Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

Song Ci wanted to see the children, so she stopped on the floor of the children's children's room. The two walked out of the elevator and saw Arang face to face.

Arang was yawning and walking out of the nursery.

Seeing Song Ci and his wife, Ah Rang's eyes were full of resentment, "You two are quite cool, just pat your butts and go to the banquet, leaving me alone to face the two children who are waiting to be fed."

Arang's Chinese is improving day by day, and he even knows the word "waiting for food".

Then she noticed that one of the straps of Song Ci's skirt was broken, and she hurriedly held it up with one hand. Arang raised the corner of her mouth with a playful expression, "Hey, it was quite intense."

Song Ci blushed and retorted to Arang: "What nonsense are you talking about? The quality of this skirt is not good and it's broken."

"Oh, this is the first time I've seen someone whose clothes were of such poor quality that they broke them in the middle of the suspenders." It's common sense to break them at the joints.

Arang glanced at Han Zhan and couldn't help but said: "I didn't realize you were so fierce."

Han Zhan saw Song Ci's face getting redder and redder. He hugged Song Ci into his arms and covered Song Ci's red face with his big hands. "Don't tease your sister-in-law."

Arang pouted.

"Spring is coming soon, and it's time for you to start a family and start a business. When I choose a suitable partner for you, I will marry you off." Han Zhan patted Arang on the shoulder and said, "Those who don't get married don't have anything to do with it." You can’t know the fun of a couple.”

Arang frowned unhappily when he heard the words 'get married'. It seems that in China, only girls can be considered 'get married'.

When Arang came to taste the meaning of Han Zhan's words and wanted to explain it to Han Zhan, Han Zhan had already entered the baby room with Song Ci in his arms.

The children's personal butler was still asleep and was putting sleeping bags on the children.

Seeing that Song Ci and Han Zhan were back, the housekeeper quickly tied the last few buttons of the sleeping bag, then stood up and whispered to Song Ci: "Miaomiao and Junjun have been crying at night and want you to tell stories. I will also coax them." If I couldn't hold them back, it was Arang who put them to sleep in the end."

"I didn't expect that Arang is quite good at coaxing children."

Song Ci nodded and said to the housekeeper: "You have worked hard today. You should go to bed early."

"Okay ma'am, good night sir."

"Good night."

After the housekeeper left, Song Ci took Han Zhan and sat down beside the children's bed. She stared at the sleeping faces of Miaomiao and Junjun and couldn't help but sigh: "I didn't expect that Arang could put them to sleep. .”

Han Zhan smiled and told Song Ci: "Arang has always been patient with children. I was not close to anyone when I was a child. He was the only one who successfully became my little friend because of his talkativeness and kindness."

"You don't know, Ajan's dream is to be the director of an orphanage and be a father to all the homeless children." Among Edward's four children, except for Oriana, the other three All received baptismal rites.

Cecilio killed his wet nurse, and Han Zhan pointed his gun at Edward, who threw him to the research room for torture. Agen, the only one who dropped his gun, knelt down and cried that he could not shoot. That person.

It was precisely because of his kindness and cowardice that he completely angered Edward and caused him to become lame in one leg.

Precisely because he knew how kind-hearted Arang was, Han Zhan wanted to give him a hand even after he knew that Arang had committed many crimes and was already trapped in hell.

"Being a father to everyone is a very rare ideal."

"Well, only those who are philanthropic can have such ideals." But the fraternity child had his wings broken by Edward, and was forced to become a killer with blood on his hands in captivity.

Arang didn't know that Han Zhan and Song Ci were discussing him. He had been working for more than 20 days in a row. Seeing that it was past ten o'clock, he didn't really want to deliver food.

Unable to sleep, and feeling a little hungry, Arang called Han Zhan.

Han Zhan answered the phone, "What to do?"

Ah Rang was sitting on the sofa in the lobby on the first floor eating an orange. While chewing the orange, he said, "I'll treat you to a supper, do you want to go?"

Han Zhan didn’t really want to go.

Arang said again: "Roast the whole lamb, do you want to eat it?"

Han Zhan, who loves meat, was instantly shaken. "I have to ask your sister-in-law for permission. I have to see if she agrees."

"Tighten the rules of the wife!"

Arang quickly hung up the phone.

Han Zhan walked into the bathroom and came to the edge of the bathtub. Song Ci seemed to be asleep with her eyes closed, unaware of Han Zhan's approach.

