Freya, Song Ci asked her: "Is your injury healed?"

Freya smiled shyly and said, "It's nothing serious."

Song Ci noticed that Freya was walking slower than before.

Freya opened the iron door and was about to put on gloves when Song Ci suddenly reached out and took away the gloves. "Let me help you."

Freya hesitated.

Song Ci added: "Don't worry, it'll be fine."

Freya didn't stop her.

Song Ci put on her gloves and slowly picked up the half of the mutton. "It's quite heavy." Song Ci said.

Freya smiled and said: "Coco is more edible."

"It's obvious."

Song Ci dropped the half fan of mutton.

No one noticed that a small bottle of skin care products was thrown into the sea along with the mutton.

For several days in a row, Song Ci would help Freya feed the sharks.

She seems to have fallen in love with feeding the sharks.

The bodyguard reported Song Ci's anomaly to Edward. Edward did not realize that Song Ci was up to no good, and thought that Song Ci simply loved feeding sharks, so he acquiesced in Song Ci's behavior.

In a blink of an eye, one month has passed.

Edward is back.

Also returning with him was Cecilio, who had had a double relationship with Song Ci.

When Edward returned home, he asked someone to call Song Ci.

Song Ci was having lunch at that time.

Song Ci's hands shook a little when she heard that Edward wanted to see her.

She quickly calmed down, changed her clothes, and went to the second floor.

Second floor.

Edward was sitting on the sofa smoking a cigar. He squinted his eyes and stared at the calm Mediterranean Sea. He said, "You go to the negotiation the day after tomorrow."

Cecilio was a little surprised.

Edward: "You need to start taking my business."

Cecilio nodded.

"By the way, is there any progress with Oriana?"

Cecilio said: "No question."

"You call her later and ask her to come back."

"good."

While the two were talking, Song Ci came to the second floor.

When Cecilio heard the noise, he raised his head and looked towards the entrance to the second floor.

Seeing Song Ci, Cecilio was slightly startled.

Today, Song Ci wore a red backless skirt, with the hem covering her buttocks and not reaching her knees.

Edward's people prepared this dress for her.

In fact, while living here, Edward had Edward prepare everything for Song Ci, from underwear to shoes and jewelry. Song Ci had no right to choose or refuse.

Cecilio quickly lowered his head, picked up the wine glass on the table, took a sip, and suppressed the various emotions in his eyes.

Song Ci walked to the sofa and stood motionless, like a statue.

Edward bit his cigar and glanced at Song Ci.

This time, his eyes stayed on Song Ci for a long time.

Edward knew that Jiang Shiyu gave birth to two daughters to the traitor Mo Sang. In addition to Song Ci, there was also a child named Song Fei.

Edward has seen Song Fei's photos.

Although the two sisters look almost identical, apart from her face, Song Fei has nothing like Jiang Shiyu.

Song Fei is more like a copy of Mo Sang.

Song Ci is different.

Song Ci is like a replica of Jiang Shiyu, not only in appearance, but also in temperament, eyes, and the way he smiles, they are exactly the same as Jiang Shiyu.

Edward stared at Song Ci's face, and in a daze, he thought that time traveled back to more than thirty years ago.

At that time, Jiang Shiyu was also wearing the same style of skirt as Song Ci, sitting in his arms with her legs crossed, biting his neck crazily.

Edward always indulged Jiang Shiyu.

He thought that Jiang Shiyu's enthusiasm and excitement towards him was because of love.

He thought that his infatuation finally touched Jiang Shiyu.

But that woman's heart was as solid as stone. In order to gain his trust, she even did not hesitate to get pregnant to gain his trust and vigilance.

He gave her the appropriate freedom as she wished.

He thought that with Cecilio, Jiang Shiyu would stay by his side obediently. But that woman is really rational and calm. She would rather abandon her own flesh and blood than leave him.

Edward looked at Song Ci, the light in his eyes flickering on and off.

