Han Zhan has never been a good person. To be a patriotic Chinese who does not challenge the law is the seed that my grandfather spent more than ten years implanting in Han Zhan's heart.
But Han Zhan, he is Edward's child, he is indifferent and cruel by nature. The good and evil he has seen are beyond Du Xueyan's imagination. How to accurately measure Du Xueyan's seven inches is easy for Han Zhan.
Du Xueyan's eyes were red with anger.
She held the coffee cup tightly with both hands, gritted her silver teeth and asked Han Zhan, "Han Zhan, just to make your little wife feel at ease, you are going to kill me. We have loved once, and you are so cruel." ?"
Du Xueyan did not believe that Han Zhan would be such a person.
Hearing this, Han Zhan probably remembered the time when they were in love when they were teenagers, and the coldness in his eyes became weaker unknowingly.
Seeing this, Du Xueyan breathed a sigh of relief, struck while the iron was hot, and said: "Han Zhan, you are married, even if I still have delusions about you, I will not do anything out of line, let alone provoke Song Ci." Not fast. It’s not easy for me to get to this point, and I love my feathers very much.”
"As for the promise you said, I'll give it back to you." She gave Han Zhan a charming smile, her eyes were slightly curved when she smiled, and there was a charming brilliance in her eyes. "Han Zhan, if we can't be lovers, we can still be friends."
Looking at Du Xueyan's seductive smile, Han Zhan not only didn't immediately nod in agreement, but his eyes suddenly became indifferent. He said: "Only old lovers who are still in love will be friends. Between you and me, there is no need to be friends."
Hearing this, Du Xueyan's smile froze on her cheeks.
She watched Han Zhan push away the coffee cup and stood up. The moment she stood up, Du Xueyan suddenly realized that Han Zhan was so tall and his chest was so generous, which gave people a sense of security.
In a trance, Du Xueyan heard Han Zhan say again: "Du Xueyan, don't mess with Song Ci, and don't miss me. If you still want to be your big star, just keep quiet. Don't miss me, it won't work."
Han Zhan looked through the window and nodded to the beautiful woman standing on the side of the road outside the coffee shop. Du Xueyan turned her head slowly, and saw Song Ci waving to Han Zhan as night fell. Lined with neon night lights, Song porcelain is more charming than the bustling night in Paris.
Du Xueyan held the coffee cup tightly, and from the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of Han Zhan striding out from her side, walking straight and unswervingly towards the girl named Song Ci. It wasn't until their car was far away that Du Xueyan lowered her head and looked at the table in front of her, her eyes gradually dimmed.
It turns out that being stabbed in the heart by someone you like is such an uncomfortable thing. -
As soon as he got into the car, Song Ci questioned Han Zhan bluntly. "Brother Han, what did you tell Du Xueyan?" She couldn't bear the sand in her eyes, and she was curious about something, so she had to ask it clearly.
Han Zhan knew that Song Ci would pursue this matter.
He turned on the recording function of the phone, and handed the phone to Song Ci's palm, "I've recorded it, you can listen to it yourself." Fearing that Song Ci would be suspicious, Han Zhan recorded the sound on purpose.
Song Ci was a little surprised.
"Are you still recording?"
Han Zhan nodded, and then said, "Go to see my ex-girlfriend behind your back, and record a recording, it's good for you and me." Han Zhan couldn't bear anything that might cause Song Ci to misunderstand and lose Song Ci. risk.
Song Ci took a deep look at him, and suddenly said: "Han Zhan, it's so miserable to be your ex-girlfriend." Han Zhan understood Du Xueyan clearly, and Song Ci was indeed very happy, but the thought of Han Zhan being able to treat her former love Song Ci felt terrible that the people who lived in the past were so ruthless.
Knowing what Song Ci was afraid of, Han Zhan turned his head and said to her, "So, just obediently be my current girlfriend."
Song Ci nodded in a complicated mood.
She took out the earphones from her bag and opened the recording file.
