"Mr. Han." Cheng Yanmo spoke first, breaking the silence.
"Mr. Cheng, I see that you seem to have something to say to me." Han Zhan is good at playing tricks on people's hearts, and he is also good at reading words and expressions. The way Cheng Yanmo looked at himself before, obviously hidden a lot of doubts, as if he had something to say.
Cheng Yanmo deliberately didn't ask what the relationship between Han Zhan and Han Aoyu was, but said: "Some time ago, the owner of my back mountain forest villa moved back."
Han Zhan asked him: "My grandfather mentioned me to you?" Han Zhan indirectly admitted that he and Han Aoyu are grandparents.
Cheng Yanmo would not mention grandpa for no reason, since he took the initiative to mention it, he had already guessed his identity. There is no point in hiding it.
When the speculation was confirmed, Cheng Yanmo couldn't help but sighed: "It turns out that Mr. Han is really the grandson of that old gentleman." Cheng Yanmo shook his head and laughed, "Mr. Han is really hiding something."
Han Zhan couldn't help but think of the old lady Cheng's banquet, when he met Cheng Yanmo for the first time, Cheng Yanmo adhered to the way of not easily offending or underestimating others in dealing with others. "Mr. Cheng also doesn't reveal anything."
For a moment, Cheng Yanmo couldn't tell whether Han Zhan was praising him or mocking him.
Standing up straight, Han Zhan turned his head slightly, and looked at Cheng Yanmo with straight eyes. Cheng Yanmo wore silver-rimmed glasses. Looking at him, he looked gentle, with the elegance of a cultured person and the dignity of a wealthy son.
But once you look deeply into the pair of black eyes behind the lens, it is like looking into two old wells, looking at the ancient wells without waves, but bottomless.
Han Zhan felt emotional, "You have grown up." He raised his hand to compare his chest, thinking about his childhood. "At that time, you always ran behind me. You were much shorter than me, and you looked like you had a cold and runny nose. You were very timid."
Cheng Yanmo was rarely ashamed. "I was young then."
Han Zhan shook his head, not interested in continuing to recall the past with Cheng Yanmo.
They are not children anymore, they have grown up and have their own positions.
"I know you're investigating me." Han Zhan directly split the layer of mist, and opened the skylight with Cheng Yanmo to speak frankly. "If you want to persuade me to take a step back and let the Mu family go, then I'm sorry, but I can't."
Cheng Yanmo felt tricky. "Is there really no room for slowing down?" He and Mu Qiu were in love after all, and he tried to help if he could.
Han Zhan shook his finger. "No, Song Ci is my bottom line. What the Mu family did is too much."
Patting Cheng Yanmo's shoulder, Han Zhan warned Cheng Yanmo in the attitude of an elder: "Little Momo, if you don't want to get muddy all over your body, don't go in the Mu family's muddy water."
Cheng Yanmo originally wanted to intercede for Mu Mian again, hoping that Han Zhan would sell him a little because of the friendship between the two families. But Han Zhan's little voice made Cheng Yanmo stunned.
Silently digesting this nasty title, Cheng Yanmo still did not give up, and asked again: "Is it really impossible to compromise?"
Han Zhan shook his head, "I can't." He pursed his thin lips tightly, showing a refusal gesture that he didn't want to speak again.
Seeing this, Cheng Yanmo had no choice but to give up.
Han Zhan still wanted to find Song Ci, and he didn't have the energy to spend with Cheng Yanmo, "Excuse me, let's talk again when we have time."
Staring at Han Zhan's striding back, Cheng Yanmo's eyes gradually condensed two pure black spots of light. In a daze, he seemed to have returned to that dream, and saw Han Zhan in his forties in the dream.
In that dream, Han Zhan, who was in his forties, was already a business myth in Wangdongcheng, the most honorable and richest man. He is not only wealthy but also capable of making a statement in the business world, and he is admired by all businessmen.
Because of that dream, Cheng Yanmo was restless all day.
The cause is this—
Yesterday, Cheng Yanmo was still on a business trip.