Song Ci felt uneasy when Edward saw him.

She was married, and she could understand Edward's eyes.

She slowly lowered her head, feeling a little scared.

Hanging his head, Song Ci glanced at Cecilio.

Cecilio was wearing an iron-gray suit, with unruly blond hair, and a pair of blue eyes on his cold and dangerous face.

Cecilio never looked at Song Ci again and just drank quietly.

After smoking the cigar, Edward suddenly pointed at Song Ci and said to Cecilio: "Leo, this is Song Ci, the daughter of your mother and the traitor Mo Sang."

Cecilio then raised his head and glanced at Song Ci with an indifferent expression.

He nodded and said, "I've seen her."

"Have you seen it? Then why didn't you tell me?" Edward was condemning Cecilio for hiding it from him.

Cecilio replied without changing his expression: "I passed by the cinema some time ago and saw her on the poster."

Cecilio lied. The first time he met Song Ci was clearly last spring.

Song Ci glanced at Cecilio in surprise, but was smart enough not to expose his lie.

"Ah"

Edward suddenly called Song Ci, "Song Ci."

Song Ci suddenly stood up like a student whose name was called by the teacher, and said in a loud voice: "Here you are!"

Edward was stunned for a moment, and then there was a smile in his eyes.

He asked Song Ci: "Have you learned Sicilian?"

Song Ci glanced at Edward and then said, "I know it." After knowing it for a while, it means I know it.

Edward: "Say a few words and I'll listen."

Song Ci thought for a while, then called Edward's name in Sicilian. "Edward."

Hearing this soft and soft sound, Edward was slightly startled, thinking of some long-standing memories.

The first Sicilian sentence Jiang Shiyu learned was also his name.

During countless nights and days of passion, Jiang Shiyu would always call out his name under his pressure.

Where once there was sweet passion, Edward was now bitter and angry.

Edward raised his head, stared at Song Ci, and suddenly said: "Ti-vogghiu, what does it mean?"

Hearing this, Cecilio suddenly raised his head and looked at Song Ci inexplicably.

Song Ci understood the meaning of this sentence, but she didn't understand why Edward mentioned it.

Song Ci also noticed Cecilio's sudden gaze. Song Ci hesitated for a moment, but honestly replied in English: "I love you."

Edward's eyes were heavy and he said nothing. He stared at the box of cigars and suddenly pulled off his tie.

Song Ci didn't know what Edward was thinking, but Cecilio, who was sitting opposite him, changed his eyes.

Edward would do this when he was interested in a woman.

But Song Ci is not another woman.

She is the wife of Edward's son and the mother of his granddaughters!

Edward threw away his tie, looked at Cecilio with a threatening look, and said, "Leo, you go out first."

This time, Cecilio didn't move.

Seeing this, Edward frowned and his tone became unhappy, "You're not leaving yet?"

Cecilio glanced at Song Ci, then stared into Edward's eyes, reminding him in a serious tone: "Father, she is the mother of your granddaughter."

The mother of your grandson can wake up Edward's sanity more than your son's wife.

Edward suddenly woke up.

He suddenly stood up, dropped his glass, and left.

After he left, Cecilio looked at Song Ci and said, "Don't tell him I love you, let alone call his name in Sicilian."

Song Ci vaguely understood that maybe her behavior reminded Edward of his mother.

Thinking of Edward's action of pulling on his tie just now, and the aggressive and possessive look in his eyes when he looked at her just now.

Song Ci's legs suddenly felt weak.

That pervert wanted to sleep with her!

Is that human being!

Song Ci couldn't understand Edward's perversion.

Doesn't he love his mother madly?

How could he touch other women at will?

Cecilio stood up. He stared at the voluptuous Song Ci and said to her: "Don't try to restrain Edward with moral ethics. He has never had such a thing."

If there really was such a thing, Edward would not have snatched Jiang Shiyu away from Coleman, forcibly imprisoned her, and possessed her domineeringly.

