Throwing the case book on the table, Song Ci got up and walked to the bay window of the study and sat down.
Song Ci drew up the curtains and pushed open the glass window. Han Zhan heard the sound of the study window being opened, and he looked up.
Seeing Song Ci sitting on the bay window sill, Han Zhan raised his eyebrows and asked, "What's the matter with Porcelain Treasure? Didn't find the book you like?"
Song Ci shook her head.
Staring at Han Zhan's bright and handsome face, the face of the little boy with dark eyes in the photo appeared in Song Ci's mind again. Song Ci was heartbroken, she clenched her fists quietly, and said to Han Zhan with a smile: "Brother Han, who do you think our daughter will be like in the future?"
Han Zhan replied without hesitation: "Of course I look like you."
"Why?"
"You look good." Han Zhan was telling the truth, and he felt that girls had to look like Song Ci to look good.
"What about character?"
Han Zhan still said, "As you wish."
Song Ci seemed to ask casually: "What kind of personality was Brother Han when he was young?"
Brother Han was using a short knife to polish the thin bamboo strips. Hearing this, he said without raising his head, "It's more naughty, boys are like that."
In fact, he didn't know what a normal little boy should look like, but he always heard people say that boys are more naughty. In order to reassure grandpa, Han Zhan deliberately did some naughty things to reassure grandpa.
Like digging out eggs, chasing chickens and dogs, Han Zhan can always make some big noises.
Song Ci's heart was bleeding when he heard Han Zhan's casual answer. If Song Ci hadn't read the case booklet, Song Ci would have believed Han Zhan's words, but after seeing those photos, Song Ci could see the little boy full of despair and pain as soon as he closed his eyes.
Han Zhan's childhood must have been very difficult. That's why he hated his father and his mother so much.
Han Zhan, who lives in hell, has done countless times of self-harm and self-torture. He probably would rather die than live. So he hates Jiang Shiyu. If it weren't for Jiang Shiyu, Edward would not have provoked Han Mulan, and there would be no such person as Han Zhan in this world.
Jiang Shiyu is the source of Han Zhan's pain.
At this moment, Song Ci's heart knot that had been pent up for many days was suddenly opened.
She closed the window, returned to the desk, reopened the medical record, and patiently read all the diagnosis records on the case book. -
The sun was warm in the yard, Han Aoyu made himself a pot of tea and put it on the tea table, while he sat on the recliner with a thin blanket covering his body, basking in the sun with his eyes closed.
Song porcelain flat shoes stepped on the stone path, making a slight noise.
Han Aoyu narrowed his eyes, staring at Song Ci who was walking from the end of the garden. Today Song Ci is wearing a festive and enthusiastic red turtleneck sweater, with long legs wrapped in a pair of black jeans, young, beautiful and full of vigor.
Han Aoyu looked at Song Ci, and traveled back to 33 years ago in an instant. In that year, Jiang Shiyu, who was only 23 years old, was also wearing a red dress and standing on the deck of the ship. The bullet pierced Jiang Shiyu's abdomen, and the blood stained the red sweater dark red.
"Grandpa." Song Ci's sweet and youthful voice brought back memories of Han Aoyu.
Han Aoyu pointed to the wooden chair beside him, and said to Song Ci: "The sun is nice today, Song girl, let me bask in the sun."
"good."
Song Ci sat down on the chair, bent down and poured a cup of tea into a clean purple sand cup. Holding the tea, she smelled the aroma of the tea, and then took a sip of the tea.
Putting down the teacup, Song Ci's bright eyes fell on Han Aoyu, and she suddenly said, "Grandpa, I have already read the case book in the study." Song Ci did not believe that the case book would appear there by chance.
Han Aoyu opened his eyes completely.
After staring at Song Ci in surprise for a while, Han Aoyu smiled inscrutablely. "Song girl, you are really smart." Now that he has been guessed, Han Aoyu simply admitted, "That's right, I put the case book in the study."
Song Ci thought to herself: Sure enough, Grandpa did it.
"The night you had an argument with Zhan Zhan, Zhan Zhan came back to find me."
