Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

"This is called killing a chicken to scare the monkeys!"

After hearing Han Zhan's opinions, Song Ci was speechless for a moment.

When it comes to playing with people's hearts, Song Ci is no match for Han Zhan. How could Han Zhan not think of the problems she could think of?

Song Ci suddenly felt that he was worrying too much and that his worries were unfounded.

However, Han Zhan shook Song Ci's hand and said coquettishly to her, "Madam, you care about me so much. I am very happy for my husband."

Song Ci disliked the numbness and wanted to take his hand out.

But Han Zhan squeezed her tighter and said, "Don't move, my wound hurts."

Although Song Ci knew that Han Zhan was playing a trick, she was still too soft-hearted to move.

When I got home, my daughters were already asleep. When sleeping, Han Jun still held one of Song Ci's pajamas in his hand. Grandpa said that before falling asleep every day, Han Jun would hold Song Ci's clothes before falling asleep.

This pajama was also the one that Song Ci wore the most during her confinement period. I don’t know if Han Jun liked her mother too much or was nostalgic for the smell of milk.

Song Ci took out the clothes from Han Jun's arms, arranged the sisters' nightgowns, and placed them on the small pillows. Song Ci sat by the bed, looking at the children's sleeping faces, wanting to kiss and rub them a few times.

It's so cute, I never get tired of looking at it.

Han Zhan leaned against the door, knowing that Song Ci would probably stay in his daughter's room tonight if he didn't leave, so he quickly turned off the light.

The room turned dark, and Song Ci turned back to glare at Han Zhan, "Can't you let me look at them a few more times?"

Children are the cutest and cutest when they can’t speak yet. When they can walk and talk, they will just be two little mythical beasts that ruin the house every day, which is not cute at all.

Han Zhan raised his eyebrows and said, "Can't you go back to your room and let me take a good look at you?"

The veteran driver Song Ci's eyes turned red. "Don't say that in front of the children."

"It's okay, they're asleep."

Han Zhan strode in, put his arm around Song Ci's waist, and took her out of the baby room.

Their room was on the same floor as the baby's room, separated by a corridor. After returning to his room, Han Zhan said: "Come on, Ci Bao, I will help you remove your makeup."

Perhaps because he almost lost Song Ci, Han Zhan became particularly pestering after returning from Italy. His favorite thing was to soak Song Ci in the bathtub and personally remove her makeup and take a bath.

Now he can only watch but not eat. Bathing Song Ci is obviously a torture, but he still likes it.

Han Zhan took off Song Ci's long skirt, and the long skirt fell down, revealing her sexy and perfect figure. Han Zhan's head felt hot and he almost had the urge to do it himself.

Han Zhan forced himself to turn his head and look away.

After he calmed down, he continued what he was doing.

Song porcelain is like a shelled egg, smooth and smooth. She soaked in the bathtub, put her head on the pillow, and hummed comfortably.

Han Zhan was holding the makeup remover. When he heard the noise Song Ci made, his expression turned cold and he taught her seriously: "Don't hum."

Song Ci opened her eyes and looked at him.

Song Ci's snort just now aroused Han Zhan's bad thoughts again, and his pants couldn't hide his reaction.

Song Ci wanted to tease Han Zhan, but she was afraid that Han Zhan wouldn't be able to hold himself back and would end up hurting his own body.

Song Ci held back.

Han Zhan emulsified the makeup remover, carefully applied it to every part of Song Ci's face, and rubbed it gently. Song Ci closed her eyes, not to mention how comfortable she felt.

Suddenly, Han Zhan asked: "Are you going to Beijing tomorrow?"

Song Ci hummed.

"I asked Long Yu to accompany you."

"good."

After washing away the remaining traces of cosmetics on Song Ci's face, Han Zhan took the facial cleanser and washed Song Ci carefully.

After washing his face, Han Zhan stroked Song Ci's fair and delicate face. He stared at Song Ci's face for a while and suddenly said: "Ci Bao, I'm sorry about Rain, but I don't have a more perfect way."

If Han Zhan is given another chance to choose, he will still do it.

Maybe to Song Ci, Rain is like a child. But to Han Zhan, Rain is just a tool man, a tool man who exists for Edward.

