Han Zhan had been kicked and punched before, but this was the first time he was slapped.
Han Zhan turned his head slowly and looked at Song Ci. Song Ci blushed with excitement, and the right hand that hit Han Zhan was still shaking. It was obvious that he was the one who was beaten, but Han Zhan felt sorry for Song Ci.
Han Zhan tried to reach out and pinch Song Ci's hand, but Song Ci struggled a bit, but couldn't break free. Han Zhan touched Song Ci's reddened palm, lowered his eyelids, covering his eyes full of regret and shame. He asked Song Ci: "Cibao, does it hurt?"
Song Ci looked at her hands, and at Han Zhanxin's left face with five fingerprints on it. Her breathing was painful.
"Han Zhan, our marriage was originally motivated by impure motives. From the very beginning, I needed your protection and used your identity to take revenge on Mu Mian. I used you, and of course you can use me, which is fair. But Han Zhan, Can't you just use me to speak out just like me? Do you have to be so despicable? Do you have to make me feel sick!"
The word disgusting came out of Song Ci's mouth, and Han Zhan's heart suddenly fluttered. He tightly grasped Song Ci's wrist, looked up at her, the whites of his gray-blue eyes were bloodshot.
"Song Ci, listen to me." Han Zhan said anxiously, fearing that Song Ci would leave him and leave.
Song Ci suppressed the anger and resentment in her heart, managed to maintain a calm mood, gritted her teeth and said, "Say it, tell me everything clearly."
Han Zhan told Song Ci: "I took you from the Mu family to live with me at the beginning, and it was indeed for such an ulterior purpose. But on the first day we lived together, I accidentally broke your baby box , I found that the safety buckle that you have kept as a treasure for eight years is the one I lost at the earthquake rescue site, and I realized that you are the little girl I gave my life to save back then."
"At that moment, I felt ashamed of my dirty thoughts. At that time, I was thinking, this is the little girl I personally pulled back from the gate of hell, how could I hurt her?"
Song Ci also remembered what Han Zhan said.
She remembered very clearly that in the garage downstairs, when Han Zhan was helping her with things, he accidentally dropped her precious wooden box on the ground. The safety buckle fell and fell out, fearing that the safety buckle would be broken, Song Ci hurriedly picked up the safety buckle, holding it for a while.
Thinking of blowing and touching the pendant in front of the owner of the pendant like a baby, Song Ci's ears felt a little hot.
She was both annoyed and angry.
Han Zhan told Song Ci again: "I really fell in love with you and decided to give up using you to deal with my father. It was the day I received the certificate."
Song Ci tried to recall what happened that day, but she only remembered that they got their certificates and went to the Shenxiang restaurant for dinner at night. After the meal, because Han Zhan gave her a bank card, the two of them met for the first time. There was an awkward situation.
As for the others, Song Ci couldn't remember clearly.
Han Zhan knew that Song Ci had forgotten, but he still remembered it clearly. While recalling the scene of that day, he said: "On the way home after receiving the certificate, we put rings on each other, and then you snatched my fake finger and put it on for me yourself. At that time, you said something, you say"
Under Han Zhan's reminder, Song Ci suddenly remembered everything, and she said that sentence: "Brother Han, from now on, you can only touch your right hand and your tie." She seemed to be like this at the time Said.
Hearing Song Ci's words, Han Zhan's eyes burst into scorching light. "That's right! That's the sentence!" It was actually exact.
"You don't even know how excited I was the moment I heard that, and my heartbeat didn't even look like mine. At that time, I knew, bad, I might be tempted by you. With the company later Get along, I fall into you step by step"
Han Zhan looked up at Song Ci, and said resignedly, "The frog boiled in warm water is not you, but me." The person who started the fire turned into a frog that jumped into the warm water.
"When I knew that Ah Rang had noticed you, I was really scared that day. It was only at that moment that I realized clearly that I could no longer push you into my father's fire pit as I planned. I actually It's because I'm afraid that you will be hurt."
"From the moment I decided to confess Arang's identity to you, I surrendered."
Han Zhan's back, which was always straight and loose, bent down in front of Song Ci for the first time. His forehead rested on the back of Song Ci's hand, and his shoulders trembled, as if
He cried
Tears fell on the back of Song Ci's hands, and dripped down the sofa along her fingers.
Song Ci was a little taken aback.
