Hugging Song Ci, Han Zhan put his chin on Song Ci's head and told her: "Cibao, when the Ferris wheel is completed, you can come and sit with me. I will take you to stand on the highest place of Yulong Mountain and see The city."
"good!"
Hearing what Han Zhan said, Song Ci's blood was surging.
Han Zhan led Song Ci and walked towards the manor.
While walking, he introduced: "This mountain is a gift from Mo Yao's godmother when I was an adult."
Once he heard that this mountain was sent by Mo Yao, Song Ci didn't find it strange. "Godmother treats you really well."
"They are only a godson like me, so they naturally like it."
Jin Luolan was busy with her career and never had a child. Because Di Rongrong had lost a child, she had a psychological shadow on re-pregnancy, and she had no children.
Mo Yao wanted to have a child, but Nai He never succeeded in conceiving. Han Zhan is their only son, how could they not love him
Ever since he was found by his grandfather, Han Zhan was a child who grew up spoiled by the regiment.
When Han Zhan was 18 years old, that is, in 2006, although the phenomenon of speculation in domestic housing prices and land speculation was not as morbid as it is now, the land was still valuable.
As soon as she made a move, she gave Han Zhan a mountain. Mo Yao's godmother really loved Han Zhan.
Song Ci pretended to be angry and asked Han Zhan, "You actually built a manor secretly behind my back. When did you start building it?"
Han Zhan: "When Mrs. Mu was still alive, I asked someone to design this house."
so early
Han Zhan explained: "Do you still remember that Mrs. Mu fell on the stairs after she was pregnant, and she almost lost her life due to hemorrhage and miscarriage. At that time, I made up my mind to change to a bigger house, and I had to bring an elevator to go up and down the stairs." kind of."
There are also several real estate development companies in Wangdong City, which have built several large villas with elevators. Han Zhan has visited them and is not satisfied.
Unable to find a satisfactory one, he had to ask someone to design it himself.
Han Zhan told Song Ci: "The duplex building before us is too small, and there will be two more children soon, so the house will not be able to live in it. It will be completely completed a year ago, and the new house will be vacant for another year. Before the Spring Festival next year, We're going to live here."
Han Zhan felt regretful, he said: "You are about to give birth, and the house has just been built."
Song Ci stared at her big belly and said, "It's okay, change to a bigger house, and the children will have a place to play in the future. Besides, we are still young, who can guarantee whether we will have a second child in the future?"
"That depends on you." Han Zhan's family property is strong, even if Song Ci gave birth to a child of the football team, Han Zhan can train them into talents.
However, the body is Song Ci's, so if you want to regenerate, you have to respect Song Ci's ideas.
The fortified gate rumbled open.
Song Ci looked up and saw a fountain square in the shape of a guitar.
Han Zhan led Song Ci into the manor.
Song Ci stood in front of the fountain square and took a good look at the scenery in the manor.
On the left side of the fountain pool is a garden and leisure area, and on the right side is an artificial lake. It takes three or four minutes to walk from the gate of the manor to the main building of the manor.
The building is three stories high, and two curved staircases are located on the left and right sides of the building, leading from the first floor to the second floor.
Han Zhan led Song Ci into the lobby on the first floor.
Once inside, Song Ci was overwhelmed by the ten-meter-high circular domed hall.
She raised her head and looked at the arc-shaped dome above her head.
The dome is designed as a translucent glass material, which is brightly lit during the day, as if you are outside.
On the glass, a sky full of stars is printed.
Seeing Song Ci staring at the stars in a daze, Han Zhan told Song Ci: "Those stars have a light-absorbing effect, and they will light up at night. At that time, when you look up, it's like looking at the summer night sky."
Song Ci was shocked.
It turned out that the reports in the magazine were all true. Han Zhan's mansion really had a starry sky dome hall as beautiful and exquisite as a western church.
Han Zhan snapped his fingers.
Above the dome, a curved light barrier suddenly rose, and they blocked the daylight.
The door behind the two of them was also closed, and the brightly lit hall suddenly fell into day and night.
Han Zhan's melodious low voice rang softly beside Song Ci's ear: "Cibao, look up."
Song Ci raised her head obediently.
Looking up, she saw the galaxy beside Song Ci, and the universe of the galaxy was reflected on the dome, which was unbelievably beautiful.
Those stars are still blinking.
