Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

With the knot in her heart untied, Song Ci felt much more relaxed. When facing Jiang Rufeng, her smile became much more genuine.

Although Jiang Rufeng and Song Ci are uncle-niece, this is the first time they have met. Before today, they were complete strangers. They deliberately want to share their lives with each other and deepen their understanding of each other. But there are thousands of words in my heart that I want to talk about, but for a moment I don’t even know where to start.

In the end, Jiang Rufeng made the first move.

He took a bite of the macaron and praised: "This tastes good. Your mother especially loved matcha macarons at that time. She would eat two pieces at a time." The only bond between the two is Jiang Shiyu. , Jiang Shifeng chose to find topics from his sister.

Song Ci also remembered her mother's preference for matcha-flavored desserts.

She told Jiang Rufeng: "My father is a Chinese medicine doctor, but he also studies baking. When it snowed in the winter, my father would stay at home and make pastries for us. My sister and I are not picky about the taste. I ate all the desserts. So at that time, my father only wanted to make desserts, and usually only matcha-flavored desserts.”

When Jiang Rufeng heard this, he smiled happily. "It seems that your parents have a very deep relationship."

"Yes, they respect each other and care for each other. Occasionally they will quarrel, but after the quarrel they will quickly calm down and apologize to each other. I remember one time the two of them quarreled a bit fiercely because of one thing. They fell asleep. My father was blocked from the door by my mother. My father wanted to apologize to my mother, but he was embarrassed. It was not until my sister and I pretended to go to sleep that we heard my father standing in the living room singing to my mother. He sang for more than half an hour. Mother was relieved."

Jiang Rufeng listened quietly to Song Ci telling the details about the relationship between his sister and her brother-in-law. He couldn't see such a scene, but just thinking about it made him feel relieved and satisfied.

Even though my younger sister was a beauty, she was lucky enough to meet Song Tingyun. Even though her life was short, she lived a splendid and happy life.

Song Ci told Jiang Rufeng many interesting things between her parents like treasures. Jiang Shifeng was fascinated by every little thing that was exaggerated by Song Ci's language.

Before they knew it, they had finished the whole pot of black tea. Song Ci drank too much water and felt the urge to urinate, so she stood up and said, "I'm going to the bathroom."

"good."

Song Ci went to the bathroom, finished urinating, and was washing her hands when the cell phone in her bag rang.

No need to guess, it must be Han Zhan.

As soon as Song Ci answered the phone, she heard Han Zhan ask on the phone: "Ci Bao, when will you come back? I'll pick you up." Song Ci has been away for more than two hours, and it's time to come back. Han Zhan couldn't help but call to urge him.

Song Ci was washing her hands and talking with her cell phone between her cheek and shoulder.

Hearing this, she said: "It will be a little late to come back today."

"Why? Something happened to Coleman?" Han Zhan thought that Coleman couldn't think about it again today and committed suicide.

"No, it's my uncle Jiang Rufeng who's here."

When Han Zhan heard this, he said, "I'm here to find you." Then he quickly hung up the phone.

Jiang Rufeng is here!

Song Ci's parents have long since died, and Jiang Shifeng is Song Ci's real maternal elder! No matter how estranged the relationship between Song Ci and Jiang Rufeng was, given their seniority, Han Zhan should pay him a visit in person.

Song Ci stuffed her phone back into her bag, and when she returned to the rooftop, she saw Jiang Shifeng secretly wiping tears.

Song Ci stopped. She didn't dare to make a sound for fear of alarming Jiang Rufeng. She hid behind the door stack connecting the stairs to the rooftop and stood silently for six or seven minutes. It wasn't until she saw Jiang Shifeng wiping away all her tears with the handkerchief he carried that she walked out.

Hearing Song Ci's footsteps, Jiang Rufeng hurriedly put away the handkerchief.

"I've kept you waiting for a long time." Song Ci pulled out the chair and sat down. Seeing Jiang Rufeng's eyes were crimson, she was considerate and did not expose Jiang Rufeng's sadness.

"Want to eat some bread? I'll get it." As soon as Jiang Rufeng spoke, his voice was hoarse after crying, and his perfect disguise was immediately torn apart.

Jiang Rufeng lowered his head resignedly and sighed: "I am so happy today that I cried with joy and made you laugh."

