Jiang Bi walked out of the carnival, she walked around the parking lot and came to her own parking space.
In the dim moonlight, Jiang Bi walked towards her parking space. Before he got closer, he saw a girl with long hair sitting in the car.
On a cold night at the end of winter, Han Wangwang was wearing a white sweater and a black down jacket, sitting on Jiang Bi's motorcycle, playing with his mobile phone with his head down.
Seeing Han Wangwang, Jiang Bi paused.
The night light elongated Jiang Bi's figure and covered Han Wangwang's head, casting a shadow in front of her.
Han Wangwang sensed someone approaching, she put away her phone, turned her head slowly, and saw Jiang Bi at a glance.
Han Wangwang stood up from the locomotive, and she looked at Jiang Bi worriedly.
Seeing that Jiang Bi's clothes were clean and not stained with blood, Han Wangwang felt relieved.
Han Wangwang said, "What did you do?"
Jiang Bi slightly hooked her lips, raised her right hand, spread her palm, and said, "Strawberries are very sweet, I'll give you all."
The girl is slender and tall, with beautiful features but aggressive. She exuded a cold breath all over her body, but she held the strawberry in her hand and said to her: Strawberries are very sweet, I will give them to you.
Han Wangwang really wanted to ask her, are you sweet too
But she held back, because the words were suspected of seduction.
Han Wangwang strode towards Jiang Bi and hugged Jiang Bi's waist. "Jiang Bi, don't seduce me on purpose."
Jiang Bi was stunned.
Jiang Bi, who was hugged by Han Wangwang, remained motionless, his muscles and even his blood were frozen, and he forgot to flow.
Han Wangwang didn't smell blood on Jiang Bi's body, only a faint smell of rouge and powder.
Han Wangwang felt relieved.
She said, "Jiang Bi, I thought you went in and killed someone."
Jiang Bi smiled, slowly raised her right hand, and patted Han Wangwang's hair. "No, murder is against the law. I don't kill people."
Han Wangwang said, "That's good."
Han Zhan drove Song Ci home. The car passed by the motorcycle parking space, and he caught a glimpse of someone standing there from the corner of his eye.
Glancing over there casually, Han Zhan saw Jiang Bi who had just separated from them, and the girl hiding in Jiang Bi's arms.
Han Zhan felt that the girl's figure looked familiar.
Han Zhan looked at the girl carefully and seriously.
After recognizing that person's identity, Han Zhan's heart skipped a beat.
He parked the car on the side of the road, lowered the car window, and said to Song Ci: "Cibao, look, is that Han Wangwang?"
Song Ci looked over in surprise, seeing the postures of Han Wangwang and Jiang Bi, and their expressions were slightly unnatural.
A hint of suspicion flashed across Song Ci's eyes.
Song Ci said, "It seems to be her."
Strange, how could Wangwang hug Jiang Bi
Many strange things flashed through Han Zhan's mind. I'm also afraid that my own thoughts are so dirty that I can't bear to think about others.
Han Zhan tried his best to keep his sanity, and he decided to ask his young and socially savvy little wife.
"Cibao, look, is it normal for Han Wangwang to be like Jiang Bi?" I always felt something strange.
Is it normal
Song Ci didn't dare to make a conclusion, she said: "My good friend and I often hug each other."
But she and her good friend can't embrace this kind of inseparable love.
Han Zhan could only tell himself that he was thinking too much.
Since I think too much
drop-
It doesn't matter if it disturbs other people's good things.
The sudden sound of the horn alarmed Jiang Bi and Han Wangwang.
Han Wangwang quickly let go of Jiang Bi, and together with Jiang Bi, they looked towards Han Zhan at the same time.
Through the lowered car window, Han Wangwang saw Han Zhan's face inside the car.
As soon as he saw his little cousin, Han Wangwang panicked.
It's over!
"Little cousin."
Han Wangwang bounced to Han Zhan's car and saw a woman sitting next to Han Zhan, so Han Wangwang hurriedly glanced inside.
Seeing that it was Song Ci sitting in the co-pilot, Han Wangwang said to Song Ci jokingly: "Hello, little cousin, I was thinking just now, if the woman sitting next to my little cousin is not you, I will give it to you later." Make a phone call."
