Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

Trying to get happiness without giving it a try is a fool's errand.

Jiang Zhen took a risk and placed a big bet.

Jiang Zhen just knelt there, looking directly at Han Yueyun, waiting for an answer from Han Yueyun.

Han Yueyun suddenly felt that the two pieces of paper weighed a thousand pounds. He leaned back, looked up at the Chinese ceiling lamp on the top of the study, stared at the river above, and sighed: "Young man, you win."

Jiang Zhen's face was suddenly filled with ecstasy.

He quickly kowtowed to Han Yueyun and said gratefully: "Thank you, Uncle Han!"

Han Yueyun waved his hand and said, "Don't worry about thanking me yet. I will put away your confession statement and hide it somewhere you will never find it. My eyes will always be on you, Jiang Zhen, do you dare to do anything to my daughter?" I will never be merciful if I dare to hurt her, let her down, and feel sorry for her."

"If you love and respect my daughter, I will treat you as my own child. If you can't treat my daughter, then I will treat you as a criminal."

"My Han family does not favor sons over daughters. Even if the daughter of my Han family gets married, she is also a child of my Han family. In the future, when the family property is divided, the children will be equally divided. So you must not hug Han The daughter of the family is like water thrown away when she gets married, so we despise her and neglect her."

As the baby passed away, Han Yueyun still clearly remembered the way Han Wangwang was held in his arms carefully when he was just born, weighing just five pounds. How come in a blink of an eye, the child has reached the age of discussing marriage?

When explaining these things to Jiang Zhen, Han Yueyun couldn't help but feel a little sad, so his tone was inevitably solemn and stern.

Han Yueyun's words were more of a threat than an instruction.

Jiang Zhen listened quietly. He was not angry at being bullied. Instead, he felt hot in his heart, feeling proud that he could get a girl who grew up in such a loving family.

"Uncle Han, don't worry. I know Wangwang is the jewel of the Han family, and I will definitely not neglect her."

"Huh, I hope you do what you say."

After recognizing Jiang Zhen, Jiang Zhen becomes one of his own. The Han family has always been protective of their own family members. Han Yueyun looked at the young man in front of him with satisfaction and said with a smile: "I did something wrong about the truth serum, but I hope you won't hold a grudge and understand how I feel as a father."

"Uncle Han, please don't worry, I won't blame you."

"Well, let's go out. That girl must be waiting outside, for fear that I will eat you." At this point, Han Yueyun felt a tightness in his chest. It was obvious that when Han Wangwang was young, he was the most important man in Han Wangwang's eyes. In the blink of an eye, her elbows began to turn outward.

It’s true that she is a grown-up girl, so she can’t stay in the middle.

Jiang Zhen resigned.

He opened the study door and saw Han Wangwang leaning against the wall opposite the corridor, playing with his mobile phone with his head lowered. He seemed to be chatting and typing with someone.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Han Wangwang hurriedly raised his head and looked towards Jiang Zhen. Han Wangwang felt relieved when he saw that Jiang Zhen came out intact.

She examined Jiang Zhen's expression and speculated whether things were going smoothly. Seeing that Jiang Zhen didn't look decadent and defeated, but instead full of energy, Han Wangwang guessed the result and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Does my dad approve of you?"

Jiang Zhen nodded, "Yeah."

"how did you do it?"

Jiang Zhen took veritaserum, and whenever he spoke, every word he spoke was true. But he didn't want Han Wangwang to know the secret between him and Han Yueyun, so he kept his mouth tightly shut and didn't speak.

Seeing that he couldn't pry the content out of Jiang Zhen's mouth, Han Wangwang changed the question: "So how was your discussion?"

Jiang Zhen looked back at the study room and saw that the door was closed tightly. Han Yueyun probably wouldn't come out for a while, so he suddenly pushed Han Wangwang into his arms.

Han Wangwang's nose hit Jiang Zhen's collarbone and he felt sore, but Jiang Zhen's brisk words sounded above his head: "He has agreed to marry you to me."

Han Wangwang immediately raised her head from Jiang Zhen's arms. Looking up, she could see Jiang Zhen's bright hazel eyes shining with joy. Han Wangwang pinched Jiang Zhen's waist with both hands, and she asked, "Seriously?"

Jiang Zhen: "What are you lying to?"

Han Wangwang was so happy that his face turned red.

She buried her head in the crook of Jiang Zhen's neck and rubbed it coquettishly, "Jiang Zhen, you are simply amazing. How did you do it? You are so amazing!"

She thought that if Jiang Zhen wanted to successfully persuade her father to agree to their deal, she would have to shed a layer of skin and bleed. But I didn't expect Jiang Zhen to be so skillful. In just one hour, he successfully convinced his father and agreed to their marriage!

What else can't this man do?

"You are awesome, I will reward you with a kiss!" Han Wangwang held Jiang Zhen's head and put his lips towards Jiang Zhen's red lips, inserted into his mouth, and kissed her passionately.

The two were making love at the door of the study. The door of the study behind them was suddenly opened, and Han Yueyun walked out holding glasses in one hand and an empty water glass in the other.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw Han Wangwang and Jiang Zhen kissing. Han Yueyun didn't know whether to close the door or quietly walk past them.