How could Song Ci laugh at Jiang Rufeng? She said, "It is human nature to cry with joy when you see your loved ones."

Jiang Rufeng felt embarrassed.

He put his hands on his abdomen and looked up at the blue sky and white clouds above his head.

After a long while, Song Ci heard Jiang Rufeng say: "Son, I always thought your mother passed away more than thirty years ago. If I knew she was still alive, I would search all over the world to find her. .”

He looked at Song Ci with tears in his eyes. His expression was painful. He blamed himself and felt guilty. He choked up and said, "My child, I did not leave your mother alone."

Song Ci was moved by these words.

She stared into the man's tearful eyes and felt sour in her heart. "I understand. I think the reason why my mother never dared to go home and meet my uncle was to protect him." After Jiang Shiyu pretended to be dead and escaped from Edward, Edward still had people monitoring Jiang Rufeng and Coleman at all times. . As soon as Jiang Shiyu appears, he will be discovered by Edward.

In order to protect his brother and Coleman, Jiang Shiyu did not dare to go back and recognize his relatives.

How could Jiang Shifeng not understand his sister's protection of him? He nodded and said, "Yes, your mother has always been a kind and good girl, but her kindness has harmed her throughout her life."

It was precisely because of her kindness that she rescued the stranger Edward.

Her kindness caused her great suffering.

Jiang Shifeng realized something later, and excitement quickly appeared on his slightly older face. He looked up at Song Ci and asked in a nervous voice, "What did you call me just now?"

Seeing that Jiang Shifeng finally noticed what she had just called him, Song Ci smiled lightly and called softly: "Uncle."

Jiang Shifeng's eyes turned red again.

Staring at Jiang Shifeng's mixed expression of joy and sorrow, Song Ci said, "You are my mother's dearest brother. Shouldn't I call you uncle?"

Jiang Rufeng nodded hurriedly, "Yes! Of course I should! I just..." Jiang Rufeng pressed the bridge of his nose between his eyebrows with his hand, and his voice became choked again, "My child, I never dared to think that I could still do it in this life." Be an uncle.”

Jiang Rufeng cried with joy again.

The older a person gets, the softer the heart becomes and the easier it is to be moved.

Song Ci stared at the tearful old man. She felt a little uncomfortable for a moment, and her eyes turned red.

Song Ci wore light makeup today. She was afraid that her tears would stain her makeup, so she quickly took out a handkerchief and wiped her tears carefully. Then she said to Jiang Rufeng, "Uncle, please stop crying. My makeup is stained by tears. Wait a minute." How can we get home soon?"

Jiang Rufeng burst into tears and smiled.

He stared at Song Ci's cheeks, as if he were seeing his younger sister. He smiled and said, "You are prettier than your mother. Even if you cry and wear makeup, you still look good."

Song Ci smiled.

"By the way, can I go to China to see you in the future? I haven't met your sister or your parents yet."

"sure."

After receiving Song Ci's affirmation, Jiang Rufeng felt relieved. "That's good."

Just as he was talking, Song Ci's cell phone rang again.

She opened her bag, took out her mobile phone, glanced at the name of the caller, and then said to Jiang Rufeng, "Uncle, let me answer the phone first."

"good."

Song Ci answered the phone and heard Han Zhan say: "I'm outside Coleman's house."

Song Ci stood up and walked to the fence. He lowered his head and looked down, and saw Han Zhan standing on the stone road with people coming and going. He was wearing a crow-green shirt today and stood in the middle of the road holding his mobile phone. He was more dazzling than the tourists passing by. .

Song Ci looked at him a few more times before saying, "Brother Han, look up."

Han Zhan looked up in surprise and saw Song Ci standing on the top of the building waving to him. He said, "I'll come right away."

Han Zhan hung up the phone, rang the doorbell, and entered Coleman's home.

Song Ci put away her phone and turned around to see Jiang Rufeng looking at her with a smile on her face. Jiang Rufeng smiled and asked, "Your husband?"

"Um."

After Jiang Rufeng learned about the existence of Song Ci from Coleman yesterday, he flew to France non-stop to get to know Song Ci. He didn't even have time to investigate Song Ci's information. He only knew that Song Ci had a twin sister.

After meeting Song Ci today and seeing her big belly, Jiang Shifeng knew that Song Ci was married.

