Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

The roar of applause was the affirmation of Han Zhan from all the guests.

Song Ci applauded the most vigorously, and his heart turned red. Han Zhan stood on the high platform and looked towards Song Ci. When he saw Song Ci clapping vigorously, he felt pain in the palms of her hands.

Under the stage, many big bosses who had been suppressed by Zeus International in the commercial arena cursed Han Zhan in their hearts as a high-sounding hypocrite.

He speaks beautiful words smoothly, but his heart is extremely dark.

Despite this, they still had to applaud Han Zhan with smiles on their faces, despite having countless cameras facing their faces.

Han Zhan pretends to be so tall. If this speech is released, it will probably appear in textbooks and test papers.

Han Zhan left the stage holding the trophy. As soon as he sat down, he waited for the camera to move away and then asked Song Ci in a low voice: "How is it? Does my impromptu speech sound full of positive energy?"

He was moved by his upright and prosperous self.

Song Ci held back her laughter and nodded, "Brother Han is amazing. I'm not as good at writing essays as you." This is more than excellent, it's simply amazing!

Han Zhan patted Song Ci's head lovingly and responded without any humility: "So, this is why I can be the boss of Zeus International, but you can only be the boss's wife."

Song Ci heard the deep slander in Han Zhan's words and couldn't help but gouge him.

After the banquet was over, Song Ci scrolled through Weibo and saw that the official website of Zeus International had forwarded a video of Han Zhan winning the award and giving a speech. Underneath, tens of thousands of people were blowing Han Zhan's rainbow fart.

Some people praised Han Zhan for being handsome, others praised Han Zhan for his good looks, and of course, some praised Song Ci for having good eyesight.

Song Ci secretly turned her head to look at Han Zhan. Under the dim and blurry light, Han Zhan was dozing off with his head hanging down, his hair combed back, revealing his handsome face.

He is so handsome no matter how he looks, he even looks like he is sleeping.

Song Ci couldn't help but stretch out her index finger and slide it down between Han Zhan's eyebrows, along the base of the mountain and the tip of his nose.

Her movements were very gentle, more like teasing than touching.

As soon as his fingers slipped into Han Zhan's body, Han Zhan suddenly opened his mouth and bit Song Ci's fingers. Song Ci was startled and tried to pull out, but failed.

Han Zhan licked Song Ci's fingertips, making Song Ci blush and then let him go.

Looking sideways at Song Ci's shy look, Han Zhan's heart warmed, and impulsively, he suddenly said to Long Yu: "Pull over, Brother Long, you go back first."

Long Yu was stunned for a moment, then asked stupidly, "What's wrong? Mr. Han?" He had nothing urgent to do tonight.

Han Zhan said: "Brother Long is getting older now. It's time to find a girlfriend. The streets are busy these days. You should go and take a look. Maybe you can meet Mrs. Long."

Brother Long: "Oh."

Brother Long got out of the car obediently, took out his cell phone and asked Da She to drive to pick him up, while wondering why Mr. Han suddenly became concerned about his personal love life.

After walking more than a hundred meters, Brother Long suddenly understood the meaning of Han Zhan's words.

Oh shit!

He is so stupid!

Mr. Han is such a beast, this is outdoors!

Long Yu felt a little sad and really wanted to fall in love.

Long Yu squatted at the foot of the mountain to blow the cold wind, waiting for the big snake to pick him up.

Inside the car, Han Zhan was slowly loosening his lapel pin, revealing his attractive collarbone that was tightly hidden by his shirt, and his chest that looked whiter because it had been covered for a long time.

Song Ci squinted her eyes and watched Han Zhan seducing her with interest.

When Han Zhan had unbuttoned three or four shirt buttons, and it seemed that he couldn't stop it, Song Ci reminded Han Zhan: "Brother Han, your injury is not healed yet."

Han Zhan stopped moving.

He looked at Song Ci encouragingly and tempted her: "I know, so you come."

Song Ci moved, but he didn't move.

Song Ci: "."

Oh, she forgot that this could be possible.

It was eleven o'clock when they both got home.

Zhong Buhui hadn't slept yet and was still walking in the yard. I saw Han Zhan driving back by himself. When he got out of the car, his hair was messy. The hair on his head seemed to have been mercilessly ravaged by someone's hands.