I heard that Mu Qiu had a sudden myocardial infarction and fainted. He was admitted to the hospital, and is very likely to undergo a heart transplant. Cheng Yanmo missed Mu Qiu in his heart, and was also worried that there would be an accident during the operation, so he immediately left the matter at hand to his confidant subordinates, and took a plane back to Dongcheng.
The plane encountered turbulence over Tibet for a while. The situation was urgent and uncontrollable. The stewardess kept reminding them to put on life jackets.
Cheng Yanmo put on the lifejacket, and he swayed with the fuselage. In a daze, many strange but real pictures appeared in his mind.
Cheng Yanmo saw many pictures, including him, Mu Qiu, Song Ci, his younger brother Cheng Ziang, and the wealthy Han Zhan.
That is a different future.
In the future he saw, Song Ci did not marry Han Zhan, but his pussy younger brother. The two beat each other for several years, and finally pierced Cheng Ziang's small intestine with Song Ci, and the marriage ended in a funny way.
And Mu Qiu also married him at the age of 22 and gave birth to two children for him. A girl and a boy, smart and cute.
But the good times didn't last long. At the age of twenty-nine, Mu Qiu's heart suddenly rejected, and he needed another heart replacement. Coincidentally, Song Ci, the adopted daughter of the Mu family, was in a car accident and fell into the Yulongyuan River, and died after rescue efforts failed.
Song Ci had signed an agreement on voluntary organ donation after death. After her death, her heart was naturally donated to her closest family member, Mu Qiu.
Not only that, Song Ci's lungs, kidneys, including corneas and well-preserved hands were donated to those who really needed them after his death.
The peerless beauties who once became famous in the entire Wangdong City and even the whole country by virtue of their amazing beauty and musical talent, did not even have a whole body after death!
It was a good thing that Mu Qiu survived. But what followed was one bad thing after another. First, Mu Mian was accused by a woman of having murdered his partners, Su Buwang and his wife, as well as his first love when he was young.
Mu Mian was imprisoned and sentenced to death, and the Mu family completely collapsed.
Since then, the Cheng family's industry has been suppressed and squeezed out all over the world. Cheng Yanmo was in a passive position, and he was so busy that he searched for a long time before finding out who was behind the attack on the Cheng family.
Unexpectedly, that person turned out to be Han Zhan, the richest man in Wangdong City!
Cheng Yanmo thought that he had no bad relationship with Han Zhan, and wanted to meet and talk with Han Zhan many times, but Han Zhan avoided him.
He and Han Zhan fought non-stop for six years, retreating steadily, and Chuandong Group was finally defeated by Zeus International.
On the night when Chuandong International was acquired by Zeus Airlines, Cheng Yanmo drove his car into Wangjiangshan's majestic and majestic house regardless of the guard's stop.
He found Han Zhan, and angrily asked why Han Zhan wanted to kill his family.
The man was dressed in black, standing under the blooming magnolia tree in the backyard of his house. He gently touched his eyes, and said in a gentle tone: "Look, the magnolia blossoms are blooming." He seemed to be whispering to his lover, and his tone was very light.
Cheng Yanmo glanced at the magnolia tree, the flowers all over the tree were indeed beautiful.
"It's a pity that she can't see it." Han Zhan raised his hand and picked off a magnolia. He put it in front of his nose and sniffed it, and said to himself: "She said that she likes magnolia flowers, so I planted a garden full of them in the yard." Magnolia tree."
"I have guarded this yard alone for six years, but I will never wait for their owners." Han Zhan crushed the magnolia flower with two fingers of his left hand, and white juice flowed out.
Cheng Yanmo stared at the flower juice, his eyebrows twitched. He heard Han Zhan say: "Mr. Cheng, go back and say hello to Mrs. Zun for me. Just ask her, Song Ci's heart, is she okay with it?"
Cheng Yanmo was shocked.
He never imagined that the decline of the Cheng family and Chuandong Group was due to a woman! A married and divorced woman!
After Cheng Yanmo returned home, he asked Mu Qiu what Han Zhan meant by that. In desperation, Mu Qiu confessed his crime to him.
Only then did Cheng Yanmo know that the death of the number one socialite Song Ci was not an accident, but Mu Mian's father and daughter conspired to kill her and wanted to take her heart to save Mu Qiu's life!