Jiang Rufeng was also curious about her niece's husband and wanted to meet him. He lowered his head to adjust his clothes. Within a moment, he heard Song Ci say: "He's here."

Jiang Rufeng stood up quickly and turned around curiously.

When he turned around, Jiang Shifeng saw a very tall man standing behind him. He is about 1.9 meters tall, with broad shoulders and narrow waist, and a pair of powerful long legs wrapped in black trousers. The man has deep eye sockets, gray-blue eyes, darker color, and particularly beautiful pupils that spread out in a radial shape.

This man was handsome and handsome. In terms of appearance, he was a perfect match for his beautiful and outstanding niece.

"Uncle, this is my husband, his name is Han Zhan."

Upon hearing Song Ci's introduction, Han Zhan walked quickly to Jiang Rufeng, nodded slightly, and said respectfully: "Hello, uncle, I am Han Zhan."

Jiang Rufeng said: "Raise your head and let me take a good look."

Han Zhan obediently raised his head.

Jiang Rufeng, who is 1.75 meters tall, has to raise his head to look directly into Han Zhan's eyes. Jiang Rufeng raised his head silently, and after a moment, he said, "Sit down, it's tiring to look up at people."

"Uncle is joking."

Han Zhan pulled out the chair and waited for Song Ci to sit down first, then sat down on the chair to the right of Song Ci.

Jiang Rufeng looked at Han Zhan closely and carefully.

Han Zhan's attire is simple and low-key. The minimalist crow-blue shirt looks ordinary, but it hides a mystery. The fabric is top-grade acetate fabric, has good drape and is soft against the skin. Each dark gold button on the shirt is marked with the letter H, which is obviously an exclusive custom-made one.

This is called low-key luxury.

Jiang Rufeng looked at Han Zhan calmly and asked slightly curiously: "How old is Mr. Han this year? What does he do?"

Han Zhan: "I am thirty-five this year. I was once a soldier, and later retired from the army and went into business. Now I have achieved some success."

Jiang Rufeng understood that "a small amount of success" was just a self-effacing expression. People who said they had "a small amount of success" were often big shots from all walks of life.

"Thirty-five?" He seemed to have just come to his senses and asked more about Han Zhan's age: "Mr. Han is ten years older than Song Ci?"

Han Zhan's smile gradually stiffened.

Seeing Han Zhan's extremely uncomfortable expression, Song Ci hurriedly held back her laughter and told Jiang Rufeng: "Uncle, please stop asking. Mr. Han will feel sad if you ask us again."

Jiang Rufeng also felt that he was making a fuss. He looked at Han Zhan and comforted him: "Don't worry about age. You are only ten years apart. When your mother and Coleman fell in love, there was more than ten years apart."

Song Ci nodded quickly, "That's right."

Han Zhan was relieved to see Jiang Rufeng skipping the subject of age.

"How long have you been married?" Jiang Shifeng asked again.

Han Zhan replied: "Three years."

Jiang Rufeng was startled. He turned his head to look at Song Ci and said, "You got married at the age of 22?"

Song Ci blushed and whispered, "I got married early."

Jiang Rufeng glanced back and forth between the two of them for a few times before smiling and saying, "If we have deep feelings, it doesn't matter if we get married early or later."

"Uncle is right." Han Zhan began to talk dirty. He said: "The first time I saw Song Ci, I fell in love with her at first sight and couldn't wait to marry her home. If you really like someone, you will be with her all the time. Thinking about how to marry her."

Jiang Shifeng grew up abroad, so he was not surprised by Han Zhan's tendency to confess his love at every turn.

He nodded in agreement and said, "You are right."

Seeing that Song Ci and Han Zhan were truly loving and harmonious, Jiang Rufeng felt relieved. At this time, the assistant walked upstairs, stood behind Han Zhan and the others, and said, "Three guests, dinner is ready."

"Let's go and eat."

The Coleman family's dining table is rectangular, covered with a white tablecloth, and in the middle of the table is a blue vase with flowers grown at home.

Jiang Shifeng told Song Ci: "This dining table has some history. It is almost as big as Coleman. Coleman is very nostalgic. This dining table should have been replaced a long time ago, but he has been reluctant to part with it. Even the tablecloth, They were all purchased by his mother before she was alive."

