Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

After ending the call with Cecilio, Han Zhan went back to his room to change his clothes.

There was no sun today, and the air outside was chilly, so Han Zhan put on thermal underwear and a sweater, and also wrapped a down jacket to keep out the cold.

When he was young, Han Zhan never wore thermal underwear even in the frosty winter. He always wears a thin sweater and a windbreaker, and he can spend the whole winter in style.

But now, he doesn't need grandma's advice, he also knows that it's cold and he needs to wear warm clothes.

This means growing up and becoming sensible.

When Han Zhan came downstairs, he saw Song Ci holding Han Jun and coaxing him softly. Han Jun's face was slightly red, and he was listless. A pair of small hands hung limply on Song Ci's arms.

Han Zhan walked over, stood in front of Song Ci, stared at the little treasure in her arms, and asked, "What's wrong with Junjun?"

"My tonsils are inflamed and I have a fever. I just took the medicine, but I still refuse to eat it. I also vomited all the milk I took in the morning." Song Ci's dress was covered with Han Jun's vomit.

"I'll give her medicine, and you go change clothes."

"good."

Song Ci took the elevator back to her room and changed her clothes. When she came downstairs, she saw Han Zhan giving medicine to Han Jun.

Han Jun, who had previously made a fuss and refused to take medicine, behaved like a little rabbit in front of Han Zhan.

Han Jun sat on the baby dining table with a very obedient posture. Han Zhan held a five milliliter syringe in his hand and said to Han Jun rationally and indifferently: "Are you going to eat it yourself, or will daddy feed you?"

There is no option to not eat.

Han Jun thought carefully for a moment and then opened his mouth. Han Zhan put the syringe into Han Jun's mouth and slowly pushed the syringe, while Han Jun frowned and drank the unpleasant liquid.

After Han Zhan finished giving all the medicine, Song Ci stepped forward, looked at the wrinkled Han Jun with a smile, and said to Han Zhan, "Why does she listen to you so much?"

Han Zhan threw the syringe into the trash can, stood up, and said, "There is no need to deliberately treat the administration of medicine as a special matter. Just discuss it with them in the calmest tone. Children also know good and bad. Yes, I will behave naturally."

"If you don't believe it, try it my way again at noon."

Song Ci really wanted to give it a try.

Because Han Jun had a cold and was worried that it would be transmitted to Han Miao, the two sisters moved separately from that day on and slept in separate rooms.

When it was breakfast time, Arang walked slowly from his room to the dining room.

Arang was wearing a hooded sweatshirt today, with a motorcycle leather jacket on top, and his long legs were wrapped in a pair of black jeans. The mixed style didn't feel out of place on him.

Seeing that Han Jun was sick, Arang walked over and deliberately waved his lollipop in front of Han Jun, "Xiao Junjun, do you want to eat?"

Han Jun opened his mouth happily, and just as he was about to touch the lollipop, he found Arang moving the candy away again.

Han Jun felt aggrieved and was about to cry.

Han Zhan threw a chopstick towards Ah Rang. As if he had a pair of eyes on the back of his head, Ah Rang turned around and quickly raised his hand to grab the long chopstick that came flying towards him.

When Han Zhan saw that the sneak attack was unsuccessful, he threatened Arang in a cold tone: "Don't bully Junjun."

Arang: "Oh, I feel bad."

Song Ci put a glass of milk in front of Han Zhan and told Arang: "Junjun is sick and has a fever. Don't tease her."

Song Ci spoke, and Arang stopped arguing with Han Zhan.

He pulled up a chair and sat down, poured himself a glass of milk, drank it in a few gulps, then picked up a knife and fork to eat an omelette.

Arang can use chopsticks, but is not used to them. Whether eating Western or Chinese food, he prefers to use a knife, fork, or spoon.

Han Zhan stared at Arang's evil spirit and asked him: "What were you doing last night?" The housekeeper said that the light in Arang's room was left on all night.

Arang said: "Play games with others."

"Playing games?"

"Yeah." Arang was a little excited, as if he had discovered a new fun. He said, "Didn't your company develop the Banban holographic projection game? Now more and more users are using Banban, and holographic projection games have also been developed. Game competition.”