Song Ci was almost suffocating. Before the absolute beauty, Song Ci was at a loss for words, and said: "My mother, it's so beautiful."
Han Zhan laughed out loud, and told her: "This is my inspiration, I told the inspiration to the designer, and the designer added it."
Under the starlight, Han Zhan suddenly bent over to Song Ci, stretched out his right hand, like a dignified and elegant gentleman, and extended an invitation to Song Ci.
"Mrs. Han, would you like to show me your face and dance with me?"
Song Ci suppressed a smile and put his left hand on Han Zhan's.
Han Zhan put his other hand on Song Ci's waist, and he danced a waltz under the starlight with the pregnant Song Ci.
After the dance, Han Zhan held Song Ci's cheek with both hands.
He kissed Song Ci's lips.
After the kiss, Han Zhan suddenly mentioned: "Cibao, do you still remember what happened at your birthday party? That day, you crossed the crowd, passed them, and walked straight to me. You smiled at me , your eyes look bright, I see stars all over the sky in your eyes."
At that time, Han Zhan felt that Song Ci's eyes were more charming than stars. So when the designer asked him about the pattern theme of the dome, Han Zhan told him without thinking, that he wanted the stars in Song Ci's eyes.
Hearing this, Song Ci was in palpitations.
Gradually, she could feel that Han Zhan's body temperature was rising steadily, and the heat in his eyes was also very hot. Song Ci quickly let go of Han Zhan and reminded him: "Han Zhan, I'm due in one month, so don't mess around."
"Feel sorry."
Han Zhan snapped his fingers, and the room was full of lights.
He hurriedly turned around and went to the bathroom, and after a while, he came out. When he came out, Han Zhan had traces of cold water on his face.
The two looked at each other, both holding back their smiles.
"Let's go, I'll take you to another place."
"good."
After visiting the first floor, the two took the elevator to the second floor.
In the elevator, Song Ci asked Han Zhan, "How much did this house cost?" She was a layman who only cared about money.
Han Zhan said a number.
Song Ci was speechless, and roared in her heart: there is no humanity in the trenches!
Song Ci was stimulated.
Thinking back to when she lived in the country with her parents, she felt very happy because the houses in the country were more western than the houses of other people in the village.
Later moved into the city, because the family bought a 10,000 yuan Sony TV, surrounded by neighbors, Song Ci also felt face.
Later, when she was adopted by the Mu family and lived in the three-story single-family villa for the first time, Song Ci felt that she was a pheasant who entered the Phoenix's nest, and the chicken and dog ascended to heaven.
On the first night after entering Mu's house, Song Ci lay on the bed of Mu's house, unable to sleep well.
But now, she has become the mistress of the big manor in front of her!
For the first time, she deeply experienced the joy of being the wife of the richest man, the feeling of walking like stepping on clouds.
Floating away, the feeling of being rich is really cool.
She could have predicted that during the first week of moving into her new home, she would be too excited to sleep.
Han Zhan took Song Ci to visit other rooms and facilities in the house, and finally, they came to the master bedroom.
The master bedroom is fully open, with a custom-made King-size bed against the wall, and a piece of glass floor-to-ceiling windows on the right.
Song Ci walked to the floor-to-ceiling windows, only to realize that standing here, he could have a panoramic view of the Yulongyuan River.
In winter, the water storage capacity of Yulongyuan is not much, the river surface is calm, and the mountains and rivers are safe.
Han Zhan stood with her, pointed to a building on the river in the distance, and said, "That's the Yulong Building."
Song Ci looked over and saw the Yulong Building standing on top of the river, with the dragon's head raised high and roaring to the sky, which was awe-inspiring.
Song Ci said: "In the future, if you go to work, my children and I can see you at home."
Song Ci thought of something, and suddenly said: "Let's put a telescope here, and when the children miss their father, they can peek at you."
Han Zhan: "Isn't WeChat videos more convenient?"
Song Ci gave Han Zhan a blank look, disgusted with his incomprehensible style, she said: "This is called romance, do you understand?"
Han Zhan didn't understand the romance of Song Ci's proposal, but he knew that he could never refute Song Ci's point of view at this time.
Han Zhan nodded obediently, and echoed Song Ci's opinion, "What you said makes sense."
The two stood by the window for a while, Song Ci turned and walked to the bathroom.