Coleman can't accept big changes in his life. He likes to use the same old things. Pots and pans, dining tables and chairs, and even the old landline phone at home are reluctant to be replaced.

In fact, there is nothing wrong with this.

Coleman was very quiet while eating and would never take the initiative to speak. Because he couldn't see anything, his food was prepared for him by his assistant in advance.

Song Ci noticed that Coleman almost didn't eat meat, and his plate was filled with vegetables.

Jiang Shifeng also noticed.

Even though he hadn't seen him for fifteen years, Coleman still knew his old friend's living habits very well. Jiang Shifeng cut a piece of sausage and secretly placed it on Coleman's plate.

This scene happened to be seen by Song Ci, who felt that after Coleman tasted the sausage, he would most likely spit it out. But unexpectedly, when Coleman realized that the food in his mouth was sausage, he just frowned helplessly in the direction of Jiang Rufeng.

Jiang Rufeng knew that Coleman was against the taste of sausage, so he quickly said to Coleman: "You need to eat some meat. If you are picky about food, your mother will be unhappy."

When Coleman heard this, he murmured repeatedly: "Mom said it's wrong to be picky. Mom said it's wrong to be picky." After repeating this twice, Coleman forced himself to swallow the sausage.

Song Ci was immediately impressed when she saw how easily Jiang Shifeng persuaded Coleman to eat the sausage. As expected, they have been friends for many years, and Jiang Shifeng can always find the best way to deal with Coleman.

After dinner, Coleman locked himself in the piano room to practice the piano without seeing anyone behind closed doors.

It was time for Song Ci and Han Zhan to go back, and Jiang Shifeng saw them off personally.

Standing in front of Coleman's house, Song Ci asked Jiang Shifeng: "When will uncle go back?"

Jiang Rufeng smiled and said: "I have retired. I have nothing to do recently. I plan to stay here for a while." Like Song Ci, Jiang Shifeng was worried about his old friend Coleman. He planned to stay with Coleman like this. Man lives.

Song Ci asked curiously: "Wouldn't aunt have any objections?"

Who would have thought that Jiang Rufeng actually said, "I'm divorced."

"ah?"

Jiang Rufeng was relieved about his failed marriage, so he was very calm when he mentioned marriage.

He told Song Ci: "Your aunt is a cellist and also my first love. After marriage, we also lived a very happy married life. Later, due to my own reasons, our relationship gradually drifted away, and finally ended up with Ended in divorce.”

"Then do I have cousins?"

Jiang Rufeng still shook his head, "No, we are a DINK family."

After hearing this, Song Ci stopped asking further questions. "Okay, uncle, I will participate in the Queen Elizabeth Violin Competition in two months. I hope my uncle can go and cheer me on."

"I wish you a championship in advance!"

"Thank you, uncle. We are going back to Rome tomorrow. Uncle, I look forward to our next meeting."

"good."

Jiang Shifeng and Song Ci hugged each other and watched them walk away along the narrow stone path before returning to Coleman's home.

He stood at the door of Coleman's piano room and subconsciously stopped when he heard the sound of the piano coming from inside the house. Coleman is now deaf, and the music he plays is intermittent, like a child learning the piano for the first time.

When I think that the world-famous piano master can only hide in the piano room and play as well as a child learning the piano, my heart feels like it is being tightly grasped by an invisible hand, and it is extremely painful.

He looked down at his stiff fingers, with deep sadness in his eyes.

-

After Song Ci and Han Zhan returned to Rome, they took their two children and Yan Qingxiu on a trip to Switzerland.

They played until the day before Cecilio and Su Huanyan's wedding, then hurried back to Rome.

The Yan Jiang couple and the Arang couple both arrived today, and their flight was forty minutes later than Song Ci's. After Song Ci and his family arrived at the airport, they found a cafe and sat there, waiting to meet Song Fei and the others.

Han Miao felt a little airsick and fell asleep directly in Han Zhan's arms, and Han Zhan himself also fell asleep.

Han Jun and Yan Qingxiu were sitting together and turning the Rubik's Cube. Song Ci watched Han Jun spin the Rubik's Cube for a while, then looked up and saw Song Fei and the others.

"They're coming!"

The sound of Song Ci's speech woke up Han Zhan.