Song Ci smiled and praised Han Wangwang: "It's a good thing to have this awareness."
Han Zhan asked Han Wangwang: "What are you doing here?"
Han Wangwang said: "Jiang Bi is here to perform, I have nothing to do, so I will come with her."
Han Zhan hummed.
He still couldn't help it, and didn't ask if he was unhappy. "What were you doing just now?"
Han Wangwang was stuck and was at a loss for words.
Jiang Bi walked over with long legs, and she pressed Han Wangwang into her arms. At this moment, a car whizzed by behind Jiang Bi.
When it was safe, Jiang Bi let go of Han Wangwang, bowed her head and said to Han Zhan, "She is cold, ask me to keep her warm."
Han Zhan was taken aback.
Is that so
Jiang Bi's frank and upright performance dispelled Han Zhan's doubts.
Maybe the young people nowadays are so enthusiastic, they like to express the friendship between people by hugging and holding high.
It's because I'm old and can't keep up with the trend.
Han Zhan didn't delve into the relationship between Han Wangwang and Jiang Bi any more. He restarted the car and said, "I'm leaving. I'll come to your great-grandpa's house sometime when I'm free to see the two little guys."
After finishing speaking, Han Zhan added: "It's fine if you don't empty your hands."
Han Zhan drove away in the car.
Han Wangwang stuck out his tongue guiltily, and cold sweat broke out on his back at some point.
Jiang Bi stared at Han Wangwang's slightly disturbed face in the night, and felt some strange throbbing in his heart.
Jiang Bi asked Han Wangwang: "What are you afraid of? Are you afraid of your little cousin?"
Han Wangwang's answer was subconscious, "Can you not be afraid, he has seen it all!"
Jiang Bi asked another question that hit Han Wangwang's soul directly: "What are you afraid of? We didn't do anything, isn't it all like this between girls? You have to hold hands and arms when you walk, and you have to eat dessert. Feeding each other is better than couples."
Jiang Bi saw that many girls were like this, sticky.
So, why is Han Wangwang guilty
Han Wangwang was nailed to death by Jiang Bi's question.
What is she guilty of
Han Wangwang's heart beat a little faster.
She looked up at Jiang Bi and said, "Jiang Bi, if you were a boy, I would lose my virginity before marriage for you."
Jiang Bi's gaze deepened. "Is it?"
Han Wangwang turned around and walked towards the locomotive, not daring to look at Jiang Bi's expression.
What she said just now is equivalent to a confession.
Jiang Bi bent her lips and followed Han Wangwang.
Jiang Bi sat cross-legged in the car and handed Han Wangwang a helmet. Wearing a helmet, Han Wangwang put his arms around Jiang Bi's thin and attractive waist.
The two were about to leave when Han Wangwang noticed an ambulance approaching.
A large group of people came out from the Clubhouse of Paper Drunken Gold, chattering and talking about 'zombies', 'scary', 'saw a ghost' and the like.
"Wait a minute." Han Wangwang told Jiang Bi not to rush to drive.
Jiang Bi stopped and looked at the luxurious exit together with Han Wangwang.
The security of the clubhouse took the injured out and sent him to an ambulance. After a while, a police car also came, and two policemen walked into the clubhouse to understand the situation.
The people who eat melons are still standing at the door of the clubhouse, muttering non-stop.
Han Wangwang listened a few times and probably understood what happened in the clubhouse.
Someone suddenly got sick and out of control, grabbed his friend and bit his friend's face to pieces.
It was like a rabies attack.
Han Wangwang took a deep look at Jiang Bi.
In the night, Jiang Bi had an indifferent expression, squinting his eyes slightly, looking cold.
Han Wangwang told himself that since Jiang Bi has been out for so long, this must have nothing to do with her. She just happened to come here to perform, and happened to encounter this kind of thing.
"Let's go."
"Well, there's nothing to see, sit down, I'm driving."
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On the way, passing a late-night snack shop, Han Zhan slowed down and asked Song Ci, "Want to eat late-night snack? There is a barbecue shop here."
They originally planned to eat and drink in the clubhouse on an empty stomach, but a sudden change disrupted their plans.
Song Ci's mind was full of the man's bloody face.