Song Ci didn't know about this, so Song Ci asked her grandfather, "Could it be that he came to tell you about me?" She was joking with a smile on her face.
"No." Han Aoyu shook his head, and said: "I haven't seen him so confused and helpless for many years. When he came to see me, his hands and feet were cold, his eyes were red, and he looked like he had just cried. In my memory Well, the last time Han Zhan cried was when he just found out that he lost two fingers."
Song Ci pursed her lips and said nothing, not knowing how to answer these words.
Han Aoyu continued: "After knowing what Zhan Zhan did to you, I thought he was very confused, so I scolded him, and he listened obediently, not daring to fart."
Song Ci smiled faintly, but did not comment on Han Aoyu's behavior.
"Zhan Zhan just asked me if there is any way to get your forgiveness." Han Aoyu looked at Song Ci meaningfully, and said, "Actually, I was also betting. I put the case book on the shelf. I'm betting on your love for Zhan Zhan."
"If you really love him, you will definitely feel sorry for him after seeing those case records. If you don't love him, seeing those things won't affect your mood." Han Aoyu pointed at Song Ci, and he said: "Sitting here shows that you love him in your heart."
In front of Han Aoyu, Song Ci was like a transparent person without any secrets.
In terms of wisdom, none of the ten Song porcelains is a match for Han Aoyu.
Han Aoyu has never seen such a storm in his life, what Song Ci is thinking in his heart, and why Song Ci came to him, Han Aoyu knows clearly.
The calm and elegant smile on Song Ci's face finally turned into a wry smile. "Grandpa, you are really old-hearted."
"I'll take it as your compliment." Han Aoyu found that the tea was cold, so he asked Song Ci to pour her a cup of hot water. Song Ci stood up, bent over and lifted the purple sand pot to pour a cup of hot tea for Han Aoyu.
Handing the hot tea to Han Aoyu with both hands, Song Ci heard Han Aoyu say: "Tell me, what do you want to ask me?"
Song Ci really wanted to talk to Han Aoyu about something.
After sitting down again, Song Ci pondered for a while before asking Han Aoyu: "Grandpa, what did Brother Han look like when you found him? I want to know."
She wanted to understand Han Zhan clearly.
Han Aoyu sighed and said, "It's very bad."
Song Ci's heart sank, and he asked, "How bad is it?"
"The child's eyes are as ferocious as a wolf's, and he always looks aggressive when looking at people."
Holding the cup of tea in his palm, Han Aoyu fell into memory.
He said: "When I found Han Zhan, he was covered in blood, kneeling on the ground holding his mother's body. I saw his thin body and dense pinholes on his arms. My heart is going to break."
"I wanted to take Mulan's body away, but Han Zhan didn't allow me to touch her. I told him that I was his grandfather and that I was here to pick him up. The way he looked at me was very indifferent and full of distrust. When I took out the photo of me and his mother, he just glanced at me and asked me a word."
Han Aoyu still remembers that sentence clearly, word for word.
Song Ci had a premonition that those words must be very cruel, so she boldly asked, "What words?"
The old creases on Han Aoyu's face trembled, and he said, "Zhan Zhan asked me: Mr. Han, where have you been all these years? Where were you when my mother died?"
Song Ci's eyelids trembled, but she remained silent.
"I was very helpless at the time. I have never been so guilty and sad. I wanted to hug him, but he avoided me like a poisonous snake. After I forcibly brought him back to Wangdongcheng, I arranged for the best virus experts in the country team, and a team of psychologists to give him psychological counseling."
"After entering the hospital, when the doctor did a physical examination on him, he found that there were many knife marks on his body. Some of the knife marks were deep, and some of them were shallow. I thought it was Edward's wound that the beast abused him, but But the doctor told me that Zhan Zhan cut it himself. Girl Song, can you imagine how I felt at that time? I still remember how sad your grandma was when she heard about it. "
Not only grandma cried, but Han Aoyu, who was strong and strong, also shed tears beside Han Zhan's hospital bed.
Seeing that Han Aoyu was agitated, Song Ci comforted Han Aoyu when she thought that the old man had high blood pressure: "Grandpa, don't get excited, it's all over, isn't Brother Han quite healthy now?"