A carved screen is used as a partition between the shower room and the master bedroom. There is a bathtub on the left and a shower room on the right. There are two sinks in the middle, and the toilet is next to the toilet.
The aisle in the middle is very wide, and there is an incense table. On the table, there is a 50 cm tall jade carving of a human figure.
Song Ci stared at the jade carving, a little surprised.
"this is me?"
The jade carving carved from white jade is a slim woman.
She's wearing a backless dress, long hair, and a fox mask, and she's playing the violin.
When Han Zhan heard Song Ci's words, he walked towards Song Ci quickly.
Looking at the small statue, Han Zhan nodded and said, "This is what you looked like when you and Liang Bo were on stage at the Wangdong TV Spring Festival Gala."
That night, Han Zhan sat under the stage, admiring the beauty of Song Ci with the audience.
At that time, he was thinking that in the future, he must ask someone to carve the beauty of Song porcelain and engrave it in time.
"nice."
Song Ci praised herself, but she didn't know whether she was praising her good-looking, or the works carved by craftsmen were good-looking.
Song Ci couldn't put it down and touched the statue a few times. She smiled and teased Han Zhan: "Brother Han, come on, let you touch me when I was in my sexy body, and have fun with my hands."
Han Zhan shook his head and laughed, "Don't make trouble."
Although the statue is beautiful, the people around him are what his heart desires.
"Let's go, let's go to the back mountain to have a look."
Han Zhan personally drove the tour bus in the manor and took Song Ci to visit the backyard lawn, training ground, and horse farm.
Finally, they came to the playground on the back hill.
Song Ci looked up at the white Ferris wheel, she shook her head, held onto a tree beside her, and refused to leave.
Han Zhan thought she was tired, so he said, "Let me hug you." Han Zhan has good arm strength, and Song Ci has gained weight, so he can easily lift her up horizontally.
Song Ci stretched out her hand and put it on Han Zhan's mouth, despising his loudness. "Brother Han shut up, let me experience the happiness of a rich wife."
Han Zhan: "."
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After visiting the manor, it was already noon.
Han Zhan took Song Ci to a farm at the foot of Yulong Mountain for dinner.
After dinner, Han Zhan received a call from Han Aoyu, saying that an old friend had sent him some quails and asked them to go back to eat quails at night.
Song Ci has never eaten quail since she was so old.
Han Zhan drove Song Ci back to his grandfather, then went to the company again, and came back for dinner at night.
Seeing that the smile on Song Ci's face increased, Han Aoyu felt relieved that his depression should have improved.
The quail was covered by Han Aoyu with a bamboo frame, and they hadn't been killed yet.
Affected by the previous epidemic, Song Ci did not dare to eat wild animals. She asked Han Aoyu: "Is quail a protected animal, grandpa?"
"yes."
Song Ci said: "Protect animals and don't eat them. Now if you are caught eating wild game, you will be fined and go to jail." Song Ci is a law-abiding citizen and will never do anything illegal.
Han Aoyu couldn't laugh or cry.
He just likes Song Ci's cuteness and cuteness.
Seeing that Song Ci was a little anxious, Han Aoyu said, "This is a quail raised by myself. It is raised in the mountains. It is not wild and has no virus. You can eat it without worry. Besides, if you can't eat it, how dare I give it to you?"
Hearing this, Song Ci put her heart back in her stomach.
At this moment, Zhong Buhui came out with a kitchen knife in his hand, seeing Song Ci standing beside the bamboo frame, he hurriedly said, "Song girl, I'm going to kill, you avoid it."
Song Ci not only refused to evade, but also eagerly said: "I like to pluck hairs, Uncle Zhong, kill them and let me pluck them."
Zhong Buhui: "."
Can't tell, looking at the delicate beauty, she loves to pluck the feathers of birds.
"Well."
Zhong Buhui killed the quail. Grandpa brought the boiled water and scalded the quail for a few minutes before letting Song Ci pluck the hair.
Song Ci stood by the stone table in the garden, put the quail pot on the table, and grabbed the feathers, which was very refreshing.
After cleaning the quail hair, Song Ci couldn't help taking pictures to show off to Yan Jiang about eating quail tonight.
Yan Jiang sent a drooling emoji.
But he has to go to work, so he can't go to grandpa's house to eat.
Han Zhan won't get home until 7:30 in the evening. Zhong Buhui was worried that the quail would be cold if cooked early, which would affect the taste of the food, so he decided to postpone dinner.
