Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

Shen Yubei could tell what Song Ci was thinking, and when he saw her mumbling, he wanted to laugh.

"What, you have no confidence anymore?"

Song Ci said: "I have confidence, but I am not blind."

"oh?"

"Teacher, among the people who participate in this competition and can enter the finals, who is not a musical genius or a music fanatic who has practiced diligently for more than ten or twenty years? Compared with them who are equally good, how can it be so easy to win the championship? "

Song Ci is not stupid enough to think that she is the best in the world.

Shen Yubei nodded Song Ci's forehead and said, "How many people are worshiping me, Shen Yubei, as their disciple?"

Shen Yubei sat down directly on the ground by the window. He said, "After I became famous, there were not even a thousand but a few students who wanted to be my name, but I just fell in love with you."

Turning around, looking up at the slim and beautiful girl behind him, Shen Yubei smiled calmly, his voice not loud, but full of domineering meaning: "Song Ci, just because I, Shen Yubei, chose you, you are qualified to win the championship. "

At this moment, Shen Yubei was arrogant and radiant.

"Teacher was the champion of the year, and as a disciple, you can't be any worse. Who doesn't know that I, Shen Yubei, have taken on a beloved disciple? I have been hiding him for so many years, and I am looking forward to your official apprenticeship."

"Song Ci, don't let me down."

It was okay if he didn't say it, but when he said it, Song Ci suddenly felt a lot of pressure.

Shen Yubei has been the star that Song Ci looked up to since he was a child.

She lowered her eyes and looked at Shen Yubei, who had a calm look on his face. Just sitting there quietly, he had a masterly demeanor, and she suddenly became ambitious. "Okay! Disciple will definitely come back with a championship trophy and put it here with the teacher for others to watch."

"Well, that's pretty much it."

The two of them finished chatting about business matters, and then Shen Yubei talked about personal matters, "What about that? I have something to ask you."

"Um?"

Shen Yubei coughed uncomfortably and said, "Being pregnant in your fifties is very dangerous, isn't it?"

Song Ci's eyes widened. "Master's wife is pregnant?"

Shen Yubei's cheeks turned red and he nodded, "Well, I'm pregnant, almost three months old." Shen Yubei was a little worried, and he said, "I have obviously taken measures, but..." But Di Rongrong still pregnant.

Shen Yubei frowned, a little confused, not understanding where this child came from.

Of course he believed that the child was his, but he just doubted the quality of the condom. "Song Ci, don't buy XX brand condoms in the future, the quality is not good."

Song Ci smiled sullenly and revealed the secret: "Perhaps, the mistress wants it herself." If the mistress wants to have a child, she can casually poke a box of condoms, and if the right day comes, it will be easy to get pregnant.

Shen Yubei was slightly stunned, "You mean, Rongrong?" Shen Yubei didn't finish his words, but judging from his expression and reaction, it was obvious that he understood Song Ci's meaning.

Song Ci nodded, "Yes."

Song Ci had heard from Han Zhan that Emperor Rongrong had lost a daughter when she was young. She told Shen Yubei what she thought: "My wife lost a child before. She must like children in her heart." Yes. When she was with Huo Jing'an before, she lost hope in life, but it's different now. Now you are her future. "

"Master's wife is willing to have a child with you, which means that she really accepts you and wants to be with you." In addition, at this age, after enjoying glory, wealth and success, she meets true love again, Di Rongrong It is perfectly normal to want to have a child with Shen Yubei.

Shen Yubei was very happy. Besides, at his age, it was a good thing to have a child. But, "Your wife is over fifty after all, so I'm not worried."

Song Ci also felt embarrassed. "Yes, those in their fifties are no better than those in their forties. This is definitely an advanced maternal age."

Song Ci sat cross-legged next to Shen Yubei. She hugged his fighting spirit and touched it while saying: "Although technology is advanced now, it is not as dangerous for women to give birth to children as before, but even if it is a cesarean section, then He will also be stabbed."

"Those in their fifties are no better than we young people in our twenties. Our wounds heal faster, but it's different for the teacher's wife. Teacher, do you want this child or not?"