After listening to the conversation between Han Zhan and Du Xueyan, while Song Ci felt happy, she couldn't help but light a candle for Du Xueyan in her heart.
What a miserable ex.
After dinner at an old restaurant with a good reputation, Song Ci and Han Zhan went to Galeries Lafayette for more than an hour.
Song Ci is a fashion blogger. Every year when a new model comes out, she has to buy a lot of clothes and shoes and bags. Many clothes will become useless after a few times of wearing. For this reason, Song Ci specially opened a salted fish account for herself, which is specially used to re-sell worn brand clothing or shoes and bags.
Han Zhan and Long Yu followed Song Ci obediently, carrying things.
Back at the hotel, Song Ci sat on the carpet and cleaned up her booty. "Brother Han, this is for you." Song Ci threw an exquisite box to Han Zhan.
Han Zhan grabbed the box and looked down, surprised. "Audemars Piguet watch?"
"Um."
Han Zhan opened the box, saw the appearance of the watch inside the box, and a look of love flashed in his eyes.
Song Ci chose for him the Audemars Piguet Royal Oak series ultra-thin tourbillon watch. The dial is smoky blue, with a restrained and low-key luxury, which is very suitable for Han Zhan's personality.
Han Zhan couldn't wait to take out the watch and put it on his wrist. He went to the mirror and looked it over carefully, feeling a fondness for it. "Porcelain treasure, it's very beautiful."
Song Ci smiled and said, "I've chosen carefully, and of course it's suitable for you."
Song Ci tidied up all the clothes and hung them in the cabinet. She put aside the clothes she was going to wear tomorrow before going to take a bath. After taking a shower, Song Ci came out of the bathroom in her well-prepared pajamas, only to find that Han Zhan had fallen asleep on the bed.
Song Ci walked to the bed lightly, and smoothed Han Zhan's frowning brows after he fell asleep.
In order to come to see himself, he must have been very busy these days.
In the middle of the night, Song Ci fell into a drowsy sleep and suddenly felt out of breath. She frowned, opened her eyes
No wonder it's hard to breathe.
"Brother Han, why are you awake?" Song Ci turned on the wall lamp.
Han Zhan covered Song Ci's eyes with his hands, and said, "I'm sorry, I was too sleepy last night, so I fell asleep." Even though he fell asleep, Han Zhan kept thinking about his snacks. Waking up in the middle of the night, and seeing Song Ci sleeping next to him in a beautiful dress, Han Zhan decided to be a beast first.
Song Ci's eyes were covered, she hugged Han Zhan's arm with both hands, and asked him, "What are you doing covering my eyes?"
Han Zhan: "Your eyes are dazed, I think I'm committing a crime."
Song Ci: ""
Taking Han Zhan's hand away, Song Ci picked up the phone and checked the time, only to find that it was past twelve o'clock.
Song Ci suddenly pushed Han Zhan away, "Wait, the sense of ceremony is not enough."
Han Zhan was pushed to sit on the bed, he tilted his head, a little dumbfounded.
Song Ci stuck out her tongue mischievously at Han Zhan, "There is a sense of ritual, just wait a moment." After speaking, Song Ci turned off all the lights in the room.
The room suddenly became dark again, Han Zhan was stunned for a moment, and asked Song Ci curiously, "What did you do?"
Song Ci: "Brother Han is not allowed to peek, I have to prepare, and I will tell you when I am ready."
"Okay, you're ready to tell me."
"Yeah." Song Ci walked out of the bedroom in the dark.
Han Zhan heard the sound of the zipper closing, moved his ears, and asked Song Ci, "Is it still okay?"
"It will be fine soon."
Han Zhan hummed.
About two minutes later, Han Zhan heard Song Ci say, "It's okay, Brother Han." Her voice became very small, as if coming from a closed space.
Han Zhan opened his eyes and turned on the light, but he didn't see Song Ci in the room.
He went to the toilet first, then opened the closet, but there was no sign of Song Ci. Han Zhan frowned and came to the small living room. The furnishings in the small living room were simple, and Han Zhan had a panoramic view of the furnishings in the room at a glance.