Han Zhan is essentially cold-blooded.

When Rain was mentioned, the charming atmosphere in the bathroom gradually turned silent and solemn.

Only then did Song Ci open her eyes.

She also saw clearly the sincere apology in Han Zhan's eyes.

Song Ci said: "Rain is very kind and a good child. I have never seen a more innocent child than her. You don't know that that night on the boat, Rain was very resistant to Edward at first. But Edward beat me. Gun, Rain was afraid that I would die, so she gave in."

"Han Zhan, you don't know how desperate I was at that time. I could only fall to the ground and watch her being bullied by that beast Edward! At that time, I swore that after killing Edward, I would love Rain well. .”

"But she"

Song Ci closed her eyes, tears sliding down her face.

In her mind, the tragic scene emerged of Rain blocking the muzzle of the gun with his body and actively injecting all the bullets into his body to give Song Ci a chance to escape.

Rain was obviously so afraid of pain, but he took so many bullets when he died.

Rain will be a knot in Song Ci's heart that he will never let go of for the rest of his life.

After taking a bath, Han Zhan wrapped Song Ci in a bath towel and laid her down on the bed. "You go to bed first, and I'll come with you after I take a shower."

"Um."

It took Han Zhan more than ten minutes to finish taking a shower. He dried himself, put on his pajamas, uncovered the corner of his quilt and lay down.

As soon as Han Zhan lay down, Song Ci suddenly turned over and hugged his waist, carefully avoiding his injured area.

Han Zhan was a little surprised to be hugged suddenly. "What's wrong, porcelain treasure?"

Song Ci leaned over and buried her head in the back of Han Zhan's neck. Her voice sounded muffled, "Han Zhan, don't blame yourself too much. I don't blame you."

Who can blame him? If Edward hadn't asked Oriana to clone Jiang Shigure, Rain would not have been born.

The root of everything is Edward's fault.

Han Zhan's heart finally relaxed.

"That's good."

He held his hands on his waist and told Song Ci: "You must have been to Beijing many times, but you still have to pay attention to safety. You can buy what you want, eat what you want, and you can stay a few more days."

"But don't stay too long." Han Zhan tapped his finger on the back of Song Ci's hand and said, "My child and I will miss you very much at home."

"knew."

Have a good night's sleep.

The next day, Song Ci left home alone to taste all the delicacies in Wangdong City. While eating, she gently touched the bottle pendant around her neck. No one knew that the bottle contained the ashes of a little girl.

The next day, Song Ci kissed the children goodbye early in the morning, ate something casually, and then went to the airport with Long Yu to fly to Beijing.

This season, it has started to get cold in the north.

Today is a rare good day. The sky is blue and the visibility is very far.

Song Ci did not go to the crowded Badaling, but chose the Jiankou Great Wall with few tourists and steep terrain. This is an undeveloped section of the Great Wall and organized tours are prohibited due to danger.

Climbing to the top of a cliff, Song Ci and Long Yu stood at the highest point, looking at the mountains in the distance. The leaves have long fallen, making the Great Wall look even more heavy and vicissitudes of life.

Song Ci took out the small urn in her bag, and when the wind blew, she let the ashes fly away. Those ashes floated in the air, forming various shapes, and finally, they returned to dust when the wind died down.

Long Yu stood next to Song Ci. When he saw Song Ci's sad expression, he persuaded her to comfort her: "Madam, my condolences."

Song Ci smiled and shook his head. "I fulfilled her final request and suddenly felt empty inside."

Long Yu simply sat down on the rocks.

Smoking is prohibited here, for fear of causing a wildfire, Long Yu took out a pack of betel nut from his pocket and chewed it.

Song Ci also followed his example and sat down.

Long Yu chewed betel nuts and said to Song Ci: "When Allen's funeral was over, I had the same mood as Madam at the moment. I felt like there was an emptiness in my heart, as if something was missing."

Long Yu grinned and said, "Later I went back to Dongcheng. When I returned to the dormitory, I found that the room where Allen usually slept was completely dark, and there were no lights on anymore. Then I realized that Allen was really gone. "

"Every time we brothers get together for dinner, there will always be a missing corner on the table."