Shen Yubei said: "I want it, but I can't have this child." He couldn't bear the slightest possibility of losing Di Rongrong, and he couldn't accept the sequelae of Di Rongrong's health in the future because of giving birth to a child.

"Have you told your wife about your thoughts?"

"I told you, but it's useless." Shen Yubei felt a little irritated. He noticed that Di Rongrong walked out of the house and came to the garden, stroking her belly while practicing her voice.

Staring at Di Rongrong's hands on her lower abdomen, Shen Yubei sighed: "But she wants it." Just because she had lost a daughter, Di Rongrong valued this child even more and asked her to get rid of the child. Absolutely not agree.

Song Ci also looked at Di Rongrong.

She could see that Di Rongrong was looking forward to the arrival of the child.

"How about I talk to Han Zhan about this? The master's wife is convinced by Han Zhan. Maybe Han Zhan can persuade her?"

In this regard, Shen Yubei had no hope. He knew in his heart that Di Rongrong was not an easy person to compromise on major matters. Even Han Zhan couldn't dispel her idea.

Shen Yubei sighed: "I was careless."

"I'll go talk to the master's wife."

Song Ci came to the first floor, where Di Rongrong was still practicing her voice.

The housekeeper poured a cup of hot tea for Song Ci. Song Ci held the tea cup and leaned against the door frame of the garden.

After Di Rongrong finished practicing her voice, Song Ci praised: "Master Niang is awesome, it sounds good."

Hearing this, Di Rongrong turned around and smiled at Song Ci. She said, "I'm old, not as good as when I was young."

Song Ci walked slowly towards Di Rongrong, and she gently placed her palm on Di Rongrong's abdomen. Seeing this, Di Rongrong was obviously a little surprised, and then lowered her head in embarrassment.

"You know everything?" Di Rongrong's ears were slightly red, like a shy girl.

"Well, the teacher told me."

Di Rongrong had a sad look on her face, "He doesn't really want this child."

Song Ci did not rush to persuade Di Rongrong to give up the child, but asked gently: "What about you, Mistress? Do you insist on having him?"

"Well, I want him." Di Rongrong pressed her belly and said, "I had a dream a few days ago, and I dreamed of my daughter."

Di Rongrong's expression was always sad every time she mentioned the daughter who came briefly but left without saying goodbye. But today, there was a gentle and loving smile on Di Rongrong's face.

"I dreamed that she called me mom, and she said, mom, we are going to meet again." Di Rongrong smiled and shed tears, "Song Ci, maybe you think this sounds very metaphysical, but I believe this is true."

"My little angel, she knew her mother's life was stable and she knew she would have a father who loved her, so she came again."

Hearing this, Song Ci's heart clenched.

As a mother, this is the worst thing to hear. Thinking about it, if this matter had been left to her, she would have done the same as Di Rongrong and risked her life to give birth to her.

Song Ci had already made a draft in his mind and had various reasons to persuade Di Rongrong, but seeing Di Rongrong's tears, Song Ci gave up again.

Forget it, now that medical skills are advanced, if Di Rongrong goes to the hospital more frequently, there should be no serious danger.

"Okay, I won't advise you anymore. I just want to say, Teacher Wife, take frequent prenatal check-ups, get more rest, and put your own safety first in everything. Besides, the teacher is also very worried about you. Teacher Wife, you also need to comfort me. Teacher, otherwise I’m afraid that the teacher will be frightened by you mother and daughter before the child is born.”

Di Rongrong firmly believed that the child in her belly was a daughter, so Song Ci regarded the child as a girl.

Di Rongrong burst into tears and smiled, "Okay."

Seeing that Song Ci's persuasion failed, Shen Yubei became even more distressed.

Di Rongrong caught Shen Yubei's frown, she walked over, took Shen Yubei's hand, and said, "Beibei, don't worry, I want this child only on the premise that my life is safe. If anything happens later, I will put my own life first, just like you."

Di Rongrong loved that daughter, but she also loved Shen Yubei. After marrying Shen Yubei and promising to accompany him for the rest of her life, she would not do that kind of thing and leave him alone to live alone.

Hearing this, Shen Yubei's expression gradually relaxed.

