After seeing off the group of young men, Han Zhan and Li Li took the same car back to the company.
Li Li moved his butt on the passenger seat, then turned around and asked Han Zhan in a low voice, "Mr. Han, when did you leave the order?" As Han Zhan's closest colleague, subordinate and friend, Li Li Li didn't even know that Han Zhan had left the order.
He fell out of favor with Han Zhan.
Han Zhan: "Just a few days."
After thinking about it, Li Li found a suitable candidate in his mind. "It's Miss Song?" Thinking of Miss Song's resolute haircut that day in order to pursue Mr. Han, Li Li felt that Mr. Han met a real warrior this time.
Song Ci was good-looking and open-minded. She really chased Mr. Han with all her might, but Mr. Han might not be able to hold on.
Han Zhan glanced at Li Li, and the corners of his lips seemed to bend. "Um."
Li Li took a deep breath.
With a cool voice, he said, "Miss Song has only been chasing you for a few days, so she agreed?" What about your integrity as a single high-quality man
Han Zhan said: "Sooner or later, I will agree, why wait?"
He promised to enjoy it early, Han Zhan didn't bother to tell Li Li about this kind of fun.
Li Li was shocked by Han Zhan's frankness.
That's right, Miss Song will take it down sooner or later, why not lie down early and enjoy it
Li Li was so shocked that he had nothing to say, so he hid in the co-pilot seat and played melancholy. The phone in Han Zhan's pocket suddenly vibrated, it was WeChat. Recently, Han Zhan's phone vibrated more frequently than before. When the phone vibrated, Han Zhan took out his phone to look.
Song Ci: [Brother Han, my mother said, let me take you home for dinner tomorrow.]
Song Ci: [It is said that I want to test you and see if you are qualified.]
test
Facing the test from his mother-in-law tomorrow, Han Zhan is not afraid at all.
Han Zhan turned the phone with his left hand, thinking to himself: What am I doing? I have a car and a house, my parents are dead, I have no romantic partners, no scandals and gossip, I am qualified everywhere! "
The next day, Han Zhan arrived at the hospital on time at 7:40.
When he arrived at the ward, Song Ci had already changed his clothes. Because wearing a neck brace made it inconvenient to wear a skirt, Song Ci wore a dark purple silk shirt with a light V-neckline today, paired with a pure white A-line long skirt.
When Han Zhan arrived, Song Ci was sitting beside the hospital bed, holding a mirror in his left hand and an eyeliner in his right hand, and was drawing eyeliner. Han Zhan stood at the door, watching his little girlfriend's makeup with great interest.
Is the idol burden so heavy? Wearing a neck brace and leaving the hospital with makeup
Song Ci heard Han Zhan's footsteps. After finishing the eyeliner, she gracefully turned sideways, waved to Han Zhan, and said to him, "Brother Han, come and see, how is my eyeliner?"
Han Zhan didn't understand eyeliner at all, but he still walked over.
He stood in front of Song Ci, lowered his head, and stared into her eyes.
She put on makeup, drew her eyebrows, and didn't put on lipstick yet. Looking at Song Ci's skin up close, she had almost no blemishes. Song Ci painted lavender slightly smoky eye makeup, and two simple eyeliners made those charming eyes even more charming.
Han Zhan also couldn't understand how Song Ci painted, so he thought this girl was pretty.
Song Ci asked: "Does it look good?"
Han Zhan nodded honestly, "It's pretty." Han Zhan had to admit Song Ci's beauty.
Han Zhan was about to straighten up, when Song Ci's right hand holding the eyeliner suddenly grabbed Han Zhan's tie, she stood up, and when Han Zhan wasn't paying attention, her pink lips were printed on the corners of Han Zhan's lips.
Han Zhan:!
After stealing an incense, Song Ci quickly sat back by the bed. She raised her head, and gently adjusted Han Zhan's wrinkled tie with her slender jade fingers, using this to cover up her red ears and cheeks, as well as her rapid heartbeat.
Han Zhan let Song Ci straighten his tie. He heard Song Ci say, "Brother Han is so handsome. Song Ci couldn't hold it after seeing it."
Han Zhan felt that he and Song Ci got the wrong script. This kind of bold and unrestrained thing should be the male lead's script.
After the hand on the tie was removed, Han Zhan stood up straight. He took a deep look at Song Ci, then took a step back, and said, "I'll go through the discharge procedures for you, you clean up first."
Han Zhan turned around and strode towards the door of the ward, looking very calm and able to hold his ground.
Han Zhan came to the information desk, asked for Song Ci's discharge certificate, and took the discharge certificate to wait for the elevator. There were many people in the elevator, and Han Zhan, who was 1.89 meters tall, stood in it, standing out from the crowd.
After paying the discharge fee and holding the stamped discharge form, Han Zhan sat down on the iron chair in the lobby on the first floor with a dazed expression.
He touched the corner of his lips, a little lost in thought.
Having not been in a relationship for so many years, Han Zhan almost forgot the taste of kissing.
It turned out that it was so soft.
When she returned to the ward, Song Ci had already packed up. She doesn't have many things, just a small suitcase for cosmetics and a handbag. Han Zhan asked her: "Is there anything else?"
Song Ci said: "No, it's no fun to take home the things used in the hospital."
Han Zhan: "It's a pity to lose it."
Hearing such words from Han Zhan's mouth, Song Ci was a little surprised. She thought for a while, and then said: "I will give the bucket and basin to the old man next door. His family is from other provinces, and his family is poor. He just transferred to the hospital and didn't have anything ready."
Song Ci's disease is not contagious, and the washbasin and bucket she uses are clean. Song Ci had asked the old man if she wanted her basin before, and the old man was very frugal, so naturally he wanted it.
Song Ci picked up the bucket and basin, and said to Han Zhan, "Let's go."
Song Ci gave the bucket and basin to the old man next door, and then went downstairs with Han Zhan. In the elevator, Song Ci teased Han Zhan: "I can't see that Mr. the richest man in the future will manage the house like this."
Han Zhan said: "My grandfather taught me since I was a child that extravagance and waste are shameful."
Seeing the surprise in Song Ci's eyes, Han Zhan explained again: "My great-grandmother died of starvation during the famine. My grandfather was only three years old when she died."
Han Zhan followed his mother's surname. His grandfather, Han Aoyu, was born in the late 1930s and was from Henan.
In the early 1940s, there was a famine that shocked China and the world. After his mother died, Han Aoyu was carried in his father's arms and wandered all the way to the Hunan area, and the father and son really survived.
Because his mother died of starvation, under the earnest teaching of his father, Han Aoyu has been frugal since he was a child. Even though he rose step by step and became an iron-blooded general, after he retired, he returned to the small county town of his hometown and built an ordinary second-floor house, only finding a retired veteran to take care of him.
Mr. Han was frugal all his life, and influenced by him, Han Cheng is not a person who is extravagant and wasteful. Han Zhan is rich, but not extravagant. His family has tens of thousands of dollars a pair of shoes, as well as yellow cloth rubber shoes worth more than ten dollars.
After hearing Han Zhan's words, Song Ci's hand holding the bag suddenly tightened.
In front of Han Zhan like this, Song Ci felt ridiculous and ashamed. The Mu family is not short of money, and they are rich enough to support their two daughters. Song Ci's bags are not less than five figures. Shoes, clothes, which one is not a luxury brand
But standing next to Han Zhan, Song Ci felt ridiculous.
Thank you for your support during this period of time. I have received the flowers and various rewards from you. I feel very happy~
I love you guys.
(end of this chapter)