Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

"Ding--"

The elevator stopped at the restaurant on the 6th floor.

The 6th floor is the VIP restaurant department of Jetta International. It does not accept outsiders. Ordinary people who want to hold banquets are not qualified to come here.

Lu Qingqing looked up at the number '6' and felt sour in her heart when she thought that Song Ci was the proprietress of this hotel. After marrying Han Zhan, Song Ci, the gorgeously packaged fake peacock, finally flew onto the branches and became an incomparable phoenix.

What a blessing.

Song Ci stopped in the middle of the elevator door, turned around and said to Lu Qingqing, "I'm here, Qingqing. Let's make an appointment to hang out when we have time."

Lu Qingqing: "Okay, Mrs. Han, goodbye."

Song Ci stepped out of the elevator on her high heels, leaving them with only an elegant and charming back. After Lu Qingqing waited for the elevator door to close, she looked at the man angrily and said, "I asked you to come out later."

The man glanced at her and then said casually: "Don't worry, it's okay." After saying that, he stared at the closed elevator door again, recalling the graceful and graceful figure of the woman walking just now.

What a superb woman.

Lu Qingqing saw the man's eyes, and a sarcastic look appeared on her face. "Do you think that woman just now is beautiful?"

The man doesn't feel embarrassed when his little thoughts are discovered. He turned his head and stared at Lu Qingqing and asked her: "Who is this woman just now? Do you have a good relationship?" The man is from Binjiang City and does not know much about the celebrities in Wangdong City.

Lu Qingqing sneered, "Who is she? She is the woman that your boss Han Qing has to respectfully call Mrs. Han even after meeting her. Do you know who Mrs. Han's Han is?"

The male artist frowned slightly and heard Lu Qingqing say: "Zeus International, Han Zhan's Han."

The man looked suddenly startled.

Han Zhan from Zeus International?

Han Zhan is the hottest young upstart in the country, the CEO of Zeus International, and a man that countless women in the entertainment industry want to get to know.

Han Zhan's woman.

Lu Qingqing curled her lips contemptuously and said, "You can't get enough of her piece of swan meat."

The man laughed awkwardly and went down the steps. "What did Miss Lu say? I just saw that Mrs. Han was pretty and couldn't help but take a second look. After all, everyone loves beauty."

"Ah"

When the elevator arrived at the underground garage, Lu Qingqing took out her sunglasses from her bag and put them on. Before getting out of the elevator, she glanced at the man and said, "We don't need to contact him anymore." It's not a good life, and it's half-hearted.

Originally, there was only casual marriage and online hookups. After a short period of tenderness, there was no need to date again.

"Okay Miss Lu."

Staring at Lu Qingqing's self-righteous and arrogant back, the male artist had a look of disdain in his eyes. She's just a broken shoe, what the hell is arrogant? If she wasn't Mr. Lu's youngest daughter, who would be willing to talk to her?

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Song Ci walked around the corridor, passed through the tea hall, and then entered the box.

In the box, Han Zhan and Arang arrived. The two brothers saw that it was still early and planned to go to the leisure area to play snooker.

Han Zhan picked up the coat on the chair and was about to leave the box with Arang. At this time, there was the sound of high heels tapping outside the door.

After hearing whose footsteps he heard, Han Zhan stopped. "Your sister-in-law is here."

Arang complained: "You can even hear her footsteps?"

Han Zhan: "Of course."

Arang raised his head and stared at the closed door of the box.

A few seconds later, Song Ci opened the door and walked in. Han Zhan raised his eyebrows at Arang and said proudly, "How about it? I guessed it right?"

Arang curled his lips and muttered: "That's all you have."

"What are you two brothers talking about?" Song Ci saw Han Zhan standing behind the chair with a suit jacket draped on his arm, and asked him: "Did you just come and prepare to sit down, or did you get up and prepare to leave?"