Han Aoyu nodded, and rubbed his slightly hot eyes with his hands. After his emotions calmed down, he opened his mouth in a deep voice, and said again: "In the first half a year after returning to China, Zhan Zhan hardly spoke, but after falling asleep He always yelled for his mother. During that time, his grandmother and I had a very difficult time, and every night when we heard the child calling for mother, our hearts were bleeding."
The daughter was killed, and the grandson was mentally abnormal. During that time, Han Aoyu and his lover's hair turned gray.
"But fortunately, the emperor paid off. After two years of psychological counseling, Zhan Zhan's mental state has improved, and he is willing to talk to people. However, during the treatment, he took a lot of hormone drugs, and his body changed. I got a lot fatter. But at that time, it was a good thing for the child to be alive, so what does it matter if he is fatter or thinner?"
"Grandpa said that being alive is more important than anything else." Thinking of Han Zhan's indifferent tone every time he mentioned his childhood obesity, Song Ci's chest felt tight and painful.
Han Zhan is always used to hiding all the pain.
Taking a deep look at Song Ci, and seeing Miss Song's love for her grandson, Han Aoyu finally felt relieved. "Song Ci, grandpa is sorry for Han Zhan."
This sorry was too heavy, Song Ci didn't dare to accept it. Her complexion changed slightly, and she hurriedly said, "Grandpa, don't say that. The wrong person is Han Zhan. Grandpa, you are offending me by saying that."
"Song Ci, this matter Zhan Zhan is outrageously wrong, but grandpa is also selfish, I still hope you can forgive Zhan Zhan. Zhan Zhan was forced to separate from us when he was two years old, and his childhood was so miserable, and he watched his father helplessly. Killed his own mother. Song girl, your childhood was very happy, you can't imagine! How Zhan Zhan survived."
"Zhan Zhan used you in a moment of confusion, but he has already lost his way, and confessed to you frankly and admitted his mistake. If he doesn't really like you, Zhan Zhan will not tell you these things."
"Song Ci, the frankness is that he bowed his head to his feelings. Can you, for the sake of Han Zhan's first crime, forgive him this time?"
Han Aoyu is old and can't control the world and the people, but he still wants to protect his family well. He couldn't bear to see Han Zhan and Song Ci's stalemate going on like this, and he still hoped that the couple could live happily ever after.
Song Ci was not injured by Han Zhan, and secondly, she was not missing a piece of flesh. Han Zhan saved her life, and she no longer blamed Han Zhan in her heart.
Besides, the old man had put his figure so low, Song Ci was not hard-hearted, so he forgave Han Zhan. "Okay, Grandpa, I'll listen to you, I don't blame Brother Han anymore."
Han Aoyu stretched out his hand to Song Ci, patted the back of Song Ci's hand, and said, "This time I will wrong you, Miss Song."
Song Ci shook her head, "I'm not wronged."
She never wronged herself, Song Ci would not agree to Han Aoyu if she hadn't really forgiven Han Zhan.
At this time, Han Zhan came over suddenly, "Grandpa, how do you make the support frame of the cradle, can you?"
Han Aoyu slowly sat up from the chair, "I'll teach you."
The grandpa and grandson went to fight with the cradle, and Song Ci went to the kitchen to make lunch.
It took Han Zhan three days to successfully make a baby cradle bed. He polished every bamboo and rattan to be smooth, and when the time came, he would spread the custom-made mats and sleep on it.
Song Ci looked at the brand new crib and felt a little happy.
She touched her stomach subconsciously, and couldn't wait for the child to live in her stomach as soon as possible.
On the fourth day of the lunar new year, Han Zhan took Song Ci to Shunchen to visit Mr. Chen.
The old man lived in a small courtyard next to the office compound, and knowing that Han Zhan was bringing his wife to pay New Year's greetings, he and his lover started making lunch early in the morning.
The stated lover's cooking skills are excellent, and the sweet and sour fish is a must. Song Ci didn't like sweet and sour fish before, but today she ate a lot.