Cheng Yanmo looked at his wife, who was as beautiful and elegant as a girl, and felt absurdly cheated. How could his beloved wife be such a murderous woman who could kill her fellow sisters just to survive
Because of this incident, the relationship between the two broke up. Although they did not divorce, they lost their relationship as husband and wife.
In the second year, when Mu Qiu was crossing the road, he suddenly had a cerebral hemorrhage and fainted, and was crushed to death by a car that didn't control the speed. As for Cheng Yanmo, he was forced by the bank and creditors to be unable to move, and finally committed suicide by drinking a bullet.
The future he saw was absurd and terrifying.
Cheng Yanmo fell into that dream-like illusion and lost his mind. At this moment, a child walked past Cheng Yanmo. He accidentally crushed the balloon in his hand and made a popping sound.
Cheng Yanmo seemed to have heard a gunshot, and felt the pain of bullets piercing his throat and neck. He came back to his senses suddenly, in his sight, Han Zhan had just walked away.
The shadows of the thirty-two-year-old Han Zhan and the forty-seven-year-old Han Zhan overlapped, which made Cheng Yanmo break out in a cold sweat as if he had just woken up from a dream.
Seeing that the child frightened Cheng Yanmo, the child's father hurriedly apologized to Cheng Yanmo: "Sorry, the child is naughty, did you surprise Mr.?"
Cheng Yanmo looked at the broken balloons in front of the child, and always felt that something along with the balloons burst, exploded, and could never recover.
"It's okay." Shaking his head, Cheng Yanmo took the elevator of the Science and Technology Building downstairs and left the hospital.
He is a materialist, and he does not believe in ghosts, gods, Buddhas, past lives or present lives. But the scenes in the dream were so clear and vivid that even now when I think about it, I still feel chills behind.
Cheng Yanmo had to believe that this might be a warning from God, warning him not to provoke Song Ci and Han Zhan, not to get deeply entangled with Mu Qiu, so as not to repeat the same mistakes in the illusion.
The Cheng family and Chuandong Group cannot be destroyed in his hands!
He can't be that sinner! -
Knock Knock—
After knocking on the door, Song Ci stood outside the door of the ward, waiting patiently.
The person who came to open the door was Du Tingting. As soon as she opened the door, she saw Song Ci standing outside the door, her expression suddenly became flickering, very embarrassed.
"Song Song" Du Tingting timidly called Song Ci. After calling Song Song, Du Tingting nodded her head. What happened last night made Du Tingting feel ashamed to face Song Ci.
Song Ci saw Du Tingting's guilt and uneasiness, and felt a little moved. "Mother, you look ugly, didn't you rest last night?"
"Where can I sleep?"
The two of them never mentioned anything about Mu Mian, as if this could negate the fact that Mu Mian was trying to hurt Song Fei.
Song Ci glanced behind Du Tingting and saw that Mu Qiu was still lying on the bed, motionless, so she asked, "I heard that Mu Qiu had a heart attack last night, are you still awake?"
Noticing that Song Ci called Mu Qiu's name instead of an affectionate "Qiu'er", Du Tingting understood Song Ci's position.
Shaking her head, Du Tingting told her: "Her heart failed very quickly, and she began to cough, with blood in her sputum."
Du Tingting didn't continue talking.
Song Ci also understood what Du Tingting meant.
Since Mu Qiu hasn't woken up yet, she doesn't have to go in. "Mother, you have to take care of yourself, I'm leaving first." She had to go downstairs to visit Song Fei.
Du Tingting suddenly grabbed Song Fei's wrist.
Song Ci turned her head, looked at Du Tingting, and said nothing.
Du Tingting looked at Song Ci weepingly, her lips moved, as if she had a lot to say. Song Ci could read the information contained in Du Tingting's eyes, but she pretended not to understand.
Song Ci said, "I'm leaving." She reached out to take Du Tingting's hands away.
Du Tingting held her tightly.
Before Song Ci was about to shake off her hands, Du Tingting suddenly made a plop and knelt down for Song Ci. When she knelt down, her hair was disheveled, her elegance and nobility were gone.