"It's still early, Arang and I are going to play snooker." Han Zhan stared at Song Ci's slender waist and asked curiously: "Ci Bao, do you know how to play? Let's play two games together."

"I understand the rules, but I'm not very good at playing them."

"It doesn't matter, I'll teach you."

Song Ci said yes, she walked to Han Zhan and looked down at Arang from a very close distance. She told Arang: "When I just took the elevator downstairs, I met Lu Qingqing."

Arang was texting Nan Yanyan, asking her if she was leaving. Hearing Song Ci's words, Arang raised his head suddenly. He asked Song Ci: "Lu Qingqing? Is she with Xiao Ye?"

Song Ci shook her index finger, shook her head and said, "No, no, she is with another man. He looks like an artist."

Arang's eyes lit up, he raised his head and asked Han Zhan: "Can you check who opened the room with Lu Qingqing?"

Han Zhan shook his head and said, "Sorry, the hotel must keep the privacy of its customers confidential." This is a rule and cannot be broken.

Arang glared at Han Zhan. "Stingy!" He'll find out on his own.

The three of them went to the leisure area to play snooker for forty minutes. Arang's cell phone rang. It was Nan Yanyan calling. Arang answered the phone and said, "Yanyan and the others are here, I'll go down and pick them up."

Arang put down the phone and went downstairs to pick up someone.

Nan Yanyan's family was sitting in the guest lounge area of ​​the hotel lobby. Mother Nan and Professor Nan rarely come to such a high-end hotel. Sitting in the hotel, they couldn't help but look at the decoration and layout in the lobby.

The lobby on the first floor of Jetta International Hotel is designed with a high ceiling, which is 600 square meters wide. The high ceiling is designed to look like a starry sky. At night, the starry sky lights exude a beautiful and gorgeous luster.

In the hotel lobby, uniformed staff stood as straight as pens. Professor Nan stared at those people and said, "These people seem to be soldiers. They stand in a very beautiful military posture."

Nan Yanyan glanced at the staff before saying, "I heard Arang say that the security personnel and guards in the hotel are all real retired soldiers."

Nan Guanguan stared at the handsome young man in a suit at the front desk. He pulled up his sleeves and said, "Mom, do you think that guy is so handsome? I'll bring him back to be my companion." See if it suits you."

Nan's mother gave Nan Guanguan a kick on the spot.

Nan Yanyan also warned Nan Guanguan, "Be more serious. If you say such things again, be careful I slap you."

Professor Nan, on the other hand, thought seriously for a moment, stared at Nan Guanguan, and said with an understanding face: "If you are really a tree with a crooked neck, there is nothing you can do about it. If you really want to find one, then find someone with a correct outlook on life. He is a good boy. I have several students, and they are all very good. Not only are they handsome, they are also knowledgeable and well-educated."

Nan Guanguan just played tricks with his mother. If he really wanted to seduce others, he couldn't do it. After hearing Professor Nan's words, Nan Guanguan shut up very wisely.

Nan Yanyan found it funny when she saw Nan Guanguan's deflated look.

Arang finally came down.

Others were still in the elevator hall, so they raised their voices and shouted to Nan Yanyan: "Uncle Nan, Aunt Nan, Yanyan, over here!"

Nan Yanyan and the others then stood up and walked towards Arang.

Arang took Nan Yanyan and his family into the elevator. He told Professor Nan: "Uncle Nan, my brother and sister-in-law have arrived and are waiting upstairs."

Professor Nan nodded, "I kept them waiting."

"It's okay, we just arrived not long ago."

Arang led Professor Nan and the others out of the auditorium, and saw Han Zhan and his wife standing in the tea restaurant outside the box, making several cups of hot tea, waiting for their arrival.

Seeing Nan Yanyan and the others coming, Han Zhan and Song Ci hurriedly came forward to greet them. Han Zhan lowered his posture, looked at Professor Nan and said respectfully: "Uncle, aunt, hello, I am Arang's second brother, Han Zhan."