At four o'clock in the afternoon, Song Ci was a little hungry, so Zhong Buhui made her a plate of three-color fried rice first.
After Song Ci finished eating, she received a voice call from Su Huanyan.
What is Su Huanyan calling her now
Song Ci answered the voice, and heard Su Huanyan's gentle and melodious voice: "Song Ci, do you still live with grandpa?"
"It just happened to be here today."
Only then did Su Huanyan say: "I'm in the Cheng family's old house now. My mother came to visit me a few days ago and brought me the specialties of Sucheng. I thought you said that you like Sucheng food, so I shared it with you. Some, ready to find a time to send to you."
"It happens that you are with grandpa, so shall I come to you?"
Song Ci: "Good!"
After hanging up the voice call, Song Ci told Han Aoyu: "Grandpa, Cheng Yanmo's daughter-in-law is coming soon, is there enough cooking? I want to keep her for a meal."
"Satisfy!"
"That's good."
Song Ci came to the door and waited for a while, then saw Su Huanyan coming.
Su Huanyan looked like a gentle girl like water, but this girl was very courageous, she was more than seven months pregnant, and she still drove the car like flying.
Parked the car in front of Han's house, Su Huanyan came down, she was wearing flat shoes and a long misty blue down jacket, her stomach was bigger than when she met Song Ci last time.
She is also pregnant, Su Huanyan still looks slender, only her belly is growing.
Song Ci stared at Su Huanyan's thin arms and legs, feeling infinitely jealous.
God, this is no way for people to live.
"Song Ci, come and help me mention it."
Song Ci hurried over and saw many gifts on the back seat, Song Ci was a little surprised. "So much?"
Su Huanyan smiled, and said bluntly: "Your grandfather is here, I can't see him empty-handed."
Su Huanyan patted the beautifully packaged Biluochun on the seat, and she said: "I heard from Yanmo that your grandfather likes to drink tea, and this Biluochun of mine is a treasure of my old man's life. He left, so it's better to keep this thing." Give it away."
"Then I will thank you for Grandpa."
The two entered the house with bags.
Han Aoyu saw that Su Huanyan was carrying a few big bags, he walked up to it with a smile, and asked Su Huanyan with a smile: "Madam Su came to warm Song Ci, is there any grandpa?"
"Grandpa, can we do without you?" Facing Han Aoyu's joke, Su Huanyan also behaved gracefully. She handed Biluochun her hands to Han Aoyu, and said: "Grandpa heard about this tea, let's see if he likes it."
Han Aoyu took out a small box in the bag, opened the lid, and smelled the fragrance of the top quality Biluochun.
Han Aoyu smiled, and said: "Good stuff! I'll have dinner at my place tonight. There are quails. Your Uncle Zhong's cooking skills are great. You must like it."
The kindness is hard to turn down, so Su Huanyan agreed.
Su Huanyan brought Song Ci gourmet snacks from Caizhizhai, as well as Taihu whitebait.
Song Ci told Su Huanyan before that she loves to drink whitebait soup. She must have known that her mother was coming. Su Huanyan greeted her mother in advance and asked Su's mother to bring the whitebait.
Things are not very expensive, but the heart is heavy.
Song Ci was a little moved. Su Huanyan gave her special products, but she didn't have anything suitable for Su Huanyan. She was thinking about when she would get something sincere and give it to Su Huanyan.
The two chatted for a while, and it was getting dark.
During the period, Cheng Yanmo called her, and the two of them acted like a pair of partners, with a respectful attitude, you asked a question and I answered it.
Everything is good, but they don't look like a couple.
Song Ci had no right to speak about other people's lives. She listened quietly, feeling a lot of emotion in her heart.
After hanging up the phone, Su Huanyan saw Song Ci staring at her curiously, she said: "It's Yanmo, every night if he works overtime, he will call and ask me and my child." There may be no love between the two, but family affection But there are.
"He was a good husband."
"Um."
Han Zhan came back soon, seeing Su Huanyan at home, Han Zhan was a little surprised.
"Mr. Han."
"Mrs. Cheng."
Su Huanyan greeted Han Zhan, and continued chatting with Song Ci.
After dinner, Su Huanyan left.
Seeing that it was getting late, Han Aoyu said: "I don't regret it, you send Su Yatou back, it's not safe to drive alone at night, especially on this kind of mountain road." avoiding suspicion.