The sound of opening the door startled the two young men. They were like two springs, springing up suddenly, with a Milky Way between them.

Han Wangwang's face was red, his head lowered, his hands hanging on his chest and stirring uneasily. Jiang Zhen's ears turned red and he shouted in a muffled voice: "Uncle Han."

Han Yueyun stared at the empty cup, thought for a moment, and said, "I'm going to have a cup of tea."

Jiang Zhen said quickly: "I'll get you a cup of tea."

So Jiang Zhen snatched the cup from Han Yueyun's hand, and went downstairs to receive the tea with Han Wangwang. Han Yueyun drank a cup of tea. Seeing that it was getting late, he said, "I'm going to bed. You guys should go to bed earlier."

"Good night, Uncle Han."

"Um."

When Han Yueyun returned to the room, he saw Lin Jiao'e still pestering Song Ci and sitting in the living room on the second floor talking. He stood behind the sofa and said loudly: "It's already ten o'clock, my wife, Song Ci is pregnant, so it's time to rest."

Lin Jiao'e and Song Ci turned back together, looked at him with bright eyes, and asked curiously: "How was the talk?"

They were all trustworthy people, so Han Yueyun didn't hide it and said bluntly: "I agree with them."

Han Zhan closed the psychological book, raised his head and asked Han Yueyun: "What did he do?" He was curious about what Jiang Zhen did to convince Han Yueyun.

Han Yueyun sat down on the sofa next to Han Zhan. He glanced at the other three people, then took out the confession certificate in his pocket, held it on his fingertips, and said: "That kid, just give him more than 20 years of history." All the crimes, big and small, that Wang Wang had committed were written on these two pieces of paper, and he signed and stamped them, saying that from now on, if Wang Wang has any shortcomings, he can use this piece of paper to report him."

After Han Yueyun finished speaking, the three people had shocked expressions on their faces.

Even Han Zhan didn't expect Jiang Zhen to play such a trick.

Giving the confession certificate to Han Yueyun was equivalent to handing his life into Han Yueyun's hands. No pledge of eternal love can be more touching than these two pieces of paper.

Han Zhan sighed: "He is indeed a courageous child."

Song Ci also said: "No wonder eldest brother agrees."

Lin Jiao'e was happy and distressed at the same time. She said: "It seems that this child is really devoted to us Wangwang, which makes me feel relieved. It's just that this child is suffering too much."

Song Ci patted the back of Lin Jiao'e's hand and said: "It was bitter in the past, but sweet in the future. From now on, we are a family, and the eldest brother and sister-in-law treat him as their own child. That child is a grateful one, and he is actually my sister's apprentice." "

Song Ci explained the relationship between Jiang Zhen and Song Fei to Han Yueyun and his wife. After learning that Jiang Zhen was prosperous, they did not forget Song Fei's kindness in nurturing him, and they felt even more relieved about Jiang Zhen's character.

A child who repays his kindness is never too bad.

"This child is completely different from his father."

Song Ci nodded, "Yes, Jiang Weimin is so bad, but Jiang Zhen is kind and righteous. It is said that dragons give birth to dragons and phoenixes, and mice give birth to sons who can dig holes. Sometimes this is a slap in the face."

Han Zhan looked at his watch and saw that it was indeed getting late, so he said to his eldest brother and sister-in-law: "Song Ci and I are going to Italy tomorrow, so we have to rest early. Brother and sister-in-law, I will take the time when I come back from Italy." Mr. Xu went back to Shun Chen to decide on the matter of the ancestral hall."

"Let's all rest."

"good."

When Song Ci and Han Zhan were about to take a rest after taking a bath, they heard the sound of a car starting downstairs. Han Zhan stood up, stood on the window sill, looked out, and said to Song Ci on the bed, "Wangwang Dog and the others are out."

Song Ci looked at the time and said, "It's already eleven o'clock."

Han Zhan clicked his tongue, returned to the bed, and pulled the quilt to cover the two of them. He put one arm around Song Ci and sighed: "It's good to be young. Eleven o'clock is the beginning of nightlife."

Song Ci poked Han Zhan's chest and said, "Brother Han, I am also a young man. I will not turn 25 until tomorrow."

Han Zhan: "."

Song Ci muttered: "When I give birth to this baby, I will live the life of a hot young mother. I will go shopping every Monday, practice piano every Tuesday and Wednesday, go out to socialize every Thursday, and go out to participate in charity activities every Friday." , accompany my children for parent-child activities every Saturday, and go to my nightlife every weekend.”

Han Zhan pinched her waist and said, "Do you dislike the lack of nightlife?" He suddenly turned over, walked around Song Ci's back, and quickly slipped his hot hand under her nightgown.

He said: "Don't worry, I will accompany you to a colorful nightlife tonight."

Song Ci: "That's not necessary."

The rest of the words disappeared directly into Han Zhan's mouth.

Han Zhan was a little angry, angry that she was trying to exploit him as an old man again, angry that her schedule was full seven days a week, but nothing was related to him.

The young woman was really heartless. He was blinded by lard, so he fell in love with Song Ci with all his heart.