Seeing that they were talking, Song Ci playfully stuck out her tongue at Shen Yubei, and then returned home. After being separated for a day, the babies were very excited to see Song Ci again. They pestered Song Ci, asking her to hold them and accompany them.

Song Ci picked up a Zaizai in one hand, and the arm holding Han Miao was obviously lower.

Song Ci carried the children into the car and drove them into the city.

Yulong Mountain is far away from the city, and children rarely go into the city at night. After entering the city, Song Ci and the housekeeper each pushed a child and took them to the park to watch people dancing in the square and to the pedestrian street to watch others eating.

When Han Miao saw the milk tea, she wanted to drink it so much that she wanted to cry. Song Ci ran into the milk tea shop, asked for some warm water, and mixed it with two cups of milk.

Seeing her mother come out of the store with two bottles of milk, Han Miao thought the milk was milk tea and drank it happily. Han Jun took a sip, put down the bottle, and stared at the milk tea shop.

After Song Ci saw what Han Jun was thinking, she hurriedly said, "Junjun, drink up. What you are drinking is milk tea."

Han Jun continued to drink.

After they all finished drinking, Song Ci dared to run and buy herself a drink. While she was drinking, Han Miao and Han Jun looked up at her.

Song Ci's face was not red, and her heart was not beating. She said: "Mom is hungry too, and she also wants to drink from grandma."

Only then did the two little guys retract their gaze and look around.

The housekeeper smiled and asked Song Ci: "Wouldn't your conscience feel uneasy if you lied to them like this?"

Song Ci: "They have to get used to it. I will often deceive them like this in the future."

The housekeeper wanted to laugh, but held it back.

After shopping around, Song Ci took the children to Zeus International Building. Seeing Song Ci coming with a stroller, a tall, handsome and well-mannered front desk guy on the first floor hurried over, greeted Song Ci enthusiastically, and called her madam.

Staring at the pair of very similar children, one fat and one thin, in the stroller, the man at the front desk smiled and said, "The babies are so cute. Madam, do you want to go up and see Mr. Han?"

"right."

"Then follow me."

The front desk boy took Song Ci and the children to Han Zhan's exclusive elevator, swiped the access card, and personally pressed the floor button for Han Zhan for them before walking out of the elevator.

As soon as Song Ci arrived at Zeus International Building, Han Zhan's secretary office received a call from the front desk.

After putting down the phone, Han Zhan's secretary-general stood up and walked into his office and knocked on the door.

"Enter."

Han Zhan had just finished a video conference. The conference was over now. He had a dry mouth and was drinking tea. Staring at the secretary-general who walked in quickly, Han Zhan asked him: "What's the matter?"

"Mr. Han, madam is here with the ladies."

The fatigue between Han Zhan's brows instantly faded a lot, "Oh? Where are you?" He couldn't wait to stand up from behind the desk, walked around the desk, and walked quickly outside.

The secretary-general suppressed a smile and followed Han Zhan. He said, "We should be here soon." Before he finished speaking, the secretary-general saw a few people walking from the elevator hall corridor. It was Song Ci and the housekeeper. .

Han Zhan strode over and hugged Song Ci.

Everyone avoided looking and peeked quietly.

Han Zhan whispered in Song Ci's ear: "A raid?"

Song Ci asked him back: "Is Xiaomi hiding in the office?"

"Would you like to go take a look?"

Song Ci gave the child to Han Zhan, deliberately put on an air of catching an adulterer, and walked into his office. As soon as he entered the office, Song Ci saw the intelligent robot next to the sofa in the office.

Han Zhan took the babies into the office. He told Song Ci: "The intelligent robot Xiaomi in front of you is a home-type robot developed by our group. It is very intelligent."

Han Zhan took the children down and placed them next to the sofa, letting them hold on to the sofa as they walked. He turned back to the housekeeper and said, "You go back first, my wife and I are not going home tonight."

"Yes sir."

Han Miao and Han Jun stood more and more steadily, holding one hand and they could walk a few steps.

He is also one year old and should be able to walk.

Han Zhan let go of Han Miao, took a few steps back, squatted down, and said, "Miaozi, come to daddy."