"Unlike traditional e-sports competitions, holographic game competitions are more exciting. I played the game Alcatraz last night and found that the psychological quality of gamers is generally low."

"I heard that there will be a one million prize for the winner of the Alcatraz game, and I plan to participate."

Han Zhan asked him: "What one million do you lack?"

Ah Rang sucked the yolk out of the soft-boiled eggs in one gulp, and then said, "Who would object to having too much money?"

Alcatraz is rated as the most challenging game among the Banban holographic online games. The story of Alcatraz is about a group of civilized people who crashed into an unknown Alcatraz Island in a plane and started a battle with the local indigenous residents of Alcatraz Island.

Because the game graphics are too bloody and realistic, it has received mixed reviews from users. Game users who like excitement regard it as a treasure, while netizens who like aesthetically pleasing and romantic fairy tale games think Alcatraz is a game only played by perverts.

And a little pervert like Arang likes Alcatraz very much.

In fact, the Banban game cabin was developed by Han Zhan Company, and one-third of the games in the Banban system were developed by Han Zhan's game companies.

Han Zhan really made enough money.

"Aren't you afraid of losing the game?" Seeing Arang's confident look, Han Zhan couldn't help but pour cold water on him, "This is just a game after all, not the real world. There may be people with better psychological qualities than you."

Arang didn't believe it. He had seen the most extreme darkness and evil. In Arang's opinion, Alcatraz Island was a reflection of his previous life. He didn't believe that anyone could be more powerful than him. In this game, Agen was bound to win the championship!

"I won't follow you anymore. The first preliminary round will officially start at eight o'clock tonight. I will compete then, so don't bother me."

After saying that, Arang stood up and left.

Han Zhan asked him again: "You dress like this to go to work? After all, you are also the manager of the special logistics department, so you went to change your clothes."

Arang said: "I have a day off today. You promised me that I can take four days off every month."

Han Zhan was too lazy to talk to Arang anymore.

After breakfast, Arang went to the airport. He took out his ID card with the name 'Han Rang' on it, straightened his back, walked to the ticket window, and said to the staff: "I want a ticket to Nancheng." .”

Arang really enjoys the feeling of using his ID card to buy tickets openly.

"Sir, your ticket."

Arang took the ticket and boarded the plane.

Sitting on the plane to Nancheng, Arang kept catching up on his sleep.

Nancheng is located in the Jiangnan area, and the winter is so cold that it makes your bones chill. Arang wrapped his leather jacket tightly, rubbed his nose, and took a special car to Qinshui Town.

After two years, when he stepped into Qinshui Town again, Arang was a little afraid to take a step forward. He stood at the entrance of the town, raised his head, and stared at the archway in front of the town that read 'Qinshui Town'.

The appearance of that woman appeared in Arang's mind.

The doctor said that the woman finally woke up and cried loudly after learning that her husband had limped a leg because he wanted to protect her during the car accident.

Arang touched the snake-shaped jade pendant around his neck.

He took a deep breath and then walked towards Qinshui Town.

Qinshui Town is as peaceful and quiet as ever. Occasionally, when a car drives past Arang, he will subconsciously slow down, fearing that the wheels will pick up water on the ground and wet the trouser legs of passers-by.

This is a small town full of kindness and beauty.

Because the town is a tourist town, the town is full of ancient buildings, which are built around the Qinshui River.

It had just snowed the day before yesterday, the ground was wet, and the snow on some trees had not yet completely melted. Arang walked under a banyan tree and was hit by snow.

He shook his head and heard a laugh.

Arang looked up and saw a girl standing at the entrance of an alley. The girl was about twenty years old, wearing a gray-blue long down jacket, her long hair was tied up, and she put on some light makeup.

This is a beautiful girl, very much like Arang's mother.

Arang recognized the other party's identity instantly.

She is his biological mother's daughter.

"You're not from our town, are you?" Zhong Ling'er looked at Arang curiously. When Arang shook off the snow on his head and revealed his handsome mixed-race face, her eyes were filled with surprise.

"Still a foreigner." Zhong Ling'er was a little surprised.