His attention was finally distracted by the suitcase on the floor. This suitcase was brought by Han Zhan today. It is 32 inches and very big. Han Zhan squatted down in front of the suitcase, coughed and said, "I'm about to open the suitcase!"
Song Ci didn't make a sound, and kept quiet pretending to be mysterious.
Han Zhan thought it was funny, he slowly opened the zipper of the suitcase, and a piece of black silk fabric fell out from the gap in the suitcase. Han Zhan tugged on Song Ci's skirt and said, "Look, I caught a little mouse."
Song Ci burst out laughing.
Hearing the whisper, Han Zhan opened the zipper of the box completely.
However, after he saw Song Ci's posture clearly in the box, his smile suddenly disappeared.
Song Ci curled up her legs and lay on the bottom of the box aggrieved, but she was holding a piece of A4 paper in her hand. On the paper was a paragraph she hastily wrote down with a pen, which read—
I would like to make a candy to make up for your childhood suffering.
May the rest of your life shine like a galaxy.
Han Zhan, happy birthday!
Probably because the older you get, the easier it is for people to be moved. Just a few words like that moved Han Zhan so much. Han Zhan's eyes were slightly hot, he put his hand on his forehead, and sighed helplessly: "Song Ci, why are you so painful?"
"Otherwise, how can you afford the nickname 'Porcelain Treasure'?" Song Ci raised her arms to Han Zhan and said coquettishly, "Hurry up and hug me, it's uncomfortable."
Han Zhan took his gift out of the suitcase.
He walked straight into the room with Song Ci in his arms, Han Zhan put Song Ci on the bed, and said, "Now, I'm going to unwrap my present." This night, when Han Zhan wanted Song Ci, he was very gentle, as gentle as It is the moonlight outside the window.
After warming, Han Zhan hugged Song Ci's waist, stroked Song Ci's lower abdomen with his right hand, and played with his fingertips gently on her lower abdomen. He asked Song Ci: "How do you know that today is my birthday?"
Song Ci moved in his arms and said, "I knew it a long time ago. As soon as I arrived in Paris, I went to a department store and bought you a watch to send back to China. It stands to reason that it should arrive today."
"Really?" Han Zhan said, "The mobile phone has been turned off on the plane, and the courier company may have called me." Han Zhan asked Song Ci again: "Where is the address written?"
"your company."
"I asked the assistant if he received it."
It was 3:30 in the night in France, and it happened to be morning in Wangdongcheng. Han Zhan called his assistant, and the assistant told Han Zhan that he had indeed signed for a courier at 8:30 this morning and left it in his office.
Hearing this, Han Zhan told his assistant: "Put that courier away and don't lose it."
"Good Mr. Han."
After hanging up the phone, Han Zhan hugged Song Ci even tighter. "Every birthday of mine from now on, you will be with me, Porcelain."
Song Ci nodded, thought of something, and said, "I hope that on your birthday next year, there will be another person in our family. He has to spend your birthday with me."
Han Zhan imagined that scene, and his heart throbbed. "Okay. If we have a child, no matter male or female, the nickname will be Banban. Do you agree? Banban, I hope he is safe and healthy, and can accompany us for the rest of his life."
Song Ci liked this nickname very much, "Okay, I'll call it Banban."
The two were talking, and finally drowsiness hit, and Song Ci fell asleep first.
Holding Song Ci in his arms, Han Zhan stared at her for a long time, and fell asleep at dawn.
On the second day, Song Ci asked for leave from the crew to accompany Han Zhan to eat all the delicacies in Paris.
On the third day, Song Ci had to go to work.
When she went to filming, Han Zhan also accompanied her in a fair manner. This time, Han Zhan specially wore a high-end custom-made black suit and tie, and Fan Er, the domineering president who was aloof and distinguished, came rushing towards him.
The first time Damien saw Song Ci's husband, he was shocked by her husband's powerful aura. So much so that when filming, Damien was always a little bit reluctant to let go, and the number of times of NG was several times.