Han Miao ignored Han Zhan. She kept staring at the simple and cute intelligent robot and liked it very much. Han Miao's hands on the sofa suddenly let go. She slowly opened her chubby legs and walked towards the robot.

She really succeeded!

Seeing this, Song Ci quickly took out his mobile phone to record the video.

Han Zhan also looked at Han Zhan with joy.

Han Miao walked towards the robot, hugged the robot, and started chatting with the robot in the same language.

Han Miao: "Brother, brother."

Robot: "I can't hear what you're talking about."

Han Miao: "Brother."

In the past week, Han Miao and Han Jun have learned to call mom and dad, as well as simple titles.

What is unexpected is that the first time Han Jun called someone was when he saw a family photo. Han Jun pointed at Han Aoyu's photo and shouted: "Mr., Grandpa, Grandpa!"

Han Zhan was standing nearby at that time. When he heard this Taigong call, his eyes turned red on the spot.

At this time, the robot understood Han Miao's brother. It explained seriously: "Brother is a title. It refers to a man born from the same parents or one of the parents who is older than itself. It is also an honorific title for men of the same generation. The late Hong Kong star Leslie Cheung is also lovingly called brother by his fans."

Han Miao disliked the robot for talking too much and slapped the robot on the mouth, "Ah!"

Shut up!

The robot was blinded for a few seconds, and then said: "Domestic violence is illegal, hello, call 110, someone here is domestic violence, my lovely Xiaomi."

Song Ci was amused by the robots Xiaomi and Han Miao, and she laughed, her shoulders kept hunching, and she fell into Han Zhan's arms.

Han Zhan also couldn't help laughing.

When Han Jun saw that her sister could walk, she was not to be outdone. She carefully opened her legs and then really took two or three steps. When he was about to reach Xiaomi, Han Jun fell down.

Song Ci wanted to help her, but Han Zhan held Song Ci back and said, "Let her get up on her own."

Han Jun looked back at her parents and saw that her cruel parents were still sitting on the sofa indifferently. Realizing that no one would help her, she had no choice but to put her hands on the ground and stand up unsteadily.

After standing up, Han Jun opened his legs again and successfully walked in front of Xiaomi.

After she walked over, she followed her sister's example and slapped Xiaomi in the face.

Xiaomi felt two hands of different sizes hitting her, and she exclaimed in an exaggerated manner, "Oh, it's a mixed fight between men and women. I'm really the most pitiful child in the world."

Song Ci laughed so hard that tears came out.

She paused recording the video and shared it to the WeChat group for Song Fei and others to see. Putting down her phone, Song Ci asked Han Zhan: "Why are the robots you developed so funny?"

"This kind of robot is mainly a home-based intelligent robot that helps elderly people living alone solve their life difficulties. Elderly people living alone are very lonely. When our researchers developed Xiaomi, they specially designed them to be lively and funny. This is also the case with this robot. The robot’s selling point.”

For the elderly who live alone and are left behind, it is also a happy thing to have a talkative person at home.

"I'll pack my things and stay in the city tonight."

"good."

Han Zhan packed his things, carried his bag, hugged Han Miao, and got off work with Song Ci, who was holding Han Jun. The scene of a family of four walking out of the company was photographed and posted to the company's internal group.

In the group, everyone envied Mr. and Mrs. Han their happy life like a couple of gods.

Back at the duplex in the city, the two little guys were already a little sleepy. It was cold and the children didn't sweat much. She was afraid that taking a bath would wash away their sleepiness, so Song Ci decided not to bathe the children tonight.

After putting the children on the bed and keeping them warm, Song Ci went downstairs.

Han Zhan is making midnight snacks, and there are still frozen steaks that he sold before in the refrigerator. Han Zhan called the employees of the supermarket outside the community to deliver some vegetables, onions and other food.

He cooked the steak and made his own soup. Song Ci hugged Han Zhan from behind and said, "How long has it been since you cooked for me?"

Han Zhan said, "How about you become the boss and I'll be the sweetheart behind your back? I'll cook for you every day?"

Song Ci thought about the scene for a moment and decided to forget it.