Han Zhan flicked Song Ci's forehead.

Song Ci quickly opened her eyes in pain, "What's wrong? Do you want to take a bath too?"

Han Zhan shook his head, "Arang called and asked me to go eat roasted whole lamb. Will you go?"

Song Ci wants to eat meat, but she doesn't want to gain weight.

Seeing that it was getting late, Song Ci refused, "You go ahead, I won't go, I want to take a beauty sleep."

"Okay, I'll ask Yan Jiang if they can go."

"good."

Han Zhan put on his coat and as soon as he got downstairs, Arang teased him: "Does your queen allow you to go out and be cool?"

Han Zhan: "That's what I call respecting her."

"cut."

"Let's go." Arang turned around and took two steps, then looked back at Han Zhan and said, "Do you own a McLaren? Black one?"

Han Zhan looked at him with a half-smile, "Yes." His voice paused, and when he met Arang's bright eyes, Han Zhan said again, "But I won't open it to you."

The light in Arang's eyes instantly went out.

"Cheapskate!"

Arang then drove his black and red Harley to blow up the streets.

Han Zhan stared at the fleeting exhaust gas, shook his head and laughed? He drove his Volvo and set off towards the barbecue restaurant while talking to Yan Jiang on the phone.

It was a high-end and private barbecue restaurant with a unique decoration. The walls were painted with various animals. Almost everything painted on the walls could be found on the menu.

Han Zhan parked his car in a row of BMW, Mercedes-Benz and Porsche luxury cars, and sent a message to Yan Jiang: [Where are you? 】

Yan Jiang: [Five minutes left. 】

Han Zhan waited for a moment and waited until Yan Jiang arrived before getting out of the car.

Because it was non-working hours, Han Zhan dressed particularly low-key. He wore the white panda sweater that Song Ci had knitted for him in the early years, a thick down jacket that was open outside, velvet warm pants under his feet, and a pair of Leather shoes, and a stylish *** hat on top of his head.

This hat was worn by Han Aoyu during his lifetime.

Han Zhan stood behind the car and watched Yan Jiang reverse the car into the garage. Because he was wearing thick clothes, the cold winter of the twelfth lunar month could not conquer him.

Yan Jiang got out of the car and looked up while putting on his glasses. After seeing Han Zhan's attire clearly, he couldn't help complaining, "You don't look like a domineering president at all."

Raising his hand and touching the hat on Han Zhan's head, Yan Jiang asked curiously, "Where did you get this?"

The last time Yan Jiang saw this thing was when he participated in a variety show many years ago. He went to the countryside to record a program and saw a bamboo weaver wearing it in the mountains.

Han Zhan opened Yan Jiang's hand and said, "Rich people show nobility no matter what they wear."

Yan Jiang was unable to refute Han Zhan.

He came directly from the bureau, and the two of them walked towards the store while chatting about the cases Yan Jiang encountered at work.

As soon as Han Zhan and Yan Jiang entered the store, they successfully attracted everyone's attention.

There is no other reason for this. Yan Jiang casually wears a casual suit and only wears a pair of chain glasses, which shows his great beauty. On the side, Han Zhan’s simple and warm hat and the cute and warm panda sweater under the down jacket have become the most cutting-edge matching items in the store.

Han Zhan was completely unaware of the gazes of those people. He walked in front, carrying Yan Jiang and walking towards the barbecue table next to him.

Arang took off his coat and put it on the chair. He was only wearing a green sweatshirt and was drinking wine while staring at the roasted whole lamb.

Seeing Han Zhan, Arang laughed at him: "I wanted to tell you to stop wearing that idiot hat. Look, everyone is looking at you."

Han Zhan: "Your sister-in-law said it was cold, so she asked me to find a hat to wear." But Han Zhan had few hats, and the only thing that kept him warm was the family hat.

Yan Jiang stared at Han Zhan's hat, laughing so hard that his shoulders were shaking, "It's really like a carrot and a trap. As fashionable as Song Song is, you will be as casual as you are."

Han Zhan sat down and waited for only a moment before feeling hot.

He took off his down jacket and hat and said, "This sheep is quite big. I only eat two pieces of meat."

Yan Jiang and Arang both looked at Han Zhan and asked, "Which two pieces?"

Han Zhan added slowly: "I want two front legs."

"get out!"

Yan Jiang threw a chopstick directly at Han Zhan, but Han Zhan caught it accurately.