"This is my wife, Song Ci."

Song Ci also called uncle and aunt.

Zeus's international reputation is too loud, and Professor Nan also knows Han Zhan. Han Zhan was able to single-handedly establish Zeus International at such a young age. One can imagine how powerful and terrifying this young man is.

The more capable a person is, the more low-key and smooth he is in dealing with others. They met and found that Han Zhan was more outstanding than he thought. Professor Nan admired him quite a lot.

He would rather his daughter marry into a small family than marry into a wealthy family that is difficult to get along with. And the Han family, which can cultivate such an outstanding young man as Han Zhan, is not a mean and rich family.

After meeting Han Zhan and Song Ci and chatting with them in detail for more than half an hour, Professor Nan felt relieved when he found that the family was very down-to-earth and polite in their speech.

After dinner, Song Ci took Professor Nan and the others to the teahouse next door to chat. Nan Guanguan saw snooker in the leisure area and learned that Arang was good at playing that game, so he pestered Arang to play snooker.

Nan Yanyan also went with him.

In the tea room, only Professor Nan and his wife and Han Zhan were left.

Song Ci poured a cup of tea for Professor Nan. Professor Nan stared at the color of the tea, a little surprised. The color of this tea is like black tea, but if you look closely, the color is lighter. He picked up the teacup, took a sip, and praised: "Good tea!"

Han Zhan said: "This was given to me by an uncle who lived near Wuyi Mountain in Fujian when my grandfather was still alive. This tea is the most authentic Dahongpao tea. I heard Arang say that my uncle's tea is good, so I specially brought it to my uncle. taste."

Han Zhan nodded to Song Ci, and Song Ci picked up a closed tea jar from under the tea table. She placed the tea jar with both hands in front of Professor Nan and said with a smile: "We specially packed some tea leaves, and uncle will take them back together later."

Professor Nan is a cheerful person. "Then I'll accept it."

He patted the tea can and then sighed: "Actually, when I first learned that Arang has a slight disability in his legs and that his original family is special, I didn't really agree with them being together."

Professor Nan is very aware of how profound the influence of the original family is on a child. He is worried that Arang's character defects will hurt his daughter in the future.

Han Zhan looked serious.

He knew that Professor Nan still had something to say, so he listened quietly.

Professor Nan said: "I haven't gotten along with Arang very long, and I don't know this child well. I have been teaching in universities for nearly 30 years, and I have come into contact with a lot of children. I have no other skills. I can't understand people. I think my vision is still vicious."

When Nan Yanyan brought Xiao Ye home, Professor Nan felt that the child was a bit stubborn and rebellious, so he did not approve of Nan Yanyan's falling in love with Xiao Ye.

But at that time, Nan Yanyan was obsessed with Xiao Ye, and Professor Nan couldn't force them to break up. Later, Xiao Ye cheated on her, which confirmed that Professor Nan was right about Xiao Ye.

"But this kid Arang, from the first time I met him, I knew he was a kid worth trusting."

Professor Nan recalled: "When he entered the house, the first thing he did was not look at the decoration of our home, evaluate the environment and conditions of our home, and he was not in a hurry to show off. I remember clearly that Yanyan was wearing high heels at the time, and she bent down to change her shoes. When she was walking, she was a little unsteady on her feet. Arang, the child, stood silently behind Yanyan, putting a hand on Yanyan's arm, protecting her at all times."

"Such small details cannot be faked." Professor Nan said with emotion, "I feel comfortable when I see Arang treat her as a treasure."

"I just hope that after my daughter gets married, she will not be someone else's nanny, nor will she be just a fertility machine. I hope that after she is married off from us, she can also be someone else's baby."

Song Ci was a girl. Her own father died early, so she was particularly moved when she heard Professor Nan's heartfelt words.

At this moment, she missed her father a little.