Will Han Zhan cry too
Seeing Han Zhan crying bitterly, the anger in Song Ci's heart was extinguished little by little, and she couldn't live up to it, and began to feel sorry for him again.
Song Ci heard Han Zhan say in pain: "Song Ci, I know that you and your mother are innocent, but I have a grudge in my heart! I once watched my father kill my mother. Dying and bleeding mother, do you know what my father said at that time? He said: Han Mulan, if it wasn’t for your face, I would make your life worse than death.”
"How ridiculous you look, she was killed by him, and I have to thank him for not torturing and humiliating her"
Song Ci was not Han Zhan, so he couldn't empathize with the painful experience he had endured as a child, but after hearing these words, he felt unhappy.
Song Ci was very confused, and now she didn't want to face Han Zhan again, so she said, "Han Zhan, let me go."
Han Zhan thought that Song Ci was going to leave him, so he quickly hugged Song Ci's waist and begged her to stay. "Song Ci, don't go! Do you want me?"
Song Ci was silent for a while, but still put his hands on Han Zhan's head. "Han Zhan, I won't leave you. I want to stay at Yan Jiang's house tonight. Let me stay alone for a while."
It doesn't make sense to keep making trouble.
Hearing this, Han Zhan still refused. "If you want to be alone, then you can stay here and I'll go." He would never allow Song Ci to leave this house. He was afraid that Song Ci would never come back after leaving.
Song Ci felt that Han Zhan's emotions were too tense, and didn't want to anger him, so he agreed. "Okay then, you go out."
Han Zhan reluctantly let go of her waist, put on his slippers, and walked to the door step by step. While lowering his head to change his shoes, Han Zhan heard Song Ci call his name. "Han Zhan!"
Han Zhan looked up in surprise, thinking that Song Ci wanted him to stay.
Song Ci stood in the middle of the living room, her eyes full of inquiry fell on Han Zhan.
The expression on Song Ci's face was like weeping and complaining. She asked Han Zhan: "Let me ask you, in the past six months, you have been kind to me, loved me and taken care of me. Is it really all just to trick me into falling in love with you?"
Biting her red lips, Song Ci looked at Han Zhan with tears in her eyes, and asked, "Are there any times when you just wanted to be nice to me?"
A flash of pain flashed in Han Zhan's eyes, and he said, "Believe it or not, but Song Ci, every time I treat you well, I can't help it." After finishing speaking, he opened the door and walked out.
After Han Zhan disappeared from the house, Song Ci suddenly felt that the house was so big and empty.
She turned to go upstairs, stopped when she passed the sofa, and glanced into the middle of the sofa. The surface of the black sofa was wet and not yet dry.
Song Ci stretched out her hands and looked at her fingers, as if she could still feel the temperature of Han Zhan's tears.
She should hate Han Zhan, but her heart is aching for Han Zhan.
There is no cure for her. -
Han Zhan drove around this bustling city for a long time, and finally, he parked the car in front of the villa in the middle of the mountain.
No matter how a person grows up, whether it is a child or an old age, when they are wronged and bullied, the first place that comes to mind is always home.
When Zhong Buhui heard the sound of the car, he quickly turned on a light in the room, got out of bed, walked to the window, and glanced at the entrance of the courtyard downstairs.
Seeing that it was Han Zhan's car coming, Zhong Buhui hurriedly put on his down jacket and went downstairs to open the door for Han Zhan. "Zhan Zhan, why are you here so late?"
Zhong Buhui reached out to hold Han Zhan's hand, only to realize that Han Zhan's hand was cold. He hurriedly pulled Han Zhan into the room and entered the hall. With the bright light, Zhong Buhui realized that Han Zhan's eyes were red.
There was a thud in his heart, and while pouring hot water for Han Zhan, Zhong Buhui asked tentatively, "Are you arguing with Miss Song?" Zhong Buhui turned around, handed the water cup to Han Zhan, "Come on, have some hot water."
"Thank you, Uncle Zhong."
Holding the teacup in both hands, Han Zhan sat down on the teacher's chair that grandpa loved most. Han Zhan just drank tea in silence, and had no intention of speaking.
Zhong Buhui stayed with him, it was really cold at night, so Zhong Buhui lit the fire in the fireplace in the living room.
The room was gradually warming up. At this moment, I didn't regret hearing the sound of slow footsteps upstairs. He glanced at Han Zhan and reminded him: "It should be the old man who has come down."
