Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

Song Ci looked at Ah Rang like this and actually felt a little sorry for him. However, she suddenly thought of the incident when Ah Rang threw her into the sea when they first met, and she immediately gave up the pity in her heart.

This is not a child worthy of sympathy.

Song Ci comforted Arang: "Don't worry, just open your heart and fall in love. When you get married, your brother and I will give you a big red envelope!"

Arang's eyes lit up, "How big is it? Is it as big as nine digits?"

Asking for 100 million, Song Ci laughed angrily at Ah Rang, "It's still nine figures. Do you think your brother's money fell from the sky? Come on, hurry up, I don't want to see you."

Disliked by Song Ci, Ah Rang stood up from the wooden floor, patted his butt and left.

Song Ci spent a few days knitting Han Zhan's sweater. Han Zhan had a dinner party that night and would not be back until very late. After putting the children to sleep, Song Ci went to practice violin for two hours. Still not sleepy, she turned on the TV and watched a movie.

At about 10:40, Han Zhan finally came back.

He got off the car and subconsciously looked up in the direction of the master bedroom. He was a little surprised to see that the lights were still on in the master bedroom.

Ci Bao hasn’t slept yet?

"Brother Long, it's getting late. Let's stay here tonight." Rooms were prepared for Long Yu and Da She in the manor. Occasionally, if they sent Han Zhan back too late, they would stay directly in the manor.

Hearing this, Long Yu was not polite to Han Zhan, "Okay!" He rubbed his stomach and said, "I want to eat a bowl of noodles, I'm a little hungry."

"What a coincidence, I'm hungry too."

Han Zhan took Long Yu to the kitchen. The cook was still awake and was preparing breakfast for tomorrow morning. Seeing Han Zhan and Long Yu walking into the kitchen, the cook rushed to greet them, "Sir, Mr. Long, are you hungry? If you want something to eat, I'll make it for you!"

Han Zhan turned around and asked Long Yu: "What do you want to eat?"

"Is there beef? I want to eat beef noodles."

Han Zhan asked the cook, "Is there any?"

"Yes, how many portions can you make?" the cook asked Han Zhan.

Han Zhan said: "Wait a minute." Han Zhan called Song Ci and asked her if she wanted to come down and have a bowl of noodles. Song Ci was very strict about body control and would never eat late night snacks.

"I won't eat. You eat first. I'll wait for you to go back to your room and go to bed. By the way, I prepared a small gift for you."

"What is it?" Han Zhan's curiosity was aroused.

"You'll know when you come here. Keep it a secret first." After Song Ci hung up the phone, Han Zhan told the cook: "Just make three portions and give one to the second young master." The second young master is the servant of the family who treats Arang title.

But the cook said: "The second young master hasn't returned yet."

"Then two."

"okay!"

Long Yu and Han Zhan went to the restaurant to wait for supper. After pulling out their chairs and sitting down, Han Zhan picked up his phone and chatted with Song Ci on WeChat. Long Yu asked Han Zhan: "Arang hasn't come back so late and is still delivering food?"

Han Zhan: "He is in love. I don't know if he is delivering food tonight or in love."

"Arang is in love?" Long Yu felt a little envious in his heart. Why are the older ones and younger ones in love, but no one likes him?

Seeing Long Yu's envy, Han Zhan laughed at him: "What, you want to fall in love too?"

Long Yu chuckled, blushing and said, "We are so old and rough, how can we find a partner?" Long Yu's family was poor. He didn't join the army to serve the country, he just wanted to join the army and make a living. .

He was almost thirty when he retired from the army. Although he had a savings, it was still not easy to find a wife in the city. Later, when he started working with Han Zhan, Long Yu had a heavy workload and had no time to find a partner.

Han Zhan stared at Long Yu, thought for a moment, and suddenly said: "From now on, we will organize several dating meetings every year for you to find a partner. It's okay to be single all the time."

Long Yu smiled and had no hope for this.

The beef noodles were cooked. Han Zhan quickly ate a bowl of noodles and returned to the room immediately. Song Ci was browsing Weibo. When she heard Han Zhan's footsteps, she said without raising her head: "The gift is in the dressing room."