She was a little nauseous, but kept holding back.
I heard Han Zhan say that eating supper or eating barbecue
Song Ci suddenly slammed the car door and said to Han Zhan, "Stop!"
Han Zhan was so frightened that he stopped quickly.
Song Ci got out of the car, and as soon as her feet hit the ground, she bent over beside the car and vomited wildly.
Han Zhan froze for a moment.
He got out of the driver's seat with a bottle of water, walked around to the co-pilot, and fed Song Ci the mineral water to rinse his mouth.
After vomiting, Song Ci returned to the car and lay on the car seat like a boneless worm.
She rubbed her hungry stomach and said to Han Zhan, "Brother Han, what do you think is going on with that man?"
"Is it rabies?"
Han Zhan shook his head. "Rabies don't bite people. The appearance of real rabies is fear of water, fear of water, and spasm of pharyngeal muscles."
"Then what's the matter with him?" Song Ci would not believe that the man was suffering from loss disease.
This isn't a zombie movie.
Han Zhan pondered for a while before saying, "It's a bit like a drug."
Song Ci nodded vigorously, and said, "I know that there is a drug that can make people hallucinate. In the past, there were people in the United States who got addicted to drugs and caught passers-by to bite them."
"Well, maybe it's that kind, it's too scary."
Han Zhan said: "Don't be afraid, the police will deal with them."
Han Zhan parked the car at the entrance of the community, and he went to the unmanned supermarket to buy a handful of noodles, some eggs and sausages.
Walking to the payment machine, he picked another box of sleeves from the shelf.
After arriving home, Han Zhan said to Song Ci, "Go take a bath."
Song Ci saw the invitation and hint in Han Zhan's eyes.
Her heart was beating slightly faster.
Do you want to come
Song Ci stayed in the bathroom for a long time this time.
In the shower, she stared at the C-section scar on her stomach and the six or seven unsightly stretch marks.
Song Ci frowned impatiently.
Han Zhan also took a shower downstairs.
Song Ci came out of the delivery room and was about to go downstairs when she looked down and saw Han Zhan sitting on the sofa wearing only a bathrobe.
He was drinking water, and a Jackie Chan action movie was playing on the TV in front of him.
Hearing footsteps, Han Zhan raised his head and glanced upstairs.
Song Ci stood behind the railing on the duplex floor, her hair tied up with a rubber band, exposing her forehead and neck.
In front of the forehead, a few strands of hair hung down.
Song Ci, who had just taken a bath, had porcelain-white cheeks slightly reddish, with a delicate and delicious allure.
Han Zhan patted Song Ci on the sofa beside him, "Cibao, come down."
Song Ci walked down, but didn't sit down.
Standing in front of Han Zhan, Song Ci took the initiative to untie the strap of the bathrobe.
Han Zhan stared at her with fiery eyes, his Adam's apple throbbing.
Song Ci opened her bathrobe.
She showed her whole body generously in front of Han Zhan.
Han Zhan was breathing heavily and his eyes darkened.
Just as he was about to move, Song Ci suddenly said, "I have a few words to tell you."
Han Zhan stopped, sat on the sofa and looked up at Song Ci.
"you say."
Song Ci slid her fingers gently across her abdomen, and she said, "This scar can't be completely removed even with scar cream. These stretch marks, they have torn my skin apart, and they can't grow again. Woke up."
"Han Zhan, these ugly things will accompany me for the rest of my life. Every time you see me in the future, you will see them."
Han Zhan stared at the scars.
Song Ci's skin used to be very fair and smooth. To be honest, stretch marks and scars did damage her perfection.
But Han Zhan didn't think it was ugly.
There is no thought of them as 'ugly'.
Song Ci told Han Zhan: "You can't dislike them, and you can't use them to slander me or make fun of me. They are part of my body, given to me by you and your children. Anyone has the right to dislike them. Only you and the children are not eligible."
Han Zhan looked at Song Ci seriously, and said, "I won't dislike them."
He pulled Song Ci in front of him, lowered his head, and kissed her scar.
Han Zhan hugged Song Ci's waist, raised his head again, and said to Song Ci, "Look, they're not ugly."
Song Ci nodded.
She held Han Zhan's head and told him, "you can do anything to me."