Han Zhan then stood up and sat down in another position.
Wearing thick and warm pajamas and fluffy slippers, Han Aoyu walked downstairs slowly while leaning on the railing. He stood behind the grand teacher's chair, staring at the slap print on Han Zhan's left face, and slowly narrowed those vicious and vicissitudes of life eyes.
Han Aoyu sat down on his chair, Zhong Buhui hurriedly handed a cup of hot water to the old man.
The old man took a sip of the water, moistened his throat, and then looked at Han Zhan.
Looking at the red and swollen palm print on Han Zhan's left face, Han Aoyu could imagine how angry Song Ci was when he slapped Han Zhan. Han Aoyu suddenly said with emotion: "Everyone will pay the price for their mistakes, Han Zhan, have you ever tasted regret?"
Hearing this suddenly, Han Zhan was a little stunned. "Grandpa, how do you know?"
Han Aoyu crossed his legs, leaned back against the grand teacher's chair, closed his eyes and said: "The first time I saw Song Ci, I thought Song Ci looked familiar. Your Uncle Zhong said it might be because Song girl looks a bit like your mother. The reason. After returning home, I looked at the photos of Mulan when she was young, and I still felt that something was wrong.”
"On the day of your wedding, Miss Song was wearing a red dress. I stared at her, and the feeling of familiarity became stronger and stronger. After the wedding, when I went back to the room to rest, I suddenly remembered a person, who just I understand why Miss Song always gives me a familiar feeling. Because she looks so much like the first love that Edward loved so much!"
"I remember, that woman seems to be called Jiang Shiyu." Recalling Jiang Shiyu, Han Aoyu's expression was a bit complicated. "The last time I saw Jiang Shiyu was 33 years ago. I have rarely seen that woman's intelligence, forbearance and wisdom in my life, so I was very impressed by her."
As for how smart and tolerant Jiang Shiyu was, Han Aoyu didn't tell Han Zhan in detail.
"Han Zhan, people have suffered and been injured, and their memories will be very deep. It is impossible for you not to know Jiang Shiyu. Then, if I can detect the similarity between Song girl and Jiang Shiyu, you must be able to too."
"I boldly guess that you, who have been single before, suddenly decided to marry Song girl, you must have an ulterior secret. I am thinking, you may want to use Song girl to deal with Edward"
Under Han Aoyu's old and sharp eyes, Han Zhan was shocked. After all, it is grandpa, even if he is old, he is still an old fox. Han Zhan lowered his head in shame, he was like a transparent person, Han Aoyu could see him thoroughly from inside to outside
Seeing Han Zhan bowed his head and said nothing, Han Aoyu snorted coldly and asked him, "Is my analysis correct?"
Han Zhan's voice was as soft as a mosquito's moan: "Grandpa, you guessed it right."
"Oh! Han Zhan, Han Zhan, you are so confused!" Han Aoyu was so angry that he directly lifted his leg to step on Han Zhan's foot. Han Aoyu pressed down on Han Zhan's leather shoes and stomped hard, Han Zhan frowned slightly in pain, and did not move his feet away.
Zhong Buhui watched coldly from the sidelines, and did not speak out to dissuade him. At this time, the more he persuaded Han Aoyu, the more angry he became.
After Han Aoyu exhausted his breath, he took his foot back.
He satirized Han Zhan: "Han Zhan, you are so stupid! Whether it is Song girl or Jiang Shiyu, they are not wrong at all. The wrong person is the bastard who took the initiative to provoke your mother!"
Why didn't Han Zhan understand this truth? He felt pain. He said, "I know Jiang Shiyu is innocent, but what happened to me when I was a child made me want to hate her." Not only him, but also his younger siblings They also deeply dislike Jiang Shiyu.
If it weren't for Jiang Shiyu, who is so beautiful and troublesome, they wouldn't have been born, and they wouldn't have suffered those crimes!
Han Aoyu recalled the dense pinholes on Han Zhan's body when he just found him back, and his heart felt uncomfortable for a while. He didn't even dare to imagine, if Han Zhan hadn't been snatched back and brought up by his side, if he had been allowed to grow up by Edward's side, what a terrifying evil person he would be now.
Han Aoyu looked at Han Zhan and shook his head. This child, who is excellent in every aspect, let him down for the first time. But I didn't expect that in the end, the person who really fell into the pit of feelings is yourself."