After eating, Song Ci helped the old man wash the dishes. While washing the dishes, he asked the old man how to make sweet and sour fish. Seeing that Song Ci likes the dishes he cooked so much, the old man was also very happy, so he taught Song Ci some of his best cooking skills.
After washing the dishes, Song Ci sat in the courtyard of the Chen family drinking tea, and recorded all the cooking skills with the notepad in the mobile phone.
After finishing the recording, Song Ci looked up and saw a woman wearing a gray-blue down jacket standing in front of the courtyard of the Chen family.
The woman's hair was very long, all tied up, revealing a full and white forehead. Her face is only the size of a palm, and her facial features are not beautiful, but her eyes are gentle and charming, she is a gentle and delicate girl.
"Hello, are you looking for Mr. Chen?" Song Ci got up and walked to the door, calling the girl to stop.
Chen Miaomiao looked at Song Ci's face curiously and strangely. She was also a girl. Facing a girl as prosperous and beautiful as Song Ci, Chen Miaomiao was a little embarrassed and blushed.
Mrs. Chen just came out to feed the cat with cat food, and saw Song Ci standing at the gate talking to someone, so she asked her, "Song girl, who is outside?"
Song Ci turned sideways, revealing Chen Miaomiao's figure.
"Grandma Chen, do you know this lady?"
Mrs. Chen laughed, "It's Miaomiao, come in quickly."
Chen Miaomiao called Grandma Chen, and then walked into the courtyard of the Chen family.
Song Ci followed behind Chen Miaomiao, seeing that the girl was a relative of Grandpa Chen, so she stopped paying attention to her.
Instead, Mrs. Chen took Chen Miaomiao's arm and said to her, "Miaomiao, your brother Zhanzhan brought his lover back to us for New Year greetings. This girl is your brother Zhanzhan's lover, named Song Ci."
Chen Miaomiao was the blind date that the old man introduced to Han Zhan when Han Zhan came to visit him last year.
Chen Miaomiao was five years younger than Han Zhan, and five years older than Song Ci, but her seniority remained there. When she saw Song Ci, she had to obediently call out, "Sister-in-law."
Song Ci blushed slightly at the sister-in-law's shout. "Ah hello."
At this time, Han Zhan came out with Mr. Chen. The old man was leaning on crutches and carrying a set of chess in his arms. He obviously wanted to take Han Zhan to play chess in the agency compound.
Seeing Chen Miaomiao, Mr. Chen said, "Miaomiao, have you met your sister-in-law?"
Chen Miaomiao turned around and looked towards Mr. Chen, but she noticed the tall and handsome Han Zhan behind Mr. Chen.
Chen Miaomiao's eyes flickered slightly, and she felt a little uncomfortable, so she called softly, "Brother Zhan."
Han Zhan nodded. He walked over to hold Song Ci's hand, and said to Song Ci, "This is Miaomiao. Grandpa told you, right?"
"Yeah." Grandpa said, when Han Zhan was first picked up, he hardly spoke, and he was unwilling to look at adults. At that time, there was a little Miaomiao in the Chen family, who was only about one year old and could not speak, so Han Zhan always pushed Xiao Miaomiao's stroller in the yard to bask in the sun.
Staying with Song Ci Han Zhan, Chen Miaomiao felt embarrassed, so he left in a hurry.
Han Zhan was called to play chess by Mr. Chen, and Song Ci chatted with Mrs. Chen. While chatting, the old lady asked how Song Ci and Han Zhan met.
Song Ci said: "We met last summer. At that time, Brother Han's company was recruiting pilots, and I went there. We fell in love at first sight, and we got the certificate after only a month of knowing each other."
"No wonder!" Mrs. Chen suddenly laughed.
Song Ci felt baffled, so she asked Mrs. Chen, "Grandma Chen, what's the matter? What are you laughing at?"
"Song girl, you don't know, when Zhan Zhan came to Shunchen City last year, he stopped by to see you and me, Grandpa Chen. At that time, we didn't know that you and Zhan Zhan were in love, so we decided to introduce Miaomiao to you Zhan Zhan, but Zhan Zhan directly rejected our arrangement. At that time, we were worried that Zhan Zhan would never get married in this life, so it turned out that there was someone around us!"