Encouraged, Han Zhan was overjoyed.
This night, they went from being cautious at the beginning to falling into a sinking situation.
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In the middle of the night, Song Ci was still hungry after all.
Han Zhan had expected that Song Ci would be hungry. He only wore a pair of trousers and went to the kitchen to cook a bowl of egg and sausage noodles for Song Ci.
Song Ci finished a bowl of noodles and fell asleep with a sense of guilt.
The next morning, Han Zhan and Song Ci had breakfast downstairs.
Han Zhan said to Song Ci, "You're going on a business trip tomorrow, go to the company with me to play today, and stay with me, okay?"
Song Ci is reluctant to bear children, and Han Zhan is reluctant to bear Song Ci.
Song Ci looked at Han Zhan amusedly, and asked him, "Can't bear to part with me?"
"Yes." Han Zhan admitted generously.
Song Ci nodded and said, "Okay, you will get all the food and lodging."
"certainly."
On the way to the company, Song Ci had nothing to do, so she played with her mobile phone.
When she opened WeChat, she saw that in the WeChat group, everyone was discussing what happened in the clubhouse last night.
Song Ci looked up their comments and found that this matter had spread last night.
"Last night, the person who bit someone was the young master of An's family in the north of the city. The person who was bitten was a friend with whom he had a good time, surnamed Mo."
"The one surnamed Mo went to eat and drink with the one surnamed An. Unexpectedly, the one surnamed An suddenly went crazy and bit the one surnamed Mo."
"The surname An's family has some background. He was released last night. After he was released, Mr. An went to the hospital to visit his friend who was bitten by him, but the surname Mo might not be angry. This morning, in the ward, Mr. Mo, who came to visit him, wiped his neck with a knife."
Han Zhan didn't expect things to go like this.
"It's understandable what the surname Mo did." Song Ci understood the victim's feelings very well.
"A good face was bitten and disfigured by Mr. An. I thought that Mr. An would be able to spend two years in prison, but I didn't expect Mr. An to have a deep background, so he was released that night."
"The surname Mo was so angry that he killed someone in a fit of rage, which is understandable."
Regarding this, Han Zhan was noncommittal.
He said: "Killing the young master of the An family, the surname Mo is happy for a while, but he will have to bear the revenge from the An family for the rest of his life."
Killing is fun for a while, but it's miserable for a lifetime after the fun.
Han Zhan suddenly said to Song Ci: "In the glove box of the co-pilot, there is an elderly mobile phone, please take it out for me."
Song Ci dubiously opened the glove box, and indeed saw an elderly mobile phone inside.
It is the kind of black and bulky old machine.
I haven't seen this kind of antique for many years, and Song Ci couldn't help but look at it a few more times.
"do what?"
"Turn on your phone for me."
"good."
Song Ci turned on the old man's phone, and when she heard the sound of earthy music when it was turned on, she handed the phone to Han Zhan with black lines all over her head.
Han Zhan pressed a number and dialed it without hesitation.
Song Ci heard Han Zhan say—
"Hello, hello, is this the anti-drug brigade? I want to report a suspected case of drug abuse and injury. Yes, it happened last night, and the location is the club of drunken gold fans. The drug addict's surname is An"
"I?"
".I'm just an enthusiastic Chaoyang crowd."
Han Zhan hung up the phone.
Seeing Song Ci's shocked expression, Han Zhan smiled at her and told her, "Reporting drug abuse is everyone's responsibility."
"Brother Han, you are so insidious."
Han Zhan handed the phone to Song Ci, "Put it back."
Song Ci threw the phone into the glove box, and she asked Han Zhan curiously, "Brother Han, do you often do such immoral things?"
"Where is it? Who knew I did it?"
Song Ci: "."
When he arrived at the company, Han Zhan threw himself into his busy work.
A few days ago, several Australian investors who wanted to invest in the aviation tourism industry visited Dongcheng. Bei Zhan has been with them for the past few days, and after three days, Bei Zhan finally signed a contract with them.
When the contract is reached, it is a friend.
The Australian investor has always wanted to meet Han Zhan, but Han Zhan had been politely refusing him because of his busy work.
After they signed the contract and everyone became friends, Han Zhan finally 'free'.
