Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

Han Zhan stared at the computer and saw a thin woman gently opened the door and walked in. This person is Mu Qiu, the daughter of Mu family. Mu Qiu stepped barefoot on the wooden floor and walked silently to the big bed of the master bedroom. She stared at Song Ci for a while, struggling but hesitated.

Suddenly, Mu Qiu pulled out a silver knife from his waist! Her hand holding the knife trembled violently, but she still held the knife in both hands, stabbing the tip of the knife towards Song Ci's chest little by little!

Just when the tip of the knife touched Song Ci's chest, Mu Qiu woke up like a dream. She withdrew the dagger neatly, turned and ran out of the room while holding the dagger. Less than two minutes after she left, Song Ci, who was sleeping, suddenly twisted her body, apparently dreaming.

After a while, Song Ci broke free from the dream and suddenly sat up from the bed. She pressed her heart, touched her hair, then fell to the side of the bed, gasping for breath weakly.

After Han Zhan watched this video, his eyes were gloomy, and there were storms in it.

This Mu Qiu...

In the morning, after Song Ci got up, she took off her pajamas and walked to the cloakroom. She threw the pajamas into the laundry basket, took a loose white shirt and a pale pink hip skirt from the hanger.

When she stood in front of the dressing mirror to put on her clothes and buttoned the buttons, she caught a glimpse of the mark on her chest in the mirror, her eyes condensed suddenly.

Song Ci thought he was wrong. She approached the mirror, leaned closer to the mirror, and carefully observed her chest. Yes, there is indeed a small blood stain there, as if the skin was separated by something sharp, and blood beads ooze out.

what is this?

Song Ci condensed her eyebrows bitterly, and when she realized when the bloodstain was left, a chill quickly rushed to the sky along the soles of her feet.

This is what Mu Qiu did!

The dream last night may not be a dream at all, but the body in danger is warning her!

Although it is not clear why Mu Qiu let him go at the last juncture last night, from the moment Mu Qiu had the idea of ​​killing Song Ci, there was only one ending between Song Ci and Mu Qiu——

Either you die, or I die!

Song Ci now has two things to do. First, repay Mu Mian's upbringing expenses as soon as possible, and clarify the relationship with the Mu family. Second, strive to defeat Mu Mian as soon as possible, and let Mu Mian and Mu Qiu atone for the sins they committed in their previous lives!

As for how to bring down Mu Mian...

The last life of Song Ci worked in Mu Mian's company for a while and knew some secrets that others didn't know. The development of the Yuese shopping website to the current Chaoyang company is not without blood debt...

Song Ci got dressed, walked to the master bedroom, stood in front of the French window and called Long Yu.

"Brother Long, can you check someone for me?"

Long Yu was practicing Sanda at home. After receiving a call from Song Ci, Long Yu stopped temporarily. He held the phone and replied to Song Ci: "Madam, who do you want me to check for you?"

Song Ci stared at the busy traffic downstairs outside the window, and whispered out a person's name: "Su Buuforget."

Long Yu said: "Our country has a large population, and there are too many people with the same name and surname. Does Madam know more specific information? The more the better."

After thinking about it, Song Ci said: "Su Bubu forget, if he is not dead, his age should be between forty-six and forty-eight. The university majored in computer science at Wangdong University and graduated in 1995. Others, I don’t clear."

Long Yu: "That's enough."

"Brother Long is troublesome. Once you find this person's news, let me know as soon as possible." Hanging up the phone, Song Ci's body began to tremble uncontrollably. She was never a cruel person. She was really about to retaliate against Mu Mian and his daughter before Song Ci realized that she was so excited and afraid that she trembled.

Taking a deep breath, Song Ci turned to pour a cup of warm water, poured a cup of water, and his trembling body calmed down slightly.

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Han Zhan's flight arrived at the airport at one o'clock noon. He dragged his luggage and followed the other passengers out of the aisle. He walked towards the exit gate without squinting, as he did every time.

In the car sent by Li Li to pick him up, Han Zhan was about to tell the driver to drive when the mobile phone in his pocket suddenly rang. When he took it out, he saw that it was Song Ci, and the corners of Han Zhan's lips rose subconsciously.

"Porcelain treasure." Han Zhan shouted out the porcelain treasure, which caused the driver to sneak a glance behind him.

Han Zhan noticed the driver's eyes and glanced up at him. The driver quickly turned his head, eyes empty.

Song Ci was very noisy. Han Zhan heard Song Ci ask: "Brother Han, why have you not come out? I think they all came out, didn’t you see you?" Song Ci knew that Han Zhan was flying on a Zeus airliner today. She stood at the exit of the VIP channel and waited until the last person came out, but did not wait for Han Zhan.

Hearing this, Han Zhan was really stunned. "Are you at the airport?"

Song Ci: "Yeah, I'm here to pick you up, how about you?"

Han Zhan held his forehead with his hand and smiled and said: "I have already come out. Are you at the VIP passage door? I was in economy class, and I missed you when I came out. You come to the door and I will pick you up. "

Song Ci looked dazed.

Brother Han is Brother Han, and he is actually in economy class!

She hurried to the exit, and she saw Han Zhan there. Han Zhan was holding a black umbrella and wearing a crow-green shirt. The patter of rain dripped around his body, like a picture and a beautiful woman.

He was standing in the rain, and his clear gray-blue eyes, except for the drops of water, all looked like Song Ci.

Song Ci ran over and hugged Han Zhan by the waist, "I miss you, Brother Han!"

Han Zhan smiled.

The little wife is passionate and unrestrained, and Han Zhan is embarrassed if he doesn't respond. "Well, I miss you too."

Song Ci got into Han Zhan's arms and bent down, and the two got into the car together. During the whole process, the umbrella covered Song Ci, except for her high heels and wet ankles, her clothes were still clean. But Han Zhan's right shoulder and trouser leg were all wet.

Seeing that both Mr. Han and Mrs. Han were in the car, they hugged each other crookedly, and the driver consciously shook the baffle. He heard the wife at the back smiling and telling Mr. Han: "Brother Han, you driver will really come."

Driver: "..." He was thankful that he raised the baffle up, leaving a good impression on Mrs. Han.

Han Zhan knew that Song Ci had a frivolous mouth. In fact, when the real guns were fighting, they were both weak and weak, and they would easily be bullied and cry. "Don't bully him. It's not easy for the driver to work with money." He guessed that the driver must be suffering.

Song Ci chuckled lightly, thinking that Brother Han was kind. "Can the driver pull over and stop the car?"

Although he didn't know what Song Ci was going to do, Han Zhan asked the driver to find a shelter from the rain and park the car. Song Ci got out of the car, stepped on her high heels in the rain, and walked around to the trunk of the car. She opened the suitcase and found a clean suit for Han Zhan.

Returning to the car with his clothes, Song Ci asked Han Zhan to take off his clothes. "Change to dry clothes, don't catch a cold."

Han Zhan is actually not so delicate. When he was a soldier, he had lurked in the swamp and roasted in the desert, and his physical fitness had always been very good. However, Han Zhan really enjoyed Song Ci's care.

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