Song Ci had a smile on her face, MMP in her heart.
What the hell
That Miaomiao and Brother Han almost became a couple
In the evening, after dinner at Mr. Chen's house, Song Ci went back to the hotel with Han Zhan.
After returning to the hotel and taking a shower, Han Zhan sat on the hotel's massage chair and played with his mobile phone.
Opened the WeChat group, and saw Li Li posting B-ultrasound photos of his child in the group.
Han Zhan felt sour in his heart. He opened the picture and enlarged it, staring at the dark mass on the B-ultrasound sheet, feeling jealous and sad.
Those who were younger than him and married after him were all pregnant!
At this moment, Song Ci came out of the bathroom. She was only wrapped in a bath towel. Her long legs and sexy shoulders were exposed, making people want to touch and kiss her.
Han Zhan put away his phone, got up and walked towards Song Ci, blocked Song Ci, and said, "Ci Bao, you are in a fertile period these days."
Song Ci tilted her head, "So?"
Han Zhan took the towel from Song Ci's hand, wrapped her wet hair, and rubbed it a little harder. Song Ci stood still, waiting for Han Zhan to wipe off the water droplets from her hair, and then dried it with a hair dryer.
After finishing his hair, Han Zhan picked up Song Ci and put him in his arms. "You're going to be filming next month, aren't you?"
"Well, when I called the second master to pay New Year's greetings, he told me that the crew will start up on the second of next month." There are only ten days left.
Han Zhan didn't want to be separated from Song Ci, he buried his head in Song Ci's neck and took a deep breath. "Porcelain treasure, give me you, okay?"
Song Ci looked at him with a half-smile, without nodding.
Han Zhan felt that Song Ci's expression was dangerous and charming. "What's wrong?"
"I heard that Miaomiao is your blind date?" Song Ci started asking questions.
Han Zhan frowned, "Who told you?"
"Grandma Chen accidentally mentioned it."
Han Zhan squeezed the space between his eyebrows, he sighed, and said, "Before I met you, many people wanted to introduce me to someone, and it's not like you don't know." Spilled coffee.
Song Ci pouted, and said sullenly, "But Miaomiao and you are childhood sweethearts."
Han Zhan frowned, "Don't talk nonsense, there is nothing between me and Miaomiao."
Song Ci felt uncomfortable. She said, "It's not fair. I have grown up so big. Except for you and Cheng Ziang, I have never touched the hands of other men! You are lucky, you have a lot of blind dates."
Han Zhan didn't feel well either, "I've read your script, and you have a kissing scene with the leading actor."
Song Ci: "That's a play."
Han Zhan: "That was before I met you."
The two stared at each other, and after a while, both of them disarmed and surrendered.
Han Zhan asked in a soft voice: "Can we not film the kissing scene?"
Song Ci: "If the investment father allows it, anything can be done." She hinted a lot.
To be honest, Song Ci doesn't really want to kiss strangers, especially if she is married.
Song Ci is not a professional actress, and she didn't go to film to break into the entertainment industry. She still minds if she is asked to do kiss scenes with others.
Han Zhan understood what Song Ci meant, and he said, "Send me the number of the director, and I'll talk to him about it."
"good."
Song Ci immediately took out her mobile phone and sent Du Junfei's number to Han Zhan. Han Zhan saved the number and said, "I'll call him later."
Putting down the phone, Han Zhan picked up Song Ci's bath towel with his fingers, and with a light tug, the bath towel came loose.
Staring at Song Ci's body, Han Zhan said, "The bed in the hotel is a water bed, let's try it?"
Song Ci's eyes lit up, "Okay, I haven't tried it yet."
The next day, the two went to visit Han Zhan's uncle, Han Dongliang, and they returned to Wangdong City at noon on the seventh day of the seventh day. As soon as he returned to Wangdong, Han Zhan threw himself into his busy work, while Song Ci accompanied Yan Jiang and Song Fei to Zhangjiajie.
Song Fei has recently started trying to exercise to restore her physical fitness, and she was still a little tired when she climbed the 999-step ladder. Yan Jiang couldn't bear her being tired, and expressed that he wanted to carry her up the mountain, but Song Fei felt that it was embarrassing, so she stubbornly climbed to the entrance of Tianmen Mountain by herself.