Zhong Buhui was about to get up, but Han Zhan stood up first. "I'll go." Fearing that Song Ci would think wildly again, thinking that he fell in love with Su Huanyan, Han Zhan asked Song Ci softly, "Cibao, will you go with me?"
Song Ci was wary of no one, not Cheng Yanmo's pregnant wife.
She shook her head, "You go, send it back."
"good."
Han Zhan drove his car and sent Su Huanyan home.
Su Huanyan was sitting in the co-pilot, stroking her stomach and chatting with Han Zhan.
"Is Song Ci about to give birth?"
"Just next month."
Han Zhan knew that Su Huanyan would feel awkward being alone with him, so he found something to talk to.
After Su Huanyan fell silent, Han Zhan also said, "Miss Cheng will give birth in two months, right?"
"Yes, I am about twenty days later than Song Ci."
"You are really destined to have children together."
Hearing this, Su Huanyan laughed with emotion, she said: "It's fate, I can play with so many ladies from famous families in Dongcheng."
Han Zhan smiled meaningfully.
Su Huanyan felt that Han Zhan's smile was indescribably weird.
She didn't ask any more questions, fearing that she might make a mistake.
The car was parked in front of Cheng Zhai, Su Huanyan wanted to open the door, but found that the door was locked. Su Huanyan realized something was wrong, and moved her hand away from the doorknob.
Su Huanyan turned her head and looked at Han Zhan.
Then I saw that Han Zhan's jaw line was tense, and his eyes were extremely cold.
Su Huanyan was slightly taken aback, feeling uneasy.
Su Huanyan felt offended, she said coldly, "Mr. Han, what do you mean?"
At the door of Cheng's house, Su Huanyan didn't believe that Han Zhan dared to do anything to her, and she spoke with confidence.
Han Zhan was stroking the joystick slowly with his leather-gloved right hand. He suddenly said, "Miss Su and our Song Ci get along so well. Is it because they have similar temperaments? Or is there another reason?"
Su Huan was a little surprised that Han Zhan would say such a thing.
Su Huanyan took a deep breath and said: "Whether Mr. Han believes it or not, I have no bad intentions for Song Ci. I appreciate her talent and temperament, but I just want to be friends with her. If you don't believe me , you can check my details."
As Han Aoyu's grandson, Han Zhan wanted to find out the details of Su Huanyan, and it was easy for him.
Han Zhan laughed, and said, "It seems that I misunderstood."
Seeing Han Zhan's smile, Su Huanyan didn't feel relieved, but felt even more uneasy.
Suddenly, Han Zhan said again: "I thought, because of Cecilio, you deliberately approached us Song Ci?"
That was the first time Su Huanyan heard the name Cecilio mentioned in her ear after returning to China.
From the moment Han Zhan heard the name Cecilio, Su Huanyan knew that she had no secrets or privacy in front of Han Zhan.
The ridiculous relationship with Cecilio was Su Huanyan's secret.
Even her family didn't know that she had an unforgettable love with a man during her stay in Italy.
Su Huanyan's heart throbbed every time she heard Cecilio's name.
She pinched the seat belt and asked in a whisper, "Why do you know him?"
"Cecileo?" Han Zhan chuckled, "Miss Su is the only girlfriend Cecilio has ever dated. Haven't you heard him say that he has a younger brother named Han Zhan in Chinese?"
Su Huanyan was a little surprised, she said, "Are you his younger brother named Huofu?"
"It seems that Cecilio really cares about you." Being able to tell Su Huanyan about her family affairs is enough to prove Su Huanyan's position in Cecilio's heart.
A few months ago, Song Ci came back from Italy after filming and told Han Zhan that she met Cecilio in Italy, and Han Zhan sent someone to investigate Cecilio's life in these years.
Cecilio's life is very wonderful, every day is like a shooting spy movie, the only surprising thing is that such a cold-hearted and heartless thing can fall in love with a woman.
But God opened his eyes, the woman he loved still left him after all.
Hearing that Han Zhan said that Cecilio cared about him very much, Su Huanyan just laughed ironically.
Han Zhan said to Su Huanyan again: "Have you seen Cecilio's mother?"
Su Huanyan hesitated for a moment before saying, "I saw Cecilio's photo album box pendant by accident before, and I was lucky enough to meet Mother Song once."
