Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

The statement has been observing Han Zhan's reaction.

Seeing that Han Zhan saw the girl, his eyes were always clear and clear, and there was no change, the statement indicated that Han Zhan had no idea about the girl.

But when he thinks that Han Zhan is in his thirties and has no girlfriend for a long time, the statement is anxious for him.

People of the older generation always feel that a young and promising man should find a close friend to live his life. When it's cold, some people ask to add clothes, and when it's hungry, some people give food.

If you don't speak anymore, I'm afraid it will be cold.

"Zhan Zhan, do you remember her?" the statement said.

The girl put down the soup bowl in her hand, raised her head and shouted at Han Zhanjiao, "Brother Zhan."

Han Zhan stared at the girl's face, thought about it, and found a young girl's face deep in his memory. Han Zhan asked uncertainly: "Is it Miaomiao?"

The girl was overjoyed, "Brother Zhan, you still remember me!"

At this time Mrs. Chen came out of the kitchen and heard their conversation. Mrs. Chen said to Han Zhan, "Zhan Zhan, do you remember Miaomiao, when she was over one year old, you always pushed her stroller and Walk her around."

Han Zhan is five years older than Chen Miaomiao. He remembers that when he graduated from the college entrance examination, Miaomiao had just entered junior high school and was still a little girl.

The girl grew up, and Ping Ting was beautiful.

Han Zhan knew what Mrs. Chen's idea was in her heart. Seeing Miao Miao's face with peach blossoms, he knew that the girl was interesting to him. But Han Zhan had no intention to provoke peach blossoms.

He was silent for a while before he said, "Miaomiao should have graduated long ago. Isn't she also working?"

Chen Miaomiao said in a low voice, "It's been a few years since I graduated, and now I am working in an advertising company for planning."

Han Zhan hummed. Just when Chen Miaomiao had the courage to say something to him, Han Zhan suddenly asked, "You are so beautiful, have you made a boyfriend? When do you plan to get married? Tell me, Brother Zhan will give you a big red envelope."

Chen Miaomiao smiled stiffly.

The peach blossom pink on his face instantly turned red, and water melted into a pair of black eyes, almost crying. But she held back her emotions, shook her head awkwardly, and replied with tears in her eyes: "It's still early."

When Mrs. Chen heard Han Zhan say this, she knew that Han Zhan was really boring to Chen Miaomiao.

Chen Miaomiao used the excuse to go to the kitchen to get chopsticks, and Han Zhan knew she was wiping away tears.

When she came out, Chen Miaomiao was holding a chopsticks in her left hand and the mobile phone in her right hand. She was surprised to say to the person in the mobile phone: "Dad, I am here with Grandpa Chen, ah? My brother is back? Okay, I will do it now. came back."

After hanging up the phone, Chen Miaomiao said embarrassedly to Old Chen and Mrs. Chen: "Grandpa Chen, Grandma Chen, my brother is back, I'm going home. Brother Zhan, you stay with Grandpa Chen for a while." Little girl Head down slightly, eyes wet.

"okay."

Chen Miaomiao was sent away, and Mrs. Chen slapped Han Zhan **** the shoulder and said, "Zhan Zhan, why are you still so cruel. It's boring to Miaomiao. You just refuse it gently. Is it necessary?"

Looking at the other girl, she even performed the show in order to avoid Han Zhan, but she didn't notice that the phone screen was black.

Han Zhan smiled helplessly, and said to Mrs. Chen: "It's boring to other girls, and they hang others. Isn't that Chen Shimei?"

"you..."

Han Zhan's words really make people unable to fault. Mrs. Chen glared at Han Zhan and stopped speaking.

After having dinner with Old Chen and drinking some wine, Han Zhan got up and left.

On the way back to the hotel, Li Li said to Han Zhan: "I saw a girl running out of Chen's house with tears before, who is that?"

Han Zhan: "A little girl from childhood."

Li Li guessed what happened, and asked Han Zhan cautiously: "You don't like her?"

Han Zhan wondered, "I must like to be a woman?"

Li Li thought: "Ms. Song, who is beautiful and beautiful, doesn't touch you when you see it. You don't like the watery childhood girl, so which one do you like?"

A thought that had been buried for a long time in Lebanon’s eccentricity came out again——

"Mr. Han, don't you, don't you like to carry a handle?" He said, noticing that Mr. Han's expression suddenly changed, and Li Li wanted to **** his mouth.

Hearing about Li Li's question, even someone who is calm and tempted to beat others. Han Zhan looked Li Li up and down, then smiled softly and said, "Yes, I like you like this."

Li Li suddenly wanted to open the car door and ran away.

At this moment, he heard Han Zhan again say: "I'm hungry and I don't choose food, you are safe." What rank does he have?

Hearing that, Li Li didn't know whether to be happy or sad.

At 9:30, when the night life was lively, their car was jammed on the bustling streets of Sunshine City.

Today's work is over, Han Zhan is not in a hurry, so he looks at the scenery outside the window with interest. This city has become extremely unfamiliar, and the city in his memory has long undergone earth-shaking changes.

When Han Zhan saw an old man selling stinky tofu, he rolled down the car window to let the smell of stinky tofu float in. When he was a teenager, Han Zhan bought a bowl of stinky tofu every Wednesday afternoon after school. He ate stinky tofu and sprinkled coriander.

The fragrance is attractive, Han Zhan wants to get off the car and buy a bowl of stinky tofu.

As soon as he looked up, he saw Song Ci.

Song Ci changed clothes again.

A white translucent shirt reveals a slender waist, and black shorts tightly wrap her **** buttocks. Sunshine City is so hot, but she wore charming black curly hair, which made the men passing by frequently peek.

Han Zhan stared at Song Ci's exquisite and beautiful face, with the index finger of his right hand on his thigh, and knocked casually.

Song porcelain is really white and shiny like ceramics. Han Zhan suddenly thought of the porcelain-white ceramic double dragon-ear vase in his grandfather's collection. Grandpa said that the finest Song porcelain should be treasured and carefully cared for.

Song Ci didn't know that his every move was being watched.

She bought a bowl of stinky tofu. Seeing coriander in it, she wrinkled her nose and looked disgusted.

Han Zhan knocked his thigh for a while.

How delicious is coriander, she hates it?

Song Ci used disposable chopsticks to pull out all the coriander. He only ate a piece of tofu and couldn't stand the smell. She took a beautiful photo with the stinky tofu, and then threw the stinky tofu into the trash like a thief while the uncle who sold the stinky tofu was not paying attention.

Han Zhan's eyes gradually became unhappy when he saw this scene.

Also wasting food.

This was the second time Han Zhan saw Song Ci wasting food in one day.

No matter how good it looks, you can't waste food wantonly.

Song Ci tore a piece of chewing gum, she chewed the gum, preparing to cross the road. Just taking a step forward with her right leg, a familiar low male voice suddenly sounded in front of her: "A pedestrian crossing the road was hit, and the pedestrian bears the main responsibility for 70%."

Song Ci was taken aback.

This sound...

She looked up, and she met a pair of gray-blue indifferent eyes.

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Han Zhan: Why does everyone want to introduce someone to me?

Song Ci: Because you didn't wait for me.