Many years ago, sisters Song Ci also came to Zhangjiajie, and they were with their parents at that time. Compared with the past, Zhangjiajie now has one more glass plank road.
Song Fei wanted to play, so Song Ci and Yan Jiang accompanied her.
Yan Jiang is afraid of heights, standing on the glass plank road and looking at the sea of clouds under his feet, his legs are trembling. Song Fei couldn't stand it anymore, so she asked him, "Are you scared?"
Yan Jiang confessed, "Ah Fei, I really can't do this, you guys play, I'll wait for you."
Song Fei grabbed his arm, and she said, "If you're afraid, just look at my face."
Yan Jiang stared at Song Fei for a while, but he was still very timid.
"No, Ah Fei, I really can't do it." Fear of heights is not so easy to overcome, and Yan Jiang refused to walk on the glass plank road even if he was killed.
Song Ci took a small video with her mobile phone. She posted the video of Yan Jiang's fear of heights on Weibo, and was soon discovered by Yan Jiang's fans. Everyone threatened to buy tickets to meet their idols in Zhangjiajie.
Song Ci put the mobile phone into her bag and said to Yan Jiang: "No more than 20 minutes at the latest, some fans will find your trace, let's go quickly."
Yan Jiang stared at Song Ci, "Did you post my appearance on Weibo?"
Song Ci spread out her palms and raised her brows like a hooligan. She said: "Have you forgotten, who shared the video of me swimming on the floor after being drunk on Douyin last year?"
Yan Jiang: ""
He was wronged.
After leaving the Zhangjiajie scenic spot, it was almost dark. They had dinner at Xibu Street before returning to Zishan Manju Hotel where they were staying.
When he got to the room, Song Ci soaked himself in the bathtub and played video with Han Zhan.
Han Zhan was still working overtime. Seeing Song Ci taking a bath, his eyes darkened. "Did you have a good time today?"
"Of course I'm happy." Song Ci told Han Zhan all the interesting things he saw today, as well as the beautiful scenery he had seen. After listening to Song Ci's narration, Han Zhan had the illusion that he had also experienced some beautiful scenery.
"What did you have for dinner?"
"The fish head with chopped peppers is so spicy!" Song Ci said worriedly, "I don't know if I will have acne on my face tomorrow." Song Ci said, suddenly stood up from the bathtub, and pulled it aside He wiped himself off with a neatly folded towel.
Han Zhan stared at her movements.
Knowing that Song Ci did it on purpose, Han Zhan used a lot of self-control to look away from Song Ci.
After a while, Song Ci finally got dressed, walked to the bed with her mobile phone.
Song Ci lay on the bed and checked Weibo, thinking of something, she asked Han Zhan: "Brother Han, don't you have Weibo?"
Han Zhan nodded, "Yes." In order to follow Song Ci's Weibo updates, he specially registered a Weibo.
"What's your name? I'll pay attention to you." Song Ci was about to search for Han Zhan in high spirits.
Han Zhan was suspicious for a few seconds, and then said: "I don't remember, just wait a moment, I'll take a look."
Han Zhan quickly logged into Weibo with the webpage, opened the personal homepage of 'Brother Zhan of Aicibao', and changed the Weibo name. After the Weibo name was changed successfully, Han Zhan said to Song Ci in a serious manner: "Just checked, my Weibo name is Han Han Han Han Zhan."
Song Ci was stunned for a moment, and then said, "The couple's name?"
Song Ci searched for Han Han Han Han Zhan, and sure enough, he found this user. She glanced at Han Zhan's profile, and found that the profile of the other party was very simple and rude——
CEO of Zeus International.
Song Ci followed Han Zhan's Weibo and found that they were following each other.
Song Ci told Han Zhan, "Brother Han, go get Weibo certification, you don't know, since you disclosed your identity, there are now a large group of users named Han Zhan on Weibo."
Han Zhan raised his eyebrows and asked her, "How to authenticate?"
"Ask your assistant, he will definitely help you."
"good."
After hanging up the video, Song Ci opened the "Ordinary World" and continued to read.