Arang ordered the roasted whole lamb in advance, but he had to wait another half an hour for it to be cooked. Yan Jiang poured a glass of wine for Arang. When it was Han Zhan's turn, Yan Jiang asked him: "There is no wolfberry tea or wine here. Do you want to drink it?"

Han Zhan subconsciously asked: "Looking for a driver?"

"It's so late, there's no traffic police to check," Arang said.

Han Zhan immediately frowned, "That doesn't matter. As soon as I call, the traffic police will be on duty."

Yan Jiang and Arang both wanted to roll their eyes, so they could only say, "You must find a driver."

"Then have some."

Yan Jiang poured Han Zhan a glass of wine and asked him, "How's your drinking capacity?"

Arang was also a little curious.

Han Zhan said: "Massive."

"Yeah, I guess so."

But Han Zhan, who was shouting that he had a lot of wine, only drank three or four glasses of white wine, and he looked like a dog instead of a sheep.

According to Han Zhan's request, Ah Rang gave him a leg, but Han Zhan stared blankly at the leg and refused to eat anything.

Yan Jiang told him: "The front legs are tender, juicy and delicious."

Han Zhan shook his head solemnly and refused clearly: "I don't want to be fooled."

Arang and Yan Jiang: "."

Yan Jiang found it incredible. He asked Arang: "Is your brother drunk?"

Arang looked at Han Zhan suspiciously, took the lamb leg away from Han Zhan's plate, and took a bite himself. But Han Zhan stared at Arang's cheeks that kept moving and said, "Why are you so cruel? How can you eat dogs?"

Yan Jiang almost spit out a mouthful of tea.

Because he thought of the classic saying of the second female lead in a certain movie, ‘Rabbit is so cute, how can you eat rabbit! ’

Arang was sure that Han Zhan was drunk.

"Han Zhan."

Han Zhan looked at Arang blankly. "Huh?" The low violin sound, if you listen carefully, you can distinguish some confusion and obedience.

Yan Jiang had a gut feeling that Arang was going to punish Han Zhan, so he quickly turned on his cell phone camera and prepared to start filming.

Arang held the leg of lamb in his left hand and waved his right hand in front of Han Zhan.

Han Zhan: "Don't shake, I feel dizzy." He still spoke clearly and logically, and he didn't look like he was drunk at all.

Arang clicked his tongue, his face full of excitement.

"Han Zhan, who is your favorite?"

Han Zhan: “Grandpa and grandma!”

After thinking about it, he shook his head again and added: "Porcelain treasure, little ones." Han Zhan hasn't been drunk for a long time. The last time he was drunk was when he was disabled and had a chaotic meal. day.

When he was drunk, his thinking became a little slow.

Yan Jiang was shouting from the side, "The one you love most is not Song Ci. Be careful that Song Ci slaps you."

Han Zhan was stunned, then lowered his head and explained: "It's different, it's different. I have loved my grandparents for 29 years, and I have only loved Song Ci for three and a half years."

"I love them all."

Even though he was drunk, this guy still clearly remembered all the time.

Yan Jiang put away his teasing expression and said no more.

Arang added: "Tell me, how many women have you slept with?"

Yan Jiang was curious about this question and wanted to hear the answer, but was afraid that Han Zhan would make Song Ci go berserk if he told the answer. But Han Zhan said: "Just one. Grandpa said that it is amazing to only sleep with one person in her life. She slept with her from childhood to old age."

And he wants to be a great man.

Hearing this, Yan Jiang breathed a sigh of relief, and Arang had obviously expected this answer, so he was not surprised.

Agen asked again: "Cecilio Oriana or Agen, who do you like best?"

Han Zhan: "Arang."

Arang: "What's the bank card password?"

Han Zhan: "Industrial and Commercial Bank of China or China Construction Bank? Or Bank of China?"

Arang: "Which one has the most money?"

"China Construction Bank."

Arang: "Where's the password?"

Han Zhan closed his mouth.

Arang was unwilling to give in and asked him again: "Where is the password?"

Han Zhan suddenly squinted his sober-looking blue eyes, stared at Arang for a moment, and suddenly said: "As expected, what you love is not my person, but my property. I have been prepared for it a long time ago. I am I won’t tell you the password. Just give up, I’m a man you can’t afford to love.”

Arang was shocked.

He waved to Yan Jiang and said, "Don't record, don't record, it's boring."

Yan Jiang found this scene very interesting.