Han Zhan is leaving tomorrow. Before leaving, Han Zhan invited all the main actors and directors, as well as the main staff of the crew, to the ASPIC restaurant for a delicious dinner.
That meal, delicious and expensive, managed to win everyone's favor.
After he left, there were rumors about Mr. Han being a gentleman who loved his wife generously.
Song Ci didn't have many scenes. After Han Zhan left, she stayed alone in Paris for another 20 days, and then she ushered in the last scene. This last scene was filming the scene of Song Ci falling into the sea.
Du Junfei is a fastidious person, and he brought the whole crew to the Mediterranean Sea to shoot a sea scene.
In order to pursue realistic film and television effects, Song Ci had to perform Shen Hai's play in person. And Song Ci suffered from deep-sea phobia because of her experience in her previous life, and she was worried that she would not be able to shoot this scene well.
After Du Junfei learned that Song Ci had deep-sea phobia, he decided to use a substitute for Song Ci.
Song Ci thought about it, but still refused. "This scene has changed people, and it doesn't feel right. I still want to try it myself."
"Then try." Du Junfei agreed.
Under the blue sky, the Mediterranean Sea is as beautiful as a blue gem, and a cruise ship sails quietly on the sea.
In Song Ci's last scene, Coleman also came, and he was sitting in the auditorium on the cruise ship where Song Ci was.
The shooting scene was very quiet. Song Ci, wearing a dark green tube top dress, was performing on the deck with a violin in hand. Song Ci's head was covered with starlight, she was wearing a dark green dress, so beautiful that she was hazy and unreal.
Coleman stared at Song Ci obsessively, his eyes gradually became darker
The boat began to sink, and during the sinking process, whoever touched Song Ci, Song Ci's back hit the railing, and she fell into the sea. When she fell into the sea, Song Ci still held her violin tightly.
The script says so—
[While escaping, someone bumped into Rain. She was wearing high heels and couldn't stand firmly. She took a few steps back and hit the railing with her waist. She rolled and fell into the sea, and everything happened in an instant. When she fell into the sea, she was still holding her violin.
The sea was cold, and she was gradually swallowed by the sea.
Rain and her violin sank into the bottom of the sea together, and what sank with them was the love of Coleman's life.]
Song Ci held her breath when she fell into the water, but her fear made her forget how to swim. She knew that Du Junfei had arranged for lifeguards to hide in the water, and her life was not in danger.
Her body was engulfed by the sea water, and she struggled incessantly due to fear. During the struggle, Song Ci forgot Du Junfei's previous instruction, she opened her mouth, and the sea water poured into her mouth.
For a while, Song Ci seemed to have returned to the night when the car accident happened in her previous life. She was lying alone on the bank of the Yulongyuan River, with blood dripping from her eyes. She looked at the rolling river in the dark night, her body was cold
At this moment, Song Ci seemed to see someone rushing towards her.
It must be the lifeguards sent by the capital.
Song Ci lost consciousness, and she was taken to the deck of the ship next door.
Someone was pressing her chest to give her CPR. Song Ci heard someone crying and said in English, "Don't die, Rain!"
"Rain, please, don't die."
Seeing that the drowning girl still hadn't woken up, Coleman's wrinkled hands were trembling. "Jiang Shiyu, please, open your eyes and look at me."
Jiang Shiyu
Jiang Shiyu
"Ahem!" Song Ci suddenly opened his mouth and coughed out a few mouthfuls of sea water.
"She's awake!" Du Junfei breathed a sigh of relief, then stopped pressing Song Ci's chest and helped her up.
Song Ci was leaning in Du Junfei's arms. She looked at Coleman and saw Coleman's hands shaking non-stop, saying repeatedly: "Jiang Shiyu, don't die, don't die"
Knowing what happened to Coleman, Song Ci suddenly became extremely compassionate when she looked at Coleman.
Song Ci slowly raised her hand and squeezed Coleman's cold hand.