After lunch, Han Zhan took the initiative to call the representatives of the investors, saying that he was free in the afternoon, the weather was fine, and he wanted to invite them to ride horses at the suburban racecourse.
The other party readily agreed.
Song Ci slept for forty minutes before being woken up by Han Zhan. She put on the sportswear and sneakers he had prepared for her, and went to the racecourse with Han Zhan.
Song Ci can ride a horse, but his equestrian skills are average, and he dare not play tricks.
Among the investors was a 40-year-old female manager. She was tall, muscular and very skilled at equestrianism.
Seeing Song Ci looking at her adoringly, the woman named Josephine stopped the horse in front of Song Ci.
"Song, do you want to play with me?"
Song Ci immediately abandoned her pony and got on Josephine's horse.
Song Ci sat in Josephine's arms, and Josephine chatted with her in English, manipulating the steed under her, and the two had a great time at the racecourse.
After Han Zhan finished riding the horse, he gave the horse to the stable boy.
Glancing at Song Ci who was having fun with Josephine, Han Zhan decided not to disturb the two of them.
He went under the shade chair and sat with several male investors. As soon as he sat down, he heard Eric say: "Han, you have to be careful of Josephine, she is very provocative."
Han Zhan smiled unfathomably. He said: "She is not the type I am interested in. I love my wife deeply, and no one can shake the relationship between us."
Hearing this, everyone saw that Han Zhan's expression became wonderful and strange.
Han Zhan frowned.
I thought: Is there something wrong
"Han." Eric said earnestly, "Josephine likes girls."
Han Zhan's expression changed slightly.
"You have to watch out for her."
Everyone looked up at Josephine and the Chinese beauty in her arms, gloating a little.
Han Zhan's smile disappeared completely on his face.
When he looked at Josephine and Song Ci again, he felt that they were sitting too close. Are there no horses at the racecourse? Why did she want to ride a horse with Song Ci
After running for two laps, Song Ci found that the laces of the sneakers were loose, and then she said to Josephine with unsatisfied intentions: "Okay, Josephine, I want to take a rest, let me go down."
"Follow orders!".
Josephine ordered the horse to stop, she jumped off the horse first, and then stretched out her hand towards Song Ci in a gentlemanly manner, trying to lead her off the horse.
At this time, a long arm stretched out arrogantly, grabbed Song Ci's catkin, and pulled her down.
Song Ci thanked Josephine, and squatted down to tie the laces of her loose sneakers.
Han Zhan looked at Josephine at a close distance, smiled and said to her, "My wife is very beautiful and charming, isn't she?"
Josephine saw hostility in Han Zhan's eyes.
She didn't want to offend Han Zhan, so she just smiled kindly when she heard the words. "Madam is very charming. I think Mr. Han and Madam have a strong relationship, so they must be an enviable couple."
Only then did Han Zhan feel relieved.
He helped Song Ci tie the other shoelace, and then took Song Ci to the umbrella to chat with the others.
In the evening, after having a meal with the group, Han Zhan and Song Ci went home together.
The two children happened to be awake. Han Zhan picked them up, put them on the thick carpeted floor, and teased them with toys.
After a little teasing, the older sister would laugh, and the younger sister smiled occasionally, but most of the time she was looking at Song Ci and Han Zhan.
"Miaomiao, Junjun, mom is going to America tomorrow." Song Ci was a little bit reluctant to part with her daughters.
She lay down next to Han Jun and played with Han Jun's miniature fingers.
Before they left, Song Ci began to miss them.
Han Zhan said: "Isn't there a break in the middle, you can come back."
"There are a few days of rest between the French field and the Chinese field, and it is indeed possible to come back. But in the first few games, the time is too close, and it is only enough to go back and forth."
After speaking, Song Ci smelled a bad smell.
She poked Han Zhan's arm. "Brother Han, is it my sister or my younger sister? It's bad."
Han Zhan first opened his sister's diaper and took a look. "No, it's Miaomiao."
Han Zhan carried Miaomiao to the nanny.
After Miaomiao washed her butt clean, Han Zhan hugged Miaomiao back again.
Song Ci is fiddling with her selfie stick.
"Brother Han, sit here with Miaomiao in your arms, and let's take a photo together."