When Edward loves someone, he must bring that person to his side at all costs and watch over him day and night.

But Jiang Shiyu has never loved Edward.

Even Cecilio was a child deliberately conceived and given birth to by Jiang Shiyu in order to deceive Edward's trust.

Cecilio raised his legs to leave.

Song Ci suddenly turned around, facing Cecilio's tall back, and couldn't help but say: "Thank you."

Gritting her teeth, Song Ci blushed and shouted awkwardly: "Brother"

Cecilio paused slightly.

He didn't look back, and his voice was as cold as ice, reaching Song Ci's ears: "I'm not your brother."

He is a child abandoned by his biological mother. He is a child of a single-parent family. He has no sister.

It didn't happen before, and it never will happen again.

Song Ci's expression froze slightly.

She could understand Cecilio's attitude and mood.

Song Ci has been loved by her parents since she was a child, but what about Cecilio?

His birth was a deception, a child deliberately conceived by Jiang Shiyu in order to gain Edward's trust.

To Song Ci, Jiang Shiyu was a qualified, kind, and perfect mother.

But to Cecilio, Jiang Shiyu was a heartless and bad woman who abandoned her children.

Cecilio is still willing to speak for himself today, which is a kindness.

Song Ci understood very clearly how difficult her situation was.

Her half-brother chose to turn a blind eye to her situation, and Edward was an old pervert who was unstable and unpredictable. Next to him, there was Ajean who always wished he would die soon.

Song Ci felt tired, and for a moment, she suddenly wanted to die.

But when she thought of Han Zhan, her lovely daughters, and her only sister Song Fei, Song Ci cheered up again.

She can't die!

If she dies, Han Zhan can find a beautiful girl. If she dies, his daughters will be bullied by their stepmother. If she dies, Song Fei will have no relatives.

Song Ciqiang cheered up, chewed up all the grievances and fears, and swallowed them into his stomach.

-

The temperature is cooler in the morning and there are more tourists on the beach than at noon.

A slender little boy was running barefoot on the beach with a basket. Seeing a shell, the little boy squatted down and picked up the shell.

After picking up a few more shells, the little boy suddenly said: "Oh! There is a drift bottle!"

It was a lamer essence bottle, green, with a piece of paper inside.

The little boy unscrewed the bottle cap, poured out the note inside, and spread it out.

The characters were beautifully written, but the little boy couldn't read all the Chinese characters.

"Mommy, can you understand what's written on this?" Zhuang Qilin handed the note to the blond beauty behind him.

Xiaoli took the paper, opened it, took a look, and was also a little confused.

"Zhuang Long, look, what is written here?"

Xiaoli handed the note to the man wearing a black shirt behind him.

Zhuang Long opened the note, made a sound, and read in a playful tone——

[If someone picks up this drifting bottle, please call the number 1XXX on my behalf and tell a gentleman named Han Zhan: Song Ci confessed to you in Catania, Sicily. 】

Zhuang Long stared at the note and narrowed his eyes.

His wife Xiaoli asked him: "Is it a letter of confession? Or a bottle of confession?"

Zhuang Long looked at the boundless sea, smiled and said, "It's a letter asking for help."

Ordinary people would seriously regard this letter as a confession letter, but Zhuang Long saw through it at a glance. It was a woman named Song Ci who was asking for help from a man named Han Zhan.

I was also worried that the drift bottle would be picked up by bad guys, so I concealed my true purpose by confessing my love.

Xiaoli asked Zhuang Long: "Save him?"

Zhuang Long said: "Wait a moment."

He entered the phone number on his mobile phone and found that the phone number belonged to Wangdongcheng, China.

Seeing this, Zhuang Long smiled meaningfully. "I heard from Fang Yusheng that a wealthy man suddenly appeared in Wangdong City recently, named Han Zhan, and he is a fat sheep waiting to be slaughtered."