"Those who calculate love will eventually be revenged by love. Han Zhan, you are too confused!"
Those who calculate love will eventually be revenged by love
Hearing this, Han Zhan just smiled wryly, with a rare and helpless expression on his face. "Grandpa, you have rich experience. Tell me, what should I do now?" Han Zhan didn't know who to turn to for help, so he could only come to grandpa.
Grandpa stared angrily, "What do you mean I am experienced?"
Han Zhan whispered: "Didn't you often make grandma angry before, and you always slept in the study?" Seeing that the anger on Han Aoyu's face was getting deeper and deeper, Han Zhan didn't dare to say anything later.
Han Aoyu really wanted to kick Han Zhan out.
Angry is angry, but grandson's lifelong event can't just be blown like this. Han Aoyu told Han Zhan: "In a few days, you will bring Song girl to the villa in the middle of the mountain to celebrate the New Year and stay here for a few days."
Han Zhan asked, "What if she doesn't come?"
Han Aoyu gave Han Zhan an angry look, "Then get kicked by her and go back to being single. I've been single for ten years, so what's the difference if I stay single for decades?"
Han Zhan: ""
He must coax Song Ci to come to Grandpa's house for the New Year. -
Early the next morning, Song Ci was carrying a garbage bag and planned to go downstairs to take out the garbage. As soon as the door was opened, a black shadow fell in along with the door.
Song Ci was taken aback. She fixed her eyes and found out that it was Han Zhan.
Han Zhan stood up holding the door frame, saw Song Ci and the garbage bag in her hand clearly, and he was about to reach for the garbage bag in Song Ci's hand. "Go take out the trash, I'll do it."
The hands of the two touched each other, and Song Ci was shocked to find that Han Zhan's hands were as cold as ice.
It was minus two degrees outside last night
"Han Zhan, you stayed at the door last night?" Song Ci was in a complicated mood.
Han Zhan took out a handkerchief from his pocket, wiped his nose, nodded and said, "I'm afraid you'll look for me, and I'm afraid you won't find me if you go far away, so I dare not go far." But Song Ci last night The door was never opened at all.
Song Ci subconsciously said, "I thought you went to the hotel." Facing Han Zhan's aggrieved expression, Song Ci became angry and became a little unscrupulous when speaking. "Han Zhan, your brain is trapped by the door, what should you do if you have a cold? What, you still want to use bitter tricks, want to see me feel sorry for you?"
Han Zhan stared at the furious Song Ci, not angry but also a little happy.
Han Zhan asked Song Ci in a low voice: "Song Ci, are you feeling sorry for me?"
Song Ci laughed angrily, "I feel sorry for you, you ghost! You like to stay at the door, so just stay at the door!" Song Ci closed the door, leaving Han Zhan and the garbage outside.
Han Zhan touched his nose, and went downstairs to throw out the trash.
He was so cold that he was numb. When walking, his feet dragged his heavy body, and he always felt that he would fall to the ground in a second. After throwing away the garbage, Han Zhan returned to the elevator, leaned against the elevator wall, and wiped his nose again.
Ding-
Han Zhan walked out of the elevator slowly.
The door of his house has not been changed, it is still the kind with a lock. When Han Zhan came out last night, he didn't take the key. He walked to the door, raised his hand and was about to knock on the door, only to find that there was a crack in the door.
Staring at the crack in the door, Han Zhan's heart also quietly opened, and a beam of light came in.
Han Zhan stood at the door for a while, then opened the door and walked into the room. After entering the room, Han Zhan deliberately made some noise while changing his shoes, so that Song Ci would know that he was back.
Han Zhan was relieved when he didn't hear Song Ci telling him to get out.
Seeing Song Ci busy in the kitchen, Han Zhan thought Song Ci was making breakfast, so he boldly walked over to help Song Ci cook. As soon as he walked into the kitchen, he found that Song Ci was not cooking, but ginger tea.
Han Zhan stared at the pot of ginger tea, feeling sweet in his heart. "Porcelain, did you cook this for me?"
Song Ci was expressionless. She said, "There are stray cats downstairs. I was worried that they would catch a cold, so I cooked them for them."
"I know, that cat is called Han Zhan. I'll send it to you later." Han Zhan decided to be a cat from now on.