Han Zhan turned around and went to the locker room. He saw an exquisite clothing box on the island table where the jewelry box was placed. Han Zhan opened the clothing box and saw a warm gray turtleneck sweater.

The corners of his lips curled up, and he quickly picked up the sweater and looked at it carefully. This time the sweater has no pattern, but Song Ci used dark blue wool to hook the word "porcelain" on the hem.

Han Zhan quickly took off his suit and put his sweater on outside his shirt.

Song Ci knew Han Zhan's body measurements well, and the sweater he knitted naturally fit him perfectly. Han Zhan walked out of the dressing room quickly and happily said to Song Ci: "The sweater looks very good and fits well. Thank you Ci Bao."

Song Ci's expression was a little serious, and he didn't know what he saw on Weibo. Hearing this, she put down her phone and looked up at Han Zhan. Seeing that the sweater fit him well, and the warm gray sweater also matched Han Zhan well, Song Ci smiled.

"I'm afraid the color of this sweater doesn't suit you, but it seems to work well."

"I like it." Han Zhan repeatedly expressed his love for this sweater.

He turned and returned to the locker room, took out his mobile phone and took several straight man-style selfies, and then sent them to the head of the public relations department, asking him to put these photos on the official Weibo account of Zeus International.

After receiving the order, the minister, who was planning to sleep, quickly sat on the bedside, edited a text, and posted the photos on Weibo.

Zeus International V: [Congratulations to the boss for winning a handmade sweater from the landlady, attached picture.jpg. 】

Han Zhan really wanted to sleep in a sweater, but there was a heater at home, and sleeping in a sweater would make him sweat, so he had no choice but to take off his clothes.

After taking a bath, Han Zhan put on his pajamas and lay on the bed. When he found that Song Ci was still asleep, he turned around and hugged Song Ci into his arms. "why are not you sleeping?"

Song Ci said: "Han Zhan, Du Xueyan is awake."

Han Zhan was a little surprised, "Are you awake? When did you wake up?"

"Just today."

"It's good. It's a good thing to wake up."

Song Ci turned over in Han Zhan's arms. Her palms followed Han Zhan's pajamas, got into his clothes, and gently pressed against Han Zhan's chest.

It was very warm inside. Song Ci touched it and said, "I want to see her. After all, that disaster was caused by me. Du Xueyan lost Gu Shengyao, and I feel guilty."

Han Zhan had no objection to this. He said, "But I don't have time to accompany you." He was very busy during this time. The company's affairs were almost settled, but he still had to meet some important dignitaries and send them happy birthdays.

Even though he has firmly established himself as the richest man, he must not miss any of the elders he should visit.

Song Ci said: "It doesn't matter if I go alone. If you are worried, just ask Long Yu or Da Shen to accompany me."

"Then let's go to Long Yu."

"good."

-

The news that Du Xueyan finally regained consciousness was like a hurricane, and it quickly became a hot topic on Weibo.

Du Xueyan's Instagram has not been updated for a long time. The last update was in February this year. That was when she reposted an update from the crew of "Le Mad".

But at 10:50 this evening, there was finally a new update on Du Xueyan’s Instagram.

Shirley: [You have to die once to know how valuable something is. 】

Shirley is Du Xueyan's English name. Her update on Instagram has also been a hot search on Instagram. Du Xueyan is a global singer and has a terrifying number of fans abroad.

Tonight, the whole world is welcoming the return of singer Du Xueyan.

The next morning, Song Ci and Long Yu took a plane to leave China and rush to the United States. It’s snowing in New York City too, even more so than in East City. Long Yu drove the car very slowly to prevent the wheels from splashing snow and wet the clothes of passers-by.

Song Ci sat in the car, pursed her lips, and looked solemn. When she meets Du Xueyan later, how should she mention Gu Shengyao to her?

Thinking of Gu Shengyao, Song Ci felt a wave of discomfort and regret in her heart. Such a young person was affected by her and passed away.

