Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

Han Zhan was amused by her terrifying description.

He was about to agree when the phone in his pocket suddenly rang. Han Zhan didn't change his shoes anymore, just leaned against the wall to answer the phone first. "It's me." Han Zhan didn't name the person on the phone.

Song Ci vaguely heard 'Red Cross', 'Du Tingting'.

After Han Zhan hung up, Song Ci asked Han Zhan, "Whose phone is it from?"

"Eyeliner." Han Zhan didn't hide it, and told Song Ci frankly: "I'll let people watch the Mu family's movements." He took off his shoes, put on slippers, and his tall body walked over Song Ci to the kitchen.

Song Ci followed him into the kitchen.

Han Zhan sprinkled a few wolfberries into the cup, poured hot water, and then took a cup of warm water and handed it to Song Ci. "You drink this."

Song Ci held the warm water, unable to say anything. "On such a hot day, I would rather have a glass of ice water."

Han Zhan said, "No, absolutely not these days."

"Why?" Song Ci suddenly shut up.

Living under the same roof, she was on her period, so she couldn't hide it from Han Zhan. They are all adults, so Song Ci will not feel embarrassed. She honestly drank warm water before saying, "Do Aolong at noon?"

Han Zhan nodded, "Yes."

Song Ci hurriedly opened the refrigerator, took out the Aolong from the soft freeze storage room, put it in a large basin, and let it wake up to freeze. "I'll do it later, don't worry."

"Um."

Han Zhan walked towards the sofa with the cup in his hand, and said to the valet behind him, "Du Tingting went to the Red Cross this morning to inquire about organ donation."

Song Ci frowned, and she asked, "What did she ask that for?"

Han Zhan said, "Du Tingting signed a posthumous organ donation form. Guess what she wants to do?"

Song Ci was not stupid, and after a little thought, she understood Du Tingting's behavior.

"She wanted to give Mu Qiu her heart."

Song Ci's heart was heavy.

Only a mother can have such courage.

Han Zhan put the water glass on the coffee table, and as soon as he sat down on the sofa, Song Ci put it on like a dog skin plaster and sat down next to him. The two were very close, and Song Ci deliberately narrowed the distance between her and Han Zhan.

Han Zhan noticed and acquiesced to her approach.

They are husband and wife, and sooner or later they will do the most intimate thing in the world, and it is better to have more contact in advance.

Looking down at Song Ci's two slender and fair calves under her knee-length skirt, Han Zhan said, "I was thinking, what caused your mother to suddenly have this idea?"

"Mu Qiu's body is getting weaker day by day. If he can't wait for a suitable heart, Mu Qiu will have no choice but to die. Mother has been in pain these days. Perhaps, she had this idea long ago."

Song Ci knew that Han Zhan was looking at her legs, so she deliberately sat on the side and elongated the lines of her legs, which was more beautiful.

Han Zhan frowned.

Song Ci patted her right hand lightly on her leg, and asked Han Zhan with a wink, "Brother Han, do you think my legs are beautiful? Do you want to touch them?" Song Ci raised her right leg and stretched it out in front of Han Zhan. , said: "Come on, touch it for you, no money."

Han Zhan stretched out a finger and ruthlessly pushed her right leg away.

He got up and went upstairs, leaving Song Ci alone on the sofa in a daze. After a while, Han Zhan came downstairs with a pair of men's cotton socks in his hand. Han Zhan threw the cotton socks into Song Ci's arms, "Put the socks on."

Song Ci held the pair of long men's cotton socks in both hands, doubting life. "It's summer."

Han Zhan said: "The central air conditioner has a constant temperature of 24 degrees."

Song Ci muttered: "It's not cold at 24 degrees, okay?" Han Zhan glanced at her coldly, and he said, "The girl's body is cold, and her ankles are cold, causing joint pain. Be obedient and wear socks."

A gentle tone, but there is a kind of strength that is not allowed to be refuted.

Song Ci put on stockings tremblingly.

Han Zhan was shooting garlic in the kitchen, Song Ci was lying on the sofa, and fell into self-doubt.

I think of her Song Ci, the first lady, fashion icon, every move, dressing style, always attracting attention. She hadn't worn stockings since she knew Amy after she was six years old.

But today, her dear husband himself threw her a pair of stockings

Song Ci took a photo, sent it to Yan Jiang, and complained to him: [Look. 】

Yan Jiang: [Yellow skirt with black socks? ? 】

Yan Jiang: [Exhausted? 】

Song Ci: [My brother Han said, wear this way to keep warm, otherwise you will get old and joint pain. 】

With a cigarette in his mouth, Yan Jiang sat on a chair in the dressing room, puffing up clouds of mist. He frowned when he saw the message Song Ci just sent, and then typed out a line of words with a somber expression——

Yan Jiang; [Song Song, are you showing off that your brother Han loves you? 】

Seeing Yan Jiang's reply, Song Ci raised her head and glanced at the kitchen, then secretly took a picture of Han Zhan cooking and sent it to Yan Jiang.

Song Ci: [My brother Han, is he handsome? 】

After a long while, Yan Jiang replied: [What kind of pot goes with what kind of lid. 】

Song Ci got angry, threw away the phone, got up and went to the kitchen.

Han Zhan was frying minced garlic in a frying pan, and there was a smell of garlic in the kitchen. Song Ci suddenly hugged Han Zhan's waist from behind, and the spatula in Han Zhan's hand paused and quickly put it down. "What else?"

He had to get used to Song Ci's little gesture of cuddling and hugging as soon as possible.

Song Ci stood on tiptoe to watch him cook, and she said, "I need a reason for hugging my husband?" Song Ci was righteous, but Han Zhan couldn't refute it.

Song Ci didn't eat much, and she was full after eating half of the Aolong. After eating, she watched Han Zhan eat the remaining half of the Aolong before finishing two bowls of rice. She gave Han Zhan a thumbs up, "Brother Han can really eat, no wonder he is so tall."

Han Zhan took her as a compliment. "I have work in the afternoon, so I can't accompany you."

"I don't need to accompany me."

After watching Han Zhan leave, Song Ci planned to visit Mu Qiu in the hospital. �€�

Wangdong City is divided into Dongcheng, Xicheng and the north and south shores. Xicheng has six districts, Jincheng District, Bishui District, Huoan District and Jinshan District, Fengxian District and Yufu District. Dongcheng is divided into three districts, Dade District, Dongshan District, and Sanshengqiao.

The North Shore and South Shore are high-tech parks developed in recent years. Han Zhan's Zeus Aviation R\u0026D Department is located on the South Shore. Between the East City and the West City, there is a great Yulongyuan River. There are three bridges on the river, the Dushui Bridge, the Wangdong Bridge, and the Dongshan Bridge.

There is a hill in the middle of the Yulongyuan River. It used to be empty. It was bought eight years ago and built a building that is stunning all over the world——

Wolong Building.

The building is 180 meters high, and it looks like a sleeping dragon on the first floor from a distance. It was designed by the world-renowned architect "Eagle Sail". His work also won the Pritzker Architecture Prize.

Some people say that this building is the headquarters building built by Shenghui Technology Company for its own company, and some people say that it is the headquarters building of Phaeton Automobile Company. There are different opinions, and no one knows the truth.

But Song Ci, who has been reborn once, knows that a year later, Shenghui Technology Co., Ltd., Phaeton Motors Co., Ltd., the famous Jetta hotel chain, Dongying Real Estate Company, and the new Zeus Airlines will all merge into Zeus International!

Han Zhan brand stockings, you deserve it.