Zeus International is in her hands and will be destroyed by her within a year.

"alright."

Han Zhan poured the soup on the steak and took Song Ci's hand to the restaurant. "Want to drink?"

"OK."

Han Zhan opened the wine cabinet and saw the bottle of wine that he had not finished drinking last time. He was in a trance again. He took out the red wine and poured it in while saying, "There are still five bottles of wine made by grandpa."

Song Ci raised her eyes and looked at him without responding.

Han Zhan added: "After you finish drinking, you won't have to drink anymore."

Song Ci also said: "Grandpa will be very happy if he hears Han Jun calling him."

"Of course."

After pouring the wine, Han Zhan plugged the mouth of the bottle with a wine cork and put it back in the refrigerator. When he returned to the restaurant, he saw Song Ci split the steak on her plate into two parts, and she gave one part to herself.

"You're not full, I'll give you mine." Song Ci smiled brightly at Han Zhan and told him, "Brother Han, I love you."

The vacancy in Han Zhan's heart was instantly filled by Song Ci.

She is his pistachio.

After eating the steak, Song Ci and Han Zhan both tacitly went to take a shower. Song Ci had a premonition that tonight would be a passionate night, so she washed herself clean and applied lotion all over her body.

Wearing Han Zhan's shirt, she deliberately held her waist and went to the study. Han Zhan was already waiting there. He lit the incense that Song Ci had bought before.

That fragrance smells particularly refreshing.

The door was pushed open, Han Zhan turned around when he heard the sound, and his eyebrows curved when he saw Song Ci behind him with long legs and a sultry expression. Han Zhan sat on the sofa, patted his legs, raised his head and leaned against the sofa, "Come over here."

Song Ci walked over, and every step was like a cat's claws, scratching Han Zhan's heart.

Han Zhan pulled Song Ci into his arms and said, "The sound insulation is very good, there is no need to endure it."

Song Ci's face turned red.

-

Han Miao and Han Jun woke up the next morning and found that they were sleeping in a strange place, and they were both a little confused.

The two guys sat up and slid down the edge of the bed. They spread their legs unsteadily and wanted to get out. But the door was locked and they couldn't open it.

Han Miao had a bad temper. He raised his little hand and slammed the door hard. Han Jun sat on the ground and watched her silly elder sister hammering the door.

Their movements attracted the attention of Han Zhan downstairs.

Han Zhan had just finished his morning practice when he heard the little guys banging on the door. He carefully opened the door and saw Han Miao and Han Jun sitting on the ground, their diapers already bulging.

Han Zhan quickly put them on the bed, took off their diapers, washed their buttocks, and put on clean diapers again.

Han Zhan carried the children downstairs like a thief.

"You guys are playing, don't make trouble. Mom is still sleeping upstairs." Because there was only one bed in the house, Han Zhan and Song Ci slept in the study room last night on the floor.

Song Ci was so tired that he didn't wake up right now.

Han Zhan prepared milk powder for his daughters. As soon as he handed the bottles to them, the phone rang. "Eat by yourself. Dad will answer the phone."

Han Zhan picked up the phone and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window to answer the call.

The two little boys wandered over to him, and then sat down next to Han Zhan's legs, one on the left and the other on the right.

Han Zhan simply sat down.

The scene of the father and daughter sitting together is particularly cute.

The call was from the lover who reported it in Shunchen City.

Han Zhan felt bad when he received a call from Grandma Chen so early. "Grandma Chen, I am Han Zhan."

"Zhan Zhan, are you at work?"

"Not yet, I have the day off." He planned to take the children to the aquarium.

"Let me tell you something." Nanny Chen told Han Zhan: "The afternoon before yesterday, your Grandpa Chen fell down after playing chess when he came home. There was nothing wrong at the time, but somehow, when he got up yesterday morning, The left half of his body suddenly stopped obeying his orders."

These symptoms sound like a stroke. "Grandpa Chen is in the hospital now? I'll go over and visit him right away."

"Zhan Zhan, don't worry, Grandma Chen wants to ask you something."

"You say."