Long Yu parked the car in front of the nursing home. "Madam, we're here." Long Yu looked around and said, "There are reporters."

There were some people standing outside the nursing home. These people were holding cameras and wearing down jackets and hats. They were indeed dressed as reporters. Song Ci's eyes quickly swept over those people, and she said, "It doesn't matter, it's okay if you get photographed."

After putting on his hat, Song Ci picked up the umbrella in the car and said, "You stay in the car, I'll come when I go."

"Okay ma'am."

Song Ci opened the car door and walked out, held up a black umbrella, and walked in casually. This is a high-end sanatorium, and registration is required for entry and exit. Song Ci was only let in after registration.

When she walked into the nursing home, her eyes were taken away by the white snow in the courtyard.

The courtyard was full of trees, and the snow was almost crushing the branches. Du Xueyan was sitting in a wheelchair, admiring the snow in the courtyard. She was wearing a purple coat and a wool blanket on her legs. The person accompanying her was not a caregiver, but an acquaintance.

That's Count Ace.

Reynolds.

Reynold Ace was bending down to talk to Du Xueyan, his expression was rare and gentle. Song Ci lived in Count Ace's manor for a while, and in his impression, Count Ace had always been a somewhat neurotic man.

Sometimes he is happy, sometimes he is sinister.

When he was happy, he always smiled when he spoke. At that time, Su Qingjia would pester him for candy. But when he was in a bad mood, he would exude a kind of indifference that would repel people thousands of miles away. At that time, Su Qingjia would not dare to approach him.

But Earl Ace was looking at Du Xueyan with a look that looked at a treasure at this moment.

Han Zhan had already told Song Ci that Count Ace was Du Xueyan's biggest fan. So after learning that the idol is awake, are the die-hard fans impatient to come and meet the idol?

This is fast enough!

Earl Ace first noticed Song Ci's arrival. He raised his eyes slightly and saw Song Ci standing under a tree, holding an umbrella and wearing a long red woolen coat. He curved his lips and smiled at her.

"Mrs. Han."

That gorgeous voice is indeed Count Ace.

Song Ci came back to her senses, nodded in agreement, and then approached the two people holding an umbrella.

Du Xueyan immediately raised her head and saw Song Ci walking towards her quickly. She smiled weakly and said to her, "You are the first friend in the country who flew over to see me." They were also considered friends.

Song Ci squatted down in front of Du Xueyan, and she stared at Du Xueyan's beautiful face. After lying in bed for almost a year, Du Xueyan lost a lot of weight. There was not much flesh on her cheeks, and her cheekbones were exposed. But Du Xueyan is still beautiful.

Song Ci told Duo Xueyan: "I came to see you when you were still unconscious."

"I know."

Song Ci was a little surprised, "You actually know?" This is surprising.

Du Xueyan told Song Ci: "I have always been conscious, but I just couldn't wake up." The doctor said that she subconsciously refused to wake up.

"Then why are you willing to wake up now?" Song Ci's tone was full of curiosity.

Du Xueyan did not explain, but Count Ace behind her showed an embarrassed expression.

Song Ci then stood up and looked up at Count Ace. "Count Ace, I never thought we could meet here again."

The embarrassment on Earl Ace's face faded away. He smiled elegantly and said, "If you want to meet me, you can meet him anywhere."

"That's true." Looking at Count Ace's hands resting on the wheelchair, Song Ci smiled and said, "Count Ace, you are indeed Xue Yan's biggest fan."

Earl Ace just smiled and did not refute this.

Du Xueyan suddenly turned around and said to Earl Ace: "Mr. Earl, please go back first. My friend is here. I want to chat with my friend for a while."

Although Du Xueyan really didn't want to leave Du Xueyan, Du Xueyan issued an eviction order, and Earl Ace couldn't stay here shamelessly, so he could only leave in three steps.

As soon as Earl Ace left, Song Ci told Du Xueyan: "That guy is your biggest fan. He is from Italy. Han Zhan and I lived in his house for a while. This guy specially made Le Chi a fan of yours." Edit the footage and watch it again and again.”

