Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

When Arang heard the clerk's words, he naturally wouldn't refuse stupidly. He could save a lot of money, which was considered a lot of money.

He looked fierce just now, but immediately showed an innocent and cute smile to the clerk, "Ah, is it true? Thank you, Miss!"

The clerk who was called young lady stared at Arang's cute smile, and his heart was suddenly shot, and his heart beat slightly faster. She thought to herself: This handsome brother just beat up a woman, it must be because that woman did something wrong! Haven’t you heard, it was that woman who stole the handsome brother’s girlfriend’s ex-boyfriend first?

The young lady is so unprincipled. For Yangou, appearance is justice!

After paying the bill, Nan Yanyan put the watch on Arang. Walking to a stone platform next to a fountain in the mall and sitting down, Nan Yanyan told Arang: "Lu Qingqing is the woman who is the director of Wangdong TV station. If you beat her today, she will remember her revenge and she will not stop."

Arang stared at the watch on his hand and said, "I'm not an artist or a media worker. It doesn't matter to me that his father is the director of a TV station. You can't be the director of a TV station and extend your hands to the food delivery industry, right?"

Nan Yanyan was also amused by Arang, "That's not the case."

It was getting late, so after leaving the mall, the two said goodbye. Arang returned home on his motorcycle and saw Han Jun and Han Miao crying. They were crying and making trouble and refused to take a bath and wanted to play with a ball.

Han Zhan has not returned from working overtime, and Song Ci and the housekeeper are coaxing the sisters. Song Ci said: "Then let's go to bed after taking a bath and play ball tomorrow?" It was already half past nine. They had to take a bath, listen to stories and then go to bed.

Han Miao shook his head violently, "Not good!"

Han Jun said: "Mom is lying, so I have to play now!"

Song Ci's brain ached.

Arang stood in the distance and watched the excitement for a moment. When Song Ci was really helpless, he walked over and snatched the ball from Han Miao's arms.

Suddenly realizing that the ball in her arms was missing, Han Miao suddenly stopped crying. With tears still hanging on her face, she raised her head, stared at Arang, and said with a choked voice: "Uncle, you steal my ball!"

Han Jun stopped crying, but still stared at Arang who had stolen their ball with a confused expression.

Arang put the ball at his feet and stepped on the ball in front of Han Miao and Han Jun. He used his skill and force, and the ball was crushed by him!

With a bang, the ball exploded!

Han Miao and Han Jun were so frightened that neither of them dared to cry or make trouble.

Arang stared at the two little guys with a dull face, and said in a cold tone: "The ball is a toy, and mom is the elder. If you don't listen to mom, you won't have toys! How can a big fart change the world?"

Arang kicked the useless ball far away.

When Han Miao and Han Jun saw this scene, they did not dare to cry. They could only look at the direction where the ball disappeared aggrievedly.

They subconsciously moved towards Song Ci's legs and moved to Song Ci's side. They quickly hugged Song Ci's legs and whispered: "Mom, let's take a bath."

Song Ci was also frightened by Arang's saucy operation. She was a little surprised to find that this operation was very effective for her two children. She handed the children to the housekeeper, "Okay, let's take them to take a bath. They won't make trouble anymore."

The two housekeepers quickly carried the ladies to take a shower, but Han Miao and Han Jun did not dare to resist any longer.

After they left, Song Ci humbly asked Arang for advice: "Aren't you afraid that if you kick the ball and they won't let you go?"

Arang glanced at Song Ci inscrutably, and said, "Some children are suitable for orthodox education with precepts and deeds, while some children are obviously more suitable for violent iron-blooded education. These two guys in your family obviously don't like your gentleness." A set.”

Song Ci was silent and thinking about Arang's words. She couldn't help but ask, "Did Edward treat you like this when you were children?"

Arang was stunned for a moment, curled his lips with an unnatural expression, turned around and left.

Song Ci stared at his back, feeling sad.

Arang went around to another room, picked up the small leather ball that had become a piece of waste, and returned to the room with it. He fiddled with it for a while and found that the ball could not be repaired, so he had to secretly buy a ball that was the same as the previous one.