Han Zhan took a deep look at her and asked, "Is it really unintentional?"
Su Huanyan's breath was stagnant, and after a while, she replied to Han Zhan: "None of your business."
Very well, the gentle tulip genetically mutated, revealing the essence of her overlord flower.
Han Zhan suddenly pressed the car door lock.
Hearing a click, Su Huanyan stretched out her hand to push the car door open.
She was about to go down when Han Zhan said behind her: "Su Huanyan, Song Ci regards you as a friend. I don't ask you to treat her heart and soul, but don't hurt her."
Su Huanyan slid out of the car, turned her back to Han Zhan, and did not leave in a hurry.
Han Zhan: "If you dare to hurt her, I will make everyone in the Su family pay the price."
Su Huanyan laughed lightly, and said sarcastically, "As expected of being brothers, your speaking style is exactly the same." After a pause, Su Huanyan added: "The same is disgusting."
Su Huanyan was not afraid of offending Han Zhan either.
As the boss' former girlfriend, Su Huanyan was used to all kinds of big occasions and thrilling scenes, and she was really not afraid of Han Zhan's threat.
Su Huanyan said that and left.
Han Zhan looked closely at the woman's aloof and pine back, but actually believed Su Huanyan's words.
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When Han Zhan returned home, Song Ci stopped him at the door.
Han Zhan looked at her amusedly, opened his arms and said, "I don't have hickey marks on my body, and I don't smell of perfume. I haven't cheated. Don't worry."
Song Ci just laughed.
"Don't be poor, I didn't ask you this." Song Ci squinted into Han Zhan's eyes and asked suspiciously, "Did you talk to Huanyan behind my back?"
Otherwise, it is impossible for Han Zhan, who finds it bothersome and indifferent, to take the initiative to send Su Huanyan home.
Han Zhan felt helpless.
"Why did you suddenly have an online IQ?"
Song Ci is very strange, sometimes, he looks dazed, like a little fool.
But when it comes to big things, she is very smart. For example, what happened tonight, and last time when he and Song Fei joined forces to plot against Mu Mian, Song Ci saw through it every time.
Song Ci closed the door behind him, leaned against the door with folded arms, and ordered Han Zhan: "Quickly explain the truth, and you are not allowed to enter the house unless you explain clearly."
It seems that we can only compromise.
Han Zhan told her, "Su Huanyan."
"Um?"
"She was Cecilio's girlfriend."
Song Ci:
Hearing Cecilio's name suddenly, Song Ci was still a little confused. Two seconds later, when Song Ci remembered Cecilio's identity, she was stunned.
"How come? Huanyan and Cecilio?"
Is Huanyan and her half-brother a couple
this.
Song Ci imagined the scene of Su Huanyan and Cecilio standing together, like a flower stuck in a cracked stone.
out of place.
"So what did you tell her?"
Han Zhan: "Su Huanyan may be suspicious of your relationship with Cecilio's mother. I am worried that she has ulterior motives in getting close to you, so I have to warn her."
Song Ci couldn't help but said: "Huanyan is definitely a good girl, trust me, my intuition is very accurate."
Han Zhan couldn't help but pour cold water on her, saying, "You used to think Mu Qiu was a good sister."
Song Ci: "."
Song Ci wanted to beat Han Zhan a little bit.
She raised her small fist and was about to punch it down, but her stomach throbbed with pain.
Song Ci quickly withdrew her small fist, swiped it into a palm, and grabbed her stomach. "Hiss!" Song Ci touched his stomach, looked up at Han Zhan who looked nervous, and said, "My stomach hurts."
Han Zhan's expression changed in surprise. "Could it be that she's about to give birth?" But it's only been more than eight months now!
Song Ci stretched out his right arm towards Han Zhan, "Quick, help me to lie on the bed for a while."
Han Zhan directly hugged Song Ci by the waist.
He carried Song Ci back to the room in three steps and two steps.
After only lying on the bed for a while, Song Ci felt that her stomach didn't hurt anymore.
She felt it carefully and confirmed that the pain in her stomach was really gone, so she felt relieved.
Zhong Buhui followed him upstairs, stood outside the door and asked, "Zhan Zhan, what's wrong with Miss Song? I think you ran up with her in your arms just now. Is she not feeling well?"
Just now Han Zhan ran upstairs with Song Ci in his arms, scaring Han Aoyu and Zhong Buhui.