The corners of Song Ci's lips curved.
She turned down the fire, pushed Han Zhan away and walked to the living room. When she turned around, Han Zhan suddenly hugged her.
Han Zhan was tall and burly, with long and powerful arms. Song Ci couldn't break free when he held him like this.
Song Ci sneered and satirized Han Zhan: "What are you doing? Have you watched too many TV shows? After the fight, you want to be like the hero and heroine, hug and kiss and go to bed, so we just quarrel at the head of the bed and make up at the end of the bed?"
Han Zhan shook his head and said, "No, I'm just dizzy, please let me rest for a while."
Finding that the head against her cheek was a little hot, Song Ci realized that Han Zhan had a fever, she cursed something in a low voice, and then pushed Han Zhan away. "You have a fever, go sit on the sofa."
Han Zhan didn't even know he had a fever, but he obediently went to sit on the sofa.
Song Ci found a thermometer and took Han Zhan's temperature. "Forty degrees." Song Ci scolded Han Zhan: "Add two more degrees, and you will be burned like a fool."
Han Zhan felt very cold.
Sitting on the sofa and shaking, he said, "You can't be stupid. If you are stupid, your wife will run away."
Song Ci took a deep look at him, then turned and went upstairs. When she came downstairs, she was holding a thin blanket in her arms. "Cover it!" Song Ci threw the blanket on Han Zhan.
Han Zhan covered his chest and legs with a blanket, and he was lying on the sofa, his whole body was going to be useless. Song Ci went into the kitchen and poured a bowl of ginger tea out, fed it to Han Zhan, and then went to look for medicine.
After searching around, Song Ci didn't find cold medicine at home, so Song Ci had to take the car keys and go outside to buy medicine.
Han Zhan sat up quickly and said to her, "I'll accompany you."
"Lie down well, what are you running around for?" Song Ci fixed Han Zhan on the sofa with a look.
Song Ci went downstairs quickly and went to the pharmacy outside the community to buy some antipyretics and cold medicine. She returned home and called Han Zhan. "Han Zhan, take medicine."
Han Zhan seemed to be asleep. He opened his mouth to breathe, but his body was shaking. This situation was very similar to convulsions caused by fever.
Song Ci hurriedly put down the medicine, walked over and touched Han Zhan's forehead, and retracted the back of his hand because it was so hot. "Han Zhan!" Song Ci panicked and pushed Han Zhan's shoulder.
Han Zhan didn't respond.
Song Ci was terrified. She dragged Han Zhan to the hospital. But Han Zhan was too heavy, and Song Ci couldn't move him at all.
A few days ago, Song Ci noticed that in the downstairs house that had been vacant, an owner finally moved in. Song Ci planned to go downstairs and call for help.
The privacy of their community is very good. Each owner's access card can only lead to the elevator on his own floor. Song Ci couldn't take the elevator downstairs, so she had to take the fire escape.
Song Ci ran downstairs and politely slammed on the door of the downstairs neighbor. "Hello neighbor, are you home? I'm your neighbor who lives upstairs. My name is Song Ci. My wife is sick and fainted. Can you help me carry him downstairs to the garage?"
Inside the door, a pair of brown eyes stared at the portrait in the monitor, and did not rush to open the door.
She picked up the phone and called the property first. After confirming that the female owner upstairs was called Song Ci, she opened the door and said to Song Ci outside, "Wait a minute, I'm wearing a coat."
A deep and pleasant voice entered Song Ci's ears, and the gender could not be discerned.
Song Ci nodded, and after waiting for a while, the other party opened the door again and walked out.
Song Ci's new downstairs neighbor is a young man who is nearly 1.8 meters tall. She is wearing a leather jacket, casual loose overalls and flat sneakers. With shoulder-length hair, there is a kind of indistinguishable beauty.
Song Ci froze for a moment, and asked uncertainly, "Neighbor?"
The neighbor said: "Hi, my name is Jiang Bi, I just moved here."
The voice is that of a girl.
"Hi, sorry to trouble you."
Jiang Bi closed the door, went to the elevator, and swiped her card. The elevator door opened, and Song Ci walked in with Jiang Bi.
Song Ci swiped her owner card, and the elevator went up automatically. Song Ci brought Jiang Bi home, and she said to Jiang Bi, "My wife is a bit heavy, help me lift his leg, as long as he doesn't fall."