"Song Song!" Du Tingting lowered her head, tears just fell on the floor.
Song Ci stared at her expressionlessly, without saying a word.
Du Tingting hugged Song Ci's hand, lowered her head and cried, "Song Song, Qiu'er is about to die, Song Song, take pity on me, don't let them take Mu Mian away, okay?"
Pressing her right hand on Du Tingting's hands, Song Ci opened Du Tingting's fingers one by one.
Withdrawing her hand and looking at Du Tingting indifferently, Song Ci asked Du Tingting: "You persuaded me to leave Mu Mian to you, so who ever persuaded Mu Mian to leave Song Fei to me?"
As the perpetrator's wife, how did Du Tingting have the face to ask her, the victim's sister, for forgiveness? If murder can be forgiven, what is the need for the law
"Mother, pay off the debts of each person. I will not bet on you for Mu Mian's crimes, but mother should not force me either." Song Ci's heart was as cold as iron, and she said, "I will not let Mu Mian go." , Song Fei is my bottom line."
Du Tingting knew that Song Ci would not spare Mu Mian.
She thought of the deep relationship between Song Ci and Mu Qiu, so she didn't give up and played the emotional card. "Song Song, your father was fooled by lard and did such a foolish thing! But he had no choice but to do it because of Mu Qiu, you and Mu Qiu are sisters, you really can't let your father go Is it? If Qiu saw her father imprisoned, she might die in a moment of impatience!"
Du Tingting is not a cruel person, she can be said to be a kind and weak woman. But this weak woman put the knife of family affection on Song Ci's neck, forcing her to soften her heart.
Song Ci felt cold in her heart, "Sure enough, your own daughter is valuable, and other people's daughters are worthless." She knelt down and looked at Du Tingting.
Looking at Du Tingting's tears, Song Ci asked her: "Dare to ask mother, from the beginning to the end, do you really not know what Mu Mian did?"
Du Tingting was speechless when questioned by Song Ci.
"As early as two months ago, when Mu Qiu was hospitalized for the first time, in the cafe, you asked me about Song Fei's whereabouts. At that time, you were aware of Mu Mian's unruly intentions towards Song Fei, right?"
"Mother, you are still helping Mu Mian after all. Your concealment of Mu Mian's despicable behavior is actually helping the evildoer!"
As soon as the words "help the evildoers and abuse the evil spirits" were uttered, Du Tingting was directly nailed to the spot, unable to move. Du Tingting's face was bloodless, her eyelashes trembling crazily.
She couldn't help thinking that if she had told Song Ci about Mu Mian's intentions for Song Fei as early as she had discovered. Sister Song Ci kept an eye on Mu Mian, did this happen last night
Realizing that her invisible connivance to Mu Mian had indirectly caused today's situation, Du Tingting blamed herself endlessly.
At this time Han Zhan came over and saw Du Tingting kneeling and Song Ci squatting, he probably understood what happened. "Get up." He grabbed Song Ci's arm and helped her up.
Song Ci obediently stood beside Han Zhan.
Han Zhan looked at Du Tingting condescendingly. Although he knew that this woman was not bad, Han Zhan was still displeased with her protection of Mu Mian.
"Mrs. Mu." Han Zhan has no relationship with Du Tingting. Unlike Song Ci, he has to think twice about what he says. He told Du Tingting: "Instead of begging Song Ci to forgive Mu Mian here, you should ask your husband what other illegal and criminal things he has done."
Looking at Mu Qiu who was sleeping on the bed in the ward, Han Zhan said again: "Why don't you polish your eyes brighter and take a good look at your own daughter, what kind of person is she?"
"Excuse me." After speaking, Han Zhan pulled Song Ci away.
When Du Tingting heard Han Zhan's words, she felt even more uneasy, and her eyebrows kept beating wildly. Did Mu Mian do other outrageous things
Will not!
My husband is not such a cruel person.
This time targeting Song Fei was also due to Mu Qiu's physical illness, so he had no choice but to do it! Besides, Du Tingting could see clearly what kind of person her daughter was.