Han Zhan was also a little moved. He said: "Arang is the most pure and kind child I have ever seen. Let me tell you about Arang's childhood."

"Our biological father is the overlord of Sicily. As his children, we are destined not to live an ordinary life. Agen was taken away from his mother by my biological father when he was very young. He was very kind when he was a child. Because of his kindness, he was hated and treated harshly by our biological father."

In the tea room, Han Zhan spent nearly an hour telling Professor Nan and others the most authentic story about Arang. "Ajan has been stingy since he was a child. He knew how to save money when he was very young. He said he wanted to save money and escape from Sicily. He wanted to find his mother and open an orphanage to take in poor children like him."

When it came to the emotional part, Han Zhan felt a little heavy.

"I guarantee it with my personality. Arang will be loyal to Yanyan for the rest of his life. If Arang dares to make a principled mistake, I, the elder brother, will naturally peel off his skin without the help of my uncle and aunt."

When Han Zhan saw that the water in Professor Nan's cup was empty, he raised the tea cup and gave Professor Nan a glass of water. Putting down the tea cup, Han Zhan lowered his head and looked directly into Professor Nan's eyes. He asked, "Uncle and aunt, please feel free to hand over the smoke to Han Rang."

Nan's mother's eyes were slightly red and she said nothing. Professor Nan pinched the corners of his eyes before sighing: "When my child is older, I can't keep her by my side forever. Since I have decided to get married, let's choose a good day."

Hearing this, Han Zhan and Song Ci both breathed a sigh of relief.

"Thank you, uncle, aunt!"

After the conversation, Arang sent Nan Yanyan and the others downstairs of the hotel. He asked Nan Yanyan, "Do you really don't need me to take you back?"

Nan Yanyan shook her head, "No, you have to go to work tomorrow. Go back with your brother and the others early."

"Okay. Bye, see you uncle and aunt."

Nan Guanguan sat in the passenger seat, tilted his head and asked Arang: "Brother Rang, when are you going to take me to shoot?"

Arang smiled, revealing two cute dimples. "When you call me brother-in-law one day, I will take you there."

Nan Guanguan shouted in the next second: "Brother-in-law!"

Arang said, "I'll ask you out again when I have time."

"good!"

After watching Nan Yanyan and the others leave, Arang got into Han Zhan's car. As soon as he got in the car, he asked Han Zhan: "Hoff! What did you talk to Professor Nan?"

Han Zhan wanted to laugh when he saw his anxious look. "Of course I ask Professor Nan to entrust your daughter to you."

Arang asked softly: "What did Professor Nan say?"

"what you think?"

Arang said happily: "That must be consent." After saying that, he was a little uneasy and couldn't help but reach out and poke Song Ci's arm and asked her: "Song Ci, what did Professor Nan say?"

Song Ci pretended to be angry and asked him: "What did you call me?"

Arang: ".Sister-in-law."

Song Ci raised the corners of her lips and smiled, and told Arang: "Professor Nan has agreed to your marriage. After you have decided on the wedding date, we will go to her home to propose marriage."

Arang, who kept saying that he didn't understand love, wanted to jump for joy after hearing this answer. He put his hand on his lips and coughed twice before suppressing the thought of snickering.

He took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Gao Yunyun who was far away in Qinshui Town, sharing the good things that happened to him with her.

Ah Rang and Gao Yunyun still don't see each other often, but if something big happens around them, they will inform each other immediately through WeChat.

That evening, after dinner, Gao Yunyun took her husband for a walk by the river in Qinshui Town.

After Gao Yunyun's husband, Mr. Zhong, was injured and disabled last year, he almost gave up on himself. In the end, although he relied on strong willpower to survive, he was still a little depressed.

The doctor hired by Arang tailor-made a prosthetic leg for Mr. Zhong, and he can now walk normally with that prosthetic leg.

In the future, once his body and prosthetic limbs have fully adapted, he may be able to find a job and continue to earn money. The situation is getting better and better, and Mr. Zhong's mental outlook has become more energetic.

