Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

Song Ci took a breath and came to the underground garage.

Long Yu started the car and saw Song Ci's gloomy face, as if unhappy. He wondered if Song Ci was having trouble with Mr. Han, but he also understood that this was not something he should ask.

Song Ci was thinking about Han Zhan's abnormality today.

Although Han Zhan is not a good-natured man, he is not a moody man either. In Song Ci's opinion, it is unreasonable for Song Ci to suddenly sink his face and say some hurtful words like today.

Song Ci carefully recalled the conversation with Han Zhan in the office today, and after meditating for more than ten minutes, Song Ci suddenly opened her eyes.

Han Zhan's mood suddenly turned bad after she said that.

What did she say then?

——[But after a year, we are going to divorce, so it won’t end well then. 】

Song Ci's heart skipped a beat.

Han Zhan is angry?

Because she unconsciously mentioned that she will divorce in a year?

Song Ci's heartbeat is getting faster and faster, what does this mean? If her analysis is reasonable, does it mean that Han Zhan does not want a divorce?

Why didn't he want to get a divorce?

Song Ci couldn't figure it out, and finally put it down to the fact that Han Zhan hated the trouble and didn't want to find a stepmother for his child. Besides, Song Ci is good in all aspects and is a very perfect spouse, and the two of them get along very happily.

Who are you looking for as your lover?

Simply, let Song Ci do the job, and the child is happier with the mother than with the stepmother. Besides, Han Zhan didn't say last night that as long as Song Ci thought about it, Mrs. Han's position would always be hers.

After thinking about it, Song Ci could suddenly understand Han Zhan's indifference before.

She thought about all kinds of possibilities, but perfectly bypassed the best answer.

After hesitating for a while, Song Ci took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Han Zhan.

Song Ci: [Brother Han, I don't want to divorce you. 】

Song Ci was telling the truth, she really didn't want to divorce Han Zhan. It's not that he really fell in love with Han Zhan, but because Han Zhan is indeed a mature and high-quality man, he knows how to tolerate and respect himself, and Song Ci also appreciates Han Zhan.

They really have a child, and Song Ci must be reluctant to leave the child. Maybe they will have a relationship for a long time.

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Song Ci remembered the previous life.

Song Ci gave up being a pilot in her last life, and joined Mu Mian's company to work beside him for two years. Later, she married Cheng Ziang and stopped working. I was thirty years old when I got divorced, and it was a luxury to want to be a pilot.

Song Ci has studied the violin for ten years. After her divorce, she became an arranger, made interludes for several movies, and was also the queen arranger of singer Liang Bo. She also won an arranger award.

Once Song Ci went to a charity performance in a sanatorium, and even saw Han Zhan again. At that time, Han Zhan was already blind, and he couldn't see anything, but he liked listening to songs written by Song Ci.

Han Zhan felt that he appreciated her work, so he invited her to perform at the nursing home twice a month. It was a paid performance and he paid for it.

Only then did Song Ci know that the sanatorium was actually founded by Han Zhan. It was a charitable sanatorium dedicated to serving those who were physically disabled but had no money for rehabilitation.

After coming and going, the two became inseparable friends.

Song Ci remembered that she had seen Han Zhan on the third day before her death. At that time, Han Zhan told her to ask her to come on time next time, and he had a secret to tell her. She asked what the secret was, and Han Zhan said, "Since it is a secret, it must not be revealed."

Song Ci still doesn't know what that secret is.

Song Ci still remembered that before she died, she held a doctor's hand and asked them to give Han Zhan the cornea after her death.

I don't know if Han Zhan has recovered.

The marriage with Cheng Ziang had tortured Song Ci with scars. She was actually a little afraid of marriage. If you really want to choose someone to be her husband, Song Ci thinks that person must be Han Zhan.

Han Zhan is different. They are people who have been fettered in their previous lives. �€�

In the office lounge.

Han Zhan had just put on his fake fingers and was wearing gloves when he heard the phone vibrate on the bed. Han Zhan put the gloves on, then picked up the phone to unlock it.

Song Ci: [Brother Han, I don't want to divorce you. 】

Han Zhan stared at the phone, his first reaction was suspicion.

What is she making a fuss about?

Unsure of what the young girl was thinking, Han Zhan thought about it, but still felt that he should tell Song Ci what he was thinking. He is already a mature adult, and he knows that if there is something in his heart, he has to say it, instead of hiding it.

Song Ci doesn't have the ability to read minds. If he doesn't speak, how will she understand? It would be impossible for Song Ci's white-eyed wolf to figure out what he was thinking.

Song Ci thought about the events of her previous life, and she was a little lost. It was not until Han Zhan's new news came that her consciousness was pulled back.

She looked down and saw Han Zhan sent a long message. Han Zhan said-

[Before yesterday, my evaluation of myself was 'I am a rational and calm man, who does not do absurd things even though he is flippant occasionally'. But yesterday, you took me to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get the certificate. I knew it was too impulsive, so I did it with you. In retrospect, I was a little surprised. I thought about it carefully, I should have a good impression of you. Maybe it's your boldness that attracts me, maybe it's your looks that attract me. Maybe the goodwill is not as good as love, but Song Ci, for so many years, I have only had a good opinion of you. 】

Han Zhan is still typing.

After a while, a new message came.

Han Zhan: [I am 32 years old this year. Although I have a wealthy family, I am disabled, and my emotional past is not clean. As I said before, I was in a relationship that lasted five years. And Song Ci, although you have made friends with many excellent men, your love life is always clean. In this comparison, I seem to be less worthy of you. 】

Song Ci wanted to say something to respond to Han Zhan, but then Han Zhan sent another message.

Han Zhan: [I am ten years older than you, with physical defects, but I have had a failed relationship. When facing you, I am not very confident. You were still saying this morning that you would be reluctant to part with me in a year, and at noon you could use a plain tone to say that you would divorce in a year. I actually don't understand what you are thinking. 】

Han Zhan: [As a businessman, I have experienced many battles and have a successful career. As a man, I am a failure. Song Ci, I really want to try to get along with you, not as a collaborator, but as a husband and wife. 】

Han Zhan's message was finally sent.

After posting, Han Zhan let out a long sigh. He had been wanting to tell Song Ci these words for a long time, but when he finally said it, Han Zhan felt relieved.

It was the first time Song Ci saw Han Zhan explain their relationship so seriously, and he couldn't help but feel a little surprised. She always thought that Han Zhan was just earnestly fulfilling the deal between them.

But she misunderstood.

Han Zhan is like warm water. When he first got along with him, he felt gentle and comfortable, and there was no passionate collision. But warm water, sooner or later, will be scalding hot.

Song Ci thought about it seriously before replying to Han Zhan: [From today, let's put aside that boring deal, let's try to embrace each other with an open arms, let's fall in love! 】

After sending this message, Song Ci was a little uneasy, she was afraid that Han Zhan would scold her for thinking beautiful.

Han Zhan's answer was unexpectedly short: [Okay. 】

Song Ci's depressed mood instantly relaxed.

Seeing that there was finally a smile on his wife's face, Long Yu raised his eyebrows again.

This woman's mood is like a traffic light, a red light for a while, a green light for a while, and a yellow light for a while.

A real man, if you have something to say, you have to say it, hide it and wait for the object to guess, what kind of skill is it?

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