Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

After sending away these boys, Han Zhan and Li Li shared the same car back to the company.

Li Li's buttocks moved on the co-pilot's car seat. Then he turned around and asked Han Zhan in a low voice: "Mr. Han, when did you leave the order?" As Han Zhan's closest colleague, subordinate and friend, Li Li didn't even know that Han Zhan was out of order.

He fell out of favor with Han Zhan.

Han Zhan: "Just these few days."

After Li Li pondered, there was a suitable candidate in his mind. "Yes...Miss Song?" Thinking that Miss Song resolutely cut her hair that day in order to pursue Mr. Han, Li Li felt that Mr. Han had met a real warrior this time.

Song Ci is good-looking, but she can't help it. She really pursued Mr. Han with great effort. Mr. Han may not be able to control it.

Han Zhan glanced at Li Li, and the corners of his lips seemed to bend. "Ok."

Li Li took a deep breath.

His voice was cold, and he said, "Miss Song has only chased you for a few days now, so did you agree?" What about your backbone as a single high-quality man?

Han Zhan said: "Sooner or later I have to promise, why wait?"

Early promise to enjoy early, this kind of fun Han Zhan is too lazy to talk to Li Li.

Li Li was startled by Han Zhan's frankness.

That's right, Miss Song will be taken down sooner or later, why not lie down and enjoy?

Li Li was shocked and speechless, so he hid in the co-pilot's position to play melancholy. The phone in Han Zhan's pocket suddenly vibrated, and it was WeChat that came. Recently, Han Zhan’s mobile phone vibrates more frequently than before. When the mobile phone shook, Han Zhan took out his mobile phone to check it out.

Song Ci: [Brother Han, my mother said, let me take you home tomorrow for dinner. 】

Song Ci: [Said it is a good test to see if you are qualified. 】

test?

Faced with tomorrow's test from his mother-in-law, Han Zhan is not afraid.

Han Zhan turned the phone with his left hand, and he thought to himself: What am I imagining? I have a car and a house, both of my parents have died, I have no ambiguities, and no gossip. I am qualified everywhere!

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The next day, Han Zhan arrived at the hospital on time at 7:40.

When he arrived in the ward, Song Ci had changed clothes. Because it is inconvenient to wear a skirt with a neck brace, Song Ci wore a dark purple light V-neckline silk shirt today with a pure white A-line long skirt.

When Han Zhan arrived, Song Ci was sitting next to the hospital bed, holding a mirror in his left hand and an eyeliner in his right, drawing her eyeliner. Han Zhan stood at the door, watching his little girlfriend putting on makeup with interest.

Is the burden of idols so heavy? Do you have to put on makeup while leaving the hospital with a neck brace?

Song Ci heard Han Zhan's footsteps. She drew this eyeliner, and then she gracefully sideways, waved to Han Zhan, and said to him, "Brother Han, come and see, how is my eyeliner drawing?"

Han Zhan didn't understand eyeliner at all, but he walked over.

He stood in front of Song Ci, lowered his head and stared into her eyes.

She put on her makeup and eyebrows. She hadn't put on lipstick. She looked at Song Ci's skin up close and almost zero blemishes. Song Ci painted lavender slightly smoky eye makeup, two simple eyeliners lined the charming eyes more charmingly.

Han Zhan couldn't understand how Song Ci painted, so he thought this girl was pretty pretty.

Song Ci asked: "Does it look good?"

Han Zhan nodded honestly, "It's pretty." Song Ci's beauty, Han Zhan must admit.

Han Zhan was about to stand up straight, Song Ci suddenly grabbed Han Zhan's tie with her right hand holding the eyeliner, she got up, and while Han Zhan was not paying attention, pink lips were printed on the corners of Han Zhan's lips.

Han Zhan:!

After stealing an incense, Song Ci hurried back to the bed. She raised her head, her slender jade fingers gently tidied Han Zhan's wrinkled tie, and also used it to conceal her red ears and cheeks, as well as her accelerated heartbeat.

Han Zhan let Song Ci smooth his tie. He heard Song Ci say: "Brother Han is too handsome. Song Ci can't hold it after seeing it."

Han Zhan felt that he and Song Ci had taken the wrong script. This kind of boldness should be the script of the hero.

After the hand on the tie was removed, Han Zhan stood up straight. He took a deep look at Song Ci, then took a step back and said, "I'll go through the discharge procedures for you. You will clean up first."

Han Zhan turned around and walked towards the door of the ward, looking very calm and able to hold his ground.

Han Zhan came to the service counter, asked for Song Ci's discharge certificate, and took the discharge certificate to wait for the elevator. There were many people in the elevator, and Han Zhan, who was eighty nine meters tall, stood in it, like a crowd.

After paying the discharge fees, Han Zhan sat down on the iron chair in the lobby on the first floor with the stamped discharge slip, looking in a trance.

He touched the corners of his lips, a little surprised.

I haven't been in love for too many years, and Han Zhan almost forgot the taste of kissing.

It turned out so soft.

When he returned to the ward, Song Ci had already packed up. She doesn't have a lot of things, just a small suitcase for cosmetics and a hand bag. Han Zhan asked her, "Isn't other things either?"

Song Ci said, "No, things used in the hospital are boring to take home."

Han Zhan: "It's a pity to lose it."

Hearing such words from Han Zhan, Song Ci was a little surprised. She thought for a while, and then said, "I will give the bucket and basin to the old man next door. His family is from a province outside the province, and his family is poor. He just transferred to the hospital and didn't prepare anything.

Song Ci's disease is not contagious, and the washbasin and the bucket she uses are clean. Song Ci asked the old man if she wanted her pot before. The old man was very frugal, so naturally he wanted it.

Song Ci picked up the bucket and basin, and said to Han Zhan, "Let's go."

Song Ci gave the bucket and basin to the old man next door, and then went downstairs with Han Zhan. In the elevator, Song Ci quipped Han Zhan: "I can't tell, the richest man in the future will be such a housekeeper."

Han Zhan said: "My grandpa taught me since I was a child, it is shameful to be extravagant."

Seeing the surprise in Song Ci's eyes, Han Zhan explained: "My grandmother starved to death during the famine. The year she died, my grandfather was only three years old."

Han Zhan was born after his mother's surname, and his grandfather Han Aoyu was born in the late 1930s in Henan.

In the early 1940s, there was a famine that shocked China and foreign countries. After the death of his mother, Han Aoyu was held in his arms by his father and wandered all the way to the Hunan area. The father and son really survived.

Because his mother starved to death, under his father's indoctrination, Han Aoyu kept the family frugal since childhood. Even if he rose up step by step and became an iron-blooded general, after he retired, he went back to the small county town of his hometown and built an ordinary second-floor small house. Only a retired soldier was hired to take care of him.

Father Han was thrifty all his life, and under his influence, Han Cheng was not a lavish person. Han Zhan is rich but not extravagant. He has tens of thousands of dollars a pair of shoes, as well as yellow cloth rubber shoes for more than ten dollars.

After listening to Han Zhan's words, Song Ci held up his bag and suddenly tightened.

In front of Han Zhan like this, Song Ci felt that she was ridiculous and had no place to show herself. The Mu family is not short of money, and also rich in two daughters. Song Ci's bags are not less than five figures. Shoes and clothes, which are not luxury brands?

But standing next to Han Zhan, Song Ci found herself ridiculous.

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