Passing by a shop selling tofu pudding, Mr. Zhong suddenly said: "I really want to eat a bowl of tofu pudding."

"I'll buy it for you."

The weather was getting hotter, so Gao Yunyun bought Mr. Zhong a bowl of iced tofu curd. Mr. Zhong sat down on a wooden chair by the lake with his tofu pudding. The couple enjoyed the river view and ate the tofu pudding, which was extremely comfortable.

Suddenly, Gao Yunyun's WeChat message rang. She opened it and saw the message from Arang, and a smile suddenly spread on her face.

"Arang, that kid is looking for me."

When Arang was first born and still in confinement, it was Mr. Zhong who bathed her and put her to sleep. Mr. Zhong also has a special feeling for Arang. After hearing this, Mr. Zhong asked, "Show me what you said."

Gao Yunyun opened WeChat, saw the content of the message, and smiled with joy.

She handed the phone to Mr. Zhong and said: "Arang sent a text message to say that he was in love and met with his girlfriend's parents tonight. He asked us what time he was born and wanted to get the horoscope Go and plan a good life with this girl and plan to get married."

Mr. Zhong stared at the text message for a while before smiling. "This kid." He shook his head and smiled, sighing with some emotion: "Time flies so fast. In the blink of an eye, this kid is going to get married."

The year Arang was born, Gao Yunyun was only twenty years old. In the blink of an eye, she was already in her fifties. Gao Yunyun touched the folds at the end of her eyes and said, "That child is thirty-four years old, and we are all old."

But now is not the time to lament about age. Gao Yunyun asked Mr. Zhong: "What time was Arang born? It's been so long that I can't even remember clearly."

Mr. Zhong accurately told Arang’s birth time, “He was born at 6:20 in the evening on August 18, 1988. You forgot, you didn’t even give him a name when he was born, so we just left him alone. It’s called Little Ice Cream.”

At noon that day, Mr. Zhong wholesaled a box of ice cream. Gao Yunyun was eager to eat it. Mr. Zhong was worried that eating the frozen ice cream would cause contractions, so he refused to give it to her.

As a result, Mr. Zhong went out to work, and Gao Yunyun couldn't help but secretly ate two pills, and actually had an attack.

Gao Yunyun laughed and said, "If I knew those two ice cream bars would cause uterine contractions and premature labor, I wouldn't eat them." Arang was born at only 35 weeks, which was considered a premature birth, but he was born very strong and physically Strong and easy to maintain.

Arang's phone vibrated. He saw Gao Yunyun's reply and said to Song Ci: "Sister-in-law Song, don't you know a fortune teller? I'll send you Yanyan and my birth date. Please ask me." The fortune teller helped us combine our horoscopes to calculate the most suitable day."

"Are you really ready to get married?" Song Ci thought it was unreal when she thought that Arang was about to get married.

Last year, Arang kidnapped her from the United States on Edward's orders. On the ship, in order to scare Song Ci, Arang deliberately threw Song Ci into the sea. At that time, Song Ci cursed all eighteen generations of Arang's ancestors in his heart, and even cursed him for not being able to find a wife.

It seems the curse has failed.

"Okay, I'll talk to my friend."

Song Ci pasted the information and sent it to Yan Qingxiu.

Yan Qingxiu lives in a hotel. The hotel has a large bathtub, and he is taking a bath in the bathtub. The mobile phone beside the pool lit up. A thought flashed across Yan Qingxiu's mind, and the mobile phone flew over by itself and hung in front of him.

Yan Qingxiu opened WeChat, read the message from Song Ci, and calculated a good day.

Song Ci received a reply from Yan Qingxiu, and she told Arang: "Okay, the most suitable day is the last day of next month. If you get married on this day, you will have a happy marriage and two children. The next one will be so suitable. The day will have to wait for another three years.”

