Song Ci's quiet departure did not attract the attention of the protagonist and the Mo family.
At this time, everyone's attention was focused on the three strange young men who came suddenly. They all stared at the girl in yellow skirt with curious and confused faces. What kind of fairy is this? Why have you never seen it
What kind of miraculous medicine is that medicine in her hand
If it weren't for the magic elixir, it would be impossible for Mr. Long to show an expression of ecstasy without concealing it after seeing the pill.
You must know that the Long family is not only a pharmaceutical family, but also a large family of drug research and development, and Mr. Long himself is also a highly respected old Chinese medicine doctor!
Could it be a magic elixir that can make him so excited
Holding the wooden box in both hands, Mo Fengying's voice was gentle and soft, which made people feel at ease: "Grandpa Long, this is a congratulatory gift from my father. This pill is called 'Fengchun Pill'. Presumably Grandpa Long knows it too."
'Fengchun Pill', eating it will bring back the dead wood, of course Mr. Long knows it!
Mr. Long has a deep friendship with the Mo family. Of course, he has heard that the Mo family has a special medicine called 'Fengchun Pill'. This medicine can make the dying person recover in the shortest time, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it has the effect of resurrecting the dead.
Mr. Long excitedly caught the wooden box with both hands. He held the box, looked down at the pill, smelled the scent of the medicine at close range, and couldn't help showing an intoxicated expression.
"Your father really thinks highly of me, an old thing. I have to keep such a precious thing for life."
"Miss Mo, please take a seat!"
When the congratulatory gift was brought, Mo Fengying took two attendants and sat down on the seat marked Table 1.
Coincidentally, Han Zhan and his wife were also arranged at table No. 1.
At the birthday party tonight, the seats are arranged according to their status and relationship. Seeing that the little girl from before was able to sit at the same table with Han Zhan and the others, everyone's expressions became even more unpredictable.
Han Zhan was also a little surprised.
But what surprised him wasn't the fact that Mo Fengying would be at table one, but that he was puzzled by the reason why Mo Fengying appeared here.
In his impression of the Mo family, the Mo family should be a low-key and hermit family, and there are very few people in this world who know the existence of the Mo family.
Although Mr. Long is indeed distinguished, there is no need to disturb the young lady of the Mo family to come to congratulate him in person.
The Mo family changed their previous low-key and took a high-profile route. Is this planning to be born
A large hermit family suddenly decided to be born, either because they had come to the end of the mountain and planned to find another way out, or they couldn't stand the temptation and wanted to make money.
After all, no matter how powerful the family is, they cannot survive without money.
The Mo family's medical skills are superb, and it definitely won't be the first case. Then, it can only be the second case.
Also, with the influx of western medicine, the status of traditional Chinese medicine is getting lower and lower. Now that people are sick, they are more willing to go to western medicine. After all, western medicine works quickly and the effect of surgery is immediate.
Han Zhan put down the wine glass in his hand, and thought to himself: The most feared thing is not that people lack money, but that he lacks everything.
Knowing what the other party lacks, then he can do what he likes.
Mo Fengying sat down beside Han Zhan across an empty seat. Seeing an acquaintance here again, Mo Fengying was a little surprised.
"Mr. Han, we meet again."
Han Zhan glanced at the vacant seat between them, and guessed that Mo Fengying reserved the seat for Song Ci on purpose, so he said with a smile, "What a coincidence, I never expected to see Miss Mo in such a lively place."
"Mr. Han was joking. Mr. Long is an old friend of our Mo family. When he was young, he also went to my Mo family to study, and he can be regarded as a student of the Mo family."
"You must come to the old man's birthday banquet."
The two exchanged a few words briefly, and then saw Song Ci come back.
Mo Fengying's eyes lit up when she saw Song Ci walking over with her skirt in her hand from a distance.
Earlier in Shunchen City, although Mo Fengying had seen Song Ci, at that time Song Ci's dress was very low-key, and Mo Fengying only cared about Mr. Chen's body, and didn't pay much attention to Song Ci.
After returning home, in order to find out the whereabouts of the medicine man, Mo Fengying found the identities of all the people she met that day.
I have heard of the reputation of Song Meiren in Wangdongcheng. At that time, Mo Fengying thought that the number one beauty was nothing more than that. But when I saw Song Ci in full dress today, Mo Fengying knew the beauty of Song Ci, the number one lady. , is half true.
This kind of beauty is really not comparable to those girls of their Mo family.
Song Ci sat gracefully beside Han Zhan, carefully pressing his chest to prevent his nakedness from being lost. After sitting down, she tilted her head and smiled at Mo Fengying, "Miss Mo, we meet again."
Mo Fengying smiled and nodded, "Mrs. Han, when I saw you, I suddenly thought of something."