The hand was held, and Coleman was stunned. He stopped talking to himself, and slowly looked up at Song Ci. Those old eyes were filled with uneasiness, fear, and tears.
Song Ci lowered her head and kissed Coleman's finger.
"Coleman, I'm fine."
Coleman stared at Song Ci for a long, long time before he calmed down.
He took his hand out of Song Ci's, stood up slowly, turned around and walked into the cabin. While walking, he said to himself: "Rain is dead, Rain is dead, my Rain is dead, she is not Rain."
Du Junfei told Song Ci: "Kleiman's illness broke out."
Song Ci said, "I'll go see him."
"You'd better take a shower first and change your clothes, don't catch a cold."
"okay."-
Ships dock off the coast of Palermo, Sicily, Italy.
Coleman stood by the road facing the sea, looking at the dark ocean in the night. Hearing footsteps approaching, Coleman didn't look back. He looked at the sea, his eyes full of reminiscence.
Song Ci stood beside Coleman. The sea breeze was strong. She wrapped her coat tightly around her body and stood quietly with Coleman.
Coleman said without hesitation: "After she fell into the sea, I came to the Mediterranean Sea. I wandered in this sea for a month, but I didn't find her, not even her bones."
How desperate is it to look for the bones of your lover in the vast sea
Song Ci turned her head sideways, looking at Coleman's old face.
Thinking of the last time they met in Wangdongcheng, Coleman asked himself when his mother died. Presumably at that time, Coleman had already recognized that she was Jiang Shiyu's daughter.
Song Ci feels sorry for Coleman.
Her mother is really a beauty, and it has made many excellent men crazy about her. The autistic genius pianist Coleman, the arrogant drug lord Edward, the honest and gentle father
"Coleman, she's dead." Although it was cruel, Song Ci still had to make Coleman realize the reality, "Coleman, you can't wait for your Jiang Shiyu to come back."
Coleman's lips moved, as if he was about to cry.
"You look very similar to your mother when she was young, especially the way you play the violin." Coleman picked up the violin in front of him, handed the violin to Song Ci, and said, "This is the violin I played I found your mother's qin at sea."
Song Ci was taken aback.
She looked down at the piano, and through the faint street light, she saw the name engraved on the piano—
Rain.
Song Ci held the violin with trembling hands. She licked her lips and told Coleman, "Thank you for keeping this violin for my mother, Coleman."
The night blows Song Ci's long hair, and her porcelain-white face is covered with a layer of sadness. The silent Song Ci is more like Rain in Coleman's memory. Coleman suddenly said: "Can you, play me "The-Rose"?"
The-Rose is a song in the old movie "Song of Tears" in 1979. It is an English song that has been passed down for decades.
Coleman told Song Ci: "On my birthday, Rain played this piece for me. I can always remember that melody for so many years." Coleman began to hum. Singing is not pleasant, and the tunes hummed are not pleasant.
Song Ci listened to Coleman's humming, and in the night, she raised the violin with her left hand, held the bow with her right hand, and played the classic and popular piece.
Coleman seemed to be in a forest where the sun was rising in the morning, and layers of light mist gently brushed his face.
The gentle and lingering sound of the piano brought Coleman back to that midsummer night thirty-six years ago. Standing in the yard of his house, Rain wore a white dress and played a song called The-Rose, picked off the roses in the yard, pinned them to his ears, and said to him with a smile: "Ke Lyman, You-are-my-rose."
Roses represent love in the West.
Jiang Shiyu said that Coleman is her love.
Before he knew it, Coleman was in tears.
After playing, Song Ci held the violin in her arms. Looking at the tearful Coleman, she told him softly: "You have protected this violin very well, Coleman, and I will take good care of it."
Coleman didn't speak.
The autistic Coleman doesn't like to have close contact with people, but after a short hesitation, he gently hugged Song Ci.
Song Ci was stunned for a moment, but instead of resisting, she stretched out her arms and hugged Coleman gently.
It was a goodbye hug.