Han Zhan must be scaring himself!
Du Tingting could only comfort herself in this way.
Han Zhan took Song Ci for a while, and when Du Tingting was out of sight, he let go of Song Ci's wrist. "Did you feel soft-hearted again just now? Can't bear it anymore?" Han Zhan hated that iron can't be made into steel, and wanted to shake Song Ci's head to empty the water in her head.
Song Ci said: "I didn't sympathize with her, nor could I bear it. I just thought she was quite pathetic. I have shared the bed with my husband for more than 20 years, but I don't know her true face. The daughter I brought up by myself also has white eyes. Wolf."
"I just feel that it's sad for a woman to live in her role."
Han Zhan knew that Song Ci had softened his heart.
"Are you still going to see Song Fei?"
"go."
Song Ci and Han Zhan came to Song Fei's ward together.
Hospital beds are tight, no matter whether it is a VIP ward or a general ward, there are no extra beds. Not only that, there are people waiting in line to be hospitalized.
Song Fei was still living in the same ward last night. She had already woken up and changed into light blue pajamas. Yan Jiang sat on the stool of Song Fei's hospital bed without saying a word, just staring at her without blinking.
That focused and serious demeanor was like a dragon staring at a golden gem for fear of being stolen.
Ever since Song Fei woke up, Yan Jiang had been looking at her like this. No matter how strong Song Fei's mentality was, she still felt her scalp tingling. "Can you stop looking at me like that?" Song Fei's icy voice was full of resignation.
Yan Jiang didn't seem to hear what she was saying, and remained motionless.
Song Fei asked him suddenly: "Did you not sleep or eat these days?" In less than ten days, Yan Jiang lost his appearance, and his eyes were also blue-gray.
Song Fei felt a little pain in her heart.
She hesitated and stretched out her hand, touching Yan Jiang's cheek. There's not even much flesh on the top, it's uncomfortable to touch, "too thin!"
Song Fei was about to withdraw her hand, when Yan Jiang suddenly grabbed Song Fei's elbow, pulled her up from the bed, and pulled her into his arms.
Unprepared, Song Fei fell into his arms.
She raised her head and scolded angrily: "What are you doing! I'm dizzy" After being given general anesthesia, Song Fei was dizzy and a little nauseous, and her stomach began to feel uncomfortable after being pulled by Yan Jiang like this.
The rest of her words disappeared into Yan Jiang's thin red eyes.
"It's hot." Yan Jiang said inexplicably.
Song Fei understood what Yan Jiang meant, and she stopped struggling.
Yan Jiang raised his right hand, and his fingertips carefully walked along Song Fei's eyebrows and nasal bones. Every piece of skin touched by the fingers is hot.
It is hot and alive.
"A Fei." Yan Jiang lowered his head and pressed his forehead against Song Fei's. He seemed to be talking in his sleep, and said softly, "A Fei, be good, and don't push me away in your dreams."
Song Fei was stunned.
In her ice-cold eyes, there was a rare touch of astonishment.
Dream
Yan Jiang actually thought he was dreaming!
Song Fei realized that Yan Jiang's mental state was abnormal, and she felt guilty and angry. Is this guy so vulnerable without her
But she couldn't bear to push Yan Jiang away.
Song Ci and Han Zhan walked into the ward, and saw a man and a woman hugging each other by the window. Song Ci paused, hesitated, then turned around and took Han Zhan's hand.
Han Zhan understood what she meant.
The two quietly exited the ward and stood in the corridor. Song Ci said, "Brother Han, prepare the money. I guess it will be a year or so before my sister is going to marry."
Han Zhan stroked her hair with a smile, and asked her, "How much gift money do you plan to give?"
Song Ci: "You have a good relationship, you can figure it out."
Han Zhan keenly sensed the jealousy and vigor in Song Ci's words, he frowned, and explained seriously, "I don't have a good relationship with Song Fei, I'm with you, that's why I treat her well, it's Aiwujiwu. "
He likes Song Ci, but he doesn't like every good-looking girl who looks like Song Ci.
Song Ci snorted coldly, and taunted Han Zhan, "You two have a bad relationship, will you conspire and cooperate together? Will you lie to me and A Jiang?"
