For this evening meal, two tables were set up.
Because Su Huanyan was here, Cheng Yanmo also left work early and came to Han's house, bringing a bouquet of flowers and a bottle of red wine.
When Cheng Yanmo entered the room, he first hugged the program, and the father and son were tired of it for a while, then Cheng Yanmo chatted with Song Ci, and then walked towards Han Zhan. "Mr. Han, during your absence, Wangdongcheng is very deserted."
Han Zhan smiled and said, "Rumors and rumors are flying everywhere, so it should be very lively."
Hearing what he said, Cheng Yanmo couldn't help but shudder. According to Han Zhan's method, those who spread rumors may have something to watch.
Cheng Yanmo added: "I heard that Zeus International will hold a thanksgiving banquet in three days' time?"
Chuandong International and Zeus International also have a cooperation project recently. Cheng Yanmo's secretary has received a call from Zeus International, saying that they are invited to a Thanksgiving banquet, and the invitation will be sent tomorrow.
Han Zhan's people are very efficient in handling things. Han Zhan told Bei Zhan that he would hold a thanksgiving banquet in the afternoon, and Cheng Yanmo received an invitation call in the afternoon.
Han Zhan took a sip of his wolfberry tea and said, "Yes, during my absence, everyone has taken care of Zeus International a lot. I must be very grateful when I come back."
Cheng Yanmo felt that Han Zhan had something to say.
He was very curious about the 'Thanksgiving Banquet', what kind of drama would happen in the end.
"I'll be there."
"Okay, you are welcome."
Li Li and Bei Zhan arrived just before dinner.
Han Zhan, Li Li, and Bei Zhan are the three Musketeers of Zeus International. Together, these three people form a true iron triangle. Seeing that Han Zhan was obviously thinner than before leaving, he could guess that Han Zhan must have suffered a lot without asking. Li Li hugged Han Zhan and didn't say much.
Bei Zhan patted Han Zhan on the shoulder, and he said, "It's good when you come back, take good care of your body, and you'll always be able to take care of it."
Han Zhan also patted Bei Zhan on the shoulder, "Thank you for your hard work during this time."
"It's good to know." Changing the subject, Bei Zhan said, "I'll have to rest for a month when you recover from your injury."
"Um?"
Han Zhan was a little surprised and asked Bei Zhan, "Are you going on honeymoon?"
Bei Zhan shook his head.
Li Li said from the side: "Mr. Han is about to give birth, and Bei Zhan will accompany Mr. Han in confinement."
"Really? My sister-in-law has a second child?" Han Zhan was really shocked. He didn't even know about it. Why did he keep quiet? Bei Zhan is going to be a father again
Bei Zhan: "Well, it's been eight months."
When Han Zhan left, Han Qingshen was just over three months pregnant, and Bei Zhan didn't make it public. It has been five months since Han Zhan left, and he will give birth in more than a month.
Han Zhan was a little overjoyed, "Congratulations, Bei Zhan!"
"Just give me a leave of absence."
"That's natural."
Seeing that Han Zhan had easily granted Bei Zhan's leave, Li Li said bitterly, "Why didn't you give me a month's leave when my wife gave birth?"
Han Zhan asked back: "Didn't I also take a vacation when Song Porcelain was produced?"
Li Li: "You are the boss."
Han Zhan: "You are also a major shareholder."
Li Li remained silent.
All for making money.
Neither is easy.
Bei Zhan saw Yan Jiang, he walked towards Yan Jiang, and said to him: "Uncle Yan is in good health recently, he heard that you and Song Fei are going to get married, and has always wanted to meet Song Fei. Mr. Yan, look, it's convenient for them to meet face?"
Hearing this, Yan Jiang hadn't said anything yet, Song Ci who was helping to serve the dishes was taken aback. "Sister, are you and Ah Jiang going to get married?"
Song Ci didn't even know!
Song Fei nodded, "Next month."
Song Ci subconsciously exclaimed, "So fast?"
Yan Jiang's voice was faint: "Hurry up, I think it's too late." Yan Jiang's desire to marry Song Fei is not a matter of a day or two. He has been looking forward to this day for many years.
Song Ci hurriedly changed his words and said, "Congratulations, Brother Jiang has fulfilled his wish. Do you have to send a red envelope tonight?"
"Excellence!"
"Sister!" Song Ci grabbed Song Fei's arm, feeling a little uncomfortable.
Seeing that Song Ci was unhappy, Song Fei asked her, "What's wrong with you?"
The word 'again' somewhat hurt Song Ci's heart. Song Ci said: "Is it because I didn't come back, you will also hold a wedding?" So it doesn't matter if she is in the wedding or not
Hearing this, Song Fei's eyes suddenly turned cold. "In your heart, am I this kind of person?" Song Fei threw away Song Ci's hand angrily, "Don't touch me, I'm heartless, touching me will dirty your hands."
Song Ci also knew that what she said hurt Song Fei.
But she also felt uncomfortable. "I'm sorry, but I am." Just after returning home, Song Ci heard that her sister was going to get married, and Song Ci felt abandoned by Song Fei.
Song Fei also calmed down.
She put herself in another place and could understand Song Ci's thoughts.
Song Fei explained: "The wedding date was only confirmed a week ago." At that time, Song Ci and Han Zhan had successfully escaped danger and were recuperating in Rome.
Song Ci felt very sorry when she learned that she had misunderstood Song Fei.
Yan Jiang saw the awkwardness of the two sisters.
Seeing that Bei Zhan was still waiting for his reply, Yan Jiang pondered for a moment before replying to Bei Zhan: "I'll think about it."
"That's fine."
The words have been brought, and the Northern War will no longer force Yan Jiang.