Coleman let go of Song Ci, turned around and left without saying a word.
The road winds along the arc of the coastline, and Coleman walks alone on the winding road. Ever since his mother died, he has never been willing to accompany him again, and he will live alone for the rest of his life.
In the dark night, with the waves crashing on the rocks, Coleman suddenly heard the sound of a piano.
twinkle Twinkle Little Star.
All over the sky, there are little stars.
Coleman paused, and he turned his head slowly, looking at the young girl with a bright smile behind him.
Coleman suddenly laughed.
He turned and continued to play, walking, singing: "Twinkle-twinkle-little-star, How-I-wonder-what-you-are"-
After sending Coleman away, Song Ci stayed alone by the beach for a while, feeling cold, and then turned back to the hotel. She hated the high-heeled shoes, so she took off her high-heeled boots, held the high-heeled boots in one hand, and the piano in the other, and walked back to the hotel.
In the cold night, there are few pedestrians on the street, but there are a few vehicles.
Song Ci walked for more than ten minutes before returning to the hotel. Long Yu has been following her not too far away, seeing Song Ci returning to the hotel, he thought that there were no more cigarettes, so he went to buy cigarettes.
Song Ci put on her shoes at the hotel entrance, walked into the lobby, and turned a corner into the elevator.
The elevator door opened, and after Song Ci walked in, she pressed the light on her floor. Song Ci lowered her head and looked at the violin in her hand again. She couldn't see the violin clearly because her eyes were dim outside.
The lights in the elevator were bright, and Song Ci realized that although the piano was old, the body of the piano was very shiny, and it looked like a treasure that had been carefully cared for.
At this moment, Song Ci heard footsteps.
The footsteps were regular and heavy.
Song Ci looked up curiously, and saw five men in black walking over. Two in front and two behind, surrounded by a tall and handsome man in the middle. Han Zhan was the tallest man Song Ci had ever seen, but this man was taller than Han Zhan.
The man has broad shoulders, narrow waist and long legs, wearing a black and gray loose long windbreaker, naked, his eyes are cold and windy as he walks.
Song Ci had heard that there was a big boss here in Sicily, and she had an intuition that she had met a big boss.
Song Ci silently took half a step back, until her heels touched the elevator and there was no way to retreat, Song Ci didn't move anymore.
The group of people saw a woman in the elevator, they hesitated for a moment, and walked in anyway. Song Ci noticed that even in the elevator, the man in the windbreaker was still protected by the other four people.
Alone in an elevator with five muscular men, Song Ci was so tense that her eyes didn't dare to wander.
Several people were talking, speaking Italian, and Song Ci couldn't understand a word.
When the elevator reached the ninth floor, Song Ci found that the group of people in front were also going out. She waited for the boss to go out first, and then went out with her.
Seeing that Song Ci came out after her and the others, the man with glasses turned around suddenly and gave her a sideways look with his cold eyes.
Song Ci, who had a strong desire to survive, hurriedly raised her hands and explained in a low voice, "I live here."
The man was still looking at her, frowning slightly, as if suspicious of her.
Song Ci could only take out the room card number, and her own passport and ID card, and said to the other party in English: "I am a customer of this store, and I am Chinese. Look, I have an ID card and a passport."
Song Ci felt a sense of fear that she would be killed and thrown away at any time, and the knuckles of both hands holding the ID card were stiff.
The man looked at her again, then turned and left.
Song Ci waited for them to go far away before going back to her room together.
After returning to the room, Song Ci quickly stuffed herself into the bed, and hid in the bed for a long time before her whole body warmed up. Sicily is terrible, and she must buy a plane ticket and fly back to China as soon as possible tomorrow.
Song Ci called Long Yu.
"Ma'am?" Long Yu squatted at the door of the hotel smoking while biting his cigarette.
Song Ci asked, "Where are you?"
Long Yu said, "Smoking downstairs."
Song Ci told him: "Stop smoking, come up, you will sleep in the room next to me tonight."