The next morning, when Han Miao and Han Jun woke up and saw Arang coming to the restaurant for dinner, they were both angry but dared not speak. "Uncle." When they called him, their voices were as low as mosquitoes.

Arang looked at the two of them for a moment, and then took out the ball hidden behind his back.

"Dang-dang-dang!"

Seeing that they were familiar with rubber ball toys, Han Miao and Han Jun's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Ball!" Han Miao ran up to Arang with his fat body, hugged the ball, then glanced at Arang timidly, and shouted again: "Uncle." This uncle's voice was louder. Less, the tone is much more lively, not as rigid as before.

Han Jun stood next to his sister and asked Arang: "Uncle, Qiuqiu has been repaired."

"Well, uncle fixed it for you."

"Uncle is awesome!"

The two girls held the ball and ran to the lawn outside the manor to play football.

Song Ci was doing yoga on another lawn and saw that the children had gotten a new ball. She turned back with joy and saw Arang standing at the gate in front of the restaurant, staring at the sisters with a gentle expression.

She smiled.

Arang may not be a good person, but he will definitely be a good father.

After Han Zhan finished his morning exercise, he went to take a shower. He put on a formal suit and walked out of the elevator. When he saw Arang standing under the door, he asked him, "Have you had breakfast?"

Arang shook his head, "No."

"Then together."

The brothers sat down together. Han Zhan noticed that Arang was wearing a short-sleeved T-shirt today. He couldn't help asking: "Wearing short-sleeved shirts now, are you not afraid of the cold? Be careful of catching a cold. I have children at home, so don't pass it on to the little one."

Han Zhan is a worried old father. He is worried about Arang and the children who will be affected by Arang.

Ah Rang deliberately stretched out his left hand to get the Cantonese-style dry steamer. As he moved, a blue light flashed into Han Zhan's sight. Han Zhan stared at Arang's left wrist and asked with some confusion: "Did you buy a new watch?"

This watch doesn't look cheap either. How could Arang, a fussy guy, be willing to buy such an expensive thing?

Arang said: "Yanyan gave it to me."

Han Zhan smelled the sweet smell of love. He frowned slightly and warned Arang seriously: "As a man, you cannot accept such expensive gifts from girls. Have you bought her a gift?"

Arang quickly explained: "Yesterday I took her to eat in Shenxiang, went to the mall to buy shoes, and I even proposed to her. She insisted on giving me this watch."

Han Zhan kept nodding, but when he heard Arang say that he proposed to Nan Yanyan, Han Zhan was stunned. "Did you propose to Nan Yanyan?"

"Um."

He was surprised for a while and then asked: "She agreed?"

"Um."

Arang swallowed a dry steamer and suddenly turned around and asked Han Zhan: "Hoff, when are you free? I want you to meet Nan Yanyan's parents. After all, the proposal is coming, and the parents of both parties should also meet."

Whether in China or Italy, at this time, parents should get to know each other.

Han Zhan looked at him deeply and asked thoughtfully: "Why did you suddenly think of proposing to her?" He was worried that Arang's proposal to Nan Yanyan was just for fun.

Arang thought for a while and then said: "I don't know, but when I heard her talking about breaking up the night before, I actually..." Arang stared at the breakfast on the plate and murmured in a low voice: "I will be scared too. "

Hearing this, Han Zhan felt relieved. "You would be afraid of breaking up with her, so why don't you just get engaged to her and be tied to her?"

"That's right!" Arang grinned at Han Zhan and said, "When I proposed yesterday, I was so nervous, worried that she would shake her head and refuse. She really agreed, and my hands were shaking at the time."

Han Zhan was really relieved. "I'll go back and ask my secretary about my schedule. I'll let you know in advance when I'm free."

"good."

When Arang was full, he put down his knife and fork and prepared to rinse his mouth again. There is a washroom behind the restaurant on the first floor. Arang was halfway through brushing his teeth when he suddenly remembered something. He walked out of the washroom with his toothbrush between his teeth and said to Han Zhan from a distance: "By the way, I left the TV station yesterday." The elder daughter was given a beating."