It needs to be cured!

Song Ci was bullied by Han Zhan until she burst into tears. She held Han Zhan's left hand and bit him gently, reminding him: "I'm still pregnant, shouldn't you be gentler?"

Han Zhan continued to move behind her and said angrily: "Old men are gentle, young people are passionate." So he wanted Song Ci to feel his passionate passion and let her understand that he hadn't yet old.

Song Ci laughed so hard that her shoulders were shaking.

Han Zhan stopped and looked at her confused, not understanding what kind of sexy move she was making when she suddenly laughed wildly. "Why are you laughing?" Han Zhan pinched Song Ci's chin with one hand and turned her cheek to face him.

Song Ci smiled so charmingly that tears came to her eyes, and she was obviously thinking about some rich scenes in her mind. "What bad things are you thinking about again?"

Song Ci blinked at Han Zhan, and with a soft voice that was irresistible and soft to the core, she called out delicately: "Uncle."

Han Zhan: "."

It almost didn’t wilt!

"What are you shouting?" Han Zhan's tone became dangerous. Han Zhan is particularly resistant to words such as 'uncle' and 'old'. He has no interest in playing the role of uncle and lolita.

Song Ci held back her laughter and shouted again: "Uncle."

"Shut up, you!"

Han Zhan directly covered Song Ci's mouth and tortured her in various ways. But Song Ci kept calling him uncle, so that after Han Zhan fell asleep, the uncle's voice, which sounded like a devil's voice, lingered in his dreams.

-

In the master bedroom on the same floor, Han Yueyun and his wife Lin Jiao'e were not sleeping either.

Han Yueyun is destined to have insomnia tonight.

He felt quite emotional, so he took Lin Jiao'e with him and leaned against the bedside to say thoughtful words. He said: "I feel like time has not passed very long, why have the children grown up? Today when I saw Jiang Zhen's child begging me to marry Wangwang to him, I felt uncomfortable."

"I feel like our wedding just happened yesterday. In the blink of an eye, the children are already talking about marriage, and I feel so sad." Han Yueyun rubbed his chest, unable to find an accurate word to describe his mood.

Lin Jiao'e had a mask on her face. When she heard this, she found it funny and said, "Hey, you still have these emotions. I thought you were busy working every day and just wanted to get promoted."

Hearing Lin Jiao'e's squeeze, Han Yueyun felt a little embarrassed, "You have to pursue something in your life. I naturally have to climb up in the officialdom. Besides, if you are baking, aren't you busy participating in the national baking competition? Do you want to gain more recognition?”

Lin Jiao'e was just about to say something in defense when she suddenly heard the sound of a car starting downstairs. "Who wants to go out?" Lin Jiao'e lifted up the sheets and ran to the window. She looked toward the garage in the courtyard and saw Han Wangwang driving her father's Audi car out for a stroll.

"Where are you going?" Lin Jiao'e shouted downstairs.

When Han Wangwang heard this, he lowered his car window and said, "Let's go to the bar!"

"Jiang Zhen is drunk, don't let him drive!"

"I know!"

Han Wangwang drove away in his car.

Lin Jiao'e closed the window and turned around to tell her husband, "It's not easy to go to a bar in the middle of the night."

Han Yueyun said: "When we were young, didn't we sneak out to watch movies in the middle of the night?"

Lin Jiao'e asked him: "Then do you still remember the first movie we watched?"

"Why don't you remember? Titanic was just released at that time and it was hard to get a ticket. I finally got a ticket, and it was in the middle of the night."

"Pfft!"

Lin Jiao'e leaned on Han Yueyun's shoulder and suddenly said: "Let's watch a movie."

Han Yueyun: "."

So they started a movie, and Lin Jiao'e watched it with gusto. As soon as she saw Jack drawing pictures for Ruth, the man next to her started snoring. Lin Jiao'e shook her head and thought the movie was boring, so she turned off the movie and fell down to sleep.

I am too old to watch movies in the middle of the night.

-

Han Wangwang has not been to a bar for more than five months. He was really happy tonight and wanted to go to the bar to have fun. Jiang Zhen knew what she was happy about, so he allowed her to go to the nightclub.

In the bar, Han Wangwang took off her shirt and jacket, revealing a white waist-baring thin tank top underneath. The ultra-short jeans just covered her buttocks. She looked extremely hot.

Han Wangwang likes to go to bars, DJ, and wear sexy clothes to stand behind the DJ machine and dance with the customers.

She is not a dissolute girl, she simply likes the atmosphere of nightclubs and the dynamic sound of music blasting in her ears.

But Jiang Zhen hates the atmosphere of the bar, and doesn't approve of Han Wangwang dressing up like this in the bar. When she danced, her chest trembled. Although it was not big, it had a good-looking shape and a well-proportioned figure. People were always looking at her secretly.

Jiang Zhen could block the knife, but he couldn't stop the men from peeking at Han Wangwang.

At this moment, Jiang Zhen regretted it when he found that those people were peeking at Han Wangwang.

Shouldn't have come.

She likes bars. He can open a bar for her, buy the best DJ equipment, and let her dance there alone, even without clothes.