Long Yu stood up, put out the cigarette, walked into the hotel, and asked Song Ci, "Ma'am, what happened?"
Song Ci told Long Yu what she had just experienced. After Long Yu finished listening, she told Song Ci: "Madam, take a good rest, don't listen to what you shouldn't listen to, don't watch what you shouldn't look at, and nothing will happen."
Song Ci hid herself in the quilt, what else did she watch and listen to! "I won't mess around, I'll sleep right away, come back soon."
"good."
Long Yu returned to the 9th floor, knocked on the door of Song Ci's room, and told Song Ci: "Madam, I'm back and I'll sleep next to you, don't worry."
Song Ci's voice came from the room: "OK."
Song Ci thought to herself, next time she travels far away, she must bring a female bodyguard with her. If this happens again, she can sleep with the female bodyguard. But having said that, this kind of situation is rare, and it may only happen once in a lifetime.
Song Ci didn't tell Han Zhan about this, because he didn't want Han Zhan to worry.
Early the next morning, Song Ci went downstairs to have breakfast with Du Junfei and the others. Her plot is considered complete, and she will return home after breakfast.
The heating was turned on in the hotel, and when Song Ci went downstairs to the restaurant in a dress, Du Junfei and the actor who played Lyme had already arrived at the restaurant.
The three of them had breakfast together, Song Ci said a few words to Lime, then approached Du Junfei, and asked Du Junfei, "Second Master, how would you rate my performance this time?"
Du Junfei pointed to the eggs on the plate.
Song Ci raised her eyebrows, about to cry from anger. "What do you mean? Zero points?"
Du Junfei put the fork on the left side of the egg again.
Song Ci suddenly smiled, "Very good?"
Du Junfei hummed.
After teasing Song Ci enough, Du Junfei asked Song Ci, "What time is your flight?"
Song Ci said, "Eleven thirty."
"Our flight is at ten o'clock, so we can't travel together." Du Junfei wiped his mouth with a napkin, and said to Song Ci: "Your husband is not short of money, next time I go back to China, you have to invite me to the Expensive restaurants to eat."
Song Ci patted his chest and said, "No problem!"
After parting from Du Junfei and the others in the restaurant, Song Ci saw that it was still early, so he wanted to go to the beach.
Putting on a windbreaker, Song Ci came to the beach.
Mondello Beach is very famous in the local area, and the soft sand is very comfortable to step on. Some girls who love beauty are not afraid of the cold, and have already changed into bikinis, lying on the beach and enjoying sunbathing.
Song Ci stared at the good figures of those girls, and thought to herself: With all due respect, everyone here is trash. Once my sister and I take off my clothes, your figures are not good enough.
After thinking about it, Song Ci would not change into bikinis to compete with them.
The sun was shining on the roof, and Song Ci also felt a little hot. She took off her coat and shoes, and walked slowly along the coastline with the coat and shoes on the soft white sand.
Song Ci came to a sandy bay with few people. She saw some small shells on the ground, so she put down her clothes and shoes, squatted on the beach, and looked for shells in the sand with her hands.
She didn't intend to take them away either, she simply thought they were beautiful and wanted to find them out, wash them, and take a few photos as souvenirs.
Song Ci had just dug two or three shells, when he suddenly heard a magnetic male voice behind his head saying: "The shells in the deep sea are beautiful, these are all waste." No, but the pronunciation of every word is correct.
Song Ci held a small shell, turned her head in astonishment, and saw a tall man standing behind her.
The man was only wearing a pair of beach shorts and sunglasses, covering his eyes, revealing his chiseled and handsome face. He has bronzed and sexy skin, and every muscle in his body is full of explosive power.
Sexy, yet deadly menacing.
Seeing him, Song Ci's pupils suddenly shrank into two small spots.
It's the man in the windbreaker last night!
Song Ci's back felt cold for a while, and she stood up slowly, only to realize that she had just reached the height of the opponent's chin. Song Ci took a step back, looked up at the man, and asked him, "Are you following me?"
The man said, "This beach is mine."