Han Zhan put down his chopsticks silently, turned around and asked Arang: "Are you disabled?"

"It's not like I just used high heels to break the skin on her head."

Han Zhan thought about that scene for a while, and looked at Arang with a strange look. "You, a man, used your high heels to grab a girl's hair and hit her, and even broke her skin?"

That scene makes the girls moan.

"No, that's San'er who robbed Yanyan's ex-boyfriend. She met Yanyan yesterday and was told by Yanyan that she wanted to hit Yanyan. Hey, I have such a bad temper, how can I tolerate others hitting her? My woman! Then of course I have to fight back!"

Arang held up his toothbrush as if he was holding yesterday's high-heeled shoe, telling Han Zhan vividly what happened yesterday.

Han Zhan was so happy that his shoulders were shaking with laughter.

When Song Ci entered the room, he happened to see Arang performing to the point where he stood in front of Lu Qingqing and threatened Lu Qingqing. Song Ci pulled up a chair and sat down. When Arang finished speaking, she and Han Zhan applauded Arang.

After applauding, Song Ci gave Arang a thumbs up and said, "Ahrang bravely protected his girlfriend, well done!"

Ah Rang shook his shoulders and said, "Next time I meet her ex-boyfriend, I'll beat her up!"

"You are so happy." Song Ci poked a piece of steamed rice with her chopsticks. She smiled and asked Arang: "If that girl turns around and complains to her father, and her father is targeting you, what should you do?"

After saying that, Song Ci took a bite of the steamed rice cake.

Hearing this question, Arang looked at Han Zhan and said matter-of-factly: "My brother is supporting me, isn't it?"

It's time for Han Zhan to show off.

Han Zhan stood up, picked up the suit jacket behind him and put it on his arm. He looked at Ah Rang seriously and said, "Comrade Ah Rang, I will always be your strongest supporter. If anyone wants to bully you, as long as you are reasonable, I will definitely protect you!"

Arang rubbed the goosebumps on his body, waved his hand and said, "Shut up!"

He brushed his teeth and took Han Zhan's car to the company. On the way, Han Zhan asked him: "Why don't you drive your motorcycle? Don't you have to deliver food at night?"

Arang shook his head and said, "I won't be delivering takeout tonight. I have something to do tonight."

"What to do?"

Arang said: "I have a lot of money in my hand, and I want to find a piece of land to build an orphanage."

Han Zhan patted him on the shoulder and said, "Just tell me what you need."

Arang immediately hit the snake on the stick and said, "I am short of money."

Han Zhan suddenly became deaf and couldn't hear anything.

Arang curled his lips, "You must be stingy!"

When he arrived at the company, Han Zhan entered the office and stopped in front of the secretary's desk. The secretary had just walked out of Han Zhan's office. She had arrived at the company at six in the morning and had just organized the piles of documents on his desk for Han Zhan.

The secretary quickly stood up and bent down to say hello: "Mr. Han, good morning."

"Katie, please report on my recent trip."

The secretary was like a computer. She accurately reported Han Zhan's schedule for the past four days without having to look through the itinerary records.

Every trip is very important and cannot be scheduled. Han Zhan told his secretary: "Don't make any arrangements for me this Saturday night. I have a private schedule."

"Okay Mr. Han."

As soon as Han Zhan left, the secretary made a mark on the schedule to prevent mistakes.

The assistant followed Han Zhan into the room. He told Han Zhan: "The first batch of students sent to the aerospace school for further study will return to Wangdong City next week. Does Mr. Han need to greet them in person?"

Han Zhan's mind was a little wandering.

Will all the first batch of astronauts sent out come back after completing their studies? He remembered that when he sent them there, he and Song Ci had just met. In the blink of an eye, three years have passed.

"want."

Han Zhan asked again: "Have you fulfilled your promise to give them a house as a gift?"