"This man can be saved!"

Save someone, and then blackmail him severely!

Not only did he do good things, but he also lost money.

Zhuang Long dialed the phone.

The phone was dialed and it rang for a few seconds before someone answered the call.

"Hello." The man's voice was low and he sounded tired.

Zhuang Long asked the other party in Chinese: "Han Zhan? CEO of Zeus International?"

Han Zhan glanced at his phone.

It's an American number.

He was sure that he didn't know the other person, so he became wary, "Hello, I'm Han Zhan, who are you? What's the matter with?"

After getting the answer he wanted, Zhuang Long seemed to see a fat lamb twisting its butt in front of him.

Zhuang Long smiled kindly: "Hello, Mr. Han. Song Ci confessed to you in Catania, Sicily."

Hearing this, Han Zhan suddenly stood up from his chair.

"What did you say?"

Zhuang Long shrugged and said: "I picked up a drift bottle on a resort island near Catania. It said: If anyone picks up this drift bottle, please call the number 1XXX for me. , tell a gentleman named Han Zhan: Song Ci confessed to you in Catania, Sicily."

Zhuang Long crumpled the note into a ball and threw it into the sea water.

"Mr. Han, the words have been brought. Please remember my name. My name is Zhuang Long, the director of the Ice Dragon Research Institute in New York. If you want to thank me after this is done, please bring money and come to New York to see me. Goodbye."

Zhuang Long hung up the phone, put on his surfing clothes, and said to the little boy beside him: "Qilin, let's go surfing!"

Zhuang Qilin lost his basket and went surfing with Zhuang Long.

"Wait for me!"

Xiaoli tied up her hair and chased after him with the surfboard in hand.

-

Han Zhan felt a little excited after receiving the call.

When Han Zhan was young, Edward lived in Milan.

Later, Han Aoyu took over his home, and Edward changed his address. Edward's estates spread throughout Italy and Europe, and his address has always been a mystery.

Edward is surrounded by the top hacker masters, who can always erase traces of Edward's existence.

Han Zhan tried to find Edward's whereabouts, but failed.

Zhuang Long's phone call was truly a timely blessing.

Han Zhan was worried that the call was fraudulent, so he called Song Fei and asked Song Fei to check the surveillance information near Catania.

Two hours later, Song Fei sent a blurry surveillance screenshot.

The surveillance screenshot was from today. In the screenshot, a group of men in black were getting out of a car in front of a club.

Because the monitoring was for today, Edward's people had not been deleted in time, so Song Fei was the first to check it out.

Song Fei took the phone and told Han Zhan: "The news is correct, Edward lives in Catania."

Han Zhan: "Well, thank you."

Hearing the sound of Han Zhan packing his things, Song Fei asked him, "What are your plans?"

Han Zhan closed the zipper of the suitcase and said, "If you don't enter the tiger's den, you won't catch the tiger's cubs."

Song Fei said, "I'll go too."

"Don't."

Han Zhan was already prepared for the worst.

Han Zhan told Song Fei: "You stay, Sister Fei. If I leave and never come back, you can help me take care of my two children."

Song Fei and Yan Jiang were infertile, and Han Miao and Han Jun were Song Ci's biological daughters. Song Fei treated Song Ci so well, so she would certainly treat their daughter well.

He said: "Sister Fei, please."

Song Fei was on the other side of the computer, her eyes red.

"Must come back."

Han Zhan hung up the phone directly.

He carried his luggage and used a forged identity to arrive at the airport and bought a ticket to Switzerland.

A few hours later, Han Zhan arrived in Zurich, the capital of Switzerland. He called a car and went straight to Lake Zurich.

Han Zhan pressed the peaked cap on his head, looked up and looked around the shops around Lake Zurich. Finally, Han Zhan found his target and walked towards a sausage shop.

Many people here speak German.

Seeing Han Zhan, the clerk raised his head and asked him: "Hello, sir, what would you like to eat?"