"good."
Song Ci and Han Zhan sat cross-legged, head to head, each holding a baby in their arms.
Song Ci raised the selfie stick, found the angle, and when she was about to take a picture, she saw that Han Zhan didn't smile.
Song Ci gave Han Zhan a supercilious look, and taught him: "Do you understand that you have to laugh when you take a family portrait? The more silly you laugh, the happier you are."
Han Zhan grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.
Song Ci accepted her fate. "Brother Han, don't laugh."
Han Zhan deliberately pretended to smile, like a shark laughing.
Funny and awkward.
Han Zhan pursed his lips and stared at the camera seriously.
Song Ci took the photo and checked it again. "I'll send you the picture."
Song Ci sent the photo to Han Zhan's WeChat, and then put his sister and sister back in the crib.
"I'm going to pack my luggage, Brother Han, will you come with me?"
"Come on."
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Song Ci took two suitcases with her on this business trip.
The next morning, after dinner, Han Zhan helped Song Ci put the suitcase in the trunk of the car.
He stared at the two big boxes and teased Song Ci: "Should I find a pickup truck to pick you up when you come back?"
Song Ci didn't understand what Han Zhan meant. "Why?"
Han Zhan explained: "According to your shopping ability, there must be two suitcases when you go, and eight or nine suitcases when you come back. You can only use a small truck to pull it."
Hearing this, Song Ci couldn't laugh or cry.
"I will try to buy as little as possible." Song Ci herself felt that this statement was very unreliable. She hadn't gone shopping for a long time, and when she went abroad suddenly, she must buy what she saw and wanted.
In the past, she only bought things for herself, but now she has to buy things for her grandfather, Han Zhan, the two treasures, Song Fei and Yan Jiang.
Eight or nine suitcases may not fit.
Han Zhan sent Song Ci to the airport, and the two stayed in the waiting room for a while. When the time came, Song Ci boarded the plane and flew to the United States.
During this business trip, Song Ci also brought her queen stylist Alan with her.
Alan is the person who knows Song Ci best. Every time he attends a grand event, Alan will dress up Song Ci beautifully.
This time, Song Ci also handed over his styling to Allen.
Song Ci's positioning for herself is very clear, she only needs to be responsible for beauty.
At the media meeting in New York, Song Ci wore a long blue V-neck dress with a bright gold belt embellished at the waist.
She was covered in nothing but a pair of pearl earrings.
Standing on the stage, she is like a walking rich flower in the world.
At the film promotion meeting, Song Ci also played the violin for the reporters.
At first everyone thought that Song Ci was just an empty vase.
However, as soon as Song Ci touched the violin, he instantly entered a state of ecstasy.
Song Ci when playing the violin is the protagonist of the world, and all the light is concentrated on her.
After watching Song Ci's talent show, everyone looked at Song Ci differently.
Du Junfei pretended to be careless, and deliberately slipped the truth about Song Ci being Shen Yubei's lover. So that day, a reporter from the New York Entertainment News commented on Song Ci in this way—
Song Ci, a beautiful and versatile Chinese girl, has a sexy and curvaceous figure, a beautiful face, and wonderful violin skills.
She is a freshman actress born for Rain.
Song Ci naturally also saw the report about herself in the New York Entertainment News, which she felt was untrue.
Song Ci secretly poked Han Zhan's WeChat and asked him: [Brother Han, did you buy the draft for me?]
After more than ten minutes, Han Zhan replied to her: [We can't let them slander you.]
In order to bribe the boss of the New York Entertainment News, Han Zhan promised to give him a free space ride on Zeus 1.
Song Ci knew it would be like this.
Foreigners are very repulsive to Chinese, if they don't run on her, they will be merciful, and they will not praise her willingly.
Knowing that this was a manuscript bought by Han Zhan, Song Ci felt that it was boring.
The second stop was to England.
The third stop is France.
Every time Song Ci goes, the most famous local entertainment website will definitely praise her.
Anyone with a discerning eye can see that this is someone throwing money to promote Song porcelain.
But Song Ci didn't feel ashamed either, her husband was willing to spend money to build momentum for her, and anyone who refused to accept would just shut up.