At the dinner table, everyone talked and laughed, and the laughter never stopped. Han Aoyu looked at Han Zhan, then at Song Ci, and then at the little guys playing on the toy cushions, and suddenly felt that life was complete.
After eating, the maid quickly removed the bowls and chopsticks, and a group of people went to the tea room to chat. Han Miao and Han Jun fell asleep and started crying. Before Han Zhan's injury healed, Song Ci and Han Wangwang took the child upstairs to take a bath.
After taking a bath, the two little guys kept pestering Song Ci and asked Song Ci to sleep with them.
Helpless, Song Ci had no choice but to lie down and sleep with them.
As a result, Song Ci fell asleep directly on the children's bed with her.
After ten o'clock, Bei Zhan Li Li and Cheng Yanmo took the initiative to leave, while Song Fei and Yan Jiang stayed at Han's house. After everyone left, Han Zhan told Song Fei and Yan Jiang about what happened during this period in detail.
After hearing Han Zhan's experience, Yan Jiang felt his scalp tingling, "Your father is really a ruthless man."
Han Zhan didn't say anything.
He was unwilling to discuss Edward too much.
It was Song Fei who was curious about Rain's existence. "Clone Orianna" Song Fei was a virus expert, and she was particularly interested in this crazy woman, Orianna.
"You said Orianna will come, when will she come?"
Han Zhan felt helpless.
He couldn't imagine how terrifying it would be if Song Fei and Orianna got together.
That must be the Shura field.
"It will take a while."
Song Fei nodded, and she said, "Orianna is here, remember to tell me."
"Okay, let's all sleep."
"Um."
Han Zhan didn't find Song Ci in his room, so he was taken aback before guessing that Song Ci might still be in the nursery.
Han Zhan ran to the baby room to see, good guy, Song Ci and the others fell asleep directly on the floor-to-ceiling bed. Because the children had grown up, the crib Han Zhan was sitting on was no longer suitable, and the old man was afraid that the children would fall off the big bed, so he asked someone to make a floor-to-ceiling tatami.
The tatami was two meters wide, and it was enough for the three of them to roll and play on it.
Song Ci was sleeping in the middle, Han Miao and Han Jun were sleeping at Song Ci's feet, and the other had already rolled to the ground.
With black lines all over his head, Han Zhan carried the little guy on the ground to the bed, and put sleeping bags on the two little guys. After thinking about it, he put all the children on his feet and lay down next to Song Ci.
It was enough for the children to wear sleeping bags, and he and Song Ci were covered with quilts.
The next morning, Song Ci woke up before Han Zhan.
Song Ci was a little helpless when she found that they slept in the children's bed all night. Song Ci carried the two babies to Han Zhan's side and put them away before going downstairs.
Yan Jiang and Song Fei had already woken up. Song Fei asked Uncle Zhong to teach her boxing, and she was hitting a wooden stake. Yan Jiang is making coffee. He is a coffee essence. If he does not drink coffee in the morning, he will not be energetic all day.
Song Ci poured a glass of warm water and drank it slowly.
After she finished drinking, Yan Jiang suddenly said, "Shall we chat?"
Song Ci glanced at him.
Yan Jiang's eyes were full of content, as if he had something to tell him.
Song Ci nodded.
Song Ci sat down on a chair in the back garden. The morning sun had just emerged from the clouds, and it was not warm. The morning in late autumn was still a bit cold.
Song Ci put a blanket on her body.
After waiting for a while, Yan Jiang came out.
He sat on the solid wood chair next to Song Ci, folded his long legs, took a sip of the rich coffee, and then said, "Are you angry last night?"
Song Ci was taken aback.
She looked at Yan Jiang in surprise.
Yan Jiang knew that Song Ci was looking at him. Holding his coffee, he narrowed his eyes and looked at the sunrise in the east. His bald head shone brightly, which was very funny.
But the serious expression on his face made Song Ci unable to laugh. "Yes, I thought you and Song Fei had already made an engagement date, and I thought it didn't matter if Song Fei had me or not in her wedding, so I"
"So you lost your temper and expressed your dissatisfaction with Song Fei."
Song Ci was dumbfounded.
After listening to Song Fei's explanation last night, Song Ci already knew that he had misunderstood her. Now facing Yan Jiang, Song Ci was so ashamed that she couldn't lift her head up.
"Song Ci, you don't know how much she cares about you."
Song Ci knew that Song Fei cared about her, but last night she also had a brain twitch, so she said the wrong thing and did the wrong thing.
Yan Jiang told Song Ci a secret, "Song Fei cried last night."
Song Ci was surprised, "she"
"Are you thinking, how could Song Fei cry? She actually cried?" Yan Jiang looked at Song Ci disappointedly, and his tone became severe, "Song Ci, although Song Fei is an older sister, she is actually like you. The same age, you will cry, why can't she cry?"
Seeing Song Fei crying alone last night, Yan Jiang's heart ached. "Song Ci, she cares about you very much, don't hurt her."
"What are you talking about?" Song Fei's voice suddenly cut in.
Yan Jiang picked up the coffee cup and turned his head, and asked Song Fei, "Ah Fei, do you want some coffee?"
Song Fei shook her head.
Song Fei stared at Song Ci, and said expressionlessly, "Why don't you go eat when you get up? And don't look at how thin you have become, like a rib."
Even caring about people, Song Fei has an indifferent look on her face.
Song Ci stood up from the chair, walked up to Song Fei, and hugged Song Fei again.
Song Fei was taken aback, "What's wrong?"
Song Ci shook her head, and she said in a muffled voice, "Sister, I will pay for your wedding, okay? I'm your natal family. Others have parents, but you have a younger sister."
Song Fei didn't have much money. But what girl doesn't want her wedding to be grand
Song Fei's nose was sour, and she pretended to be indifferent and said, "It's up to you."
(end of this chapter)