"oh?"
Mo Fengying said: "You are the most beautiful, and the only one who can defeat you is the next time you are dressed up to attend."
Hearing this, Song Ci was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled. "Miss Mo, is it a girl with high medical skills who speaks so beautifully?"
Mo Fengying took a sip of her tea, as if she was sincere, "I'm serious."
Song Ci was smiling, but her heart was MMP.
I believe you ghost!
Seeing that Song Ci was smiling, Han Zhan suddenly picked up the red wine bottle in front of him, tilted his head close to Song Ci and asked, "Do you want some red wine?" After speaking, he whispered again: "Don't get emotional, she's suspicious you."
Song Ci picked up the goblet with an unchanged smile, "Drink a little." After she finished speaking, she winked cleverly at Han Zhan.
Seeing this, Han Zhan knew that his worries were unnecessary.
Song Ci has never been a fool. After seeing the Fengchun pill, which was regarded as a treasure, she really realized how attractive the medicine man is.
Knowing that when she was emotional, Mo Fengying could smell the scent of the medicine, so she would naturally be on guard.
The flattering words Mo Fengying said just now were actually intended to flatter her and make Song Ci happy. But Song Ci had a smile on his face, but his heart was always calm.
Song Ci took a sip of the red wine and put down the glass.
Looking at Song Ci's smile, Mo Fengying couldn't help feeling suspicious: Could it be that she guessed wrong, and the medicine man wasn't Song Ci
But that day, she smelled the medicinal fragrance twice, one at Chen's house and one at the hotel. Song Ci and Han Zhan.
She must test out a result!
Soon, the dishes were brought out one by one.
Recently, there has been a lot of wind in Wangdong City, and extravagance is not allowed, so the menu on the birthday party is all simple, no game, and only some ingredients that can be bought in the market.
The main soup is a black-bone chicken soup, which uses Chinese herbal medicines made by the Long family. The aroma of the chicken soup whets the appetite.
Song Ci was inconvenient to get up in her dress, so she gave the small bowl to Han Zhan. Han Zhan helped her serve a bowl of soup, "Be careful, it's very hot." It should be chicken soup just out of the oven.
When Song Ci took the chicken soup, she glanced at Han Zhan.
She took a spoonful of the soup with a spoon and took a sip. It was indeed hot. Song Ci lowered her head to drink the soup, and suddenly heard Mo Fengying ask: "Madam Han, how does this soup taste?"
Song Ci put down the spoon, wiped the corners of her mouth with a napkin, then turned her head and said to Mo Fengying, "It tastes very good. It's the first time I've tasted something so delicious when it's boiled and stewed. Ms. Mo, would you like to try it?" ?”
".good."
The dining table can be turned, and Mo Fengying turned the pot of soup in front of her. Mo Fengying got up, picked up a big spoon, scooped up a spoonful of soup, and was about to deliver it to a bowl when she was bumped by a passing waiter.
Mo Fengying turned her elbow, and by coincidence, the spoon of soup flew towards Song Ci's chest.
"Be careful!" Mo Fengying reminded in a low voice.
At that moment, Han Zhan suddenly pulled Song Ci into his arms, and the spoonful of soup fell on Song Ci's seat and the edge of her skirt.
Mo Fengying's nose moved quickly, but she couldn't smell any fragrance, she couldn't help being a little disappointed.
Could it be that I guessed wrong
Mo Fengying put down the spoon in panic, and hurriedly lowered her head to ask Song Ci's situation, "Mrs. Han, how are you? Have you been caught by me?"
Many people noticed the movement here and looked over curiously.
Song Ci was like a frightened fawn, lying in Han Zhan's arms, as if frightened. Han Zhan helped Song Ci up, held her arms lovingly, and said to her, "Cibao is fine."
Song Ci also came back to his senses.
She glanced at the chair, shook her head and said to Mo Fengying: "I'm fine, please don't worry, Miss Mo."
Long Gaogao walked over quickly. He first looked at Song Ci with concern, and he was relieved when he saw that Song Ci hadn't been burned, but the corner of the skirt was dirty.
"Come here, change the chair!" Long Gaogao asked the housekeeper to take someone to move the chair, and he asked Song Ci again: "Sister Ci, are you really okay?"
Song Ci just stood up from Han Zhan's arms. She was frightened and patted her chest lightly before saying to Long Gaogao, "I'm fine, don't worry."
"That's good."
"Miss Mo, you must have been scared too. The waiter was sloppy, bumped into you, and almost burned Sister Ci, I will definitely deduct his salary later!"
Mo Fengying tested Song Ci twice in a row, and after confirming that neither Song Ci nor Han Zhan was a medicine man, Mo Fengying looked very calm. She waved her hand and said, "It's fine."