Arang smiled at her and said, "I'm not a local, I'm from Wangdong City."

"Wow, you're from a big city!" Zhong Ling'er asked Arang: "Are you here for tourism?"

"I'm here to meet a relative."

"oh."

Zhong Ling'er turned around and left.

Ah Rang suddenly called her, "Little sister."

Zhong Ling'er turned around and smiled, "I'm not that young either. I'm twenty this year."

"That's my little sister too." Arang said, "I'm already in my thirties."

"I can't tell." Zhong Ling'er was very honest, "I thought you were only twenty-six or seventeen years old."

Arang: "Maybe it's because he looks younger."

Zhong Ling'er laughed again, probably because he thought Arang was thick-skinned. "What did you tell me to do?"

Arang subconsciously touched the snake-shaped pendant around his neck, hesitating and struggling.

Zhong Ling'er waited patiently for him to speak.

After a long while, Arang asked: "I want to ask you, where is the town hospital?"

Zhong Ling'er asked him: "Are the relatives you want to see in the hospital?"

"Um."

She put away her smile and said, "The hospital is right behind the town, next to the middle school in the town. I happen to be going to the hospital too, let's go together."

"also."

Arang and Zhong Ling'er went to the hospital together. In order to reassure the little girl, Arang took the initiative to walk ahead. Zhong Ling'er stared at Arang's back, wanting to take a photo so that he could tell the sisters in the town that a handsome guy has come to our town!

But Zhong Ling'er held back.

Because of her upbringing and self-cultivation, she is not allowed to take secret photos of others.

After walking for almost half an hour, they walked out of the alley and arrived at the town middle school. The buildings here are similar to those in Wangdong City, with cement roads, tall buildings, and a constant flow of cars.

"That's the hospital." Zhong Ling'er pointed to the hospital across the road, diagonally behind the middle school. "I have to go buy something. I can't go with you. You can go by yourself."

"okay, thank you."

"You're welcome."

Arang crossed the road and looked back at Zhong Ling'er. Zhong Ling'er walked into a restaurant, probably to eat.

Arang looked at the time and saw that it was almost lunch time.

He walked forward alone and came to the town hospital. Standing in front of the nurse's consultation desk, Arang asked the nurse: "Hello, may I ask, which ward Gao Yunyun is in?"

Gao Yunyun was a patient who was transferred back from the provincial hospital three months ago. She had stayed in the hospital for three months and was a well-known beauty in Qinshui Town. The nurse naturally remembered her.

The nurse stared at Arang's handsome face for a moment, and after Arang repeated the above question, she answered: "In bed No. 36."

"OK, thanks."

Arang strode towards the ward area and stopped in front of the ward door of bed No. 36, but for a moment he did not dare to open the door. The patients and family members who passed by were staring at him curiously.

Arang clenched his fists, then unclenched them, and finally clenched them again.

"call!"

Arang took a step forward and turned the doorknob.

There are three beds in the ward.

Although it is just a hospital in a town, there are many patients and there is not an empty bed. On the middle bed, there was a sleeping woman lying on her side with her face facing the window.

Next to the woman, there was an uncle in his fifties sitting. The uncle was wearing down jacket and a hat. The uncle looked majestic, but his expression was very peaceful. Next to the bedside table in front of him, there was a crutch.

In order to save his wife, he lost a leg.

And they should have lived a happy life, but it was because of him that they were avenged by Edward.

Noticing someone at the door, the man raised his head and glanced at Agen. Suddenly seeing the face of a handsome mixed-race man, Father Zhong was stunned for a moment.

His eyes flickered a few times quickly, then he put his hands on the edge of the bed and stood up awkwardly. "Are you here to see Yunyun?"

Father Zhong recognized Arang.

This Mr. Zhong, why do you know him? Arang was a little surprised, but didn't show it.

Arang walked in in surprise. The patients in the other two beds looked at him curiously, then at Gao Yunyun and Father Zhong.

The voice of Father Zhong woke up Gao Yunyun, who was already in a light sleep. Gao Yunyun opened her eyes and asked her husband, "Is Lingling here?" Lingling was their daughter Zhong Ling'er.