Han Zhan hugged Han Miao tightly in his arms and looked up to see Song Fei and his group. He stared at the group of people and realized that someone was missing, so he asked Song Ci: "Cheng Yanmo didn't come this time?"

Song Ci rolled her eyes at Han Zhan and made an analogy: "If we get divorced, will you attend my wedding with my new love?"

This metaphor immediately made Han Zhan blush, "A crow's mouth."

Song Ci quickly slapped herself in the mouth before saying, "The others didn't come, but the gift was delivered."

Song Fei and the others soon arrived at the coffee shop. Song Fei stood outside the door and waved to Song Ci, "Let's go, Song Ci."

"coming!"

Brothers, sisters and their families gathered together. Cecilio's manor had never been so lively. He looked at these younger brothers and sisters, and his mood became happy.

In the corner of the living room, Han Zhan was settling old accounts with Arang for throwing Song Ci into the sea and dragging it with the boat.

Arang knew that he was in the wrong, and he knew that a simple apology could not calm Han Zhan's anger, nor could it compensate for the harm he caused to Song Ci.

"Hoff, come with me." Arang took Han Zhan's hand and walked out of the living room and went to the swimming pool.

Arang let go of Han Zhan's hand, took off his clothes and jumped into the manor's swimming pool. Arang emerged from the water, flicked his blond hair, and revealed his cute face.

He even floated in the pool and said to Han Zhan: "I threw Song Ci into the sea and dragged her for half an hour. I also voluntarily soaked in the pool for half an hour as an apology to her."

Han Zhan snorted coldly, "You have a beautiful idea!"

Han Rang's diving movement attracted the attention of other people in the house, and everyone chased him out.

Everyone felt baffled when they saw Arang soaking in the water and Han Zhan standing by the pool. "What to do?" Cecilio frowned and looked at the two younger brothers.

Han Zhanyan explained the truth concisely and comprehensively. He said: "When Arang smuggled Song Ci from the United States to Italy, knowing that Song Ci was afraid of the deep sea, he deliberately threw Song Ci into the sea and let her be towed with the ship. For half an hour, I almost lost my life."

Hearing this, Cecilio glared at Han Rang displeasedly and cursed angrily: "You bastard!"

When Nan Yanyan heard about this, she felt weird. Looking at Arang's expression was like looking at a stranger.

Arang was hurt by Nan Yanyan's gaze. He didn't dare to look at Nan Yanyan and said directly to Cecilio: "I know that I was a bastard back then and what I did was also very confused. So I am willing to apologize now. I voluntarily Soak in water for half an hour.”

But Han Zhan said: "That's not enough." He asked Cecilio: "Do you have a rope at home?"

Cecilio guessed what Han Zhan was going to do. Without saying a word, he went back to the house to find a rope.

Han Zhan tied Arang's wrists with a rope. He tied the other end of the rope to a tree, so that Arang kept his body floating in the water, but his head was exposed on the water.

Han Zhan asked the servant to move the water pump out. He held up the hose of the water pump and told Han Rang:

"Ajang, throwing your sister-in-law into the sea and dragging her away was no small prank. You almost killed her. She has been hiding this from me. It's okay if I don't know. If I know, I will definitely give it to your sister-in-law. An explanation. Arang, if this old score is not settled today, our brothers will feel a knot in their hearts."

Han Zhan's expression was very serious. He was not joking, but serious. Song Ci silently endured too many grievances for the sake of the harmonious relationship between their brothers. Naturally, Han Zhan had to give Song Ci an explanation.

Arang actually felt guilty for the bastard things he did to Song Ci back then, but to save his face, he never formally apologized to Song Ci.

Now that Han Zhan is pursuing this matter, Arang is relieved. He said, "Okay, come on."

Song Ci felt that Han Zhan's method was too much, and she subconsciously walked towards Han Zhan to stop him.

But Nan Yanyan stretched out her hand to stop her. "Sister-in-law, forget it, Arang made a mistake, let him apologize. Second brother is right, if this matter is not resolved, we will not be able to continue to be a family in peace."

Arang threw a woman with deep sea phobia into the sea and dragged her away, which was basically killing Song Ci. It's unfair to Song Ci to pretend that nothing happened. And Han Zhan is very protective of Song Ci. If it goes on for a long time, he will definitely have a grudge against Arang.

So today, Arang must be punished.

