Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

Su Huanyan's reason was not swallowed up by Cecilio. She pushed Cecilio away and said, "Don't talk so close to me."

"Oh? Why?" Cecilio said, "Afraid you won't be able to refuse me?"

Although Cecilio guessed the truth, Su Huanyan would not admit it easily. "No, you haven't brushed your teeth after eating."

Cecilio's expression darkened.

Su Huanyan quickly stood up, hugged her tablet and ran away. After she left, Cecilio breathed into his palm, then put it in front of his mouth and smelled it.

He obviously didn't have bad breath, but even though he didn't brush his teeth after eating, he ate two mint chewing gums!

This damn woman lied to him again!

Cecilio turned his head and met the eyes of Arang who came out to play with a game console. Agen looked at Cecilio with a half-smile and said, "I didn't see you smelling bad breath there."

Cecilio: "I don't have bad breath."

"Oh, that was my mistake."

Cecilio didn't bother to look at Agen one more time and walked into the cabin.

Arang shook his head, thinking that love would indeed turn people into idiots.

Su Huanyan entered the cabin, walked into the lounge, and sat next to Cheng Yanmo. Cheng Yanmo was playing mahjong with Han Zhan and the others. When he saw Su Huanyan sitting over, he straightened his glasses and asked, "What's wrong?"

Su Huanyan's expression showed that she had something to say.

Su Huanyan said: "Just now, Cecilio showed me something."

Cheng Yanmo got annoyed when he heard Cecilio's name, "What is it?"

Su Huanyan approached Cheng Yanmo's ear and whispered: "When he borrowed the hair dryer last night, he installed a pinhole camera in the hair dryer. What you and I did in bed this morning was seen by Cecilio. "

Cheng Yanmo fell silent.

Thinking of the way Cecilio looked at him when they met in the corridor this morning, it was clearly teasing. After understanding the cause and effect, Cheng Yanmo felt ashamed and his cheeks became hot.

"Yanmo, it's your turn." Han Zhan reminded Cheng Yanmo.

Cheng Yanmo was in a bad state, so he said, "Huanyan, come here." He had to go and be quiet.

Su Huanyan accepted the card.

Cheng Yanmo returned to the room and rubbed his face with cold water. When he saw his face dripping in the mirror, he suddenly laughed out loud.

Cheng Yanmo, Cheng Yanmo, you are not a child, why do you do such embarrassing things?

After adjusting his mood, Cheng Yanmo returned to the hall and saw that shameless Cecilio sitting next to Su Huanyan. Others noticed that Cheng Yanmo was back, with subtle expressions.

Cheng Yanmo subconsciously wanted to reach out and touch his head to see if he would find a cuckold.

But he held back.

Su Huanyan was afraid that they would fight again, so she thought about running away after the cards were played. At this time, Cheng Yanmo brought a chair and placed it directly on Su Huanyan's left side.

So, while Su Huanyan played mahjong, Cheng Yanmo and Cecilio stood by her side. Su Huanyan sat in the middle, every pore in her body screamed embarrassment and discomfort.

Cecilio stretched his left arm to the backrest of Su Huanyan's chair. Not to be outdone, Cheng Yanmo also stretched his right hand to the backrest.

Their arms were stacked together and were very hot.

Cecilio and Cheng Yanmo looked at each other, their eyes full of seriousness.

Arang thought it was cold outside, so he returned to the house with his game console. When he walked into the hall and saw the hands of the two men stacked together, he tilted his head and sincerely suggested: "I say, you two should just leave it alone." Su Huanyan, just make do with it."

Hearing this, Cheng Yanmo and Cecilio withdrew their hands at the same time. Their arms were flailing as if they were stained with manure.

Song Ci burst out laughing, and she suggested: "Huanyan, why don't we play mahjong with Beibei, and the men should step aside."

"I think it's okay."

Three women sat down, but one was still missing.

Song Ci glanced over the four men, not liking anyone.

Arang stared at the money in front of Song Ci and the others. He put the game console in his pocket, volunteered, raised his hand and said, "Let me do it. I have never played this before. You guys can teach me how to play."

Song Ci subconsciously wanted to refuse, but Su Huanyan said, "Okay, you can do it."

