Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

Song Ci's quiet departure did not attract the attention of the protagonist and the Mo family.

At this time, everyone's attention was focused on the three strange young people who suddenly arrived. They all stared at the girl in the yellow dress with curious and confused faces. Who kind of immortal is this? How come I've never seen it before?

What kind of magic elixir is the medicine she holds in her hand?

If it weren't for the magic elixir, it would be impossible for Mr. Long to show his ecstatic expression without concealing it after seeing the pill.

You know, the Long family is not only a pharmaceutical family, but also a large drug research and development family, and Mr. Long himself is also a highly respected old Chinese medicine doctor!

Could it be that the thing that could make him so excited couldn't be a magic elixir?

Mo Fengying held the wooden box with both hands, and her voice was gentle and gentle, which made people feel at ease: "Grandpa Long, this is a gift that my father asked me to bring you. This pill is called 'Fengchun Pill'. Presumably Grandpa Long also knows him."

‘Fengchun Pill’, after taking it, you can rejuvenate the dead wood. Of course Mr. Long knows that!

Mr. Long has a close relationship with the Mo family, and of course he has heard that the Mo family has a special medicine called 'Fengchun Pill'. This medicine can make dying people recover in the shortest time. It is not an exaggeration to say that it has the effect of making flesh and bones of the living dead.

Mr. Long excitedly caught the wooden box with both hands. He held the box and looked down at the pill. He smelled the scent of the medicine up close and couldn't help showing an intoxicated expression.

"Your father really thinks highly of me, an old man. I have to keep such a precious thing."

"Miss Mo, please take a seat!"

After the congratulatory gifts were brought, Mo Fengying took two attendants and sat down at the seat marked table No. 1.

By coincidence, Han Zhan and his wife were also placed at table No. 1.

At tonight's birthday party, seats are arranged according to status and relationship. Seeing that the little girl from before was sitting at the same table as Han Zhan and the others, everyone's expressions became even more unpredictable.

Han Zhan was also a little surprised.

But what surprised him was not that Mo Fengying would be at table No. 1, but that he was confused about the reason why Mo Fengying appeared here.

In his impression of the Mo family, the Mo family should be a low-key and reclusive family. Very few people in the world know about the existence of the Mo family.

Although Mr. Long is indeed of noble status, there is no need to alarm the young lady of the Mo family to come to congratulate him in person.

The Mo family has changed its previous low profile and taken a high-profile route. Are they planning to be born?

A big hidden family suddenly decided to come out. Either they were at the end of their rope and wanted to find another way out, or they couldn't resist the temptation and wanted to make money.

After all, no matter how powerful a family is, it cannot survive without money.

The Mo family's medical skills are superb, so this will definitely not be the first situation. Then, it can only be the second case.

Also, with the influx of Western medicine, the status of traditional Chinese medicine is getting lower and lower. Nowadays, when everyone is sick, they are more willing to go to Western medicine. After all, Western medicine is fast and the surgical effect is immediate.

Han Zhan put down the wine glass in his hand and thought to himself: What he fears most is not that someone is short of money, but that he lacks nothing.

If he knows what the other party lacks, he can do what he wants.

Mo Fengying sat down next to Han Zhan across an empty seat. Mo Fengying was a little surprised to see an acquaintance here again.

"Mr. Han, we meet again."

Han Zhan glanced at the empty seat between them and guessed that Mo Fengying had specially reserved the seat for Song Ci, so he smiled and said, "What a coincidence. I didn't expect to see Miss Mo in such a lively place."

"Mr. Han is joking. Mr. Long is an old friend of our Mo family. When he was young, he also went to my Mo family to study. He is also a student of the Mo family."

"You must come to the old gentleman's birthday party."

The two briefly chatted for a few words, and then saw Song Ci coming back.

Mo Fengying's eyes lit up when she saw Song Ci walking over with her skirt in hand from a distance.

Although Mo Fengying had met Song Ci in Shunchen City earlier, Song Ci was very low-key in her dress at that time. Mo Fengying only paid attention to Mr. Chen's body and did not pay much attention to Song Ci.

After returning, in order to find out the whereabouts of the medicine man, Mo Fengying found the identity information of everyone he met that day.

I had long heard about the reputation of Song beauties in Wangdong City. At that time, Mo Fengying thought that the most beautiful woman was nothing more than that. But when she saw Song Ci under her attire today, Mo Fengying realized how beautiful and elegant Song Ci was. , is half true.

This kind of beauty is indeed not comparable to those girls from their Mo family.

Song Ci sat down elegantly next to Han Zhan, carefully pressing her chest to prevent exposure. After sitting down, she turned her head and smiled at Mo Fengying, "Miss Mo, we meet again."

Mo Fengying smiled and nodded, "Mrs. Han, when I saw you, I suddenly thought of something."

"oh?"