She had watched this TV series a long time ago, and she always felt a little inconsistent when she read the original book again, but when she thought that it was a novel collected by Brother Han, Song Ci continued to read it patiently.
After watching for a while, Song Ci fell asleep.
She thought, she is really not suitable for reading this kind of literary novels.
Song Ci closed the book, habitually opened Weibo and glanced at it before going to bed. At this glance, I saw a hot search called #韩汉开开微博# on the hot search bar.
Han Zhan
Is it Han Zhan from her family
Song Ci opened the trending search curiously, and sure enough, he saw 'Han Han Han Han Zhan', with a golden V in front of his name. As expected of President Han, the efficiency of this work is fast.
Han Zhan posted a Weibo post, very abusive, he wrote—
[I was interviewed by a financial magazine the day before yesterday, and the reporter asked me what is the most successful thing I have done in my life? Considering that it is a financial magazine, my answer may not conform to the style of the magazine, so I skip this topic.
But I have always had an answer to this question.
The most successful thing I have done in my life is to marry Song Ci and make her my legal wife in my household registration book.
Hello, beautiful and moving Mrs. Han @宋瓜.]
After reading this passage, Song Ci felt so sweet in her heart that she couldn't hold back and reposted it on Weibo—
Song Song Song Ci V: Hello, Mr. Han. @// Han Han Han Han Zhan
Song Ci was so sweet that she couldn't fall asleep, she tossed and turned on the bed a lot before falling into a deep sleep. -
On this day, Du Xueyan accepted the invitation of China Vogue magazine to shoot the front page cover for the magazine.
The theme of this issue of the magazine is 'Night Elf'. Du Xueyan turned into a night elf and appeared on the roadside of Sanshengqiao business district in Wangdong City in the dead of night.
Under the photographer's lens, Du Xueyan is so beautiful.
She was wearing a short dress that exposed her navel, and her hips and long legs were wrapped under a long black silk dress. Her long black curly hair was draped behind her shoulders, her ears were made up to look like elves, and the dark purple eyeshadow on top made Du Xueyan both seductive and charming.
Now that Du Xueyan has come to this position, she has already learned to deal with various shots with ease. She can always accurately find the most perfect angle and pose the most charming and suitable pose.
At one o'clock in the night, the shooting finally ended, and the assistant hurriedly put on Du Xueyan's down jacket to keep warm and keep out the cold.
The working group bought supper to reward colleagues who worked late. The assistant brought Du Xueyan two egg tarts, "Sister Xue, you haven't eaten dinner, why don't you eat two egg tarts to pad your belly."
Du Xueyan only wanted an egg tart. "I'll just eat one." Although she is not an actress, Du Xueyan is more strict with her figure than ordinary actresses.
She tightened her down jacket, sat in the RV, and read Weibo while eating egg tarts.
Reading Weibo is a habit that Du Xueyan has only recently developed. When she was in the United States, Du Xueyan preferred to use Instagram, but domestic celebrities and netizens all use Weibo, so she has to get used to it.
Du Xueyan opened Weibo, and suddenly saw Han Zhan's name, she was a little surprised.
Han Zhan
Which Han Zhan is it
With a mood of anticipation, Du Xueyan opened that trending search. After seeing Han Zhan expressing his love for Weibo three hours ago, Du Xueyan gradually tightened her lips.
When did Han Zhan become such a high-profile person who loves to show off
When Mingming was in high school, he was a very low-key person.
Du Xueyan masochistically opened Han Zhan's Weibo homepage, wanting to see Han Zhan's other updates.
After entering Han Zhan's Weibo homepage, Du Xueyan was disappointed to find that Han Zhan's Weibo only had the post three hours ago.
She was about to quit, but noticed that the information written on Han Zhan's Weibo verification was—
CEO of Zeus International.
CEO of Zeus International
Du Xueyan's eyes widened suddenly!
Du Xueyan suppressed the turmoil in her heart and many absurd guesses, she looked up at the assistant who was driving, and asked Tong Xin: "Tong Xin, do you know Zeus International?"