"Zhan Zhan, why are you coming back so late?" Zhong Buhui said, "The old man knew about the news that you won the award and was happy to send red envelopes everywhere on WeChat. He originally wanted to congratulate you in person. But after waiting for a long time and seeing no one, I went to bed first."

Han Zhan said: "I had some midnight snacks outside and came back late."

Han Zhan told Zhong Buhui: "Uncle Zhong, go to bed early."

After saying that, he pulled Song Ci out of the car.

Song Ci lowered her head and said hello to Uncle Zhong, then entered the house with Han Zhan. Back in the room, Song Ci took off her stained skirt and quickly took a shower.

After taking a shower, Song Ci was too embarrassed to send the dress for dry cleaning.

She stared at the dirty dress and said sadly: "What should I do, Han Zhan? This dress will be useless if washed by hand. It's embarrassing to send it to dry cleaning."

Han Zhan: "Then don't do it."

"I only wore it once."

Han Zhan pointed at Song Ci's clothes all over the room and said, "Which dress have you worn twice?"

Yes.

Han Zhan was a little tired, so he lay down.

Song Ci took a bath and came back to life. She held Han Zhan's trophy, touching and kissing it as if it was her big treasure. "Where do we put this?"

Song Cixiang was overjoyed that her child had scored double hundred points in the exam.

Han Zhan just wanted to sleep. Hearing this, he said, "Let it go."

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The next morning, when Han Zhan came downstairs refreshed and refreshed, he saw his trophy placed on the small table in the living room where the ornaments were placed.

Usually, the old man's tea cans are kept there. Put it in this position, anyone who comes in can take a look at it at first glance.

Han Zhan was an old man, staring at the trophy and feeling ashamed.

"Ci Bao, did you put this here?" Han Zhan pulled out the dining chair and sat down with Song Ci.

Song Ci pointed at Han Aoyu who was walking leisurely on crutches outside the house, and said with a smile: "It's grandpa. She took the initiative to ask for the trophy from me this morning, saying that this is a matter of honoring the ancestors and must be placed in the most conspicuous place."

Han Zhan was helpless.

Looking around, he didn't see the two little guys. Han Zhan said, "Where are the cubs?" The cubs usually get up earlier than Han Zhan.

Song Ci said: "Let's go for a walk."

The sun is out and the air on the mountain top is fresh, perfect for walking.

"Um."

They had just finished breakfast when Song Ci's cell phone rang.

"Oh, it's Oriana."

Song Ci and Han Zhan looked at each other and vaguely guessed the purpose of Oriana's call.

Sure enough, Oriana said: "The results of Su Wen's DNA family search came out. The family search library found Su Wen's brother." Oriana stared at Su Wen who was standing in a daze by the floor-to-ceiling window of the hotel, and said with some distress: "Aaron is his brother."

Hearing this, Song Ci felt both happy and a little sad.

If Allen were still alive, he would definitely jump with joy when he heard this news.

After hanging up the phone, Song Ci put down the phone and raised her head to meet Han Zhan's questioning eyes. She pursed her lips and nodded, then whispered: "Su Wen is Allen's younger brother. The results came from the relatives search library. The information is accurate and cannot be wrong."

Hearing this, Han Zhan was not surprised. After all, he had expected it.

"Will he come today?"

"meeting."

"Um."

Han Zhan thought for a while, stood up and said, "I'm going to make a call."

From a distance, Song Ci heard Han Zhan mention words such as Lao Zheng and prison.

Han Zhan died and came back. He said to Song Ci: "The leader who was killed by Allen had a close brother who was arrested and sentenced for drug trafficking. He may be the only one who knows the grudge between Allen and that leader. people."

"That person should know the truth that Su Wen wants to know."

Song Ci suddenly realized, "So you were on the phone just now to find the prison where that person was serving his sentence?"

"Um."

"Where?"

"In Wanyu County."

Wanyu County is where Wangdongcheng's prison is located. There are men's prisons, women's prisons, and prisons for serious offenders. It doesn't take long to drive there.

Song Ci said: "Then we will go with him to see it later. By the way, I haven't visited your Zeus Air Travel Company yet."

Han Zhan said: "The tourism company building has not been completed yet."

"Then I want to take a look."