Long Yu's eyes turned red.

He looked up at the boundless blue sky and said with a smile: "This is parting. People are always saying goodbye, parting, and meeting others in their lives."

"Madam, time will fade everything, don't be too sad."

Song Ci opened the mineral water and took a sip. She said: "You are right, it just makes me feel depressed when I think about never seeing such a person again."

Song Ci rubbed her chest and said, "I feel like I want to cry but can't."

"I understand."

They got down the mountain safely before dark.

According to the original plan, Song Ci and Long Yu were supposed to look back at Dongcheng the next day.

After getting up in the morning, Song Ci stood by the window and looked at the drizzle outside, but she changed her attention. After breakfast, Song Ci told Long Yu: "Brother Long, please accompany me to Liaoning."

Long Yu was surprised, "Going to Liaoning?"

"Yes." Song Ci put down the milk in her hand and said, "I want to pay homage to Allen."

Long Yu nodded.

After breakfast, on the way to the airport, Song Ci called Han Zhan and explained that he had temporarily changed his mind and planned to go to Liaoning.

Han Zhan listened and had no objection.

"Go ahead, leave early and come back early."

"good."

Song Ci checked the transportation and found that taking the high-speed rail was more convenient than flying, so she decided to take the high-speed rail. Song Ci hadn't ridden the high-speed rail for a long time, and found it quite interesting.

In the afternoon, they arrived at Fengcheng.

Long Yu had been to Fengcheng once, and he was familiar with this place. Long Yu told Song Ci: "Alan's old home was demolished, and now there is no longer his home on this land. Can I take you directly to his cemetery?"

"good."

Allen was buried at the foot of Phoenix Mountain, which is not part of the tourist development zone. When Allen was young, this mountain was far less famous than it is now, and many places were not developed.

When he was a child, he often rode his bicycle and brought his younger brother here to play.

Allen was buried next to a big rock at the foot of the mountain. There are many local cemeteries here, including the tombstone of Allen's mother.

Song Ci and Long Yu came to Allen's tomb and sat for a while. They did not burn paper or light wax for fear of causing a mountain fire. They sat quietly in front of the tomb and talked to Allen for a long time.

When leaving, Song Ci suddenly stopped when passing by Allen's mother's tombstone.

Long Yu asked: "What's wrong?"

Song Ci stared at her feet and said, "Brother Long, look, what do these traces look like?" Because it had rained, all traces of activity were obvious.

Long Yu stared at the indented mark in front of the tombstone for a moment, then said in an uncertain tone: "It looks like a mark of someone kneeling on it."

Song Ci and Long Yu had the same view.

In order to prove it, Song Ci simply knelt on that spot.

Her knees coincided perfectly with the opponent's knees!

Song Ci thought of something, and her expression suddenly changed in shock.

"Brother Long, tell me, could it be that Allen's brother is back?" Allen's brother didn't know that Allen was dead, but he was more than five years old when he was lost. He may not remember his brother's name and appearance. So, but he must remember why his mother died!

The memory of a five- or six-year-old child is already very strong. He must remember his hometown.

If he comes back, he will definitely come to worship his mother!

Long Yu was also a little happy, "Let's go and ask!"

When it was getting dark, Song Ci and Long Yu returned to the city. Allen's hometown has been demolished and is now a high-end community with a hotel nearby. Long Yu booked two rooms in the hotel, and the two of them took the room cards to the elevator hall.

There were three elevators. Song Ci saw that the elevator on the left came down first, so she entered the elevator with Long Yu.

Just as the elevator door closed, the door of the elevator next door opened from the inside. A tall beauty with blond hair and blue eyes walked out of it, followed behind her by a young man wearing a black work jacket.

"Spicy shrimp roe, pan-fried hairtail, dumplings, stir-fried clams" one after another non-standard Chinese menu names popped out of Oriana's mouth.

Su Wen followed Oriana, listening to her extremely non-standard Chinese with a doting expression and holding back his laughter.

When she reached the gate, Oriana turned around and asked Su with some expectation: "Is it really delicious?"

Su Wen thought for a while and said, "I don't remember."

Oriana was stunned.

