Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

Su Qingjia spent a lot of money to buy four ice creams. After buying the ice cream, the four children took the bus back to the town.

Because Han Miao and Han Jun were not allowed to eat ice cream at home, Su Qingjia asked the driver to park the car on a small road outside the manor. Four little guys slipped out and squatted in a neat row on the roadside.

"Come on, you can eat."

Su Qingjia bought ice cream in cups. She distributed the ice cream to her three younger siblings, then took the lead in opening the lid of the cup, sticking out her little tongue, and licking the milk foam off the lid.

When the three little guys saw Su Qingjia's actions, they imitated her and licked the ice cream on the lid of the cup clean. Then they picked up the little spoons and ate the ice cream one bite at a time.

"It's delicious!" Han Miao was a greedy person and finished her box of ice cream in a few minutes. Seeing that Han Jun was eating slowly and leaving more than half of it, she turned to stare at the ice cream in Han Jun's hand and asked with a smile: "Sister, what's the flavor of yours?"

Han Jun bit the small spoon, looked at Han Miao warily, and said, "Mango."

Han Miao smiled and said, "The matcha flavored one I just ate was a bit bitter. Can you give me your mango flavored one?"

Han Jun silently moved a step aside, blocked the ice cream bucket with his hand, shook his head and refused: "No, this is mine."

We are all children, who doesn’t love ice cream?

Han Jun is not a glutton, she just likes eating ice cream. She can see Han Miao's true intention at a glance. Han Miao was really greedy for her sister's ice cream. Seeing that her sister wouldn't even give her a taste, she felt a little anxious.

Suddenly, Han Miao pointed at Han Jun and said loudly: "Sister, do you think that looks like my mother?"

Because they were still young and had weak gastrointestinal function, Song Ci did not allow the Han Miao sisters to eat frozen food. So after hearing Han Miao's words, Han Jun thought her mother was coming, and immediately panicked. She hurriedly hid the ice cream and turned back.

As soon as she turned around, before she saw Song Ci's shadow, the ice cream in her hand was snatched away by Han Miao. Han Miao held the ice cream and ran towards Cecilio's manor.

Han Jun stood up angrily, ran after him, and shouted: "Han Miao! Give me the ice cream! I'm going to beat you!"

Han Miao's chubby short legs ran faster.

Even though Han Miao is usually active and Han Jun is lazy, when it comes to running, Han Miao is no match for Han Jun. As soon as Han Miao ran into the gate of the manor, he was caught by Han Jun.

"Give me the ice cream!" Han Jun grabbed the back of Han Miao's clothes.

Han Miao couldn't run anymore, so she quickly stuck out her tongue to add more ice cream in her hand. When Han Jun saw this scene, he was furious. Without saying a word, he raised her right leg and kicked Han Miao on the butt.

"ah!"

Han Miao fell to the ground along with the ice cream, and the dog gnawed its shit.

Han Miao sat down on Han Jun's back, picked up the ice cream that rolled down next to Han Miao's head, and spread all the ice cream that was almost completely melted onto Han Miao's head!

"Let you steal my ice cream!"

Han Miao was pinned down by her sister and could not get up at all. Her head was still pressed against the soil. She cried loudly and asked for help: "Mom! Dad! Han Jun hit me!"

Song Ci and Su Huanyan were playing chess, and Han Zhan was sitting in the courtyard reading a book. Hearing Han Miao's cry for help, Han Zhan hurriedly closed the book and said to Song Ci, "I'll go take a look."

When Han Zhan found Han Miao and Han Jun, Han Jun was still sitting on Han Miao's back and had already spread all the ice cream on Han Miao's hair. Han Miao grabbed the mud with both hands and wanted to resist but couldn't turn over, so she kept crying.

Seeing this scene, Han Zhan was extremely angry.

"Everyone, get up!"

When Han Jun heard his father's roar, he climbed up from Han Miao's back.

Han Miao stood up crying, touched her dirty hair with her hands, pointed at Han Jun, and told Han Zhan aggrievedly: "Dad, Junjun bullied me!"

Of course Han Zhan would not believe Han Miao's one-sided words. He said, "Follow me into the house!"

The two sisters stood side by side in the living room, one was crying and the other was unconvinced. Han Zhan held a feather duster in his hand and asked in a deep voice, "What's going on? Tell me carefully."

Han Miao and Han Jun refused to speak.

Han Zhan asked Su Qingjia: "Qingjia, tell me."

Seeing that Han Zhan was angry, Su Qingjia did not dare to lie and whispered: "Miaomiao deceived Junjun and stole Junjun's ice cream."