Hearing this, Han Zhan's handsome face was directly cracked. He felt guilty, but still held his posture, and asked Song Ci pretending to be puzzled: "I don't understand what you are talking about."
"Don't understand?" Song Ci pointed to Song Fei's ward and asked Han Zhan, "Do you dare to say that you were not involved in the kidnapping of Song Fei by Mu Mian?"
Just as Han Zhan was about to defend himself, Song Ci said, "I won't talk about others, but I know how smart my sister is and how she can plot people's hearts. She is so smart and cautious, will she be easily caught by Mu Mian? She was arrested on purpose, designed to let Mu Mian jump into your trap, and deliberately revenged on him."
Han Zhan was terrified when he heard it.
He underestimated Song Ci, this girl is not a fool, her heart is like a mirror, she sees everything clearly.
Song Ci is still saying: "Mu Mian and Du Tingting have lost a child, and Mu Qiu has become the only sustenance for them. Save the life of your own daughter."
"At this time, Song Fei and I will be in a very dangerous situation. But recently, the number of bodyguards around me has not increased, which means that you know that I will not be in danger. I am not in danger. Song Fei who is in a place where the situation is in turmoil would be dangerous."
"Song Fei is far away in Africa, where people often die, and Song Fei will not hold back suspicion when she accidentally dies in Africa. Mu Mian only needs to spend some money to create the illusion of Song Fei's death, and then find a way to secretly transport Song Fei back to China. In this way , he can take Song Fei's heart and save Mu Qiu!"
Looking at Han Zhan mockingly, Song Ci sneered. "Things I can think of, Brother Han, you are so smart, so you naturally want to. Knowing that Song Fei has become a thorn in Mu Mian's side, how could you let Song Fei go to Kinshasa alone?"
Don't look at Song Ci's logical analysis of this matter, in fact, she is not sure whether the truth is the case.
She is guessing.
But as the speculation deepened, she felt that her analysis was correct. In the process, she also noticed some things that she had missed.
Song Ci told Han Zhan again: "Yesterday at noon, when I went downstairs to the Zeus Building, I seemed to have seen Long Yu. Long Yu looked back at the East City, right?"
Long Yu's return could not be concealed from Song Ci, so Han Zhan hummed.
Song Ci's expression became even more indifferent. "Long Yu's hometown is in the north. It's autumn now, and the sun is not as hot as summer. Long Yu went back to his hometown and looked back at Dongcheng. Why is it as dark as Africans?"
Song Ci narrowed her charming eyes and bluffed Han Zhan: "Han Zhan, did you send Long Yu to Kinsasha?"
The way Han Zhan looked at Song Ci finally changed.
For the first time, he realized that Song Ci was also a smart girl with a brain.
"You can just be my silly white sweet porcelain treasure?" Han Zhan patted Song Ci's head, a little distressed, "What are you so smart for?" IQ.
This is admitted!
Han Zhan and Song Fei jointly planned this revenge. They lied to Song Ci by deceiving Song Ci. Being deceived by the two most important people around him, Song Ci felt very wronged.
Song Ci was so angry that she mercilessly knocked off Han Zhan's claws. "Don't touch me!" Song Ci turned around and walked downstairs, her back hurried, like a cat whose tail was stepped on.
Han Zhan was a little timid.
Song Ci was really angry this time, the unflattering kind.
Song Ci returned to the ward without saying a word, and was about to leave the hospital after packing up her things.
Originally, it was to pretend to be sick to win the sympathy of the people who eat melons, so that they could go to the Internet mountain to fan the flames and create momentum for Song Fei. Now that the goal has been achieved, there is no need for Song Ci to stay in the hospital.
She simply packed up her toiletries and went to the nurse's desk to complete the discharge procedures. Han Zhan was standing at the nurse's desk. When he saw her coming with a bag of toiletries, he volunteered and stretched out his hand, "I'll carry it."
Song Ci directly treated him as air.
After getting bored, Han Zhan looked embarrassed.
Song Ci quickly completed the discharge procedures, and Han Zhan followed closely during the process, fearing that Song Ci would disappear as soon as he closed his eyes.