After listening to Nan Yanyan's words, Song Ci naturally understood Nan Yanyan's painstaking efforts. She wanted to say that she had put aside that grudge a long time ago, but looking at Arang's face, Song Ci found that she still couldn't forget what Arang had done to her.

In her heart, she blamed Arang.

So Song Ci sat back down.

Han Zhan turned on the water pump and pointed the hose at Arang. A stream of high-pressure water sprayed out and hit Arang's face, making it difficult for him to breathe. But this feeling was far less painful than when Song Ci was soaked in the sea and dragged along with the ship.

Half an hour later, the torture ended.

Han Zhan turned off the water pump, and Cecilio immediately jumped into the swimming pool and brought Agen, who had lost half his life, to the pool bank. Ah Rang was lying on the ground coughing wildly, and his cough was heartbreaking.

After a while, Arang felt like he was alive again.

Han Zhan walked to Arang and looked at him condescendingly. After a few seconds, he extended his right hand to Arang and said, "Get up."

Arang held Hanrang's hand and was pulled by him to sit up. The brothers looked at each other and smiled, as if they were letting go of their grudges.

-

The next day, the wedding of Cecilio and Su Huanyan was held as scheduled in Odescalchi-Castle.

The bridesmaid at Su Huanyan's wedding was her designer partner Su Weiya. They co-founded an underwear brand and are good friends who they met in design school.

Cecilio's best man was Count Ace. Count Ace was delayed yesterday and could not reach the town. He only arrived in the town on time by helicopter in the early morning of the wedding day.

Earl Ace did not come alone, he also brought his girlfriend Du Xueyan with him this time.

Song Ci helped Su Huanyan put on makeup before she felt hungry. "I'm going to get something to eat."

After hearing Song Ci say that she wanted to eat, Su Huanyan took her hand and said to her, "Bring me some food too, I'm hungry."

"good."

This castle was designed in Shylock style. The murals of Antoniazzo Romano were perfectly preserved in the hall of the castle. Song Ci walked towards the restaurant while admiring the murals.

Suddenly, a beautiful female voice called her name, "Song Ci?"

Song Ci looked up when he heard the sound and saw a woman wearing a white fishtail skirt with a diagonal slit standing under the entrance of the hall. That was Du Xueyan. Du Xueyan has long hair shawl, bright eyes and white teeth, holding a milky white two-piece banquet bag in her hand, looking domineering.

The last time Song Ci saw Du Xueyan was when she was in a nursing home in the United States. At that time, she had just woken up after sleeping for several months and was very weak.

In the past half year, Du Xueyan's acting career has gradually been on the right track. She took on the role of the female lead in an American TV series. The ratings of that American TV series exploded. Now Du Xueyan has become a household name in the United States. actor.

From singer to actor, Du Xueyan's transformation has been very successful.

With the blessing of career and love, Du Xueyan is naturally domineering.

When Song Ci was looking at Du Xueyan, Du Xueyan was also looking at her. Song Ci was wearing a black tube top skirt today, and the loose skirt could not cover her bulging belly. She had her hair tied up today and was only fixed with a black wooden hairpin.

The simple shape did not hinder Song Ci's beauty. Her eyebrows were curved and her cold white skin seemed to be glowing. She stood in the hall like a medieval princess.

Song Ci walked up to Du Xueyan and said, "Long time no see, Du Xueyan."

"Long time no see." Du Xueyan looked at her belly and said with a smile: "You're pregnant with your second child? In what month will you give birth?"

"There are still more than three months."

"That's coming soon." Du Xueyan stared at the black wood hairpin on Song Ci's head and asked curiously: "Where did you buy this hairpin on your head? It's quite unique."

Song Ci smiled mysteriously and told her: "You can't buy this, it's one of a kind."

Du Xueyan was stunned for a moment, then understood what Song Ci meant, "Oh? Did Mr. Han give it to you?"

Song Ci smiled so hard that her eyes narrowed, "Yes."

Du Xueyan also raised her left hand and waved her hand towards Song Ci. Song Ci had very good eyesight and could clearly see a purple diamond ring on Du Xueyan's middle finger.

Song Ci couldn't hide the surprise on her face, "Are you engaged?"

Du Xueyan smiled and nodded, and said mysteriously: "Guess who my prospective groom is?"