Gao Yunyun felt something was wrong when she didn't hear her husband's answer, so she opened her eyes wide and looked at the person curiously. Gao Yunyun turned around and saw a tall, thin, mixed-race man with charming blond hair standing at the end of the bed.

After two years, Gao Yunyun saw Arang again and recognized him at a glance.

"You" Gao Yunyun noticed everything hanging around Arang's neck, the snake-shaped pendant she gave her. "Long time no see." The sentence "Long time no see" expresses the silent sadness.

Arang nodded.

Father Zhong hurriedly said to Arang: "You sit on the stool." After saying that, Father Zhong sat down on the bed.

Arang was not humble. He pulled up the stool and sat down. When he lowered his head, he noticed the empty section under Father Zhong's trousers and felt bad.

Arang looked up at Mr. Zhong's face, which was obviously much thinner than two years ago, and couldn't help but said: "Mr. Zhong, if you are willing, I would like to customize a pair of prosthetics for you."

Father Zhong was stunned for a moment, then waved his hands and said, "I'm not young anymore, so I won't bother. I still have to thank you for your concern."

Arang knew that Father Zhong would refuse. He took out a business card from his pocket and said, "I have already contacted the doctor for you. At that time, you only need to cooperate with the doctor for examination and rehabilitation training. This is the doctor Your phone number, he will come to Qinshui Town in the next few days and come to find you."

Father Zhong was so shocked that he didn't know what to say.

Gao Yunyun, who had been watching Arang silently, suddenly said: "My child, push me, let's go for a walk and talk, okay?"

"good."

Ah Rang picked up Gao Yunyun from the bed and placed her in a wheelchair.

Father Zhong quickly covered Gao Yunyun's legs with a blanket, then patted Gao Yunyun's shoulder and said to her, "You guys chat, I'll lie down and rest for a while."

"good."

Ah Rang saw the interaction between Gao Yunyun and Zhong's father and felt a little envious.

He used a wheelchair to push Gao Yunyun to the rest area of ​​the inpatient department, where there were two rows of chairs. Gao Yunyun was sitting in a wheelchair, and Arang was sitting on a chair.

The mother and son looked at each other with a thousand words hidden in their eyes.

"Child." Gao Yunyun stretched out her hands towards Arang.

Ah Rang was stunned for a moment, then realized that Gao Yunyun wanted to hold his hand. Arang quickly stretched out his hands.

Gao Yunyun held his hand and touched the gun cocoon in his palm, her eyes turned red. "I don't know your name yet."

Arang said: "I don't know my name." His eyes were slightly hot, and he actually wanted to cry.

Arang asked Gao Yunyun: "Did you give me a name back then?"

Gao Yunyun's tears were blurry. She gently wiped her tears and said, "Yes, I gave you a name. It's not a very nice name. It's called Gao Shan."

Arang tasted these two words on the tip of his tongue before asking: "What does it mean?"

Gao Yunyun smiled sheepishly and said: "The high mountains stand still and the scenery stops. This is a famous poem in our country. And high mountains mean the quality of virtue."

Gao Yunyun named Arang Gaoshan because she hoped that when Arang grew up, he would become a man of noble character, instead of being as defiant and arrogant as his ruthless father.

Arang was silent for a moment after hearing the meaning of the name Gaoshan.

person of high moral character

His life before the age of thirty-one was full of bad things, and he had nothing to do with being a noble person.

But Arang didn't want Gao Yunyun to know about those past events.

Arang just smiled, showing two friendly dimples, and said: "My name is Arang, and my second brother's surname is Han. My second brother's name is Han Zhan, and he is the boss of Zeus International. I followed him, and now Living well.”

Gao Yunyun has been in coma for several months and is not familiar with Zeus International. She is relieved to know that Arang is doing well now. But she also noticed Arang's choice of words. What he said was that he was "living well now."

Life is good now, but what about before?

Gao Yunyun couldn't help but ask: "That father of yours, is he good to you?"

Arang shook his head, "It's very bad."

Gao Yunyun felt distressed, "Did he bully you?"