"It has been implemented. It is located in Building 1 of Zeus Real Estate. It is in the same building as the elite backbone of Zeus International."

"Well, that's no problem."

"And one more thing."

"explain."

The assistant said with a smile on his face: "Mr. Long, the leader of the KT Consortium, called last night to say that he wanted to take a female companion to space. He plans to propose to her in space."

"Longzhize?" That guy is over thirty and it's time to get married.

"Yes. It's Mr. Long."

"Which family's daughter is his girlfriend?"

However, the assistant's answer was unexpected, "She is not a daughter of a famous family, but a Chinese woman whose profession is an embalmer."

Han Zhan:?

He suspected that he had heard wrongly.

"Encoffiant?" His expression was rarely surprised.

The assistant felt as incredible as Han Zhan. "Yes, he is an embalmer." An embalmer is a person who makes up and dresses the dead. No one expected that Long Zhize would find such a wife.

Han Zhan was immediately in awe of Long Zhize. After all, he will be a ruthless person who will be touched by a woman who has been touching the skin of dead people for a long time!

"Mr. Long is here. Please inform me. I want to get to know his wife."

"Okay Mr. Han."

After the assistant left, Han Zhan kept thinking about this matter and felt that he could not keep such gossip to himself, so he told Song Ci about it. Song Ci also felt strange after hearing this.

She told Han Zhan: [Long Zhize is here, remember to take me with you. 】

Han Zhan: [Must have it. 】

Song Ci didn't look back at Dongcheng for a long time. Several ladies invited her to have lunch.

As Han Zhan's wife and the former number one socialite, Song Ci must be responsible for diplomacy.

Considering that she was only going to have lunch and not attend a dance, Song Ci walked around the dressing room, finally picked a classic Chanel dress, put on a white hat, and went to the banquet with her bag.

Miaomiao and Junjun have early childhood education class this morning, and the teacher has already arrived. Seeing her mother dressed up beautifully, Han Miao pointed at her and said, "Pretty girl!"

Song Ci blushed when Han Miao praised her.

She couldn't help but look sad as she stared at Han Miao's fat body, which was getting more and more on par with Su Qingjia's. She told Han Miao's housekeeper again: "Pay attention to Miaomiao's diet. She can't get fat anymore."

Although children are cute when they are fat, they are prone to side effects when they are overweight.

The butler responded perfunctorily.

Song Ci was not sure whether the housekeeper had listened to her words. She looked at him deeply and said, "If you can't control the health of the young lady, then naturally someone else will take your place. "

She was saying this not only to the housekeeper, but also to the other servants. Song Ci rarely treated his servants so seriously, but sometimes, being blindly kind would only make them push forward.

Hearing this, not only the housekeeper was cheered up, but also the early childhood education teacher straightened his shoulders. The housekeeper nodded hurriedly and said, "I will strictly control the young lady's diet."

"Well, thank you for your hard work."

After Song Ci left, the housekeeper and early education teachers looked at each other and put away their fun.

Song Ci is a pilot. She is used to flying airplanes. When she took the test for a manual transmission driver's license, she always failed. In the end, I had no choice but to take the manual transmission test.

After a car accident a few years ago, Song Ci has always been afraid of driving. Fortunately, the appearance of Aoyu No. 1 solved Song Ci's fear of driving.

Song Ci opened Aoyu No. 1, located the address, and let Aoyu No. 1 drive by itself while she sat in the car and read the gossip news on her mobile phone. When she was scrolling through her circle of friends, she saw a message.

Her friend Zheng Suyue said in the circle of friends: [I met Dong Yang today. I really didn’t expect that she, who was so good at painting Chinese paintings, would become a magic stick. 】

Song Ci was shocked by this circle of friends.

Although Song Ci was not familiar with Dong Yang, he still knew about him.

The year Song Ci was brought back to the Mu family by Mu Mian, Dong Yang was seventeen years old. The reason why I know Dong Yang is that she is very beautiful and can paint very beautifully in traditional Chinese painting. She was once a disciple of the traditional Chinese painting master Chen Chong.