Jiang Bi stared at Han Zhan's figure and said, "Let me recite it."
Song Ci was taken aback, and she subconsciously said, "He weighs 160 to 70 catties, you can't carry it on your back." The new neighbor looked thin, and Song Ci didn't think she could carry Han Zhan on her back.
"It's okay, I'm strong." Jiang Bi bent down in front of the sofa and said to Song Ci, "You help him up."
Song Ci quickly helped Han Zhan up. Jiang Bi grabbed Han Zhan's arms and literally carried him on his back.
After carrying Han Zhan on his back, Jiang Bi didn't seem to be struggling with his gait when walking. Song Ci was taken aback, and thought to herself that it was really hard to judge by appearance, looking at a girl who was quite thin, she had quite a lot of strength.
With Jiang Bi's help, Song Ci stuffed Han Zhan into the car with her. Song Ci sat in the driver's seat and said to Jiang Bi, "Miss Jiang, thank you very much this time!"
Jiang Bi shook her head, "It's fine."
Jiang Bi turned around and left.
Song Ci drove to the hospital, thinking, this new neighbor is so cold. -
People like Han Zhan who haven't caught a cold for many years are particularly serious when they catch a cold. The doctor directly issued a hospitalization order to Han Zhan, asking him to be hospitalized for treatment, and to give injections to reduce the fever as soon as possible.
When Han Zhan woke up, there was a needle in the back of his hand, but Song Ci was not there.
Seeing that Han Zhan woke up, Long Yu hurried to the bed. Knowing what Mr. Han was looking for, Long Yu told Han Zhan: "Madam went downstairs to buy you toiletries, but she didn't leave."
Only then did Han Zhan feel relieved.
His mobile phone is charging, ask Long Yu to bring it to him.
Han Zhan turned on his phone and saw many missed calls, so he called them back one by one. Finally, he made a phone call to Li Li and Bei Zhan. On the phone, Han Zhan told them in a weak voice: "I have a bad cold, which has caused a lung infection and needs to be hospitalized. A few days ago, I will trouble you two to work harder."
Han Zhan's weak and hoarse voice directly frightened the two people opposite him. Bei Zhan hurriedly said: "Mr. Han takes good care of his illness, don't worry about the company's affairs, Li Li and I will arrange everything well."
"Then thank you for your hard work"
After hanging up the phone, Han Zhan threw the phone on the bedside table, lifted the quilt, and stood up, not as weak as when he was on the phone just now. Long Yu's eyes were a bit complicated, thinking that Bei Zhan and Li Li were really kind and easy to deceive.
Han Zhan walked around the room for a while, thinking that Song Ci would be back soon, and then lay down on the bed.
When Song Ci came back with her things, she saw that Han Zhan had woken up, but she looked very sick and pitiful. Song Ci put her things down, and she told Han Zhan, "You have a fever and convulsions, the neighbor downstairs carried you downstairs."
Han Zhan asked feebly, "Neighbor downstairs? Jiang Bi?"
"you know?"
Han Zhan said: "I remember the identity and appearance of the owner of our building. The neighbor downstairs is Jiang Bi, the child of Jiang Jiagang."
"Jiang's family?" There are several Jiang's families in Wangdong City, but they don't know which Jiang's family Jiang Bi is from. Song Ci asked curiously, "Which Jiang family?"
Han Zhan said, "The Jiang family of the Good Pharmaceutical Group."
Song Ci knew the Jiang family, and she said, "Mr. Jiang only has a daughter and a thirteen-year-old adopted son. What's going on with Jiang Bi?"
Han Zhan took a sip of water first, and then spoke slowly: "Eighteen years ago, a pair of 4-year-old twins of Jiang Weimin, the founder of Meihao Pharmaceutical Group, was kidnapped and disappeared, and their whereabouts are unknown. People have been looking for those two children, and finally found the children last year, unfortunately, Jiang Dong's son has passed away."
"So Jiang Bi is the daughter the Jiang family found from outside last year?"
"Yes. Jiang Bi and her elder brother are the children of Jiang Weimin and his ex-wife. After the children disappeared, Mrs. Jiang was depressed and passed away ten years ago. The current daughter of the Jiang family is the daughter of Chairman Jiang and his second wife five years ago. Born to his wife."
"It turned out to be like this, I didn't even know."