"Okay, I'll go with you."

Han Zhan has not recovered well and his workload is not heavy, so it is okay to be lazy for a day.

After a while, Han Miao and Han Jun came back from a walk. Han Jun can also stand. After learning how to stand, the two sisters like to walk back and forth holding on to the sofa and chairs.

In order to make it easier for them to play, the old man simply formed a circle around the sofa in the tea room, shut them in, and put toys for them to play with.

The ocean ball park that Song Ci ordered for them online also arrived.

The maid washed the ocean balls and toy mats, put them outside to dry, and put them back into the crib at night. Song Ci helped wash it together.

As soon as the things were washed, Su Wen and Oriana arrived.

After getting off the car, Su Wen became even more silent.

Oriana nodded to Song Ci and then asked, "Where's Hof?"

Song Ci pointed upstairs, "He has a meeting that ends in twenty minutes."

Looking at Su Wen behind Oriana, Song Ci added: "Su Wen, we will take you to see an insider later. He knows what happened when you and Allen separated."

Su Wen seemed not to have heard this and remained silent.

Oriana heard the laughter of her nieces, and she said to Su Wen, "I'm going to see the children."

"you go."

After Oriana entered the house, Su Wen sat down on the coffee chair in the yard. He had been in a daze, probably stimulated by the fact that Allen was his brother.

Song Ci washed her hands and went into the room to make a cup of coffee for Su Wen.

When Song Ci came out with coffee, Su Wen finally changed his sitting position. He no longer stared at a flower in a daze, but lowered his head and played with a small stone in his hand.

Song Ci placed two cups of coffee on the small table.

"Su asked, would you like a cup of coffee?"

Hearing this, Su Wen slowly tilted his head and looked towards Song Ci.

Seeing the caring look in Song Ci's eyes, Su Wen picked up the coffee and took a sip. It was coffee brewed from carbon-roasted coffee beans. It had almost no acidity. It tasted rich and mellow, but very bitter.

Seeing Su Wen frowning, Song Ci smiled and explained, "I'm sorry, I'm the only one in the family who loves coffee. This is my favorite coffee bean."

Su Wen expressed his understanding.

This coffee is devilish. The first sip doesn't taste good, but after you drink it, you want to take a second sip.

Su Wen held the cup and took sips one after another. Song Ci sat down on another chair and drank coffee silently with Su Wen.

Song Ci was staring at the bare tree trunk outside the courtyard in a daze when he heard Su asked: "Was it painful when he died?"

Song Ci turned to look at Su Wen.

Su Wen lowered his head, lowered his eyes for a moment, and his eyelashes became long.

The warm sunshine in early winter shines on the pair of curled eyelashes, making the eyes melancholy and shining. Different from Allen's serious and rough appearance, his younger brother Su Wen is much more refined.

Song Ci shook her head and said: "Alan died instantly. When the explosion occurred, Arun subconsciously protected me. I fainted for a few minutes. When I woke up, Arun was still breathing."

"He entrusted his last words to me and left."

"Last words?" Su Wen was silent for a while, then asked in a low voice: "What are his last words? Can you tell me about it?"

"certainly."

After learning that Su Wen was coming today, Song Ci went upstairs to get the photo that Allen had given her. She kept the photo in her coat pocket.

Song Ci took out the photo and handed it to Su Wen.

Su Wen didn't reach out to pick it up.

He just lowered his eyes and looked at the photo, his eyes strange and blank.

This was supposed to be a family photo of a family of four, but the position of the other man in the photo was cropped out by Allen with scissors.

There were three people left in the photo, two small children and a woman in a gray sweater. The woman was quite pretty and looked somewhat similar to Su Wen. She must be Su Wen's mother.

In the photo, my brother Allen is wearing a red sweater and long black corduroy trousers rolled up in two.

At that time, when parents bought clothes for their children, they would deliberately buy larger clothes so that the older children could wear them for a few more years and the younger ones could continue to wear them.

Standing side by side with Allen is his younger brother Su Wen, who is just over four years old. He was wearing a furry hat, a black leather jacket with some torn leather, and black corduroy pants. There was a picture of Calabash Baby on the pants.