Mo Fengying said: "You are the most beautiful. The only one who can beat you is you when you dress up next time."

Hearing this, Song Ci was stunned for a moment, then smiled broadly. "Miss Mo, is she a girl with good medical skills who speaks so beautifully?"

Mo Fengying took a sip of tea and said sincerely, "I'm serious."

Song Ci had a smile on her face and MMP in her heart.

I believe you!

When Han Zhan saw Song Ci smiling, he suddenly picked up the red wine bottle in front of him, tilted his head and approached Song Ci and asked, "Do you want to drink some red wine?" After saying that, he whispered in a low voice: "Don't get emotional, she is suspicious. you."

Song Ci picked up the goblet with an unchanged smile and said, "Drink a little." After saying that, she winked at Han Zhan intelligently.

Seeing this, Han Zhan knew that his worries were unnecessary.

Song Ci was never a fool. After seeing the Fengchun Pill, which was regarded as a treasure, she truly realized how attractive the medicine man was.

Knowing that Mo Fengying could smell the medicinal fragrance when she was emotional, she would naturally be on guard.

The flattering words Mo Fengying said just now were actually intended to flatter her and make Song Ci happy. But Song Ci had a smile on her face, but her heart was always calm.

Song Ci took a sip of red wine and put down the glass.

Mo Fengying looked at Song Ci's smile and couldn't help but wonder: Could it be that she had guessed wrong and the medicine man was not Song Ci?

But that day, she smelled the medicinal fragrance twice, once in the Chen family and once in the hotel. The scent of the medicinal fragrance was the same twice, and among the people who appeared in the Chen family and the hotel at the same time, there were Song Ci and Han Zhan.

She must test it out and get a result!

Soon, the dishes were brought out one by one.

Wangdong City has been under a lot of pressure recently, and extravagance is not allowed, so the menu for the birthday banquet was simple, with no game, and only ingredients available on the market.

The main soup is a black-bone chicken soup, which uses homemade Chinese medicinal materials from the Long family. The aroma of the chicken soup will whet your appetite.

Song Ci couldn't get up in her dress, so she gave the small bowl to Han Zhan. Han Zhan helped her fill a bowl of soup, "Be careful, it's very hot." It should be chicken soup fresh from the oven.

When Song Ci took the chicken soup, she glanced at Han Zhan.

She took a spoonful of soup and took a sip. It was indeed hot. Song Ci lowered her head to drink the soup, and suddenly heard Mo Fengying ask: "Mrs. Han, how does this soup taste?"

Song Ci put down the spoon, wiped the corners of her mouth with a napkin, then turned her head and said to Mo Fengying: "It tastes very good. It's the first time I've tasted hot and stewed medicinal food so delicious. Miss Mo, would you like to try it?" ?”

".good."

The dining table can be rotated, and Mo Fengying turned the basin of soup in front of her. Mo Fengying stood up, picked up a large spoon, scooped out a spoonful of soup, and when she was putting it into the bowl, she was suddenly bumped by a passing waiter.

Mo Fengying turned her elbow, and the spoonful of soup flew towards Song Ci's chest by accident.

"Be careful!" Mo Fengying warned in a low voice.

At that moment, Han Zhan suddenly pulled Song Ci into his arms, and the spoonful of soup fell on Song Ci's seat and the edge of her skirt.

Mo Fengying's nose moved quickly, but she couldn't help but feel a little disappointed when she didn't smell any fragrance.

Could it be that I guessed wrong?

Mo Fengying put down the spoon in panic and hurriedly lowered her head to ask about Song Ci, "Mrs. Han, how are you? Have you been hit by my soup?"

Many people noticed the movement here and looked over curiously.

Song Ci was like a frightened deer, lying in Han Zhan's arms, as if he had been frightened. Han Zhan helped Song Ci up, held her arms lovingly, and said to her, "It's okay, Ci Bao."

Song Ci also came to his senses.

She glanced at the chair, shook her head and said to Mo Fengying: "I'm fine, please don't worry, Miss Mo."

Long Gaogao walked over quickly. He looked at Song Ci with concern first, and then felt relieved when he saw that Song Ci was not burned, but the corners of her skirt were a little dirty.

"Come here, change the chairs!" Long Gaogao asked the housekeeper to take someone to move the chairs. He asked Song Ci again: "Sister Ci, are you really okay?"

Song Ci stood up from Han Zhan's arms. She was frightened and patted her chest gently before saying to Long Gaogao, "I'm fine, don't worry."

"That's good."

"Miss Mo, you must have been scared too. The waiter was careless and bumped into you, and almost burned Sister Ci. I will deduct his salary later!"

Mo Fengying tested Song Ci twice in a row. After confirming that neither Song Ci nor Han Zhan were medicine men, Mo Fengying looked quite calm. She waved her hands and said, "As long as it's okay."