"This is just an illegitimate fan."

Song Ci was worried and had to remind Du Xueyan: "Du Xueyan, Count Ace is a very evil person. In Europe, everyone calls him a madman. When he goes crazy, he is very cruel, so you have to be careful."

As soon as Du Xueyan woke up yesterday, Count Ace was standing beside her bed.

Du Xueyan knew nothing about Earl Ace at first, but last night Du Xueyan also checked some information about Earl Ace and roughly learned about Earl Ace.

Since Song Ci can say this, it means that the rumors about Count Ace are all true.

Du Xueyan couldn't help but have a headache for a while.

Du Xueyan asked Song Ci a question, she said: "Song Ci, do you think a person who has been sleeping for many years will suddenly wake up and become a big fan of a certain idol?"

Still pretty crazy.

Song Ci thought about it carefully and said, "I don't know if others can do it, but I definitely can't." Song Fei can't do it either. After waking up after sleeping for many years, she was busy meeting her relatives and making up for the knowledge she had lost in the past few years. She had no time to chase stars and watch movies.

Du Xueyan: "Neither can I." She asked again: "Then do you think a lunatic like Count Ace can do it?"

Song Ci thought for a while and finally said: "You also said that Count Ace is a psychopath. If they are a psychopath, we cannot use normal people's thinking to speculate on their behavior."

Du Xueyan laughed. "You're still so funny when you talk."

Song Ci also laughed sheepishly. Smiling, she thought of Gu Shengyao, and Song Ci suddenly stopped laughing.

Seeing Song Ci suddenly stop smiling, Du Xueyan couldn't help but ask: "Are you unhappy?"

"There is something I want to make clear to you."

"Um?"

"Actually, that explosion was planned by someone. That racist man was planned to do such a thing. And the person behind it was me who really wanted to be arrested."

"Du Xueyan, you are the one who was affected. And Gu Shengyao was also the one who died innocently because of my influence."

"I'm sorry for you."

After Song Ci finished speaking, he lowered his head in shame.

Du Xueyan didn't say anything, just looked at her with particularly deep eyes.

Song Ci felt uneasy. She slowly raised her head and met Du Xueyan's complicated eyes. Song Ci's heart felt like it was stabbed by a sharp thorn, and it hurt sharply. "do you hate me?"

Du Xueyan shook her head, "I hate what you did. I was also responsible for that accident. That man, he really came for me at the time, and he really wanted to kill me."

"I can only say that those people died because of you and me. It's the two of us who should be guilty, not you alone. And Gu Shengyao." Du Xueyan's heart overflowed at the mention of Gu Shengyao. Blood comes.

It hurt so much that she could hardly straighten her back.

"Gu Shengyao, he is my lover." Snowflakes fell on the top of Du Xueyan's head, and a few drops melted into Du Xueyan's eyes. Du Xueyan shed tears and choked up and said: "When he was alive, I didn't take our feelings seriously. When he died, I thought that I would never see him again, and no one would be cruel to me anymore. , I feel so uncomfortable.”

"Song Ci, after I dumped Han Zhan, I thought I would never fall in love with another man again. Only now do I realize how naive my thoughts were at that time, and how stupid I was before."

"Gu Shengyao has been by my side since eleven years ago. In the first few years in the United States, we had a very difficult time. In order to become famous, some artists would send themselves to other men's beds as pets. Lover. Only I, under the protection of Gu Shengyao, have always been clean."

"I thought everything was natural at that time. Later, when I thought back to the first few years when I came to the United States, I realized how much Gu Shengyao had secretly sacrificed to protect me."

"Gu Shengyao is dead, Song Ci. No one in this world will like me as much as he did." Du Xueyan held Song Ci's hand tightly with both hands and cried so hard that she pressed her forehead against Song Ci's. On the back of the hand.

"Song Ci, no one in this world really loves me."

Her father has a new wife and just gave birth to a baby brother a few months ago.

The mother who loved her was long dead.

Gu Shengyao, who loved her, also died to protect her.

