Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

Although he was dressed as an old farmer, Han Aoyu's eyes burst into cold light like a knife. At this moment, he was staring at Song Ci and Yan Jiang behind her, looking closely.

Standing in front of Han Aoyu, Song Ci was wearing a pink-purple dress with a neck around her neck and delicate light makeup. His short burgundy hair was styling, a little playful.

At this moment, Song Ci is wearing an apron, and the man behind him is also wearing an apron, looking like a couple in love.

None of this is the most important.

the most important is...

"This is my grandson's home, who are you!" Han Aoyu stared at Yan Jiang gloomily.

At this moment, what Han Aoyu thought in his heart was: dog, day! Han Zhan's wife actually had a tryst with Xiao Bailian at home behind his back! It's unreasonable that you don't forget to be a man even with a neck brace!

When Yan Jiang heard this, he suddenly felt bad. What a terrible Shura scene! Yan Jiang looked down at Song Ci, only to find that Song Ci was not much better than him, and he was panicked.

Yan Jiang hurriedly revealed eight big white teeth. He smiled at Han Aoyu and spoke respectfully, saying, "Hello, grandpa, I am..." Song Ci suddenly stretched his hand behind his back and secretly pulled Yan Jiang's hem, hinting that he was closed. mouth.

Yan Jiang quickly closed his mouth.

Song Ci tidied up his gaffe, and smiled sweetly at Han Aoyu's father. She dropped her hands on her legs obediently, and bowed deeply to Han Aoyu, as if a child saw the police uncle and shouted loudly: "Hello Grandpa! "

Han Aoyu suddenly stared.

What a shameless woman! When he was caught and cheated, he still had the face to call his grandfather, where is this woman from!

Song Ci straightened up and squeezed away Yan Jiang behind him, and respectfully said to Han Aoyu: "Grandpa, come in quickly. Come in from Sunshine City and you are tired. The air-conditioning is on in the room and it's cool. Come in and sit down. "

Han Aoyu stood at the door and refused to go in. "This...Miss, this is my grandson's home, but the man behind you is not my grandson..." In those old and sharp eyes, there was a terrible pressure, and Han Aoyu whispered Questioning Song Ci: "Why are you in my grandson's house!"

Cold eyes scratched Song Ci's cheeks, and then fell on the little white face behind her. "You have to give me a reasonable explanation." The old man had a life of iron and blood, his expression sinking slightly, there was a kind of horrible coercion of wind and rain. Not to mention Song Ci, even Yan Jiang was a little overwhelmed, he just wanted to kneel down and call grandpa immediately.

Song Ci's scalp numb.

It's over, I was misunderstood.

How can this be explained? Saying that Yan Jiang is just her friend, but at home with her husband and male friends behind her back, her grandfather would definitely be wildly jealous, and still think that she is a vixen bad woman.

Song Ci was too anxious.

At this moment, Han Zhan came back with a bag of things. "Grandpa?" Han Zhan stared at the old man wearing a straw hat and carrying a snakeskin pocket with surprise and surprise.

Han Aoyu turned his head and looked at his grandson blankly. The look seemed to say: boy, look at you, the hat on your head is glowing green, and you don't know anything, it's shameful!

Song Ci hurriedly said to Han Zhan loudly: "Brother Han, do you know that Grandpa is coming today? If you know, you should tell me earlier! You don't say anything. I didn't have time to prepare the food. Let my brother go to the supermarket and sell some vegetables back!" Song Ci's tone was both annoyed and angry.

Hearing that Han Aoyu frowned, his expression changed slightly.

my brother?

Not an adulterous object?

When Han Zhan heard Song Ci say this, he knew that the father had misunderstood. He glanced at the old man and said helplessly, "Grandpa, why don't you call me ahead of time if you are coming?" After that, he said to Yan Jiang behind Song Ci, "Brother, this is my grandfather. He lives in Shunchen. In the city. Hearing the news of my marriage, he came to see his grandson and daughter-in-law on purpose."

The first time I saw Han Zhan himself, Yan Jiang, who was called "Brother" by Han Zhan, was still a little confused. But he was also a clever kid, and immediately played the role of Song Ci's brother.

Yan Jiang walked up to Song Ci and respectfully said to Han Aoyu: "Hello Grandpa, I'm Song Ci's brother, Grandpa please come in, it's hot outside."

Han Aoyu is very old, and he has never seen any scenes before, but when he makes such a fuss, he also blushes.

It turned out to be a misunderstanding.

God, the first time I saw my grandson's daughter-in-law, I offended my grandson's daughter-in-law and her brother. What can I do!

Will this brother-in-law wear shoes for Zhan Zhan?

Han Aoyu sat on the sofa with a look of embarrassment when he was treated as a living **** by the grandson-in-law and her brother. He looked at Song Ci and felt that this grandson's daughter-in-law was really beautiful, and that his grandson could marry such a young and beautiful girl as a daughter-in-law. He really burned a high incense in his previous life.

Han Aoyu rubbed his hands on his thighs. He smiled awkwardly at Song Ci, flushed his old face, and said with a smile, "Girl, the last name is Song, right?"

Song Ci was also embarrassed and blushed.

She nodded indiscriminately, and hummed softly. "My name is Song Ci, grandpa."

This grandpa made Han Aoyu feel soft. "Hey, girl Song, don’t blame Zhan Zhan for not telling you what I’m coming. I heard him say that I was married and suddenly came over. I wanted to give him a surprise, so I didn’t notify him. ..."

No surprise, but a lot of shock.

Song Ci shook his head hurriedly, and said empathetically, "It's okay." Staring at the food in the two snakeskin pockets on the ground, Song Ci said sincerely, "Brother Han told me the other day, Grandpa’s The tomatoes are ripe, and there will be ketchup after a while. The grapes are also ripe, and the wine made by Grandpa is very delicious."

Seeing Han Aoyu's eyes warming obviously, Song Ci continued to flatter: "I was just telling my brother that he must taste the wine made by Grandpa later."

Old man Han was full of joy, waved his hand pretendingly, and responded modestly: "It's not as delicious as he said, don't listen to him nonsense."

"What is nonsense! Brother Han always tells me that he was brought up by his grandfather. Without grandfather, he would not have his current achievements. I have to thank Grandpa for giving me such a perfect Brother Han."

Song Ci covered her mouth and laughed, and her mouth was like wiping honey. With sweet words, Han Aoyu's smile made Han Aoyu smile. Especially when Song Ci praised Han Zhan, he felt more proud and was extremely satisfied with Song Ci.

"I came here this time and brought you ketchup. The bag also contains the grapes I picked from the vine early this morning. It may be a bit rotten, but it is still edible. I also brought some vegetables. I planted it myself."

"Oh, yes." Han Aoyu glanced at his grandson, blinked at Song Ci and said, "Zhan Zhan said you like bacon and sausages, and I also brought some."

Song Ci was a little surprised when he heard this, but didn't realize that Brother Han was so careful.

Han Zhan did not participate in the conversation between the two of them. He was squatting on the floor to untie the rope from the snakeskin pocket. After the rope was untied, Han Zhan looked at the fruits and vegetables in the bag. Seeing everything is still fresh, Han Zhan raised his head and said to Song Ci: "Porcelain treasure, go to the kitchen and get a fruit basket and vegetable basket."

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Starting today, I am going to update two thousand words on the day. I want to save the manuscript in advance. The day when it is put on the shelf, I will update it by 30,000. After that, I will have to change for a while. Be considerate.