"He always asks me to do things I don't like." But Arang did not explain in detail what exactly he was doing, for fear that Gao Yunyun would feel hurt when he heard it. "But now it's fine. He's dead and I'm free."

When it came to his father's death, Arang was very indifferent. After he finished speaking, he laughed heartily and happily.

Gao Yunyun stared at Arang's smiling face, feeling very painful in her heart. How many inhumane things does a father have to do to his children to make his children smile happily when he mentions his father's death?

Gao Yunyun didn't dare to think deeply.

Seeing Gao Yunyun's eyes turn red again, Arang realized that what he said might have made Gao Yunyun unhappy. Arang changed the subject and said, "Mr. Zhong is very good to you."

Hearing Arang mention Mr. Zhong, Gao Yunyun smiled, "He is indeed very good to me. I met him when I was still in Hong Kong City. At that time, he was my driver and my bodyguard. When I decided After quitting the music industry, he returned to my hometown with me."

"Even though your Uncle Zhong looks majestic, he is actually a very gentle man." When talking about Mr. Zhong, Gao Yunyun's eyes were filled with happiness and love.

Arang was happy for Gao Yunyun.

Thinking of Mr. Zhong's legs, Arang frowned again. Arang told Gao Yunyun, "That car accident was actually not an accident."

It is unclear whether Gao Yunyun knows the truth, but Arang decides to let Gao Yunyun know the truth.

Facing Gao Yunyun's stunned look, Arang understood that Gao Yunyun knew nothing about it. Arang suppressed his uneasiness and continued: "It's Edward. He deliberately hurt you in order to threaten me."

"I can't help you."

Arang was not a man who loved to cry, but at this moment, his eyes turned red and tears burst out of his eyes.

After Gao Yunyun was briefly surprised, she accepted the fact, "So that's it. I just said there was something fishy about that car accident."

"You can blame me, you should blame me, I am sorry for you. I found a doctor for Mr. Zhong, and the prosthesis made by that doctor fits the human skeleton very well and is also very flexible. Please accept my help. , otherwise my conscience will not be at ease."

What a shock it must be when the mainstay of a family suddenly breaks his leg!

Arang also took out his card and handed it to Gao Yunyun. He said: "I have donated all my previous assets. The money in this bank card is my salary in the past few months. And the money I transfer for delivery. They. They're all clean."

"In the future, I will continue to put money into the card. From now on, I will be responsible for the education of your family, including your daughter."

Mr. Zhong became disabled because of him, so he should take good care of the family.

Gao Yunyun stared at the card blankly, without reaching out. "The doctor you are looking for, I will let your Uncle Zhong cooperate with the doctor to make prosthetic limbs. But the money"

Gao Yunyun shook her head and said softly: "My child, I brought you into this world. It is my regret that I have not been with you for a day."

"The fault of this disaster is Edward's, not yours. You don't have to make yourself so tired. Since the money is clean, then you can keep it and spend it yourself."

Looking at Arang lovingly, Gao Yunyun smiled and suddenly said: "Are you married?"

Arang shook his head, "No."

"Then use this clean money to find a good girl. Watching you get married and start a career is the best reward for me." Gao Yunyun squeezed Arang's hand and pushed it back into his arms, "Money, I won’t accept it. But you can come and see me often in the future. Your Uncle Zhong and I welcome you."

Arang squeezed the card tightly and couldn't help asking: "How could Uncle Zhong know about my existence?"

Gao Yunyun smiled calmly and told Arang: "When I was in confinement, it was your Uncle Zhong who took care of me. He was the one who bathed you and prepared milk powder for you."

Hearing this, Arang fell silent and said nothing.

He couldn't help but think about it, if Edward had not taken him away and he had been raised by Gao Yunyun and Mr. Zhong, would he have grown into an upright man with noble moral character?

Just thinking about it like this made Arang feel depressed.

He sucks.

It's rotten inside and out.

Due to taking care of the baby, the update time will not be on time these days, but it will not be discontinued. Everyone, please take good care of yourselves and your children. My family has been suffering from fever for three days. A blood test showed that it was a viral cold. The children suffered, and so did the adults.