The Calabash Brothers cartoon was officially released in 1986. When Su Wen was four or five years old, the Calabash Brothers were a household name among the Seven Brothers, and their shadows could be seen on every black and white TV.

Su Wen stared at the photo blankly, but he could no longer find his brother's appearance or his mother's appearance in his mind. He remembered some things, but he couldn't remember the faces of his relatives.

Song Ci kept holding the photo, looking at Su Wen's entranced look, and told him: "Alan has always carried this photo close to him. This is the only photo he kept."

Su Wen then held the photo.

He placed the photo on his lap and stroked it gently. "So my mother looked like this." He couldn't remember what this poor woman looked like. He only remembered that his mother looked blue and purple when she hanged herself.

"Alan asked me to continue to help him find his brother. If he finds his brother, he asked me to tell him a message."

Hearing this, Su Wen just raised his head and looked at Song Ci in confusion.

"What did he want you to tell me?"

Song Ci said: "He said: Xiaojun, I didn't abandon you, I didn't abandon you." Xiaojun should be Su Wen's real name.

Su Wen's eyes narrowed slightly.

He stiffened his neck and turned to look away, his eyes gradually turning red.

Song Ci also finished drinking her coffee. She got up and went to the tea room, where she saw Oriana talking to the children.

Oriana was muttering in Italian. Han Miao and Han Jun looked at Oriana as if they were aliens, not understanding what the sister was talking about.

When Oriana saw Song Ci come in, she looked like an aggrieved student who saw the teacher, and hurriedly complained to Teacher Song Ci: "What's going on, Song, why do your two children look so stupid?"

Song Ci held back her laughter and said, "Similarly, when they look at you, they think you are stupid."

Oriana shook her head, "Don't you understand me?"

"As long as you know."

Oriana gave up on being around children.

"I'm leaving. Children are so unlovable."

Before leaving, Oriana took out two bank cards from her bag. Oriana put the bank card into the hands of Han Miao and Han Jun and told them: "Take this, the meeting gift from my aunt."

Song Ci was stunned by Oriana's operation, "What does this mean?"

Oriana said: "I heard that in China, children who see relatives for the first time are given red envelopes." Oriana shrugged and said: "I don't know where to buy red envelopes, so I might as well give them red envelopes." Their bank cards are ready.”

Pointing to the bank cards in the children's hands, Oriana said: "The password is behind the card, keep it."

Song Ci hurriedly took out the bank card from Han Miao and Han Jun's hand. Han Miao's was easy to hold, but Han Jun held the card tightly as if protecting a treasure.

Song Ci didn't dare to pull hard, fearing that the bank card would cut her sister's hand.

"Junjun, please let go of this, okay? Mom still has a lot, I'll give you another one later, okay?" No matter how much Song Ci coaxed, Han Jun still squeezed the bank card tightly.

This looks like a little money fanatic.

Song Ci was helpless.

Seeing this, Oriana also smiled. She pinched Han Jun's cheek and praised her: "I have been a miser since I was a child!"

"Okay, I specially prepared this for them, so don't refuse anymore." Oriana said something to incite hatred. She said: "Except for money and Su Wen, I have nothing, so don't be too little."

Song Ci was silent for a second, and cursed the rich man in his heart.

She hesitated, not knowing how to deal with this.

After Han Zhan finished handling the work, Song Ci told Han Zhan the matter. After hearing this, Han Zhan said: "Put the card away. You can just take what she gave you."

"From what Oriana said, there seems to be a lot of money in this card, so just keep it like this?" Song Ci felt that there was too much money and felt burdened.

Han Zhan told Song Ci: "Ci Bao, don't you know that Oriana is the richest woman in Italy?"

Song Ci:?

What the hell?

Oriana is the richest woman in Italy?

"You really don't know." Han Zhan was a little surprised. He said, "Orianna's mother is a businesswoman. My father married her because of her ability to make money."

"As for Oriana, she learned business from her mother since she was a child. After her mother died, she took over all the properties in her mother's name. She is the well-deserved richest woman in Italy."

In Italy, Oriana is known as the Pearl of the Mediterranean. She is the beauty that men most want to marry.

Because she has money! Pretty! And high IQ!

In Italy, everyone is proud of who can go on a date with Oriana for one night. If anyone could marry Oriana, it would be because their ancestors had accumulated good deeds.

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