Grandma Chen said: "I heard that there is a Mo family in Sichuan who is proficient in traditional Chinese medicine and is very good at treating hemiplegia and stroke in the elderly. You, Uncle Chen, have no connections and can't contact each other. I want to ask you if you have any relationship with the Mo family. What about coming and going?”

Han Zhan may not know anyone from the Mo family, but given Han Aoyu's identity, he may know someone from the Mo family.

"The Mo family?" Han Zhan thought seriously for a moment and then said: "We have no contact with the Mo family, but I know a person who has a good relationship with the Mo family. In this case, Grandma Chen, I will go and see that grandpa Talk to him about this in person at his home. I will call you when I find out the result."

"Okay, I'm sorry to trouble Zhan Zhan."

"Don't talk about trouble."

Han Aoyu had a close personal relationship with Chuan Xiu. Han Zhan also grew up watching Chun Xiu when he was a child. When he and Song Ci got married, Chuan Xiu was still the witness.

In both emotions and reasons, Han Zhan should be the matchmaker.

Han Zhan had no connection with the Mo family, but he knew that Long Gang, the old director of the Armed Police Hospital, had contacts with the Mo family, and Long Gang also had a good relationship with Han Aoyu.

Han Zhan decided to visit Mr. Long Gang in person.

He called Song Ci up.

When Song Ci woke up, she was still rubbing her eyes. After hearing what was said about grandpa, Song Ci also woke up from his nap. She said to Han Zhan: "You go ahead, I will send the child to Beibei's house to play."

"Okay, I'll take you there."

"also."

On the way, Song Ci ate breakfast and told Han Zhan: "Song Fei and I are going to Mo's house after the Lantern Festival."

Han Zhan knew this and asked, "How long will it take to go?"

"That's not necessarily true. I heard that the Mo family's assessment is extremely abnormal. It depends on how far Song Fei can stand."

"Song Fei will definitely win the championship."

Hearing Han Zhan praise Song Fei like this, Song Ci felt happy. "Oh, here we are."

Han Zhan pulled over, took the children out of the car, and waited for Su Beibei's nanny to come down to pick up the baby. The nanny came soon, and she helped Song Ci hold Han Jun. Song Ci waved to Han Zhan and left.

Han Zhan watched Song Ci enter the community, then turned around and got into the car and drove away.

Long Gang is seventy-eight years old this year, and he is also an old man. After receiving a call in advance, he learned that Han Zhan was coming to visit. Long Gang knew that Han Zhan loved drinking tea, so he specially asked his grandson to take out the can of good tea leaves.

Long Gaogao put the tea can on the Kung Fu tea table. He sat down cross-legged opposite Grandpa and asked nonchalantly: "Grandpa, who is coming?"

"Your Grandpa Han's grandson."

"Grandpa Han?" Long Gaogao put away his playful expression and asked respectfully, "Is it the Grandpa Han who just passed away?"

Who can't be respectful when talking about Han Aoyu?

"Well, that old guy's grandson is very good, you should know that."

"Han Zhan, of course I know." Even though Long Gaogao studied medicine, he also knew Han Zhan. In the past two years, Han Zhan has long replaced Cheng Yanmo and become the most anticipated and sought-after upstart in the upper class.

But Long Gaogao knew about Han Zhan because Han Zhan married Song Ci.

Long Gaogao had known Song Ci before, but he was a few years younger than Song Ci. When he was twelve or thirteen years old, he threatened to marry Song Ci. At that time, Song Ci heard this and said, "I don't like little brats."

As a result, she found an old man.

Hearing the doorbell, Long Gaogao went to open the door for Han Zhan. When facing Han Zhan, he didn't look good at all. Han Zhan entered the house carrying the gifts and followed Long Gaogao, who had a foul expression on his face, wondering where he had offended him.

"Grandpa Long." Han Zhan put down the gift and bowed respectfully to Long Gang. "Long time no see. How are you?"

"It's fine. I can eat and drink, but I have a naughty grandson who needs a lesson and is very annoying every day."

Long Gao raised his lips and shouted, unconvinced, "Don't always criticize me in front of outsiders. I also want to save face, okay?"

"Okay, okay, then get out."

