Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

Song Ci was surprised.

Song Ci: [Discharged? what did the doctor say? 】

Mu Qiu: [What can the doctor do? Without a proper heart, staying in a hospital is useless. After staying in the hospital for more than a month, I was about to get moldy, and I wanted to go out and have a look. 】

Song Ci: [Did father and mother agree? 】

Mu Qiu: [Everything has reached this point, they disagree, what's the point? 】

Song Ci didn't know how to persuade Mu Qiu.

From her standpoint, she actually agreed with Mu Qiu's approach. Knowing that I'm going to die, instead of living in the hospital and waiting for death, it is better to be discharged from the hospital and do what you want to do.

Mu Qiu said again: [Sister, when are you going to get married? 】

Mu Qiu stood in front of the ward window, looking at the talking and laughing young people on the hospital playground downstairs, her expression was a bit lonely. Mu Qiu opened the window to let the hot air in. She felt the power of life when the heat wave spread.

The phone vibrated, Mu Qiu lowered his head and saw Song Ci's reply.

Song Ci: [It hasn't been decided yet, what's wrong? 】

Mu Qiu rubbed his eyes and resisted the urge to cry. She tapped the next paragraph and sent it.

Mu Qiu: [I want to be your bridesmaid and accompany you into the marriage hall. 】

Song Ci looked at the text message with some hesitation, but in the end she returned a good word.

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After the meal, Han Zhan took Song Ci back to his office.

There is a small bed in Han Zhan's office, one meter three to five meters wide. Song Ci lay on it for a nap, with a thin blanket on his legs. Han Zhan didn't sleep, he sat on the sofa and read documents.

Song Ci listened to the sound of the paper turning, she suddenly said, "Shall we have a wedding?"

Han Zhan curled up his mouth and said, "Of course. How can a couple not hold a wedding?"

Song Ci subconsciously said: "But in a year, we are going to get divorced. It won't be a good ending then."

The smile on Han Zhan's face suddenly disappeared. He looked away from the document and looked at Song Ci. Song Ci still closed his eyes, not knowing that Han Zhan had raised his head and was staring at her with an unpredictable gaze.

Song Ci did not hear the sound, and thought that Han Zhan was fascinated by the documents, so he didn't speak.

Han Zhan put the documents on the small coffee table cabinet beside him. He got up and walked to the bed, looking down at Song Ci. Song Ci finally noticed something was wrong. She opened her eyes, her eyes colliding with Han Zhan's deep eyes.

I was shocked, Song Ci was a little startled, "Han Zhan..."

Han Zhan suddenly asked her: "When will your menstrual period end?"

Song Ci was taken aback.

Her face changed slightly, and she replied, "It ended the night before." Her menstrual period came on the 15th, which usually lasted five days and ended. After the answer, Song Ci was a little uneasy. She had a hunch that what Han Zhan would say next was not a good thing.

Han Zhan nodded and said calmly, "Tomorrow night, make time for you."

They are all grown-ups, so Song Ci couldn't understand what Han Zhan wanted her to make time for. There was no smile on her face, nor could she smile. What Han Zhan really wants to do, not to mention that she is wearing a neck brace, even if she is wearing a ventilator, Han Zhan can do exactly that.

Such Han Zhan is kind of ruthless.

"...Okay." Song Ci also had no right to refuse.

Han Zhan suddenly said: "We have to change the content of the transaction."

Song Ci asked confusedly: "Where to change?"

Han Zhan said: "The one-year period is void."

Song Ci suddenly raised his head, but he heard Han Zhan say: "In October, the chances of having a child within two months are not high. In this way, the contract will end when the child is born."

This proposal was reasonable, but Song Ci felt a little bored.

She can only agree. "it is good."

After she finished saying this good word, Han Zhan's face seemed even more ugly.

Song Ci didn't know why Han Zhan was unhappy, but she was also uncomfortable and couldn't tell why. Song Ci couldn't sleep anymore. She sat up from the bed and said to Han Zhan, "You still have to work in the afternoon, so I won't bother you anymore and go back first."

Han Zhan watched her stand up, put on her high heels, like a proud princess, tried to straighten her back, and walked towards the room door calmly.

Han Zhan pulled her tie and suddenly stopped her. "Song porcelain."

Song Ci stopped, but didn't look back.

Han Zhan looked at her very thin and stubborn back. He said: "I will ask someone to choose a good day for marriage. You can arrange the wedding according to your preferences. You can invite anyone you want."

Turning her back to Han Zhan, Song Ci laughed at herself, then turned her head and said to Han Zhan as usual: "I don't have too many friends to invite, where are you?"

The first Yuan Song Ci has a wide range of friends, and she can meet several acquaintances at any high-end restaurant. But she said that she doesn't have many friends to invite...

Are there no invitations from friends, or do you not want them to come? If the latter, then why don't you want them to come?

Han Zhan glanced at his right hand subconsciously. Song Ci is so young, beautiful and popular. Not a last resort, how could she marry herself with a disability?

Han Zhan was particularly unhappy. Hiding his emotions very well, Han Zhan told Song Ci: "My family here, I will invite, you don't have to work."

"it is good."

After Song Ci left, Han Zhan stared at the sheets Song Ci had slept with, showing a puzzling and injured expression. Is he not good enough? Why is she always thinking about divorce a year later? Obviously yesterday, she also said that he was very good and reluctant to leave him.

Lie down in the same place where Song Ci lay, Han Zhan raised his right hand and placed it in front of him. He remembered some dusty past many years ago——

"A Zhan, I am going to quit and go to a better entertainment company. They promised to tailor an album for me every year, and they will give me a concert in three years."

He was lying on the bed, looking at the glamorous woman, listening to her talk about her work. He was happy for her sincerely, and hoped that she could go further. After hearing that, he happily said to her: "Congratulations."

But the woman couldn't laugh. She looked at the man on the bed, and her eyes were red.

Her eyes were full of reluctance, compassion, pain, and cruelty.

That kind of look made Han Zhan uneasy.

"The new company contract is a bit harsh. They asked me not to fall in love within five years. I cannot get married within eight years..." After speaking, the woman shed tears.

In his incredible eyes, she cried and said, "A Zhan, let's break up."

After his finger was amputated and the wound was still bloody, he met his lover who had been in love for seven years for five years, and broke up with him without warning.

Just because he broke two fingers, ruined his future!

Han Zhan took off his gloves, took off his fake fingers, and looked at the scars left by the amputation operation on the base of his fingers.

He suddenly became sober.

He is 32 years old and he is disabled. Song Ci has said clearly that she married him only because he can bring her a strong backing. There is no feeling between them.

If it weren't for his identity, how could Song Ci look at him?

It was him, the toad did not have the consciousness of being a toad.

Han Zhan shook his head and laughed.