After the promotional meeting of the French station, Song Ci went home and stayed for a few days.
The two children are about to forget Song Ci.
Back home, when Song Ci wanted to hug them, they were still crying.
The children's resistance to themselves hurt Song Ci somewhat.
But there is no way, Song Ci intends to use the rest time of these few days to repair the relationship with the children.
The children are getting older, but they are not as obedient as in confinement. They doze less and less, and they always cry before going to bed at night.
Song Ci told them stories, but the two children were too young to understand fables.
Song Ci thought of the memories of Jiang Shiyu playing Little Xingxing on the violin in order to coax their sisters to sleep when she was a child.
With the attitude of giving it a try, Song Ci also brought her violin and played a little star for her daughters.
Strangely, under the hypnosis of the tune, the two sisters really calmed down very quickly.
They are asleep.
Song Ci put down the violin, turned around, and saw Han Zhan standing leaning against the door frame.
Han Zhan had a contented and happy smile on his lips.
When Song Ci looked over, Han Zhan didn't have time to hide his smile.
Song Cichao opened his arms to Han Zhan.
Han Zhan came over and bent over to hug Song Ci.
"came back."
"Um."
"Take a good rest for a few days when you come back, and when the last promotional meeting is over, I will take you and the children on a trip."
"Where are you going?"
"Well, how is Sanya?"
"Can."
Sanya has been relatively warm recently, and the sun is not shining on people, so it is more suitable for traveling.
When the couple returned to their small room, Han Zhan bit Song Ci's ear and said, "During the few days you left, I fell asleep on the pictures of you."
Song Ci's ears turned red, and she asked him, "How did you fall asleep?"
Han Zhan whispered something nasty in her ear.
Song Ci kicked Han Zhan away and scolded him: "You are shameless!"
Han Zhan held Song Ci's feet and said, "It's been a long time since I saw your feet. Now I think your feet are beautiful."
Song Ci couldn't laugh or cry.
She was played by Han Zhan in this way for a long time, and finally she lay on the bed exhausted, motionless.
After more than ten days of goodbye, Han Zhan couldn't bear to let go of Song Ci's waist when he slept at night.
He slept with her all night.
When Han Zhan woke up the next morning, his arm hurt.
But seeing Song Ci who was still snoring lightly beside him, Han Zhan felt that everything was worth it.
After staying at home for six days, Song Ci had to leave for Yucheng.
The Yucheng publicity meeting on March 12 was the last stop.
On the 11th, Song Ci arrived in Yucheng and went to the airport to pick up Du Junfei.
Along with Du Junfei, there is also the leading actor Damien.
The next Oscar winner, the future top Hollywood star, also prepared a gift for Song Ci's children.
It's two sets of Barbie dolls.
Song Ci thanked Damien before leading them into the car and back to the hotel.
On the way, Du Junfei told Song Ci: "Du Xueyan will also participate in tomorrow's promotional meeting. Her flight arrives in the afternoon. Let's have dinner together in the evening."
Song Ci hasn't heard Du Xueyan's name for a long time, and feels like it's been a long time.
Du Xueyan suddenly left China a few months ago and announced her formal entry into Hollywood.
I don't know who is praising her, but in that man-eating Hollywood, she actually used good resources.
Du Xueyan was supposed to attend the New York promotional station last time, but the production cycle of the film she participated in was relatively tight, and she couldn't spare time, so she didn't attend.
Hearing Du Xueyan's name again, Song Ci's heart was as still as water.
She knew very well that there was absolutely nothing between Du Xueyan and Han Zhan.
Damien said: "I had dinner with Xueyan last month. She has good resources now and is expected to become the hottest Asian movie star in Hollywood."
Du Junfei knew what Damien was implying. He was saying that Du Xueyan had found a big benefactor.
Du Junfei didn't jump into the language trap Damien dug for him, he said: "Everyone has their own luck, especially in a place like Hollywood."
Seeing that Du Junfei refused to disclose the news of Du Xueyan's benefactor, Damien didn't ask any more questions.
Du Junfei took a look at Song Ci. He spoke to Song Ci in Chinese and said, "I heard from Shen Yubei that Du Xueyan once had an affair with your husband?"