Han Zhan asked Song Ci: "Do you feel better?"
Song Ci nodded, "It's okay, maybe I had a cramp just now."
Stomach cramps too
Only then did Han Zhan turn around and come to the corridor, and explained to Zhong Buhui, "It's okay, Song Ci had stomach cramps just now, and he's fine now."
"Scare us."
Knowing that Song Ci was fine, Zhong Buhui went downstairs.
Although Song Ci said that he was fine, Han Zhan was not at ease.
He took a bath and didn't sleep, so he lay down and talked with Song Ci, and asked her if her stomach hurts every once in a while.
Song Ci always said it didn't hurt.
At ten forty in the night, Song Ci couldn't hold back his drowsiness, so he fell asleep as soon as he said sleep.
Seeing that she was asleep, Han Zhan was relieved.
Before sleeping for a long time, Han Zhan was suddenly woken up by Song Ci.
"Han Zhan!" Song Ci's tone sounded very flustered.
Han Zhan woke up suddenly, turned on the wall lamp immediately, sat up, and looked down at Song Ci.
Seeing that Song Ci's face was flushed with anxiety, Han Zhan quickly asked her, "What's wrong?"
Song Ci felt ashamed, but still told Han Zhan: "My pants seem to be wet."
Han Zhan froze for a moment, and said, "Did you pee?"
Some pregnant women do leak urine in the third trimester.
Song Ci shook her head and said, "It doesn't look like that. I don't have the habit of leaking urine, I think." Song Ci looked anxious, and she said, "Han Zhan, could it be that the amniotic fluid broke?"
Song Ci could feel something flowing down her body.
That tender feeling doesn't feel like urine.
Han Zhan quickly pulled back the quilt and checked Song Ci's pants.
Clear liquid, not urine at all.
Han Zhan's expression changed suddenly!
"Cibao, don't be afraid, I'll send you to the hospital right away!"
Han Zhan immediately picked up the phone and called the director of the hospital to tell the doctors in the obstetrics and gynecology department to prepare for the labor and to drive an ambulance to pick up Song Ci.
After making the phone call, Han Zhan was about to rush downstairs with Song Ci in his arms. Song Ci suddenly shouted, "Brother Han, I didn't take the child's clothes!"
Han Zhan had already carried her to the stairwell.
Hearing this, he opened his throat and yelled: "Uncle Zhong, Song Ci's amniotic fluid broke. I will take her to the hospital, and you help me send the children's things to the hospital. Everything is packed and placed in our room in my bedroom!"
During the call, Han Zhan had already rushed to the door.
The movement made by Han Zhan woke up the whole room.
Han Aoyu woke up, Zhong Buhui woke up, and the guards who had just changed shifts woke up too.
Han Aoyu didn't even bother to put on his thermal jacket, and rushed out of the room wearing only a set of close-fitting thermal clothing.
He ran to the door, only to see the taillights of Han Zhan's car swept across the corner, and soon disappeared.
Han Aoyu was so anxious that his hands shook a little.
"I don't regret it, is Miss Song about to give birth!"
Zhong Buhui nodded with a serious expression.
Han Aoyu exclaimed: "How can this work, it's only been more than eight months!"
Zhong Buhui said: "I'm afraid I'm going to give birth prematurely."
Just now Han Zhan shouted those words eagerly, Zhong Buhui didn't hear clearly, but he also guessed what Han Zhan was giving orders.
Zhong Buhui came upstairs, opened Han Zhan's room, and saw the box standing by the corner.
Inside the box were the supplies that Song Ci had prepared in advance.
Zhong Buhui ran downstairs with his things, waited for Han Aoyu to change his clothes, then drove Han Aoyu, took the clothes, and went to the hospital.
in the hospital.
Song Ci has already entered the waiting room, and the doctor is checking her amniotic fluid rupture. Han Zhan was standing in the room like an ant on a hot pot. He asked the doctor, "Doctor Zhang, what's the situation with my wife now?"
Song Ci's lower limbs were raised high, because of this sudden situation, she was so frightened that she turned pale.
The doctor raised his head and told Han Zhan: "The amniotic fluid is indeed broken, but there are no contractions yet. First, do a B-ultrasound to check the condition of the amniotic fluid. If it doesn't work, the child can only be removed by surgery. Otherwise, the amniotic fluid will be low, and the child will suffocate. "
(end of this chapter)