It was once said that she was the candidate chosen by the Sichuan East Group to be the young lady. In other words, she was the wife chosen by the Cheng family for Cheng Yanmo.

But later, the Dong family went bankrupt and Dong's father was forced to jump off the building. However, the vice president who was once like a brother to Dong's father extended his claws to Dong Yang and tried to make Dong Yang her lover.

Although Dong Yang was a woman, she had a hot temper and cut off the lifeblood of the vice president with a knife at home. Dong Yang had a car accident when he was escaping. He was in a coma for two or three months, but he became a fool when he woke up.

The Cheng family had some friendship with the Dong family, and they couldn't bear to see Dong Yang's family suffer, so they spent money to send the mother and son abroad to seek refuge. Over time, everyone forgot about Dong Yang.

Unexpectedly, she returned to China.

Song Ci opened the chat box with Zheng Suyue and asked Zheng Suyue: [Suyue, what's going on with Dong Yang? 】

Zheng Suyue: [Song Song, have you also seen my circle of friends? 】

Song Ci: [Well, you said Dong Yang became a magic stick? 】

Zheng Suyue told Song Ci where she met Dong Yang by chance. Song Ci felt a little sad after reading the news. Who would have thought that the goddess of Chinese painting back then would become a magic stick.

Aoyu No. 1 suddenly stopped. Song Ci looked up and saw a red light on the opposite side. She felt that this street looked familiar. She looked to the left and saw the location of Wangdong First People's Hospital.

There is a sidewalk near the First People's Hospital. The road is lined with cherry trees, and a group of magicians sit under the trees all year round. Some of these magic sticks have real abilities, while others are fake magic sticks who pretend to be gods and ghosts.

Song Ci thought of what Zheng Suyue said, that she was the Dong Yang he saw on Shengun Street.

After thinking about it, Song Ci asked Aoyu No. 1 to pull over. As she walked along the sidewalk, there were always people on both sides of the road calling Song Ci to check her fate.

Song Ci ignored them. As she walked forward, she looked at the people on both sides of the road. I noticed a woman wearing a denim jacket at the end of the road, sitting cross-legged on the ground knitting a sweater, and there was a fortune-telling sign in front of her.

Song Ci stopped in front of that person.

Dong Yang noticed that someone was coming. She raised her head and stared at Song Ci for a moment, and suddenly said in a confused voice: "Although your previous life was rough, you are rich in this life. You will be rich and noble in your life. I have nothing to give." You see."

Song Ci knelt down in front of Dong Yang. She asked Dong Yang, "How did you tell?"

Dong Yang said: "Song Ci, Weibo celebrity, Wangdongcheng socialite, I know you."

Song Ci: "."

So upright.

Song Ci couldn't help but ask: "The past life was rough, how can you tell this?"

Dong Yang put down the sweater in his hand, and she stared at Song Ci seriously for a moment before saying: "In your previous life, you were an iron-blooded person and a decisive killer, but you died miserably. In this life, you should have died the same way. But some people are too obsessed and won’t give up if they can’t find you, so..."

Dong Yang suddenly laughed strangely and said, "So, you got a chance to do it again."

Song Ci was startled!

"Dong Yang."

Dong Yang hesitated for a moment when he heard his name from Song Ci's mouth. She looked at Song Ci for a moment and then said, "Do you know me?"

Song Ci said: "I know you, Dong Yang, the daughter of the former Zhou Yu Real Estate Company." Song Ci had memories and experiences from the previous life, and she looked at people with particularly vicious eyes. "You are not Dong Yang."

When Song Ci attended the banquet with Mu Mian, she had met Dong Yang. She was a very talented woman, completely different from the girl in front of her. Dong Yang held the ball of wool and asked Song Ci: "Then who do you think I am?"

"I don't know who you are, but you must not be Dong Yang." She approached Dong Yang and said with certainty: "You are possessed by the soul."

Dong Yang swallowed silently.