Han Zhan walked to the counter, tapped his fingers on the table, and then said, "Hello, I want to see Susanna."

The clerk stopped his busy movements.

He took a deep look at Han Zhan, then picked up the landline and made a call.

The clerk explained the situation and received a reply from the other end of the phone. Then he said to Han Zhan: "Mr. Han, please come upstairs."

Han Zhan walked up the solid wood stairs to the second floor.

A young woman was sleeping on the recliner in the collection room on the second floor.

She was a woman with very fair skin and a mole under her eye. She was very beautiful. She has long legs wrapped in black jeans.

This is Susanna, the most mysterious and powerful disguise artist in the world. It is said that the mask made by her hands can completely change a person's appearance, and no one can see it.

Hearing the noise, the woman sat up and stared at Han Zhan for a moment before saying, "My things are very expensive."

Han Zhan threw the luggage bag in his hand on the table, the boss was full of aura——

"I have money."

Susanna opened the bag and stared at the cash inside, showing satisfaction.

"Guest, please take a seat."

After Han Zhan sat down, Susanna reached out and touched his face for a long time. She said she was feeling her bones, but Han Zhan suspected that she was taking advantage of him.

After touching it for a moment, Susanna withdrew her hand and asked him, "What do you want?"

Han Zhan took out a photo and handed it to Susanna, "This is it."

Susannah glanced down at the face in the photo.

Han Zhan wanted to change himself and pretend to be another person.

Susanna couldn't help but ask: "If you become him, what will he do?"

Han Zhan: "Just like I paid you the money but didn't ask you what you wanted to use the money for, please Miss Susanna, don't ask me what I will use it for."

Suzanne chuckled. "It's me who talks too much."

Han Zhan showed his right hand with the broken finger again and asked Susanna: "Can you think of a way to repair my finger? At least I can't let others see that there is something wrong with my hand."

Susanna stared at Han Zhan's hand and nodded.

-

In a speakeasy in Catania.

Cecilio sat on the sofa, twirling a cigar-shaped cigarette in his hand, putting it in front of his nose and sniffing.

His expression remained unchanged throughout.

Opposite him, a woman wearing a black leather tube top was looking at Cecilio with squinted eyes.

This is Cecilio, the crown prince of the ‘Son of God’ group. He is only thirty-five years old and already holds the title of ‘The Shark of Sicily’.

Cecilio put down the goods in his hand and said to the person next to him: "Pure."

Hearing this, several men around him quickly put away their things and moved them from the table to behind Cecilio.

Cecilio looked at the broad-faced woman opposite him, with a businesslike and hypocritical smile on his cold face.

He opened his arms and said with a smile: "Vivian, my friend, welcome to beautiful Catania."

The goods are right, they are friends.

If the goods are not right, Vivian's head could fall to the ground at any time.

Vivian chuckled and picked up the red wine glass on the table.

She raised her wine glass towards Cecilio and raised her pink lips, "I said, I come here with sincerity."

"I am very sure."

Cecilio clinked glasses with her, took a sip of wine, and then put down the goblet.

He crossed his hands and placed them on his belly. The index finger of his right hand moved casually on the back of his left hand, seemingly carelessly.

After talking about the serious business, it’s time to talk about romantic matters.

Vivian moved closer.

The moment I bend down, I feel happy.

"Cecilia." Under the table, Vivian's high heels touched Cecilio's calf, gently rubbing back and forth.

Cecilio lowered his eyes and looked at the red high-heeled shoe, his expression cold and indifferent.

Vivian did not believe in evil and continued to tease Cecilio.

The toes of her pointed leather shoes went up Cecilio's calves.

Just as his toes touched Cecilio's knees, Cecilio suddenly reached out and held the red high-heeled shoe.

Vivian gave him a wink and said, "Ceciliao, do you want to try with me?"

Women are bold, beautiful and attractive.

