Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

After clearing up the misunderstanding with Han Zhan, Song Ci felt comfortable and suddenly did not want to go home. She asked Long Yu to park next to a park, and then called Yan Jiang.

"A Jiang, where are you?"

The call was answered by Yan Jiang’s assistant, and the assistant said, “Miss Song, Brother Jiang is having something at a meeting. I will ask him to call you back later.”

"Ok."

Song Ci raised her head and said to Long Yu, "I'm not going home anymore, I'm going to see a friend."

"Good lady."

After more than twenty minutes, Yan Jiang called. Song Ci answered the phone and asked Yan Jiang with a smile: "Just in a meeting? Is there a new drama?"

Yan Jiang sneered, "Fart." His sly voice is very interesting.

"What is that?"

Yan Jiang's voice was low-pressure, he said: "There is a female singer who wants to return to China to develop and shoot a MV. Let me play the male lead." Yan Jiang's popularity is there. If you can invite him to shoot the MV male lead, you can see this How big is the singer's position?

Song Ci asked curiously: "Who is it? Such a great skill."

"Du Xueyan."

Song Ci was very surprised, "My God, Du Xueyan, have you agreed?"

Yan Jiang said: "Under consideration." After answering, Yan Jiang asked Song Ci: "By the way, you call me at this time, something?"

"I want to see your cat."

Yan Jiang tilted his head and glanced at the group of high-level people next to him. He looked at his watch and said to Song Ci: "You go to the cafe outside my community and wait for me. I'll be back in an hour."

"Ok."

After Song Ci finished a cup of coffee, he took another cup before seeing Yan Jiang back. She went out carrying the Mocha that had been packed long ago and got into Yan Jiang's car.

Sitting in the car, Long Yu saw Song Ci getting into Yan Jiang's car. His heart was tangled. Why did the lady get into a strange man's car?

Should he tell her husband?

Long Yu hesitated.

Yan Jiang noticed that there was a black Volvo parked next to him. There was a driver in the car. He smiled and said, "Is this your Han brother? That's the driver? Your Han brother cares about you."

"That's not it, my brother Han is gentle and considerate, diligent and thrifty, and I can't find a better one than him if I look at Dongcheng." To Han Zhan and Song Ci, that was nothing.

Yan Jiang raised his eyebrows, "Shaoxiu, I don't care." He added, "Your driver Long, looks like Brother Monkey."

Song Ci glanced at him and laughed. "I feel so too. However, the bodyguard that Han Zhan found for me is definitely not as bullying as he looks."

Yan Jiang agreed with this.

"Let me guess, what your driver is thinking now." Yan Jiang held the steering wheel in one hand, while holding the coffee cup in the other hand, lowered his head and drank, he put on a tangled look, and said distressedly: " Why did Miss Song get into a little white-faced car? Is there something going on outside? Should I tell Mr. Han?"

Song Ci was amused by Han Zhan and kept laughing, "You can shut up."

The two joked, the car drove to Yan Jiang's door. Park the car and get off together.

In the distance, the camera flashed, and the footage of the two going home side by side was captured by the reporter.

Entering the house, Yan Jiang lost his unfinished Mocha. He changed his shoes and said to Song Ci, "What to drink? Coffee or tea?"

"I don't want to drink these. Do you have cold drinks? My brother Han doesn't allow me to drink cold water and drinks." Song Ci really wants to drink some ice. Han Zhan is good everywhere, just loves to take care of things.

"Have."

Yan Jiang made her a cup of kumquat lemon, put a lot of ice, and Song Ci took a few sips and smacked his lips. Putting down the cup, Song Ci couldn't wait to ask Yan Jiang: "Where is my sister hidden by you?"

Yan Jiang's eyes flashed, and he couldn't say a complete sentence.

Song Ci's eyes became scrutinized, "Yan Jiang..." Song Ci thought of a certain possibility, she gave Yan Jiang a fierce look, ran upstairs quickly, and went straight to Yan Jiang's master. bedroom.

Song Ci pushed open the door of the master bedroom, and really saw Song Fei sleeping on Yan Jiang's big bed.

Song Fei was wearing a yellow dress and lying on the right side of Yan Jiang's bed. Her face seemed to be more rosy than before, and she wanted to come to Yan Jiang to take good care of her.

On the right side of the bed stands an infusion pump bracket, which is used to infuse Song Fei's daily nutrition. Song Ci heard Yan Jiang's footsteps behind her and walked into the room. She turned around and said harshly to Yan Jiang: "If I see any bad marks on my sister, I will kill you!"

Both of them knew what the bad marks were.

"Turn around, don't take a peek!" Song Ci angered his brother Yan Jiang.

Yan Jiang turned around honestly, his back infinitely wronged.

Song Ci lifted the hem of Song Fei's skirt, checked her body again, and confirmed that there was no trace of ambiguity, Song Ci was relieved.

Yan Jiang explained in a low voice behind her: "I'm not disrespectful to her, and I won't. I'm just... scared." Yan Jiang looked back at Song Fei's sleeping face and said softly, "Only she is lying next to me. I can feel her heartbeat at night and I will feel at ease."

Upon hearing this, Song Ci was startled. She discovered her sister's neatly trimmed nails of Yan Jiang, only to realize that she was agitated just now and suspected that Yan Jiang's behavior was a kind of injury.

Song Ci was a little guilty. "I'm sorry." Song Ci sat on the side of the bed, like a kid who did something wrong, "I'm sorry, Jiang, I shouldn't think of you so badly, I just..."

She was just too afraid of her sister being hurt.

Yan Jiang shook his head. "It's okay." He walked over to hold Song Fei's thin arm and whispered: "I hold her arm every night before going to bed and count the frequency of her pulse, so that I can fall asleep successfully."

"You may not know."

"Huh?" Song Ci looked at Yan Jiang suspiciously, and asked him, "What do I not know?"

Yan Jiang said: "In fact, I am very afraid of the dark. I always have insomnia at night. For so many years, it has always been the case. I have almost never slept all night." Because of insomnia, Yan Jiang always stayed up all night, not to the extent that his eyes cannot be opened. , Never go to bed to rest.

Song Ci knew that Yan Jiang had always had insomnia. She frowned when she thought of Yan Jiang's childhood experiences. "Is it because of, Grandma Yan?" [Youyou Reading www.uutxt.xyz] Grandma Yan had a lung disease. In order not to hinder Yan Jiang, Grandma Yan used a rope to hang on the door beam of her room late at night under.

Yan Jiang got up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom, seeing how terrifying the scene was, but desperate and afraid!

Yan Jiang nodded lightly, his eyes were out of focus. He said, "As soon as it gets dark, I can always see grandma hanging by the door beam. After so many years, I will never forget."

For Yan Jiang, the night was long and difficult.

Yan Jiang's handsome face was fragile, and Song Ci's heart hurt. "Have you considered going to see a psychiatrist?" Song Ci felt that going on like this is not the way for Yan Jiang, maybe the psychiatrist can help him.

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