Song Ci raised her eyebrows lightly and said, "Do you still need to guess? It must be Count Ace."

Du Xueyan nodded generously and admitted. "Well, he proposed to me yesterday."

"No wonder he came yesterday because he had something to do. It turns out he was proposing to you." Song Ci stared at Du Xueyan's suddenly softened eyebrows and sincerely told her: "Congratulations on receiving your true love, Du Xueyan."

Du Xueyan suddenly patted Song Ci's arm and said, "Thank you too."

Song Ci: "Thank me for what?"

Du Xueyan said: "I already know that I was able to successfully win the heroine role in the TV series, thanks to your introduction."

The producer of the American TV series that made Du Xueyan a hit was Du Junfei's good friend. At the beginning of the year, Song Ci recommended Du Xueyan to the producer through Du Junfei.

Of course, it was Du Xueyan's own ability that finally won the role of the female lead. But Song Ci introduced Du Xueyan to the producer through Du Junfei, which attracted the attention of the producer.

Du Xueyan only heard the drunken producer tell the truth when she attended the crew's celebration party after filming.

Song Ci blinked at Du Xueyan, and she said in a playful manner: "Isn't this because I want you to concentrate on your career? The more prosperous your career is, the less likely you are to talk about love. Then I won't miss it. A love rival."

Du Xueyan's look at Song Ci became complicated, and she sighed: "You just say what you mean. Anyway, I have to thank you for this."

Earl Ace came in from outside, "Sherry." Earl Ace came over and put his arms around Du Xueyan's waist and asked her, "What are you talking about?"

Song Ci nodded slightly to Count Ace, "Count Ace, long time no see. Congratulations on successfully bringing this beauty home."

"Thank you, Mrs. Han." When Earl Ace heard this congratulation, he couldn't help but want to curl up the corners of his mouth, and he couldn't hold it down.

"Porcelain treasure!"

Han Zhan also came over.

When he saw Du Xueyan and Earl Ace, his expression did not change. "Count Ace, we meet again."

Reno Ace glanced at Han Zhan lukewarmly, coughed suddenly, then lowered his head and took Du Xueyan's left hand.

He patted the back of Du Xueyan's hand lovingly and said, "Your hands are a little cold. Are you wearing less clothes? Come on, let's go back and add some clothes." Reno Ace cared for Du Xueyan so much that he kept on keeping on Patting the back of Du Xueyan's hand, Han Zhan found it difficult to lose sight of the engagement ring.

He found it funny and simply laughed. "Hey, Xueyan, are you engaged?"

This sound fell into Renault Ace's ears, and it was particularly harsh.

Renault Ace looked at Han Zhan indifferently and said: "Mr. Han, Xueyan is engaged to me. From now on, I hope you can call her countess when you see her. It would be rude to call her by her first name." number."

What a sour vinegar smell!

Song Ci, Han Zhan and Du Xueyan both laughed inwardly.

Han Zhan nodded solemnly, hummed, and changed his words: "Future Countess, congratulations on your delivery of love." Han Zhan meant his congratulations sincerely.

Du Xueyan glanced at Han Zhan with complicated eyes. She felt uncomfortable when she thought about how she had abandoned Han Zhan in order to pursue her career.

"Okay, my wife and I are going to have a meal. Earl Ace, excuse me." Han Zhan took Song Ci and went to have breakfast.

After breakfast, on the way back, Song Ci and Han Zhan met Du Xueyan again on the road. Du Xueyan was still wearing the skirt, but she had an extra royal blue suit jacket.

Du Xueyan obviously deliberately waited for them halfway, and Song Ci said to Han Zhan, "I'll give you five minutes, let's talk."

Han Zhan subconsciously held Song Ci's hand and said, "I have nothing to talk about with her."

Song Ci said: "They say it's time to get together and part ways. Since she's here to see you, it's better for you to go and listen."

After Song Ci finished speaking, she walked away from the alley. She walked to a chair and sat down. She compared her watch to Han Zhan, which meant to remind Han Zhan to finish talking to Du Xueyan as soon as possible.

Han Zhan smiled helplessly and then walked towards Du Xueyan.

Du Xueyan had long watched every move between Song Ci and Han Zhan. When she saw Han Zhan walking over, Du Xueyan smiled and said, "Song Ci is really a girl who constantly surprises people."