When Song Ci reached out to hail a taxi, Han Zhan finally couldn't stand it anymore. He rushed forward in a few strides, picked up Song Ci and walked towards his car.
Song Ci struggled in his arms, "Put me down!"
Han Zhan: "Don't make trouble, make trouble in the car."
Song Ci was locked in the car by Han Zhan.
The two sat in the back row, each occupying a parking space, separated by a baby's distance. Song Ci's eyes were red with grievance, and she stubbornly looked out of the window without looking back.
Han Zhan had no choice. After thinking about it, he said, "How about we go to the fruit shop to buy a durian, and I'll go home and kneel down on the durian?" This was the cruelest punishment Han Zhan could think of.
Song Ci almost laughed out of tears.
She held back her smile, turned around, and looked at Han Zhan expressionlessly.
Han Zhan knew that he was at fault for this matter, so he lowered his posture and confessed his mistake actively and sincerely. "I'm sorry Cibao, I did partner with Song Fei to deceive everyone. I know I was wrong, but if you give me another chance to choose, I will still do it."
Song Ci was a little soft-hearted at first, but when he heard what he said later, he became angry again on the spot. "You are not wrong! You are still confident!"
"Song Fei is more wise and resourceful than you. This matter is actually her idea." Han Zhan said calmly, "She can come up with such a ruthless method, which is beyond your reach. Only a ruthless person like Song Fei , to complete such a dangerous revenge. Song Ci, compared with Song Fei, you are too kind and weak."
Han Zhan's precise analysis directly left Song Ci speechless.
Even though she knew what Han Zhan was telling the truth, she was still angry. "This incident is full of dangers. Are you not afraid that my sister will have an accident?"
"No, everything is under our control. The people who transported Song Fei from Kinshasa back to Wangdongcheng were none other than Long Yu and the others."
Song Ci was stunned.
She murmured: "That's why Mu Mian was the one who was invited into the urn. He was doomed from the beginning." Song Fei was indeed a ruthless person who could come up with this method.
"Yes." Han Zhan told Song Ci: "When I heard Song Fei say this bold plan, I knew that Mu Mian was finished."
Anyone who faces Song Fei, who is so cruel that he dares to kill himself, will lose.
Although the plan was meticulous and completed very successfully, Song Ci still felt afraid. "Anyway, I won't forgive you easily."
Han Zhan couldn't help worrying, "Then how can you forgive me?"
It is also impossible for Song Ci to fight Han Zhan to the death because of this matter, and it is the husband and wife who fight at the head of the bed and make peace at the end of the bed. Song Ci thought for a while, and then told Han Zhan viciously: "One durian is not enough, at least two are needed."
Han Zhan: ""
Han Zhan still had a job. When he got home, he stayed in the conference room and turned on the network TV to hold a meeting with Li Li and his group of senior managers.
This is not the first time that Han Zhan has held a video conference with them. Everyone is familiar with Han Zhan's conference room.
Li Li stared at Han Zhan, and suddenly said, "Mr. Han, have you changed the chair?" Han Zhan in today's video conference seemed to be a bit taller than usual.
Han Zhan glanced at Li Li coldly, "Yes."
No one knew that Mr. Han, who had a calm and calm expression, was actually kneeling on a chair, and there was a black keyboard between his chair and his knees.
Durian Song Ci is reluctant to kneel to Han Zhan, but kneeling on the keyboard is still okay.
Bei Zhan smiled and said, "Your chair is too high, we have to look up at you."
Han Zhan: "You have to get used to admiring me." After all, he is the richest man in the future.
Everyone: ""
Han Zhan was having a meeting upstairs, and Song Ci was sitting on the sofa and talking on the phone.
Su Beibei's voice came to Song Ci along the receiver. "After thinking about it, I still feel that the relationship between Mu Mian and his father Mu Congjun is very interesting."
There was no one downstairs and it was very quiet. Su Beibei's voice was infinitely amplified and replayed throughout the living room.
Song Ci heard Su Beibei's whistle, she frowned and asked, "What are you doing?"