"I ate it when I was a kid. At that time, I thought the fork was particularly delicious." The so-called fork should actually be called rice fork. It is a famous snack in Fengcheng, Dandong, made of corn.

Su Wen remembered that when he was a child, when clams were caught in autumn, his mother would fry the clam meat with a rice fork for them to eat.

Especially delicious.

Seeing Su Wen's confused and hurt expression, Oriana quickly reached out to hold Su Wen's hand and said, "Then let's eat it again to see if it tastes good."

"Um."

Su Wen and Oriana found a restaurant, an ordinary but busy restaurant on the street.

Oriana thought she spoke Chinese well. As soon as she sat down, she picked up the menu. She couldn't understand what was written on it, so she said: "Liao Banliang, I want a spicy fat shrimp, hairtail, toe, salty Fried meat with fork”

Boss lady: "."

The landlady was very disappointed.

She turned her seeking eyes to Su Wen.

Su Wen's Chinese was not very standard, but he could still understand it. He said: "Lady boss, I want spicy shrimp roe, pan-fried hairtail, boiled dumplings, and stir-fried clams."

The landlady nodded suddenly in realization. "Okay, wait!"

The landlady ran away in a hurry.

Oriana was a little frustrated. She tilted her head and asked Su Wen, "Is my Chinese bad?"

Su Wen touched her head and praised her: "No, it's great."

Oriana was very depressed. She said, "Am I embarrassed?"

"No."

Oriana curled her lips and wanted to smoke, but she couldn't read Chinese and was worried that smoking was prohibited in the hotel. Holding a cigarette between her fingers, she glanced around the restaurant and saw a few men smoking.

She was about to light a cigarette when she saw a pregnant woman coming under the next table with a big belly.

Oriana consciously put down the lighter again and stuffed the cigarette back into the cigarette case.

Su Wen watched Oriana's movements silently, and the corner of his lips curled up.

So cute.

Soon, the dishes were served.

Oriana liked everything else, but the dipping sauce for the dumplings contained too much green onion, which made Oriana not used to it. After taking only one bite, I was shocked by the green onion flavor that filled my mouth.

When Oriana eats dumplings again, she won't touch them with sauce.

Perhaps because the rice fork was given the title of ‘Su Wen’s favorite food’, Oriana also found it delicious.

After eating, the two of them took a walk to eat.

As they walked, they came to a commercial area. There was also a high-end community nearby, which looked very expensive at first glance. Oriana was wearing high heels, and her feet were a little sore.

Su Wen noticed that Oriana always looked down at her high heels, so he squatted down directly in front of Oriana.

"Come up, I'll carry you."

Oriana didn't show off to Su Wen, she lay on Su Wen's back generously.

Su Wen carried her on his back and continued walking along the street.

When Su Wen returned to the place where he took the initiative to carry Oriana on his back, Oriana finally realized something was wrong. She patted Su Wen on the shoulder and said, "Su Wen, you have already carried me around on this road three times. Are you lost?"

Su Wen was also a little tired, so he put down Oriana.

"yes."

Su Wen stared at the tall building in front of him and said with some confusion, "Anna, I can't find my home."

Oriana originally planned to use the navigation system to search for the correct route back to the hotel. After hearing Su Wen's words, Oriana realized what Su Wen was talking about.

Oriana put down her phone and looked up at Su Wen's cheek.

Su Wen's face was full of confusion and confusion.

Oriana felt a little uncomfortable.

When you fall in love with someone, his every smile and frown will touch your heart.

Oriana wanted to reach out and smooth out every wrinkle in Su Wen's body.

At this time, Su Wen suddenly raised his right hand and pointed at the tall building in front of him. He murmured softly: "I clearly remember that my home used to be here, but I searched three times and couldn't find my home."

Where is his home?

Where is his brother?

Don’t you want him anymore?

Oriana's heart was broken.

She is obviously not a soft-hearted person.

Oriana squeezed Su Wen's hand and told Su Wen cruelly: "Su Wen, your home is gone. It was demolished." Leaning her head on Su Wen's shoulder, Oriana added: "From now on, my home will be demolished." Home is your home, and I will be your family.”

Su Wen held down Oriana's head. He stared at the brightly lit high-rise building, but felt that his vision was blurred and he could not find his way.

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