But Cecilio's eyes were always clear.

Cecilio let go of Vivian's toes and stood up. He looked at Vivian from above and said, "You may not know that I am not interested in women who throw themselves into my arms."

Wei Wei'an was a little surprised, "Why, do you like to take things by force?"

Cecilio: "No."

He thought of something, his eyes turned cold, and he turned around and left.

He doesn't like women who throw themselves into their arms, nor does he like the drama of robbery. He likes to destroy, especially destroy a pure, clean flower.

"let's go."

Hearing this, the two tall men standing behind him bent down at the same time, picked up the things on the ground, and followed Cecilio away.

"Karl, take care of things and don't lose them." Cecilio said to his confidant.

Holding something in one hand, the tall man standing beside Cecilio heard Cecilio's instructions. He responded solemnly and subconsciously hugged the thing tighter.

Continuing to walk forward, Karl suddenly coughed several times.

Cecilio frowned and looked at him, "You have a cold?"

Karl nodded and said, "I caught a cold last night."

"No wonder your voice is a little hoarse today."

At this time, the male colleague next to Carl said: "Karl had fun with a woman last night. He slept on the beach all night without any clothes and caught a cold!"

Hearing this, Karl glared at his companion angrily.

Cecilio showed a playful look. He patted Karl's motionless right arm hanging by his side, and warned him earnestly: "Don't ignore your kidneys just because you are young."

Karl glanced at his unconscious right arm and nodded.

Many years ago, Carl was shot in the right shoulder blade in order to save Cecilio. Because he missed the best time for treatment, Carl's entire right arm is now disabled.

Even though his right arm is still hanging on his body, it can only be used for decoration.

The car drove all the way to the door of the house.

Cecilio got out of the car and walked into the house with Karl and another subordinate. At this time, a coupe approached quickly from far to near.

The car stopped at the gate.

The door opened, and a tall beauty wearing a silver fringed skirt walked out.

The beauty was wearing high heels, holding a bag in her hand, and looked at Cecilio with a cold expression. Nodding to Cecilio, calling "Brother", Oriana walked in.

Cecilio followed.

As the brother and sister walked side by side, Cecilio asked Oriana: "How is the research project going?"

Oriana said, "Failed."

Cecilio paused.

"Orianna."

Oriana stopped, turned around, and stared at Cecilio.

Cecilio said to her: "If you continue to fail, he will lose his patience and your situation will be very dangerous."

Oriana sneered, "It's just one death."

After saying that, she turned around and walked into the three-story building. Her tall and stubborn back revealed a cold and arrogant attitude that looked down upon death.

At this time, Song Ci finished swimming and walked over from the swimming pool with a towel draped over his shoulders, ready to go back to the room.

When she met Cecilio in front of the small building, Song Ci stopped and glanced at Cecilio.

Seeing two tall men standing behind Cecilio and noticing that they were holding something in their hands, Song Ci's eyes flashed slightly.

Don't ask if you shouldn't ask. This is the secret to saving your life.

Nodding to Cecilio, Song Ci left.

After taking two steps, Song Ci noticed a fiery gaze falling on him. She suddenly stopped and turned around to glare at Karl behind Cecilio.

"What are you looking at? You've never seen a woman with such a good figure like mine?" Song Ci scolded Karl fiercely and walked away with her fair legs.

Cecilio turned around, stared at the embarrassed Karl, and smiled playfully.

But soon, he darkened his face and warned Karl: "Don't look at this woman too much."

Karl quickly lowered his head, not daring to look around again.

"Let's go."

Cecilio led his subordinates into the small building.

As for Song Ci, after returning to the small building where she lived, she first took a glass of warm water and drank it.

After drinking the water, Song Ci came upstairs, took a shower, changed clothes, and got into bed.

She covered herself with the quilt, bit out the pillow with her teeth, and resisted the urge to cry.

Han Zhan, will you come to me?