He sent the video to the family group on WeChat. Song Ci did not block the messages in the family group. When she heard the movement, she picked up her phone and took a look. After discovering that the video was taken by Yan Jiang and that the protagonist was her husband, Song Ci opened her eyes wider and opened the video to watch.

After reading it, Song Ci laughed a lot at Han Zhan's seemingly calm but confused look after being drunk, but she was really sleepy and fell asleep again soon after putting down her phone.

Han Zhan did not blush when he was drunk, nor did he make a fuss or fall asleep. He just sat quietly and ate quietly whatever Yan Jiang and Ah Rang handed him.

It's so cute and scary.

In the past, Han Zhan hardly drank alcohol and only tasted a few sips of red wine. At that time, I thought that Han Zhan, who was a soldier, was strict with himself.

Now he understood that Han Zhan must have known how cute he looked when drunk, and was afraid of being laughed at and taken advantage of, so he never drank.

Arang's stomach is particularly good at eating, especially when he encounters food he likes. He cut a piece of meat from his back and was about to eat it when he heard a noise of talking. It sounded like there were many young people.

Arang looked towards the entrance of the barbecue restaurant and saw a group of e-sports students wearing training uniforms walking into the barbecue restaurant. Their black and red training uniforms also had the words 'AK E-sports Club' printed on them.

Arang recognized this person's face at a glance, but he didn't know their names.

When everyone came in, Arang lowered his head when he didn't see the familiar woman. Suddenly, he heard a young e-sports player reminding loudly: "Manager, this table!"

Arang subconsciously raised his head and looked towards the door again.

Nan Yanyan walked in. Today she was unusually not wearing an OL skirt, instead she was wearing a motorcycle-style leather coat with a black turtleneck sweater underneath.

Light gray tight jeans wrapped around her sexy legs, and flat Roman boots made her legs appear straight.

She was holding a safety helmet in her left hand and holding her car keys on her right index finger as she strode out. During non-working hours, Nan Yanyan is handsome, chic and carefree.

Arang was unusually absent-minded.

Yan Jiang snapped his fingers and said, "Come back to your senses."

Arang came back to his senses, turned his head, lowered his head and continued eating.

Yan Jiang laughed at him: "Why, have you fallen in love with this girl?"

Arang: "Nothing. That's a trainee from an e-sports company. That woman is their manager. I often deliver food to them, so I'm familiar with her."

However, Yan Jiang saw through many things at a glance. He teased Arang ambiguously: "Looking at Wangdongcheng, AK E-Sports Team must not be the only one you have repeatedly delivered food to. Why can't I see you being in a daze to other female customers?"

Arang frowned and said nothing.

"If you like it, go for it!"

"Don't talk nonsense."

Arang put a piece of rib into Yanjiang's bowl, trying to stop his chatter.

At this moment, the waiter suddenly came over with a dinner plate. On the dinner plate were two glasses of fruit drinks designed by the store.

The waiter placed the drinks in front of Arang and Yan Jiang and only explained: "A lady asked me to give fruit juice to the gentlemen."

Arang subconsciously looked towards where the AK e-sports team was sitting and found Nan Yanyan holding up juice and smiling at him.

It was really a gift from Nan Yanyan.

Seeing the manager smiling in another direction, the team members all looked in the direction Nan Yanyan was looking. Everyone was excited when they saw it. It turned out to be the little delivery boy, and sitting at the same table with the delivery boy were Yan Jiang, an artist who was once famous for half the world, and Han Zhan!

As expected of the delivery boy who became a hot topic on the first day of his tenure because he drove a Harley to deliver food. The friends he met were also big names.

Nan Yanyan stood up directly and walked towards Arang amidst the laughter of the team members. "What a coincidence, we can meet here. Meeting is fate. I'll treat you to a drink."

Arang tried his best to squeeze out a smile, "What a coincidence, you didn't train tonight?"

Nan Yanyan said: "It's the Chinese New Year. Some of these children are from out of town and have to go back early, so they simply took the annual leave. What about you?"

Arang explained calmly: "I'm just tired and want to rest."

"It's also a good thing to take a break and take a break. I see you're working too hard delivering food every night."

Arang: "No way, I have to work hard."

Nan Yanyan had always thought that Arang's family was in poor condition and he needed to earn money in emergencies. But after seeing him eating with Yan Jiang and Han Zhan, Nan Yanyan knew that she was wrong.

This is basically a rich man who dislikes the boring life and goes out to deliver food to experience work.