"Outside." Song Ci thought Su Beibei was wandering outside, but heard Su Beibei say, "On the way to the Dormition Hall."
"What are you doing in the Dormition Hall?" Song Ci sat up straight.
Su Beibei: "I'm going to visit Mu Congjun again. I always feel that I'm missing something." Intuition is the sixth sense, which tells Su Beibei that Mu Congjun is the most critical entry point.
Song Ci looked at the time and said, "I'll be with you."
Su Beibei looked at the navigation and told Song Ci: "I'm near your house, I'll pick you up."
"good."
Song Ci went upstairs and knocked on the door of Han Zhan's meeting room.
Hearing the knock on the door, Han Zhan said to Li Li and the others, "Wait a minute." Han Zhan turned off the video first, and then moved his legs away from the keyboard.
After kneeling for more than 20 minutes, my knees were very uncomfortable. Han Zhan rubbed his kneecaps through the fabric of his suit pants before getting up and walking to open the door.
Seeing that Song Ci was wearing a coat and carrying a bag in his hand, obviously about to go out, Han Zhan asked Song Ci, "Where are you going?"
"Beibei is near my house, and asked me to go down to play." Song Ci hugged Han Zhan's cheek and kissed, then waved, "I'm going out to be cool, Brother Han doesn't have to wait for me for lunch."
Song Ci twisted her hips and left.
Han Zhan suddenly felt lonely.
Song Ci was not at home, so Han Zhan simply put away the computer and went to work.
Su Beibei's car was parked outside the gate of the community. It was a posh Porsche sports car, very recognizable. Song Ci sat in her co-pilot and said with emotion: "Your car is not cheap, you guys make a lot of money writing novels."
Su Beibei: "It's okay."
Song Ci admired Su Beibei a little. She said, "I'm not smart enough. I always deviate from the topic when I write essays before. I especially admire those who can write stories."
Su Beibei looked at Song Ci's face with almost flawless skin, and said, "I envy those good-looking people who will be reincarnated."
"You're pretty too."
Su Beibei pointed to her eyes and said, "Double eyelids, I made it."
"It's quite natural." Song Ci leaned closer to Su Beibei and looked at her double eyelids, "I just said something was wrong. The photos of you when you were young clearly had single eyelids, and I thought they grew out later. The company you found The hospital is not bad, and it's done well, Li Li will definitely not be able to tell."
Su Beibei: "I have double eyelids because I think double eyelids are more suitable for me. Becoming beautiful is to please myself, not to please men."
Song Ci applauded for her, "Well said sister!"
While talking about the mountains, the two set off towards the Dorm Hall.
At the gate of the Dormition Hall, Song Ci and Su Beibei fell silent. They sat in the car and were in no hurry to get out. Song Ci stared at the door of the Dormition Hall and said, "What if the things are not here?"
Su Beibei: "Then keep looking."
The two got out of the car, tricked the gatekeeper at the door, and entered the Dormition Hall. This rest hall was built more luxuriously than the rest hall Song Ci chose for Song Fei. Song Ci thought he had walked into a star hotel.
Su Beibei came here once, and she took Song Ci to Mu Congjun's cabinet by familiar ways.
Su Beibei raised her jaw towards the cabinet door, "That's it."
Song Ci came to the school gate, and saw that there was only one urn and a small bottle of Erguotou inside, everything was the same as what Su Beibei saw last time.
Song Ci took out the bottle of Erguotou, played with it in his hand, and said with a sneer, "Mu Mian is trying to let his father die without peace."
Isn't it ironic that a person who died accidentally while drunk was still being worshiped by his son every year after his death
Su Beibei took Song Ci's hand away, feeling more and more weird in her heart.
"Take out the urn." Su Beibei said.
Song Ci was a little surprised when he heard this. "Are you sure?" Does this count as copying someone's ancestral grave
"Scared?" Su Beibei curled her lips into a smile, a little contemptuous of Song Ci. "Coward, Bai has such a big pair of breasts."
There are very few messages in the past few days. I thought it was because someone read it. It turned out that the system was under maintenance and the messages could not be displayed.
slightly slightly ~
(end of this chapter)