Han Zhan believed that what Su Qingjia said was true.

Han Miao is greedy, and although Han Jun has an arrogant personality, he is not a child who bullies others casually. In all likelihood, Han Miao took the initiative to provoke Han Jun.

Han Zhan stared at the dirty hair of his eldest daughter, then looked at the unconvinced look on his younger daughter's face, and said, "Sister, give her ten lashes! Sister, give her eight lashes!"

Hearing this, Han Miao cried louder.

The two little guys had their pants taken off and they were lying on the sofa wearing only their underwear. Han Zhan slapped Han Miao on his chubby butt with a duster, and asked Han Miao: "Do you realize you are wrong?"

When he was really punished, Han Miao didn't dare to cry. She trembled and said, "I was wrong! Dad."

Han Zhan asked again: "What's wrong?"

Han Miao glanced at Han Jun secretly and whispered: "I shouldn't have deceived my sister or taken my sister's things. I was dishonest and didn't love my sister. I was wrong."

Because his family has a big business, Han Zhan has seen many cases of brother and sister fighting each other, and he is afraid that his children will fight among themselves, so he has instilled in his children the concept that brothers and sisters should help and support each other since they were young.

It is said that the age of three determines eighty. When children were young, children could turn against each other over a mouthful of ice cream. When they grew up, they would naturally turn into companies and fight openly and secretly for inheritance rights. The relationship between brother and sister can be broken at the slightest, or life-threatening at the worst.

So today, Han Miao and Han Jun really angered Han Zhan.

Seeing that Han Miao had accurately realized his mistake, Han Zhan felt a little less angry.

He hit Han Miao ten times, each time with great force. After ten spankings, Han Miao's buttocks were already red and swollen. With tears in her eyes, she looked at Song Ci who was sitting next to her with aggrieved eyes, conveying her sadness to Song Ci.

Seeing Han Miao's eyes, Song Ci pretended not to see him.

Song Ci was never a loving mother. When the children made mistakes, Han Zhan wanted to educate them, but Song Ci would never help.

Seeing that his mother didn't feel sorry for him, Han Miao didn't dare to cry when she knew there was no hope, so she lowered her head and wiped her tears sadly.

After beating Han Miao, Han Zhan started beating Han Jun again.

Han Jun was spanked with a feather duster, and there was a red mark on his butt. She neither cried nor fussed. She clenched her teeth and accepted the punishment silently. She didn't look like a two-year-old child at all.

Han Zhan asked her: "Do you know you are wrong?"

Han Jun raised her head and stared at Han Zhan stubbornly. She said, "I'm not wrong!"

Hearing this, Han Zhan felt troubled.

He knew Han Jun's answer would be like this.

Han Jun is an aloof and a bit paranoid child. She believes in one thing and it is difficult for Han Zhan to change it. Han Zhan hit Han Jun hard three times and asked her: "Do you know it was wrong now?"

Han Jun's brows knitted together in pain. She clenched her small hands into fists and clenched her teeth. Her soft voice revealed a paranoid determination. She said, "I just want to protect my things. I am right."

When Han Miao heard Han Jun's answer, she admired her very much.

This is someone who is not afraid of death.

"Can't you just say you're wrong?" Han Miao was afraid that Han Jun would be beaten more by Han Zhan if Han Jun was so stubborn. Although Han Miao robbed her sister of food, she still loved her sister and was reluctant to let her sister be beaten severely.

Han Jun was lying on the sofa and she said, "Dad, I'm not wrong. If you want to beat me, then go ahead."

Han Zhan had finished eight strokes. When he heard this, he put down the feather duster.

Han Zhan squatted in front of Han Jun, holding Han Jun's shoulders, making Han Jun look directly at him.

Han Jun looked at Han Zhan, and tears gradually filled his eyes.

She looked at her father. She was full of grievances, but she didn't say anything.

Han Zhan wiped away Han Jun's tears and said, "Junjun, you are indeed right to protect your own things."

Hearing this, Han Jun shed even more tears.

She said: "But you hit me."

"Yes, dad beat you. I beat you for a reason."

Han Jun looked at Han Zhan with a stubborn expression and clenched her fists loudly. She wiped her eyes and asked Han Zhan, "Where did I go wrong?"

Han Zhan asked her: "Who is the person closest to you?"

Han Jun said without thinking, "Mom." She then said awkwardly: "And dad."

Han Miao realized that Han Jun didn't mention her name, so she quickly burped in tears and said, "There is also a sister!"

Han Jun looked back at Han Miao, his eyes lingering on Han Miao's dirty hair for two more seconds, and then reluctantly added: "There is also Miaomiao."