Tong Xin quickly nodded, "Of course I know, the predecessor of Zeus International was Zeus Aviation, which suddenly acquired several large international companies in December last year and re-established Zeus International. I heard from them that Zeus International has already surpassed Chuandong Group and become Look out for the boss of Dongcheng."
The boss of Wangdongcheng is almost the boss of the whole country.
Du Xueyan's heart beat faster and faster.
She had also heard about Zeus International, but how could Han Zhan be the CEO of Zeus International
Impossible, Han Zhan's family background is ordinary, he was a soldier eight years ago, how could he single-handedly create a business empire in just eight years!
Du Xueyan refused to admit that this was true.
She asked Tong Xin again: "Who is the boss of Zeus International, do you know?"
"Sister Xue, don't you read Weibo?" Tong Xin told Du Xueyan: "Some time ago, the news about the CEO of Zeus International was already popular on Weibo. The boss of Zeus International is a man named Han Zhan. On the night of the 28th, Wangdong City held a Spring Festival Gala. The CEO of Zeus International, Han Zhan, along with Cheng Yanmo, the president of Chuandong Group, and Jiang Guchuan, the young president of Meihao Pharmaceutical Group, performed a recital together on stage. It was blown out."
"I remember this matter was posted on Weibo for a long time, sister Xue, didn't you read it?"
The night of the twenty-eighth day of the twelfth lunar month
Du Xueyan remembered that because she was going to participate in the Spring Festival Gala, Du Xueyan went home early on the 28th of the twelfth lunar month to visit her father. That night, she had a heart-to-heart chat with her father for a long time, and the next day she went to visit her mother's grave with her father, so she didn't read Weibo.
Therefore, Du Xueyan missed the shocking melon so perfectly.
"I didn't read Weibo in those few days." Du Xueyan was in a state of confusion. She still thought it was a dream, a ridiculous joke, and she didn't want to admit that Han Zhan was the boss of Zeus International.
Du Xueyan opened QQ, which she hadn't used for a long time, and she logged in incognito.
After logging in, Du Xueyan entered the high school class group. Since WeChat became popular, the number of people using QQ has decreased a lot, and there are almost no people bubbling up in the class group throughout the year.
But when Du Xueyan opened the class group this time, she saw the message of 99+ displayed.
She turned the news records to the top, and saw that at about eleven o'clock in the evening on the twenty-eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, the propaganda committee member who used to be known as the 'big speaker' in her high school class was the first to pop up in the group.
Loudspeaker: [Fuck! What did I see!]
Loudspeaker: [Video.].
Loudspeaker: [Isn't this our classmate Han Zhan! He is the CEO of Zeus International?]
Big Horn@All Members.
Big speaker: [Shocking big melon, everyone, let me tell you a big news. Han Zhan, our high school classmate, is the tall, handsome Han Zhan with blue eyes, and he is the CEO of Zeus International! I was at the party, and there is a video to testify, everyone, watch it!]
Immediately afterwards, a second classmate began to bubble up, and then, there was a third, and a fourth
Afterwards, everyone had a thorough chat.
Although Du Xueyan has never withdrawn from the class group, she has never been a bubble, and she has never logged in to this account, so the students thought that Du Xueyan had uninstalled QQ. And Han Zhan never joined the QQ group at all, and these people chatted unscrupulously in the group—
Classmate A: [If Han Zhan is the CEO of Zeus International, then how big is Du Xueyan's psychological shadow!]
Classmate B: [Farewell, I remember Han Zhan married Song Ci. Does Song Ci know, Wang Dongcheng's number one lady, I saw her at a reception once, she is tall and beautiful in real life, so white that she shines, even more beautiful than Du Xueyan.]
Classmate C: [I broke the news silently. You may not know it. When Du Xueyan broke up with Han Zhan, Han Zhan was seriously injured and broke two fingers. It is said that he was still lying on the bed. Xueyan took the initiative to break up with him.]
Classmate C also said: [At that time, everyone thought that Han Zhan was not good enough for Du Xueyan, but who would have thought that Han Zhan would be astonishing if he did not sing, but once he did, he would be amazing! With a flick of your hand, it's a pair of king bombs!]
(end of this chapter)