Song Ci secretly kicked Su Huanyan.

Su Huanyan looked at her in confusion, "What's wrong?"

Song Ci intuitively felt that Arang was here to steal money. She wanted Su Huanyan to be more vigilant and think more when playing cards, so as not to lose too badly. But Arang was looking at him with a smile, and it was not convenient for Song Ci to tell Su Huanyan.

Song Ci endured it.

Arang: "Come on, tell me how to fight."

Neither Su Beibei nor Su Huanyan understood Arang's bad qualities. In addition, Arang was good-looking, cute and young, so it seemed that he would be liked by a royal sister like Su Beibei.

Su Beibei explained the rules of mahjong to Arang in detail, Arang wrote them down, and the four of them started playing.

Arang was looking for feeling and rules in the first two games, but he kept losing.

But by the fourth round, he started to win, the kind that couldn't stop once he won. After persisting until the seventh or eighth round, Song Ci suddenly covered her stomach and said, "I have to go to the toilet, brother, come and support me."

Knowing that Arang was a game pit, Song Ci would definitely not call Han Zhan over. Han Zhan's money, that is, Song Ci's money, their hard-earned money cannot be given to Arang in vain.

Cecilio was extremely happy when he thought about playing mahjong with Su Huanyan. He quickly dropped his wine glass and happily came to pick up Song Ci from work.

Song Ci went to the toilet and drank a small glass of wine. When he returned to the table, he saw that Cecilio and the three of them had very little money left in front of them, while Agen's pockets were already bulging.

When Cecilio saw that there was no more money in front of Su Huanyan, he immediately stood up and said, "No more fighting, it's time to sleep."

Su Huanyan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and Su Beibei also relaxed.

Arang hasn't won enough yet, but no one wants to fight, and there's nothing he can do.

The card game ended and they all went to the bar to drink. Arang sat alone at the table. He took out the money from his pocket, threw them on the table, and sorted them one by one.

Put the ones worth a hundred together, and put them away when they reach ten. The two pieces worth fifty yuan are stacked together, and the two pieces worth one thousand yuan are stacked in a new row.

Putting the last dollar on the pile of change, Arang said: "A total of fourteen thousand six hundred and twenty-eight dollars." He took off his coat and pocketed the money, then took out his mobile phone to check today's bank interest rate.

Arang went to every bank to apply for a bank card. Every time he deposited money, he would choose the one with the highest deposit interest rate that day.

After Arang settled the account, he muttered: "If you want to save money tomorrow, it must be deposited in the Industrial and Commercial Bank of China."

Song Ci held a glass of vodka and sat on the soft sofa. She rested her head on Han Zhan's shoulder and saw Arang counting money there. She curiously asked Han Zhan: "Why does he love money so much?"

"Get used to it." Han Zhan looked at Arang tenderly and said, "When he was a child, Arang always yearned for freedom and wanted to escape from Edward's control. I told him that if you want freedom, you must first have money."

People without money do not deserve to talk about freedom.

Over the years, Arang has always remembered what Han Zhan said. If you want to be free, you must first save money. He has saved a lot of money, and he has no shortage of money for a long time. But over the years, he has developed the habit of keeping accounts and has become a little money addict.

Before going to bed, when Song Ci called Song Fei, she asked her: "Can you help me make a small software?

"Huh? What do you do?"

Song Ci said: "Make a small software that can keep accounts. Han Zhan has a younger brother named Arang, do you know?"

"You mean the guy who almost killed you?"

Hearing Song Fei's displeasure, Song Ci touched his nose and said, "That guy isn't that bad."

"If you don't know how to write, if you don't want to write, don't ask me to write." Song Fei held a grudge. She always remembered that it was the guy named Arang who took Song Ci from the United States to Italy.

If she doesn't kill Arang, it's all because of her charity, and she also makes software for him.

What about dreaming?

After being hung up on, Song Ci didn't take the matter to heart, but when she woke up the next morning, she received the installation software from Song Fei.

Song Ci downloaded the software and found that the small software could be used to write diaries and keep accounts, which was very convenient.

Song Ci received the software and was very surprised.