Han Zhan nodded and said: "Junjun, you know, although your parents are the closest people to you, they are decades older than you. When you were still very young, your parents might have left. this world.”

Han Jun asked hurriedly: "You will die, right? Just like my great grandfather."

Han Zhan was silent for a moment, then nodded. "Yes Junjun, your parents will die one day. When your parents die, who will be the closest person to you?"

Han Jun pouted and was silent for a long time before saying, "Miaomiao."

"That's right." Han Zhan slowly released Han Jun's fist. He stared at Han Jun's hand and told her: "Junjun, you and Miaomiao are close relatives, twin sisters. You are still in your mother's belly. We got to know each other when we were there.”

"You are the most intimate relationship in the world. The intimacy between you cannot be separated by anything. You see, you and Miaomiao are like your fingers. You have grown together and you are connected by blood. .”

Han Jun stared at his five fingers and was stunned. Han Zhan's words sounded a bit profound to a two-year-old child, but she could understand the relationship between fingers.

The human hand has five fingers. They are inseparable. They work together and work together. They are indispensable!

"Miaomiao and I are as close as fingers, right?" Han Jun asked half-understanding.

Han Zhan nodded, "Yes. That's what dad meant." Han Zhan wiped away the tears on Han Jun's face and told Han Jun: "You did make a mistake today. The mistake was that you went too far when you retaliated against your sister. "

"In the future, if my sister robs your things, you can find another way to retaliate. For example," Han Zhan glanced at Han Miao threateningly and told Han Jun: "You can take away her favorite Barbie doll, or secretly hide her My favorite chocolate, but you shouldn’t let your sister get hurt.”

"Junjun, you are sisters, you should love each other."

When Han Miao heard that Han Zhan said that she wanted to hide her Barbie dolls and chocolates, she burst into tears, "Wow, daddy doesn't love me anymore! Dad loves my sister! I'm biased!"

Han Zhan: "."

Han Miao was crying, but Han Jun understood what Han Zhan meant. She turned around and walked up to Han Miao, reached out and took off some of the ice cream on Han Miao's head, and said to Han Miao, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have hurt you."

Han Miao stopped crying and responded choked with sobs: "I, I forgive you."

Song Ci said to Han Miao: "Then should you apologize to your sister?"

Han Miao's chubby face turned red and she said shyly, "I'm sorry, sister."

"Okay, okay." Seeing that Han Zhan had finished taking care of the sisters, Su Huanyan quickly handed an ointment to Song Ci, "This ointment is very effective, please rub it on them quickly."

"Thanks."

Song Ci took the children back to the room to apply the medicine. While applying the medicine, Han Jun suddenly asked Song Ci a question. She asked Song Ci: "Mom, am I not cute?"

Song Ci was very surprised. She asked Han Jun: "Why do you think so?"

Han Jun was lying on the bed, playing with a small Rubik's Cube in her hand. She said, "They all say that I am a freak."

Song Ci was taken aback, turned cold, and asked, "Who said that?"

Han Miao told Song Ci: "Little classmates, they all say that my sister is a freak." Little classmates refer to the children in the early education class. Every Saturday morning, Han Miao and Han Jun go to the early education class to participate in children's gatherings.

But how could children know the word "freak"? It must be the parents behind them secretly describing Han Jun in this way.

This reminded Song Ci of Song Fei's childhood experience.

This was the first time Song Ci learned about this matter, and she took it very seriously. After applying the ointment, Song Ci lay on her side on the bed. She looked at Han Jun who was playing with the Rubik's Cube and asked her: "What do you think, Junjun? Do you think you are a freak?"

Han Jun asked Song Ci with a confused look on his face: "Mom, what is a freak?"

"Freak is not a good word." Song Ci stood up from the bed. She walked to the window, opened it, stared at the camellias in the yard downstairs, and said to Han Miao and Han Jun, "Come here."

The two sisters walked over together, stood on the stool, and stood with Song Ci looking at the camellias downstairs.

Song Ci asked them: "Look, which of the flowers below is the most beautiful?"

Han Jun and Han Miao simultaneously pointed to a bright red camellia on the roadside of the garden.

Song Ci nodded and said, "Yes, that camellia is the most beautiful."

She touched Han Jun's head and told Han Jun: "Junjun, you are that camellia. Because you are more beautiful than other flowers, they will never be as beautiful as you, so they feel uncomfortable, so they I want to scold you. I want to scold you for being a freak, I want to scold you for being unsociable, I want to scold you for being unlovable.”

"But Junjun, no matter what others say, you are always that beautiful camellia, and you are always the most special one among the crowd."