Long Gaogao then left, and Song Ci's chair was also sent over.

Song Ci sat down again, her butt still not warm from sitting, when she suddenly heard Han Zhan ask: "Have you and Long Gaogao known each other before?"

Song Ci nodded, "I know you."

"Sister Porcelain." Han Zhan felt that the meat tonight was sour. He said sourly, "It's so gross. Can't you call me Sister Song? You must call me Sister Porcelain."

"Jealous?" Song Ci immediately noticed that Han Zhan was having trouble.

Han Zhan snorted and lowered his head to eat his meat. While eating, he also used clean chopsticks to catch two large prawns for Song Ci.

Mo Fengying, who had just turned twenty and had not been in love yet, felt a little nauseous after hearing the conversation between Song Ci and Han Zhan.

After the birthday party was over, the guests left.

After saying hello to Mr. Long, Han Zhan took Song Ci and left. As soon as he got in the car, Han Zhan started the accelerator and drove Song Ci away quickly.

After driving the car into the parking garage of the manor, Han Zhan turned on the indoor lights and cursed with a stern face. There was a viciousness in his voice that could tear people to pieces, "Mo Fengying, you bitch!"

Han Zhan cursed!

The one being scolded is still a woman!

Song Ci thinks Han Zhan is extremely handsome even when he curses.

How come this old man keeps getting more interesting as he gets older?

Song Ci was forced to smile all night because of Fengchunwan. After the banquet ended and the prosperity faded away, she took off her disguise and showed her vulnerability.

On the way back, Song Ci's hands and feet were cold because of her fear of the unknown.

But just now, after hearing Han Zhan's curse words, Song Ci suddenly laughed, the blood in her body began to warm up, and her hands and feet became warmer.

"Why do you scold her? If her name comes out of your mouth, it will dirty your mouth." Song Ci quickly handed Han Zhan a bottle of mineral water.

"Come on, Brother Han, drink some water to calm down."

Han Zhan was very particular, "Want warm water."

Song Ci dropped the mineral water, unscrewed Han Zhan's thermos cup, handed it to Han Zhan and took a sip.

Seeing that Han Zhan was not as angry as before, Song Ci said: "Actually, when you told me to be careful and said the chicken soup was very hot, I knew you were hinting to me to be wary of Mo Fengying's back. Little moves.”

"As expected, that woman didn't give up and actually came up with that trick to scare me."

She didn't grow up scared. She had experienced scarier things than this, so she was naturally stable.

Hearing this, Han Zhan said: "This also shows that Mo Fengying or the Mo family do not know that we have obtained the medicine person's information and know that you are the medicine person."

Han Zhan turned off the lights, got out of the car from his side, and walked around the front of the car to Song Ci's side.

After opening the car door for Song Ci and unbuckling the seat belt, Han Zhan put Song Ci's waist in his arms and took her home.

"But after they discovered the existence of the Medicine Man, they will definitely continue to look for the Medicine Man's whereabouts. Porcelain Treasure, we can escape this time, but we cannot escape the next time."

His footsteps paused, and under the night, a ruthless and murderous intent flashed across the man's dark eyes. He said: "Porcelain treasure, instead of sitting back and waiting for death, it is better to take the initiative."

Song Ci looked solemn. She hugged Han Zhan's neck and asked curiously: "How to do it?"

"I just have a plan, and I still need to arrange it carefully."

Han Zhan did not tell Song Ci his detailed plan, but just asked her to relax and leave everything to him. "Practice well and remember to come back and win me a championship."

"Go back and put your trophy with my Entrepreneur Award, and then give our grandparents some incense sticks to make them happy."

Hearing what Han Zhan said, Song Ci was quite happy.

"good!"

It was already very late when they came back, after eleven o'clock, and everyone in the house, including the helpers and the children, had gone to bed. When they got to the elevator, Han Zhan put Song Ci down.

As soon as Song Ci stood firm, Han Zhan hugged her into his arms.

Song Ci asked: "Why, haven't you hugged me enough?"

Han Zhan shook his head, "It's not enough. I'll never feel enough holding you for the rest of my life." He used the ring finger of his right hand to pick up Song Ci's dress strap, "Can this be pulled open?"

Song Ci laughed and said, "You try it? If it is so easy to be torn apart, then no one in the world would dare to wear a suspender belt. This is a high-end style, and there are thousands of them."

Tear--

Han Zhan pulled hard with both hands, and the rope on Song Ci's left shoulder broke.

Song Ci's remaining words: "?"

"I just want to give it a try." Han Zhan's expression was a little innocent, and there was a half-broken band on his ring finger. "I don't expect it to succeed."

Song Ci became angry and took the half of the belt back from Han Zhan, "I will never buy this brand of dress again!" What kind of bad quality is this!

I have acute pharyngitis and I had a fluid transfusion today, so the update is late.