"Is it the last day of next month?" Arang was doubtful, "Is your friend reliable?"

Thinking of the evil side of 'Dong Yang', Song Ci nodded, "Others may not be reliable, but she is still very good at telling fortunes."

So as soon as Nan Yanyan arrived downstairs, she received news from Arang. Brother Rang: [I have found someone who matches my horoscope, and the 30th next month is the best day to get married. The next auspicious day will have to wait until three years later. 】

Nan Yanyan stopped and leaned against the car, preparing to reply to Arang's text message, when she saw a new message sent by Arang.

Brother Rang: [I want to drive a motorcycle to meet my bride. Will you marry me on a motorcycle? 】

Nan Yanyan's heartbeat suddenly became abnormal.

Nan Guanguan saw Nan Yanyan leaning against the car and staring at her cell phone. He became impatient and walked over and kicked Nan Yanyan's feet. "Sister, can you leave?"

Nan Yanyan then raised her head, looked up into Nan Guanguan's deep eyes, and said to him, "Your trip to Tibet has been ruined."

Nan Guanguan originally planned to travel to Tibet next month. "Why?"

Nan Yanyan raised the corners of her lips, and said a little happily, but also a little shyly: "Because on the 30th of next month, your sister is getting married!"

Hearing this, Nan Guanguan was a little surprised, "The wedding date has been determined so soon?"

"Yeah! We are action groups."

Confirming that the news was true, Nan Guanguan laughed loudly, turned around and ran towards the elevator hall, saying as he ran: "Mom, Dad, Nan Yanyan is finally getting married! Hahaha! Finally someone dares to do that stinky girl Married."

Hearing Nan Guanguan's words, Nan Yanyan's teeth felt a little itchy, and she wanted to press Nan Guanguan to the ground and rub her.

She resisted the urge to hit someone, lowered her head, and quickly replied to Arang's message.

Nan Yanyan: [Okay! 】

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The next day, Long Zhize dragged Yan Qingxiu onto the airship. After Han Zhan sent them away, he handled some official business in Wanyu County and returned to Wangdong City after dark.

It was only after nine o'clock when he got home.

Han Zhan walked into the manor and didn't see Song Ci on the first floor, so he asked Butler Cai: "Is Madam playing with the ladies? Or has she gone out?"

"None of them." Butler Cai said, "Madam is resting in the room."

"oh?"

Song Ci usually doesn't stay in the room except when sleeping. Normally at this time, Song Ci would be practicing the piano. Worried that Song Ci was not feeling well, Han Zhan went back to the room without even visiting the children.

Entering the bedroom, Han Zhan saw Song Ci asleep. Seeing this, he became even more worried.

Han Zhan woke Song Ci up and asked her, "Ci Bao, it's only about nine o'clock, why are you asleep already?"

Song Ci opened her sleepy eyes and asked Han Zhan: "Did you just come back?"

Han Zhan had been running outside all day, and his body smelled of sweat. Song Ci's sense of smell became more and more sensitive, and she said with disgust: "You smell so much of sweat, go take a shower quickly."

Han Zhan saw that she really couldn't stand the smell, so he went to take a shower.

After taking a shower, Han Zhan walked out wearing only a pair of underwear. Seeing Song Ci holding something in his hand and looking at it, Han Zhan thought Song Ci was tinkering with some skin care products. He leaned over and took a look, only to find that what Song Ci was holding was a pregnancy test stick.

There are two purple-red lines on it.

Han Zhan opened his eyes wide.

No wonder she goes to bed so early, pregnant women are indeed very sleepy in the early stages.

Since the Mo clan, Han Zhan and Song Ci have not used contraception. It has been more than a month and a half since their first close contact. Unexpectedly, Song Ci was pregnant that time.

This hit rate is really a hundred hits.

Han Zhan sat down next to Song Ci. He took the pregnancy test stick, stared at the lines on it, and laughed. "This time, they won't be twins, right? If so, I will have to work harder to make money."