When Song Ci saw Dong Yang's reaction, he knew that he had guessed correctly. "I didn't mean to embarrass you. I just heard that you were back and I happened to be passing by here again, so I came to see you."

Dong Yang looked at her silently and said nothing.

After Song Ci left, Dong Yang muttered: "Damn it, the people here are so scary. This girl actually saw through that I am possessed by my soul! Niang Pixi, I have to find the Lord as soon as possible and lead him as soon as possible." The Lord’s soul returns to Aosheng Continent!”

‘Dong Yang’ is indeed possessed by Dong Yang’s soul.

His original name was Yan Qingxiu, and he was originally an immortal cultivator on the Aosheng Continent in the world of cultivating immortals. He has followed the Lord Yu Qingqiu all his life, but the Lord failed to cross the tribulation in a thousand years, and his soul was torn into twelve pieces and scattered in various planes.

In the past thousand years, he followed the Lord's soul scent, traveled through different planes, and finally collected eleven soul fragments, but the largest soul fragment was missing.

A year and a half ago, Yan Qingxiu finally sensed the scent of the Lord's soul. He tore open the boundaries of the plane and broke into this place called Earth.

After he landed in a place called the Bermuda Triangle, he smelled the scent of the Lord's soul and followed him all the way to China. He has been lurking in Wangdong City for several months, but has not yet been able to accurately pinpoint the Lord's position.

Because there is the aura of a true dragon in this city.

Probably the Lord was too close to the real dragon, and the faint scent of his soul was covered up, so he was never able to find the other party. But it doesn't matter, the Lord is only one and a half years old at this time, and he still has enough time to find her.

Yan Qingxiu knitted a few more stitches of sweater when the cell phone next to him suddenly rang.

He picked up the phone and rolled his eyes when he saw the phone number. Yan Qingxiu answered the phone and told the other party very ruthlessly: "My surname is Long, I'm not interested in you, so don't bother me!"

Long Zhize didn't say anything. He waited for Yan Qingxiu to curse a few more times before asking him, "Have you finished cursing?"

Yan Qingxiu: "."

Long Zhize asked him in a gentle tone: "What are you doing?"

Yan Qingxiu stared at the stall in front of him and said, "Fortune telling!"

Long Zhize laughed muffledly and asked him: "Then help me figure out who my other half will be in the future? And you, your other half, are you me?"

Yan Qingxiu sneered, "Damn it, my surname is Long, how many times have I told you, I'm a man!"

Long Zhize lowered his face and said to him seriously: "Dong Yang, I know better than anyone else that you are a woman. Even if you don't love me, you don't have to find this reason to reject me, right?"

Long Zhize and Yan Qingxiu met in the Bermuda Triangle.

That day, there was a violent storm in the Bermuda Triangle, and the dark sky was filled with lightning and thunder. Long Zhize hid in the cabin with the expedition team. When the storm stopped, he got out of the cabin and saw Dong Yang standing on a piece of driftwood. .

Her long hair and clothes were flying in the strong wind, and her delicate body was looming, but she stood firmly on the driftwood, with the aura of a god descending from the earth.

That day, Dong Yang's immortal appearance was engraved in Long Zhize's mind and could not be rubbed away.

Dong Yang was invited aboard the ship by Long Zhize and the others. On the ship, they got along day and night for two months. Dong Yang is very smart and has a wide range of knowledge. He can talk eloquently about any topic. Long Zhize is fascinated by his easy and calm demeanor.

Long Zhize was tempted and fell in love with the woman he picked up from the sea!

After returning to China, he investigated Dong Yang's identity and found out that she was Chinese and had been mentally disturbed. He thought that Dong Yang must have been mentally ill to run away to the Bermuda Triangle alone.

After checking Dong Yang's information, when Long Zhize found Dong Yang again, she had already found a job. The work benefits are very good, the monthly salary is 8,000, and food and accommodation are included, but the nature of the work is a bit scary——

They are used to put makeup on corpses of dead people!

That woman who looked like a fairy actually took up the job of a scavenger!

Guess who is the Lord of Banquet Qingqiu!