Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

Song Ci did not conceal Han Zhan's plan. She told Han Zhan: "I know a singer and plan to work with him. I compose for him, and he gave me three ingredients."

Song Ci thought that Han Zhan would ask her if the other party was a man or a woman, but Han Zhan asked, "You are short of money?"

"Um... it's a lack of money." Song Ci, who lacked money, was a little shy.

Han Zhan wanted to say that he could help her. But before he could say this, Han Zhan remembered that night on the street, Song Ci cried and confessed to him. In the end, Han Zhan decided not to interfere with Song Ci's decision.

Song Ci has her pride, and he decided to respect her decision.

"Okay, I'll go to bed first."

"it is good."

In the morning, Song Ci went to the hospital again, and saw that Li's mother was recovering well, so he was relieved. When he returned home at noon, Song Ci went on QQ again and received a reply from Liang Bo.

Liang Bo: [Goddess, you are amazing! I'll be a big ticket to you! 】

Liang Bo: [However, I am very curious, why did you choose me? 】

Liang Bo has listened to Song Ci's arrangement, which is very good. He cycled the single for a whole morning, and he improvised just now, and wrote a lyrics to Song Ci's arrangement in only 15 minutes.

"You used to make me very happy, but now I think of it lonely. Love made me the kind of me that I hate the most..." Liang Bo hummed the lyrics and matched the melody arranged by Song Ci. Fire.

Song Ci stared at the second reply and smiled before replying to Liang Bo: [Choose you, naturally because of your talent. Otherwise what do you think it is? 】

Liang Bo made a shy expression. [Hate, I thought you fell in love with me. 】

Song Ci pursed his lips, saying that this kind of stuff has always been a lover.

Song Ci: [18XXX, this is my phone number, please call me if you have any problems. 】

Song Ci: [Solemnly declare: I only love my brother Han. After sending the message, Song Ci went offline. She went to WeChat again, and when she opened her Moments, she saw an update from Mu Qiu.

She said: [I went to the funeral of a strange old man today. The scene was very quiet, there were no sad crying, no sad memories. Everyone said goodbye to the old man quietly, as if chatting. I hope that after I die, no one is allowed to cry for me, and I want to walk quietly. 】

Song Ci and Mu Qiu have several friends in common. She saw many people comforting Mu Qiu under the comments.

Song Ci didn't know what to comment, and simply pretended not to see it.

The next day, Mu Qiu transferred all his savings to an educational charity gene, and picked five children who were clever and eager to learn without father and mother, and expressed willingness to use the money to fund their studies.

Mu Qiu's every move is under Long Yu's surveillance. He told Song Ci over the phone the information he had collected over the past few days, and the details were very detailed.

After Song Ci listened to Long Yu's return, she learned that Mu Qiuzhen had used all her savings to help strange children study, and her doubts deepened. What was it that made Mu Qiu what he was after?

Song Ci was puzzled.

Less than half an hour after the conversation with Long Yu ended, the doorbell at home rang again. Through the surveillance, Song Ci saw the girl in the pink skirt outside the door, and his expression became alert.

What is Mu Qiu doing here? Song Ci hesitated behind the door for a while before opening the door.

Mu Qiu was carrying a few bottles of beer. She walked in, held up the wine, smiled and said to Song Ci: "I heard that brother-in-law is not at home, sister, I will come to drink with you."

Both sisters can drink. In the past at Mu's house, under the stars in midsummer, the sisters would also sit on the roof, drink beer bottles, and talk about all kinds of gossip.

Song Ci let Mu Qiu in.

The two were sitting on the floor in front of the French windows. Song Ci looked at the wine bottles and said, "Should I make two snacks?"

Mu Qiu pinned her long hair behind her ears and said, "Okay."

In twenty minutes, Song Ci made a cucumber and fried peanuts. She put the dishes on a small table and sat on the floor with Mu Qiu. Seeing Mu Qiu opening the cap of the wine bottle neatly, Song Ci warned her: "Your current body is not suitable for drinking."

Mu Qiu smiled relievedly, "After a day, count as a day, sister, let me have a happier life."

What can Song Ci say?

Mu Qiu took a sip of wine and said: "School is open, and my roommate asked me why I didn't go to school." Mu Qiu lived in school when he was studying, and only went home on holidays. Seeing that her bed was empty, the roommate thought she had moved out this semester.

Mu Qiu shrugged and laughed at himself: "How can I reply? Tell them, I'm dying, so I don't need to read?"

Song Ci frowned and looked at her, but did not respond to her mockery.

Mu Qiu kept drinking, and soon finished three bottles, while Song Ci only drank one. Mu Qiu's drinking volume is not as good as Song Ci. After three bottles of beer, Mu Qiu's brain is actually a little dizzy and up, but his consciousness is still clear.

She held the wine bottle and tilted her head to look at Song Ci.

The setting sun shone on Song Ci through the French windows. Her short burgundy hair is covered with a golden light, and her porcelain-white cheeks are even more exquisite and beautiful, and her brown eyes, like double pupils, are very beautiful. Rao is Mu Qiu, a girl who saw it, and was also moved.

"You will always be like this." Mu Qiu said suddenly.

Song Ci looked sideways and looked at her.

Mu Qiu squinted his eyes and frowned, and said: "Song Ci has a beautiful and charming appearance like a rose, but she is as proud as a winter plum. She is charming and not vulgar, and is a true flower of wealth in the world."

Song Ci sneered, "Who said that is really exaggerated."

Mu Qiu chuckled and said, "This is how the senior I had a crush on, his comments on Weibo wrote."

Song Ci was taken aback.

Mu Qiu reached out and rubbed Song Ci's cheeks, eyes, nose, and mouth. Finally, that hand firmly pinched Song Ci's cheek. "Do you know how much I hate your face."

Song Ci knocked off Mu Qiu's hand, his lips twitched, and his smile was very cold, "I know now."

Mu Qiu shook his head.

She put down the wine bottle, leaned over and hugged Song Ci. From a distance, the two sisters showed deep affection.

Mu Qiu said to Song Ci: "I hate you, Song Ci. From the first day you entered my house at the age of thirteen, I hated you. Before you came, everyone praised me. I said I was smart and sensible. I will definitely make my parents proud in the future. But when you come, I will be the foil."

"I'm pretty, but I'm better than you."

"Song Ci, what are you doing at my house?"

What are you doing at her house?

Come to her as a heart donor! Song Ci felt disgusting in his heart. She answered Mu Qiu blankly: "You have to ask your father, he brought me back to Mu's house."

Mu Qiu cried with anger, and tears fell on Song Ci's shoulders and wet her skirt.

After a while, Mu Qiu let go of Song Ci's body. She looked at Song Ci's beautiful face with teary eyes, with a look of resentment, "Why didn't you die in that earthquake?"

This is completely torn apart.