The dragon is high but refuses to roll away.

Not only did he not get out, he also hid in a corner, secretly took a picture of Han Zhan, and posted it in the WeChat group.

Long Gaogao: [Look, the boss is at my house! ! 】

Some people hate Han Zhan on the surface, but secretly regard Han Zhan as a boss.

Everyone in the group showed envious expressions.

Someone asked: [Is the watch worn by the boss really worth a house in the city center? 】

Someone else said: [I heard that the boss is 1.9 meters tall, is that true? 】

Some people even said: [Does the boss wear contact lenses, or is he born with blue eyes? 】

Long Gaogao looked at Han Zhan, typed a paragraph excitedly, and sent it out: [He is half a head taller than me, not even 1.9 meters tall by visual inspection, but about 1.88 meters tall. I did wear a watch, but it cost more than one million yuan, and it was rumored that it was worth a house. His eyes are naturally blue, and the boss is of mixed race. You forgot! 】

Guys: [I am handsome, tall, and damn rich. This world is too malicious to me. 】

Seeing his grandson hiding in the dark and secretly playing with his mobile phone, Long Gang waved to him and said, "Go and give your brother Han a cup of tea!"

"oh."

Han Zhan drank the tea brought by Long Gaogao, and felt that Long Gaogao looked familiar.

But I can't remember where I saw it.

"Gao Gao, have we met somewhere?" Han Zhan asked.

Long Gaogao curled his lips and said a little aggrievedly, "You noble man is so forgetful. I'm afraid you forgot that at the jewelry auction the year before last, your wife's sister snatched my red fox!"

At that time, Long Gaogao went to the auction with the momentum of winning, and wanted to take back the red agate fox. The result was good. Just as he was about to get it, he suddenly received news that his brother had been in a car accident.

He and the red fox unfortunately missed each other, but Song Fei got the fox.

Because of this incident, Long Gaogao always remembered Song Fei.

Long Gang also knew about this. When he heard this, he said to Han Zhan: "Don't be as knowledgeable as Gao Gao. He has wanted the red fox for many years. He was very angry when Song Fei snatched it away."

Han Zhan said: "As far as I know, that fox is a token leading to the Mo family to participate in the assessment, and a batch will be distributed every five years. Gao Gao is still young, so it is not too late to wait for another three years."

Long Gaogao: "Humph!"

Long Gang nodded repeatedly. "By the way, the Mo family's assessment is coming soon, Song Fei should be going to participate, right?"

"Well, I have to go."

"That's great. I hope she can enter the finals."

"What are the benefits of entering the finals?" Han Zhan didn't know much about the Mo family and had to consult Long Gang carefully.

"When I was young, I took part in the Mo family's assessment, but my skills were not as good as others. I only made it to one finals and got fifth place, but unfortunately I failed."

"Those who can participate in the Mojia competition are all proficient in traditional Chinese medicine. Those who can enter the finals are the best among people. Those who can win the top three, especially those who win the championship, are the best in the entire academic field of traditional Chinese medicine. Dawn is the leader.”

"The one who competed with me at the time and won the championship was a young man named Mo Qingkuang. He was really smart, had a photographic memory, and had an extraordinary talent for traditional Chinese medicine. Unfortunately, he later died because of a crime He broke the clan rules and was kicked out of the Mo clan, and I never saw him again after that."

"However, as far as I know, every championship winner is the proud son of the Mo family. If Song Fei can get into the top three, that will be great."

Long Gang only knew that Song Fei was a virus expert, but he didn't know how deep her knowledge in traditional Chinese medicine was, so he didn't dare to expect too much.

Han Zhan, however, had an eye on the Mo family member called 'Mo Qingkuang'. He asked Long Gang: "Grandpa Long, what you said is not frivolous. What clan rules did he break?"

"That's the Mo family's business, I don't know."

Knowing the purpose of Han Zhan's visit today, Long Gang told him frankly: "I can indeed contact the Mo family, but whether they are willing to send someone to treat the old guy depends on the attitude of the Mo family."

The Mo family treats illnesses, but there are two things they don’t do.

It is a heinous crime to not treat someone, and to seek death without medical treatment.