Song Ci retorted: "What does it mean to have an affair? That happened eight or nine years ago. At that time, they were serious couples. It's ugly to say that they have an affair."
"Yo, you are quite protective of your man."
Song Ci resented him: "I don't defend my man, do I want to favor you, Second Lord?"
Everyone has their own forbidden topic, and Du Junfei will not make fun of Song Ci about it.
Du Junfei accepts as soon as he sees it.
He told Song Ci: "Du Xueyan is very ambitious and arrogant. Now that the matter between her and your man is over, she won't make a comeback. Besides, there is Gu Shengyao staring at her by her side. Xueyan has no time to come back and harass your man."
Song Ci heard the implication, and was a little surprised, "Second Master, you mean that Du Xueyan's manager likes Du Xueyan?"
Du Junfei: "That's why I said you have bad eyesight, and you can't see such simple things."
Song Ci's eyesight was clumsy, so she really didn't see it.
She hoped that Gu Shengyao could win Du Xueyan sooner, and have a son with her forever.
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In the afternoon, Du Xueyan really came to Yucheng and stayed at Ankai International Hotel.
Her room is next to Song Ci's.
When eating in the evening, Du Junfei thoughtfully sat between Song Ci and Du Xueyan, serving as the delicious sandwich in the sandwich biscuit.
It was a decent meal.
At night, the two little ancestors in the family refused to sleep.
Recently, it has become a habit for them to fall asleep listening to Song Ci playing the violin.
Song Ci left home suddenly, and the little ones couldn't fall asleep without the sound of their mother's music.
Helpless, Han Zhan can only play a video for Song Ci, and trouble Song Ci to play the little star from the air to coax the children to sleep.
Song Ci played the song Little Xing Xing, and she was a little proud to see that the children had really fallen asleep. "Brother Han, you are an incompetent father. You don't even have the skills to put children to sleep."
"Ma'am is amazing."
Han Zhan complimented Song Ci a few words, flattered Song Ci to make her happy, and they hung up the video call.
After hanging up the video, Song Ci felt sleepy.
Before getting married, Song Ci would not think about going to bed until half past twelve. Fortunately, at a young age, I have developed a good habit of wanting to go to bed at half past ten.
Song Ci went to bed and fell into a drowsy sleep when she suddenly heard someone crying next door.
Song Ci opened her eyes and found that the crying came from outside the balcony.
Every room has a balcony. If the balcony window is open, the movement of the next room can be transmitted to her room.
What is Du Xueyan crying for
Song Ci thought that Du Xueyan was in some trouble, and hesitated in her heart whether to go to the next door and knock on the door to ask about Du Xueyan's situation.
At this moment, Song Ci heard a deep male voice, gasped and said, "Just wait a few more minutes."
Du Xueyan: "Please, hurry up!"
After realizing what the neighbor was doing, Song Ci was struck by lightning!
Du Xueyan was indeed crying, but not crying sadly, but crying so happy.
Song Ci felt tired.
It's fine for her to go on a business trip by herself, stay in a hotel, and have to listen to Han Zhan, his ex-girlfriend, and his manager messing around in the room.
Song Ci's heart is extremely desolate.
She covered her head with the quilt and fell asleep after a long time.
The press conference was held downstairs in the hotel. Song Ci dressed up and walked out of the room with her skirt in her hand. At this time, the door of the next door opened.
Du Xueyan also came out.
Song Ci was wearing a black tube top skirt, while Du Xueyan was wearing a white tube top skirt.
Both have their own beauty.
Walking into the elevator, Du Xueyan said to Song Ci, "Are you in a bad mood?"
Song Ci felt baffled. "Why do you ask that?"
Du Xueyan said: "You look a little tired."
Song Ci sneered, "It's not thanks to you."
Hearing this, Du Xueyan was a little surprised, "Why me?" After thinking for a while, Du Xueyan understood, "Could it be that you still care about me and Han Zhan?"
Song Ci: "No, the commotion you made was a bit loud last night. I was forced to listen to it for more than half an hour and lost sleep."
Du Xueyan suddenly blushed.
"Is the sound insulation of wine and hotels so poor?" She raised her head, blushing up to her neck.
Song Ci snorted softly, "Remember to close the balcony door in the future, thank you."
(end of this chapter)