During breakfast, Song Ci chatted with Song Fei on WeChat, and she asked Song Fei: "Didn't you say you wouldn't make software for him?" A guy with a cold face and a warm heart.

Song Fei said: "Isn't that Han Zhan's brother? That's your brother too. I'm not doing it for him, I'm doing it for you."

Han Zhan is a very emotional person. Since he took Arang home, it means that he really regards Arang as his younger brother in his heart.

Song Ci and Arang have a harmonious relationship, and Han Zhan is happier.

Song Fei did all this not for Arang, but for Song Ci.

Song Ci was very moved.

Song Ci: [Sister, it’s great to have you. 】

Song Fei: [If you have something to do, call me sister, if you have nothing to do, call me Song Fei, white-eyed wolf. 】

Song Ci: [Hehe. 】

"Who are you talking to? You're smiling like a weasel who stole a chicken." Han Zhan pinched Song Ci's neck with his fingers, squeezing gently.

Song Ci hummed comfortably.

Su Huanyan and Cheng Yanmo were coming to have breakfast. When they heard Song Ci's voice, they thought the two were messing around in the restaurant. They paused and looked at each other, hesitating whether to go to the restaurant or go back to the room.

At this time Arang came over.

A pair of headphones hung around his neck, and he didn't hear anything going on over there. Arang walked to the restaurant carelessly and saw Han Zhan and Song Ci. He said calmly: "Good morning."

"morning."

After hearing this, Su Huanyan and Cheng Yanmo came out.

Seeing that Han Zhan and Song Ci were fully dressed, and Han Zhan was giving Song Ci a massage, not what they thought, both of them looked a little embarrassed.

While eating, Song Ci opened the mobile phone app and handed it to Arang, "Look at this."

"What?" Arang took a breath and took the phone.

After carefully looking at all the functions of the software, Arang was a little pleased. This was simply tailor-made for him! "Where did it come from?"

Arang was like a little boy who met his favorite toy. He was a little excited and smiled so much that his eyes rolled up.

Song Ci said: "I asked my sister to design it for you. You won't have to worry about keeping accounts in the future."

Hearing this, Arang felt a little embarrassed. He rubbed his nose and whispered, "Thank you."

"Um."

Han Zhan was relieved to see the two of them getting along happily, but also a little unhappy at the same time. "My company's finance department has been complaining that doing accounting is tiring. Do you want Song Fei to develop a software for our company?"

Song Ci: "There will be a fee."

Han Zhan was a little jealous, "How come his doesn't cost money, but mine does?"

Arang: "This bowl of noodles is so sour today."

Song Ci: "Maybe the cook poured too much vinegar."

Han Zhan: "Ha!"

After breakfast, everyone returned to the city.

After returning to Wangdong City, everyone went about their own business. Arang won't go to work until tomorrow. He went to save money and then drove his motorcycle to deliver food.

Han Zhan went directly to the company, while Song Ci received a call from Teacher Shen Yubei. Shen Yubei informed her to go over and tell her about next year's Queen Elizabeth Violin Competition.

The Queen Elizabeth International Music Competition is a piano competition in the first year, a violin competition in the second year, a composition competition in the third year, and revision in the fourth year.

The last time a violin competition was held was in 2019.

Next year, it will be a new round of violin competition.

Song Ci came to Shen's house, and Shen Yubei was practicing the piano. Shen Yubei is not a born violin genius. He has been practicing the violin since he was a child and has worked his way up to where he is today step by step.

In his life, he has only done two things seriously, one is playing the violin, and the second is loving Emperor Rongrong. He takes everything seriously as life.

Song Ci waited until Shen Yubei finished practicing the piano before calling out: "Teacher."

"coming."

Shen Yubei turned around and stared at Song Ci for a moment before asking, "Have you practiced piano recently?"

Song Ci didn't dare to lie to Shen Yubei, so she honestly confessed: "I was practicing all the time, but I went out to sea yesterday and didn't practice."

"Yes." Shen Yubei handed his piano 'War Spirit' to Song Ci and asked her to help wipe it.

Song Ci wiped the piano gently and heard Shen Yubei say: "I signed up for you in the Elizabeth Violin Competition. Don't feel pressured. Just come back with a championship."

Song Ci:?

Isn’t this called stress?