Long Gaogao then left, and Song Ci's chair was brought over.
Song Ci sat down again, her buttocks were still warm, when Han Zhan suddenly asked, "Did you know Long Gaogao before?"
Song Ci nodded, "I know."
"Sister Porcelain" Han Zhan felt that the meat tonight was sour, so he said sourly, "It's so nasty, can't I call Sister Song, I must be Sister Ci."
"Are you jealous?" Song Cidang even sensed Han Zhan's awkwardness.
Han Zhan snorted and lowered his head to eat his meat. While eating, he did not forget to scoop up two prawns for Song Ci with clean chopsticks.
Mo Fengying was just twenty years old, and she had never been in a relationship yet. After hearing the conversation between Song Ci and Han Zhan, she also felt a little nauseous.
After the birthday party, the guests left.
After saying hello to Mr. Long, Han Zhan led Song Ci and left. As soon as he got in the car, Han Zhan started the accelerator and drove Song Ci away quickly.
After driving the car all the way to the parking garage of the manor, Han Zhan turned on the indoor lights and scolded people with a sullen face. There was a viciousness in his voice that could tear people apart, "Mo Fengying is a bitch!"
Han Zhan cursed!
It was a woman who scolded!
Song Ci felt that Han Zhan was very handsome even when he cursed.
Why is this old man getting more interesting as he gets older
Song Ci forced herself to smile all night because of the Fengchun Wan incident. After the banquet ended and the bustle faded away, she took off her disguise and showed her fragility.
On the way back, Song Ci's hands and feet were cold because of a sense of fear of the unknown.
But just now, after hearing Han Zhan's cursing words, Song Ci suddenly laughed, the blood on his body began to warm up, and his hands and feet became warmer.
"What did you scold her for? Her name is dirty from your mouth." Song Ci hurriedly handed Han Zhan a bottle of mineral water.
"Come on, Brother Han, drink some water to calm down."
Han Zhan is still very particular, "Warm water."
Song Ci dropped the mineral water, unscrewed Han Zhan's thermos, and handed it to Han Zhan to take a sip.
Seeing that Han Zhan was not as angry as before, Song Ci said, "Actually, when you told me to be careful and said that the chicken soup was very hot, I knew you were implying me to be wary of Mo Fengying. little action."
"Sure enough, that woman didn't give up, and came up with such a trick to scare me."
She wasn't scared to grow up. She has experienced more terrible things than this, so she is naturally stable.
Hearing this, Han Zhan said: "This also shows that Mo Fengying or the Mo family, they don't know that we have obtained the information about the medicine man, and they know that you are the medicine man."
Han Zhan turned off the lights, got out of the car from him, and walked around to Song Ci's side from the front of the car.
After opening the car door for Song Ci and unbuckled her seat belt, Han Zhan took Song Ci into his arms and took her home.
"But they discovered the existence of the medicine man, and they will definitely continue to look for the whereabouts of the medicine man. Porcelain, we can hide this time, but we can't hide next time."
There was a pause in the footsteps, and under the night, a ruthless and murderous intent flashed in the man's dark eyes. He said: "Porcelain treasure, it is better to take the initiative to attack than to sit and wait."
Song Ci looked serious, she put her arms around Han Zhan's neck, and asked curiously, "How?"
"I just had a plan, and I have to make a thorough arrangement."
Han Zhan didn't tell Song Ci his detailed plan, but just let her relax and leave everything to him. "Practice the piano well, and remember to bring me back a champion in the competition."
"Look back, put your trophy together with my Entrepreneur Award, and put incense sticks on our grandparents to make them happy."
Hearing what Han Zhan said, Song Ci was quite happy.
"good!"
It was already very late when they came back, it was past eleven o'clock, and both the helpers and the children at home had gone to bed. In the elevator, Han Zhan put Song Ci down.
As soon as Song Ci stood firm, Han Zhan hugged her into his arms.
Song Ci asked: "Why, haven't you hugged enough?"
Han Zhan shook his head, "Where is it enough? I will never feel enough holding you for the rest of my life." He used the ring finger of his right hand to lift Song Ci's dress strap, "Is this easy to pull?"
Song Ci laughed, "Try it? If it's really that easy to be ripped off, then no one in the world would dare to wear suspenders. This is a high-end item, and there are thousands of them."
tear-
Han Zhan pulled hard with both hands, and the rope on Song Ci's left shoulder broke.
Song Ci's remaining words: "?"
"I just want to try it." Han Zhan's expression was a little innocent, and there was a half-cut tape on his ring finger, "I don't expect to succeed."
Song Ci became furious and took back the half of the belt from Han Zhan, "I won't buy this brand of dress in the future!" What a waste of quality!
Acute pharyngitis, I went for water transfusion today, so the update is late.
(end of this chapter)