Thinking of Jiang Bi's strength, Song Ci was a little envious. "Our neighbor is really strong. Really, you are so heavy on a man, she even carried you on her back by herself. All the way down the stairs, without taking a breath."
"Really?" Han Zhan remembered that Jiang Bi was a slender girl, and he said, "It's not unusual for some people to look thin but actually have great energy."
"After you leave the hospital, let's thank her again. If it wasn't for Jiang Bi's help, you might be a fool."
"It's time to thank others."
The two talked calmly for a while, and they didn't talk about the quarrel last night, as if if they didn't take the initiative to mention that matter, it would never have happened. Han Zhan stayed in the hospital for two days. After the fever subsided and his spirit was almost recovered, he went home.
The day I went home was the twenty-sixth day of the twelfth lunar month.
Song Ci went to a high-end fruit store to buy some high-quality fruits, and sent them to Jiang Bi with Han Zhan. Song Ci rang the doorbell, waited for a while, and the door was opened from the inside.
When he opened the door and saw Song Ci outside, Han Wangwang's eyes widened. "Auntie, why is it you?"
Song Ci was more surprised than Han Wangwang, "Wangwang, why are you at Jiang Bi's house?" Han Zhan, standing behind Song Ci, also asked Han Wangwang, "It's almost Chinese New Year, why haven't you returned to Shun Chen?"
Han Wangwang explained: "I'm on the plane tomorrow morning. Jiang Bi is my classmate. I'll stay at her house tonight."
"Are you classmates?" Song Ci remembered that Han Wangwang was a law student, "Jiang Bi is also a law student?"
"Um."
At this time, Jiang Bi came over, she was still dressed casually, with a cold expression. Seeing Han Wangwang chatting with Song Ci and the others, Jiang Bi asked Han Wangwang, "Do you know my upstairs neighbor?"
Han Wangwang nodded, pointed at Han Zhan, and told Jiang Bi, "This is my little cousin, and this beautiful woman is my little cousin."
Jiang Bi nodded, glanced at Han Zhan, and said, "Mr. Han, Mrs. Han, please come in."
The couple entered Jiang Bi's house with fruits.
Jiang Bi's house is a hardcover room and a duplex floor, decorated in a light and luxurious style. Jiang Bi didn't talk much, she greeted Song Ci and Han Zhan to sit down, made them a cup of tea, and then she had nothing to say.
Han Wangwang seemed to have regarded Jiang Bi's home as her own. She sat on the carpet of Jiang Bi's house, hugged Jiang Bi's waist, leaned on Jiang Bi's shoulder, and said to Song Ci: "Jiang Bi's people But it’s alright, Aunt Biao, we are all neighbors, if you have something delicious to drink in the future, you have to remember my little Jiang Jiang.”
Jiang Bi was struck by the title 'Xiao Jiang Jiang'.
Han Zhan stared at Han Wangwang's sitting posture, frowned in displeasure, and scolded her: "You don't have bones? You can't sit well. You always lie on other people. What do you look like?"
Being scolded by Han Zhan, Han Wangwang quickly sat up straight.
Song Ci said to Jiang Bi: "Jiang Bi, thank you for what happened last time. If you need help in the future, you can just ask." Song Ci took out his mobile phone and said to Jiang Bi: " Let’s add a WeChat, so the neighbors can take care of them.”
Jiang Bi was still hesitating, so Han Wangwang took Jiang Bi's cell phone away, and directly followed Song Ci to scan his friends. Returning the mobile phone to Jiang Bi, Han Wangwang said to Jiang Bi: "You can find my little cousin if you have anything to do. My little cousin is not only beautiful but also kind."
Only then did Jiang Bi nod, "Okay."
The two sat at Jiang Bi's house for a while and then went back to their own home. After returning home, Song Ci said to Han Zhan, "Wang Wang and Jiang Bi have such a good relationship."
Han Zhan frowned, and said, "Why do I think it's weird that those two are getting along well?" Han Zhan couldn't tell what was wrong.
Song Ci's brain was wide open, and she asked Han Zhan: "Does Wangwang like boys or girls?"
Han Zhan: ""
He was frightened into a cold sweat by Song Ci's question.
I saw someone say that the heroine is just using the hero and is not qualified to hit the hero.
But babies, Song Ci's use of the hero is clear and frank. But when Han Zhan used Song Ci, he was sneaky and shady.
(end of this chapter)