Song Ci was amused by Han Zhan's words. She touched her belly, thought of something, and her smile faded a little. "Han Zhan, what would you think if this baby is still a girl?"

Han Zhan knew what Song Ci was thinking, and he didn't want to see Song Ci being affected by those rules and regulations. Han Zhan held Song Ci in his arms and said, "Don't be mentally burdened. I have no intention of having a son to carry on the family line."

Song Ci believed that Han Zhan was telling the truth, but she was still a little stressed. Ordinary families who don't have a crown still want a boy to inherit their family, let alone the Han family with strong financial resources?

Seeing that Song Ci was still a little unhappy, Han Zhan told her very firmly: "If we have three daughters, no matter whether they join the army, politics, business, or art in the future, I will support their choices and train them to be the strongest kings."

What happened to the girl?

His godmother Mo Yao is a girl, but she still became the richest man in Asia! Luo Lan's godmother is in the diplomatic service, doesn't she often slap those foreign media in the face? Nangongxian is a girl, but she defeated all men and became the Eastern God of War!

Countless women have used their achievements to prove that daughters are no worse than men!

Han Zhan joked in a self-deprecating way: "What are you afraid of? You don't have parents-in-law to put pressure on you. As long as you take good care of the baby, whether you give birth to a son or a daughter, they will be our treasures."

With Han Zhan's words, Song Ci felt at ease.

Because Song Ci was pregnant with her second child, Han Zhan left the preparations for Nan Yanyan and Arang's wedding to a professional wedding planning team. Early the next morning, after Song Ci woke up, he called Han Miao and Han Jun to him.

In the early morning, the mother and daughter were sitting on the lawn.

Han Miao was holding a plate of breakfast in his hand, eating while waiting for Song Ci to speak. Han Jun was wearing a sun hat and playing with a small wooden sword.

Staring at the drawing board in Song Ci's hand, Han Miao asked her: "Mom, do you want to teach us how to draw?"

Song Ci said: "Yeah."

Song Ci opened the cap of the watercolor pen and drew a pregnant woman on the blackboard. Song Ci pointed at the baby in the pregnant woman's belly and asked Han Miao and Han Jun: "Miaomiao, Junjun, do you know what this is?"

Han Miao thought for a while and said, "It's mom!"

Song Ci smiled and said, "Yes." She added, "I am referring to the child in mother's belly."

Han Miao showed confusion in her eyes.

Han Jun said calmly and intelligently: "It's the baby."

Song Ci snapped her fingers, "Correct answer."

She told her daughters, "Miaomiao, Junjun, there is a baby in mother's belly now."

Hearing this, Han Miao's eyes widened, and Han Jun also stared at Song Ci's belly. Han Miao put down the plate, she crawled to Song Ci, stretched out her hand to touch her belly, and said innocently: "Mom, I didn't see the baby."

Song Ci was amused by Han Miao, "The baby is still very young. In a few months, you and your sister will be able to see the baby."

Han Miao asked her: "Will it grow up like a pumpkin?"

"meeting!"

Han Jun pursed her lips and said, "Mom, do you hate us?"

Song Ci was really surprised when he heard this question.

As soon as Han Miao heard the words that her mother hated them, she immediately became nervous. Han Miao quickly hugged Song Ci's arm and pressed her little face against Song Ci's.

Song Ci knew that Han Jun was different from ordinary children. She hugged Han Miao, looked at Han Jun tenderly, and asked her: "Why does Junjun think so?"

Han Jun said: "Mom, she hates us and wants to have another baby."

Han Jun is less than two years old. If someone hadn't told her about this, she shouldn't have known about it. Song Ci's expression darkened, and she asked Han Jun: "Junjun, who told you this?"

Han Jun and Han Miao received language training very early, and they can express many words. Han Jun pointed behind him and said, "The housekeeper said that if you don't obey me, my mother will have another baby."