Han Zhan said without hesitation: "Her appearance is the surprise in my life."

Du Xueyan was stunned for a moment when she heard these words, but she soon smiled in relief.

Du Xueyan put her suit jacket on tightly and said to Han Zhan: "I came to see you, and I have nothing else to say. I just want to say one thing to you."

Han Zhan showed an expression of listening carefully.

Du Xueyan mustered up her courage and said, "Han Zhan, I'm sorry."

Han Zhan guessed what she would say.

In fact, Du Xueyan had also been humble to him before this. Han Zhan sighed and said: "To be honest, I don't remember much about what happened between you and me back then. Du Xueyan, you are indeed sorry for what you did, but at least you are worthy of yourself. .”

When Du Xueyan heard the last sentence, her eye circles turned slightly red.

Han Zhan suddenly asked: "Do you know what I would do if Song Ci dared to dump me?"

Du Xueyan frowned and shook her head, asking, "What will you do?"

Han Zhan smiled slightly and said: "If she runs away, I will look for her. She will go to poverty and fall to hell. She is my person if she lives, and my ghost if she dies." He glanced at Du Xueyan and said, "I understand. ? If I decide that someone must be her, I will never give up on her."

The implication is that when you kicked me back then, I didn't cry, make a fuss or hold you back. It wasn't because I was sensible and generous, but just because I didn't love you that much.

To be honest, Han Zhan's words hurt Du Xueyan a little, but Du Xueyan soon felt relieved. "I understand, she is fine, you will be happy." Du Xueyan turned around and left, her steps hurried, as if she was running away.

Han Zhan returned to Song Ci and said as if he was taking credit: "It was handled in four minutes. How efficient was my work?"

Song Ci stood up with a smile, raised her head, stretched out her hand to touch Han Zhan's handsome face, and said the harshest words in the gentlest tone: "Then starting tonight, you are not allowed to enter for the next four nights. My room."

After saying that, Song Ci left elegantly with her skirt in hand.

Han Zhan: "."

"You asked me to go!" Han Zhan felt aggrieved and followed Song Ci to accuse her: "You asked me to go, why are you angry again now?"

Song Ci sneered, "I'm moody, and I flip out like a book. I was happy before but now I'm not happy. What can you do to me?"

Han Zhan felt like domestic violence.

The wedding of Cecilio and Su Huanyan was held at ten o'clock in the morning. After the wedding, the couple took wedding photos with their brothers and sisters in the castle. A thank you dinner was also held in the evening.

The next day, a group of people set off to look back at Dongcheng.

It was already late at night when she returned to Yulongshan Manor. Song Ci sent the children back to their rooms, then yawned and returned to his master bedroom. Han Zhan followed her silently. Seeing that Song Ci did not drive him away, he thought Song Ci had forgotten what he said before.

He was secretly happy. Just as he was about to step into the bedroom, he saw Song Ci turning around and said to him ruthlessly: "You can sleep in the small living room outside tonight. You can also make a bed on the floor. You can just sleep there." Even on the carpet.”

After saying that, Song Ci closed the door.

Han Zhan stood outside the door and asked reluctantly: "You really don't want me?"

"No, return it."

Song Ci said she would sleep in a separate bed with Han Zhan, but she didn't actually lock the door. She climbed into bed and fell asleep. Han Zhan sat outside for a while, thinking that Song Ci should be sleeping, then he pushed the door open, sneakily climbed onto the bed, and hugged Song Ci to sleep peacefully.

He was a little tired from flying yesterday, so Han Zhan rarely slept in the next morning. He buried his head in Song Ci's hair and was sleeping soundly when the cell phone on the bedside table suddenly rang.

Han Zhan woke up immediately. He picked up his phone and saw that it was Li Li, so he quickly answered the call. "Li Li, so early?" It was only half past seven, not yet time to go to work.

Li Li yelled irritably on the phone: "Mr. Han, my mother fell at home last night. No one found out all night. When the nanny went to her house this morning, she had already fainted."

"I'm in the hospital now. The doctor said that my mother has congestion on the back of her head and needs a craniotomy. They said that the brain doctors at Jiefang Hospital are the most powerful. Do you know the doctors at Jiefang Hospital? Can you help me contact an authoritative brain doctor? "