The man's finger pointed to a bulletin board not far away. Song Ci looked over and saw a paragraph in Italian.
she:""
She can't read Italian.
Song Ci felt sorry for breaking into someone else's private collar. "Sorry, I'm leaving now." Song Ci picked up her clothes and shoes, turned around and was about to leave. At this moment, two men in black came out from nowhere.
They stood in front of Song Ci directly, blocking her whereabouts.
Song Ci subconsciously wanted to ask for help, but she tried her best to maintain her composure and spoke as calmly as possible, telling the man: "Sir, my bodyguard is waiting for me by the car on the side of the road. I told him that I will only come out for a while. an hour."
She looked at the watch studded with diamonds on her wrist and said, "It's half an hour, ten minutes away." Her heartbeat was very fast, but her expression was still calm and calm. "My husband is a very powerful and powerful person in China. If something happens to me here, he will never let it go."
The man folded his arms and watched her speak, and when she finished speaking, he tapped his left index finger on his right arm a few times before smiling and saying, "Little cutie, I won't eat you."
Song Ci's goose bumps were stimulated by the sound of 'cute'.
Stretching out his hand to snatch the small shell from Song Ci's hand, the man crushed the small shell into pieces with a light pinch.
Song Ci's eyelids twitched wildly, feeling that what was crushed was not a shell, but her bones.
"Want to see the most beautiful shells?" The man bowed his head and said to her, "Wait for me for fifteen minutes." After speaking, he took off his sunglasses and changed into diving goggles, and jumped into the sea without carrying his diving equipment.
Song Ci was stunned by the man's coquettish manipulation.
With two big men guarding him, one on the left and the other on the right, Song Ci couldn't get away at all. She was holding her clothes, standing upright on the shore, looking at the churning Mediterranean Sea.
Song Ci looked down at his watch, ten minutes had passed. Song Ci didn't see the man coming out of the sea, and Song Ci felt that he might be dead.
She was a little uneasy, and asked the big man beside her in English: "Did your boss drown in the sea?"
The two of them seemed to be deaf, and said nothing.
Song Ci pouted.
Another two minutes passed, and just when Song Ci thought that another corpse would be added to the Mediterranean Sea, that person emerged from the sea.
Are you a human? How did he manage to hold his breath in the sea for ten minutes
Song Ci looked at this psychotic man in shock, without saying a word.
The man took off his diving goggles, stepped on the waves and approached Song Ci. He held a large fan-shaped shell in his right hand, and casually wiped the sea water on his face with the palm of his left hand, his movements were somewhat wild.
Walking up to Song Ci and standing still, the man suddenly reached out to the bodyguard.
A bodyguard is like a roundworm in a man's stomach, knowing all the thoughts of a man. He took out a knife and handed it to the man. With a knife in his right hand, the man scraped off the meat inside the shell with a few movements and threw it on the beach.
He handed the cleaned shells to Song Ci and said, "Little cutie, here's a gift for you."
Song Ci: ""
She looked down at the shell, and on the back of the scalloped shell, a light blue tint could be seen faintly.
It is indeed beautiful.
The man added very thoughtfully: "I heard that China's customs are very strict. I have already scraped off the shell. You can take this shell back to your country."
Hearing this, Song Ci still didn't reach out to pick up the shells.
Seeing that Song Ci did not move for a long time, the man suddenly smiled. Playing with the shell, he said suddenly, "Hof would be delighted to see what I have given you."
Song Ci was a little confused, "Hof?" Song Ci heard the name for the first time, and said to the man, "Sorry, I don't know a man named Hof."
"Oh, I forgot, he changed his name after being picked up by that old man." The man bent down, his face close to Song Ci's. His gray-blue eyes stared at Song Ci's brown eyes, and said softly, "Han Zhan, is his name now?"
Song Ci:!
Come on, guess who this person is.
A. The wild and evil supporting actor who pursues Song Ci; B. Han Zhan’s enemy; C. Song Ci’s brother
(end of this chapter)