Seeing that Han Miao and Han Jun both had confused expressions, Song Ci asked them, "Don't you understand?"

Han Miao nodded and said, "My sister is a human being, not a camellia."

Song Ci knew that the children might not understand, so she said concisely: "A freak is the most special, smartest, and most unique person."

Han Jun seemed to understand Song Ci's words. She raised her head and smiled lightly at Song Ci and said, "I love you, mom."

Song Ci was stunned.

She saw sincere love in the children's eyes, and for the first time she felt the love reciprocated from her children.

"I love you all too."

-

The next day, Song Ci and Han Zhan were going to fly to France to visit Coleman. Su Huanyan was not busy with work recently, so Song Ci temporarily left her two daughters with Su Huanyan.

Coleman's hometown is not in Paris, the fashion capital, but in Lyon, France's second largest city. His home is in the 5th arrondissement of Lyon, an old city on the west bank of the Saône River at the foot of Mount Fourvière.

The stone paths, retro-style buildings, and slow-paced lifestyle cast a mysterious veil over this old city.

Han Zhan rode his bicycle and drove Song Ci on the stone path. He rode very slowly, firstly to avoid pedestrians and secondly to protect Song Ci.

After riding for a while, Han Zhan parked his car in front of an old orange-red building. The iron fence in front of the small building is covered with various thorn plants, and the pink and red flowers are all in full bloom.

After Song Ci checked the address and confirmed that it was correct, he went up the stairs to the door of the small building and rang the doorbell.

I kept ringing the doorbell for a long time but no one came to open the door. Song Ci thought Coleman was not at home, and when she was about to leave, she finally remembered a slow French sentence: "Who is it?"

It was a strange man's voice, not Coleman's.

Song Ci said in English: "Hello, I am Cherry Song Ci, and I am here to visit Mr. Coleman. Excuse me, is Mr. Coleman here?"

Inside the door, after Coleman's life assistant heard Song Ci's words, he went to Coleman's side, leaned into his ear and shouted: "Sir, there is a woman named Cherry outside the door who wants to see you."

Coleman is so deaf that even though he wears a hearing aid, he can only hear very soft sounds.

"Cheey, Song Ci..." Coleman stood up holding the piano, and said, "Go prepare coffee, my friend is here."

"Yes sir."

Coleman took his crutches and walked slowly behind the door.

He stood at the door and asked loudly, "What are you doing here, Cherry?"

Song Ci knew Coleman couldn't hear her, so she replied loudly: "Your roses are blooming beautifully. I want to buy you a cup of coffee."

The closed wooden door was slowly opened from the inside.

Coleman's appearance appeared in Song Ci's eyes. He was very cleanly dressed, wearing a white shirt, black trousers, and a black tie, as if he was about to perform on stage.

Coleman's eye sockets are deep, and they are also grey-blue, but the color of his pupils is lighter than Han Zhan's eyes, gray, like a valley after rain.

But now, those eyes were unfocused and empty.

The door was opened, and a burst of floral fragrance slipped into the room along the crack of the door, entering Coleman's breath. Coleman stood behind the door, took a deep breath of the scent, and then asked: "Cherry, tell me, what color are they?"

Song Ci smiled and said, "I think they should be colorful in your heart."

Coleman was stunned for a moment, then slowly raised his affectionate lips, and said sideways: "Cherry, welcome to my home."

Song Ci took Han Zhan's hand and said to Coleman, "My husband is here too."

Coleman thought for a while and then said: "Han Zhan?" His Chinese pronunciation was very non-standard, and Song Ci even guessed and realized that he was talking about Han Zhan.

Han Zhan took the initiative to communicate with Coleman in French. He said: "Hello Coleman, I am Cherry's husband, Han Zhan." Han Zhan's French pronunciation is not pure, but he can express his meaning clearly. .

Coleman nodded, "Welcome, Mr. Han."

Han Zhan and Song Ci entered the house together.

After entering the house, Song Ci immediately saw many photos hanging on the ancient wall in the living room.

Among the dozens of photos, there are only three people who appear frequently. One is the owner Coleman, and the other is an old blond woman who looks very similar to Coleman and has a very similar hooked nose. This should be Coleman. mother.

The other one is Jiang Shiyu when he was young.

But among them, there was a strange man's face. Song Ci pointed to one of the photos and asked Coleman: "The man standing with you and my mother in the sixth photo in the third row, who is he? Coleman."

Coleman had long memorized the contents of the photos on the photo wall. He guessed which photo Song Ci was asking about, and he said, "That's Jiang Shifeng, your Uncle."

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