Obviously she is a global movie queen with countless true fans, but she just feels so lonely, so alone.

"Song Ci, what should I do?"

Song Ci never expected that one day, her love rival Du Xueyan, who was as proud and powerful as the queen, would hold her hand and cry against the back of her hand until her heart broke.

Song Ci looked at Du Xueyan blankly, looking at her shoulders that kept shaking, and felt bad in her heart. "Du Xueyan, cheer up. You are the woman Gu Shengyao wanted to save even at the risk of her life. You have all his love. You must not give up on yourself."

Du Xueyan cried even harder.

Earl Ace was standing in the dean's office upstairs. He stood at the window, looking down at Du Xueyan who was broken down and crying. The pain in his heart was dense, one after another.

It was very cold outside, and Du Xueyan's hands were already cold. Song Ci was worried that Du Xueyan would catch a cold, so she sent her back to the ward.

Du Xueyan can also walk on her own, but she is still weak and walking will be very tiring. She got into bed with Song Ci's help and rested against the head of the bed.

After crying, Du Xueyan's mood calmed down a lot.

Seeing that it was getting dark, Du Xueyan said to Song Ci, "Where will you stay tonight?"

Song Ci: "Hotel."

"It's getting dark soon. You should go back first. The later it gets, the colder it gets."

Song Ci hadn't eaten yet, and Long Yu was still waiting outside, so she stood up and said goodbye, "I'll go back tomorrow night, and I'll come see you again tomorrow. Is there anything you need me to bring?"

Du Xueyan thought for a while and said, "Please bring me two new sets of underwear and two more sets of clothes. I plan to leave the hospital." There were too many people in the nursing home and there were reporters outside. Du Xueyan didn't like it. .

"Well."

As soon as Song Ci left, Earl Ace came back.

When he came, he was carrying a food box in his hand, which contained soft boiled corn mush. Earl Ace placed the polenta paste in a small bowl on the small table, "It will make you feel better if you eat something. This is rotten, your stomach can digest it."

Du Xueyan especially likes to eat cornstarch, especially with some sugar. Du Xueyan stared at the bowl of corn mush, with a strange look in her eyes. She suddenly raised her head and stared at Count Ace's handsome and pale face, thoughtfully.

"Eat it while it's hot." Count Ace noticed Du Xueyan's gaze and remained calm.

Du Xueyan picked up the spoon and found that the cornstarch was not hot, so she ate the cornmeal. Earl Ace was sitting aside, watching her tenderly.

Du Xueyan felt full after eating six or seven mouthfuls of porridge. She put down her spoon and suddenly said: "Are you my fan?"

Earl Ace nodded hurriedly, "Well, I'm your fan."

Du Xueyan said: "Illegitimate fan?"

Earl Ace was stunned for a moment before saying, "No, I just really like you, but I'm not an illegitimate fan."

"They're all chasing me to my ward. If they're not bastard fans, what are they?" Du Xueyan said with a cold face, "I hate bastard fans the most."

Earl Ace didn't say anything, but he didn't leave either. He was like a piece of candy, stuck with Du Xueyan.

Du Xueyan looked at him deeply and suddenly said: "Don't come tomorrow, I want to go out."

Earl Ace frowned subconsciously, disapproving of Du Xueyan's approach. "What are you going to do? Your body is not suitable for going out right now."

Du Xueyan said: "I want to worship my husband."

Earl Ace froze. ".husband?"

Du Xueyan: "Yeah."

Earl Ace stared at Du Xueyan and asked with a subtle expression: "Are you married? Who is your husband?"

Du Xueyan: "My agent, Gu Shengyao."

A firework suddenly exploded in Earl Ace's heart, and his whole body was about to explode. "Gu Shengyao is your husband. When did you get married?"

Du Xueyan: "It's none of your business."

Earl Ace took a deep breath, stood up, and walked out of the ward unsteadily. He came outside and took a few deep breaths of cold air, but the throbbing in his chest still couldn't calm down.

Du Xueyan regards Gu Shengyao as her husband!

Earl Ace suddenly smiled.