Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

In the morning, Han Zhan went to play golf with a few big guys. When it was time for dinner, Han Zhan went home early on the grounds of a business trip, and had lunch with Song Ci.

Song Ci had already packed his luggage in the morning. There were two large suitcases. She is very good at organizing luggage. Work suits and banquet suits are worn separately. Cufflinks, collar pins, and watch ties are also matched.

Han Zhan looked at the properly packed suitcases, and for the first time felt unwilling to give up. Seeing Han Zhan looking at the suitcase, Song Ci frowned and did not speak. She held back and reminded Han Zhan, "Brother Han, you should go to the airport now. If you don't leave, the flight may be delayed."

This business trip has to be transferred to many countries, and the procedures for private jets to apply for foreign route approval are cumbersome. In order to save cost and time, Han Zhan will take a Zeus civil flight with his colleagues this time.

If you miss the time, you can only wait for the next trip.

Han Zhan glanced at Song Ci, and suddenly said, "Would you like..." He just opened his head, and Han Zhan was silent again. Wouldn’t it be too sticky to take a wife on a business trip?

Song Ci: "Huh?" Song Ci's eyes were shining, and she asked Han Zhan, "Do you want to ask me, do you want to bring gifts back?"

Han Zhan: "...um."

Song Ci shrugged, "I don't need anything, but I like it from Brother Han."

Han Zhan: "Good."

Thinking of Li Li’s side, Han Zhan told Song Ci: “By the way, Li Li’s mother will have an operation tomorrow morning. It is a uterine fibroids and needs to be removed.”

Hearing this, Song Ci said hurriedly: "Well, let me go to the hospital for you tomorrow, and stay with Li Li to guard Auntie until Auntie wakes up."

"Well, thank you for your hard work."

Han Zhan always felt that something was forgotten. He stared at Song Ci's face, and the two were silent. After a long while, Han Zhan said: "Don't eat ice cream, don't drink ice water, drink plenty of warm water, and dry your hair before going to bed at night..."

After hearing this, Song Ci just rolled his eyes and sincerely suggested: "Brother Han, don't worry about me so much? Would you like to cast a spell on me to turn me into a keychain pendant, and hang me on my trouser belt wherever you go. ."

Han Zhan smiled.

He closed his mouth directly and thought for a while before reaching out to touch the end of Song Ci's eyes, with a gentle movement. "I meant to say that I can't bear you."

Song Ci, who had just returned to the eloquent speech, suddenly felt embarrassed. "Well, I, I can't bear it either." But immediately, a smile appeared on Song Ci's face. She made a fist to Han Zhan and encouraged: "Go on work, make more money, and earn enough milk for your child. money."

Han Zhan's heart is infinitely melancholy, she doesn't love me, all she loves is my handsome skin and the ability to collect money...

Han Zhan finally went to the airport alone.

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After Han Zhan was sent away, Song Ci asked Long Yu to drive her back to Mu's house.

The relationship between Song Ci and the Mu family is very embarrassing. She is still the adopted daughter of the Mu family in name. In fact, Mu Mian has kicked Song Ci out of this family. Song Ci settled an account. In the past eight years, the Mu family paid five or six million to cultivate her. Adding Song Fei's medical expenses, the total is 15 million.

Song Ci wondered how to make a sum of money as soon as possible, and return the money the Mu family spent on their sisters as soon as possible. After returning the money to the Mu family, Song Ci can have a clear conscience.

Hearing that Song Ci was coming, Mu Qiu, who was packing things in his room, asked Aunt Zhang to directly notify Song Ci to come upstairs.

Song Ci came to the second floor and rang Mu Qiu's room.

"Come in, elder sister." Mu Qiu's voice sounded very pleasant, with a sense of lightness.

Song Ci opened the door and glanced at the room. Mu Qiu's room layout is similar to Song Ci's room, but the wall covering of the room is light blue, which looks quiet and elegant. Mu Qiu changed clothes in the cloakroom, Song Ci waited for a while before seeing her come out.

Seeing Mu Qiu's dress, Song Ci feels a bit contrary. Mu Qiu wore a motorcycle-style white T-shirt and a pair of tight denim shorts, with long hair tied into a high ponytail. Holding a pair of strapped Roman sandals in her hand, she laughed mischievously and asked Song Ci: "Do these shoes match this suit?"

Mu Qiu usually wears well-behaved ladies. This is the first time Song Ci has seen this cool style in her.

"It's more appropriate to change to a pair of sneakers."

"Listen to you." Mu Qiu turned to enter the cloakroom, and after a while, stepped out on a pair of flat canvas shoes.

Sitting on her bed, Song Ci noticed that there was a white A4 paper on the bedside table, with the words Bucket List written on the top of the paper. Song Ci asked Mu Qiu: "Can I see this thing?"

Mu Qiu pressed the paper on Song Ci's chest and said, "This is my bucket list, share it with you."

The chest was suddenly slapped, thinking of some unpleasant memory, Song Ci's body became slightly stiff. She slowly lowered her head and looked at the hand holding the bucket list in front of her chest, as if she had returned to the scene before her death in the previous life. That day, 30-year-old Mu Qiu was like now, gently pressing Song Ci's chest, and innocently asked Song Ci if he could give her the heart.

Song Ci felt cold all over, his muscles gradually tightened, and the smile on his face was a bit uncontrollable.

Seeing that Song Ci's expression was wrong, Mu Qiu thought that Song Ci was sorry for her illness, so she comforted Song Ci: "Don't put on such an expression, I'm not dead yet, besides, death is not that scary."

Song Ci gave a hum, and then opened the bucket list and saw that it said--

list of last wish:

1. [Biquge 5200www.bqg5200.biz] ride a motorcycle;

2. Participate in a funeral;

3. Help five poor children to study;

4. Tell the truth with one person;

5. Meet my idol Du Xueyan;

6. Choose a suitable cemetery for yourself;

7. Wear a wedding dress and take a wedding photo of a person;

8. Sleep with a handsome single man.

...

After reading this bucket list, Song Ci felt puzzled. Judging from this last wish list, Mu Qiu's disposition is pure and good, so what made the later Mu Qiu look like an evil ghost?

Mu Qiu picked up the black and red helmet on the bedside table, picked up the small schoolbag and asked Song Ci: "Sister, do you want to ride a motorcycle with me?"

Song Ci returned the bucket list to Mu Qiu and nodded. "it is good."

Mu Qiu borrowed a cool-looking locomotive from a friend and found an abandoned old highway to learn to drive. Mu Qiu only learned locomotives from a friend for an hour, mastered the basic essentials and balance, and then started by himself. Fortunately, the road was smooth and there was no sharp turn. Mu Qiu drove happily.

Song Ci went home after having accompanied Mu Qiu to dinner that day.

The next day Li's mother had an operation, and Song Ci rushed to the hospital at around seven. At 8:40, Song Ci and Li Li accompanied Li Li's mother into the operating room. When she reached the door of the operating room, Li's mother held Li Li's hand tightly and took a deep look at Li Li.

People have a natural fear of surgery. Mother Li was afraid that she would never be able to open her eyes again when she entered, so she had to remember the child's face deeply in her mind.

Li Li didn't understand his mother's fear. He touched his mother's white hair, choked and said, "I'll wait for you to come out, Mom."

Only then did Li mother let go and was pushed into the operating room by the nurse.