But being dumped is indeed a dishonorable thing, and Song Ci was annoyed that she shouldn't expose Han Zhan's wound.
After getting in the car and taking a seat, Song Ci remained silent, looking embarrassed for saying something wrong.
The car drove to the underground garage downstairs of Han Zhan's house. Han Zhan loosened his seat belt and reached out to pat Song Ci's head. "Don't blame yourself, since I can tell this matter frankly, it means that it's all over."
Hearing what Han Zhan said, Song Ci thought about it too. She smiled sweetly at Han Zhan, and said shamelessly: "That's right, she is your past, but I am your future, and I will protect Brother Han for the rest of my life."
Han Zhan didn't speak, but his gaze became darker when he looked at her.
"Well, you're right."
After getting out of the car, Han Zhan opened the trunk to carry his things. When I took the box out of the trunk, I accidentally brought it to the wooden box. The box fell to the ground, and a black rope fell out.
Song Ci heard the movement and ran over quickly. "What's missing?" Song Ci was quite nervous, and her voice seemed to become thinner.
Han Zhan was squatting on the ground to pick up the box. He reached out and just touched the rope when Song Ci strode over. Song Ci squatted down beside Han Zhan, reached out and quickly snatched the rope from Han Zhan.
His expression was a bit fierce.
Song Ci held the rope in his right hand and looked it over carefully in front of his eyes, looking extremely distressed.
Han Zhan felt sorry, he turned around and apologized to Song Ci, "I'm sorry, I was careless just now." After Han Zhan saw clearly the appearance of the rope necklace in Song Ci's palm, he suddenly forgot what he was going to say.
Han Zhan stared at the necklace in surprise.
The black rope was tied into a knot, with a few golden beads inlaid in the middle, and a high floating flower safety buckle was hung at the end of the rope. Han Zhan stared at the safety button, his eyes flickering.
He lowered his head to look at Song Ci's face, and heard Song Ci muttering, "I told you this is a token from my first love. You broke it, can you afford it?" The lion whose territory had been violated showed its sharp claws to Han Zhan for the first time.
Han Zhan didn't speak.
Song Ci put the safety button next to her cheek and touched it. Feeling the smooth touch of the safety button, she was terrified.
"Fortunately, it's not broken." Song Ci was so distressed that she snatched the wooden box from Han Zhan again.
Carefully put the safety buckle back into the box, Song Ci raised his head again, and said to Han Zhan fiercely: "Don't touch it again, if it breaks, I'm in a hurry with you."
Han Zhan still didn't speak.
Song Ci thought that Han Zhan was too guilty to speak, and she reflected on whether she was too fierce. "Brother Han, I'm sorry, I was in a hurry" This is her golden thigh, so I can't offend her.
She just got carried away.
Han Zhan finally spoke. He said, "It's my fault. I shouldn't have touched your baby without permission."
He admitted his mistake with a good attitude, Song Ci glanced at him lightly, said nothing, then turned around holding the box and left.
Han Zhan came back to his senses, got up and followed Song Ci's pace. After entering the elevator, Han Zhan looked at the figures of the two on the wall of the elevator, and suddenly asked, "What does your first love look like?"
Song Ci showed the expression of a little girl, and she said, "My sweetheart, he is the most handsome, coolest, and kindest man in the world." Blinking at Han Zhan, Song Ci deliberately belittled him, "Better than You are handsome."
Han Zhan: "Really?"
His tone was weird.
Song Ci heard the strange emotion in Han Zhan's words, "Yes." She asked Han Zhan amusedly, "Brother Han, aren't you jealous?"
Han Zhan shook his head.
Song Ci curled her lips, "Be jealous, maybe I will only love you."
Han Zhan: "Then I'm jealous."
Song Ci felt boring. "late."
Thinking of something, Song Ci asked Han Zhan, "Why did you lie in front of Mu Mian today?" Song Ci bit her lip and said softly, "In Shunchen City, we obviously did nothing."
Han Zhan explained: "He is checking your life and whereabouts during the few days in Shunchen City."
Song Ci was startled, and the cold air penetrated into her body through every pore on her body.
Song Ci's head was cold.
"You, how do you know?"
"You are my girlfriend, and I know who is investigating you." Han Zhan told Song Ci: "When I got the news, Mu Mian had already checked the surveillance records of the hotel where you were staying, and knew that Song Fei was missing. You didn't go back to the hotel to stay at night."
"I said that on purpose to make Mu Mian misunderstand that you stayed in my room that night."
Han Zhan looked down at the pale Song Ci, and he pointedly pointed out Song Ci's current predicament. "Song Ci, you are too young to be Mu Mian's opponent at all. You left too many lies in the matter of secretly transporting Song Fei away. As long as Mu Mian figured it out, he would be able to figure out what happened to Song Fei's disappearance. what's going on."
Song Ci's legs were a little weak.
She asked Han Zhan, "Do you know how Song Fei lost it?"
"I had someone check the monitoring of the Xiguang Nursing Home. On the night Song Fei disappeared, there was a power outage for half an hour at 8 o'clock in the evening. You transported Song Fei away during that short period of time, and then pretended to be Song Fei, lying in bed. On the hospital bed."
"You still have an accomplice, the water delivery man, but I guess, the water delivery man must be someone you trust, not an employee of the water delivery company."
Han Zhan leaned over and stared closely at Song Ci's trembling eyes because of fear. He asked for proof, "Is my analysis correct?"
Song Ci's legs gave way and she almost fell.
Han Zhan hugged her tightly.
"Don't be afraid."
Why isn't Song Ci afraid
She thought she could hide everything she did, but Han Zhan saw through it at a glance.
Han Zhan can see through, but Mu Mian can't? Song Ci felt more and more that her decision to live with Han Zhan was right.
"Here we are." Han Zhan pulled the suitcase and led Song Ci out of the elevator.
At the door of the house, Han Zhan let go of Song Ci's hand.
Song Ci leaned against the wall next to the gate of his house, still a little dazed.
Han Zhan took out the key from his wallet and opened the door. He lowered his eyes and said to Song Ci beside him, "My house is not equipped with a combination lock. I only have this key in my hand. I will ask someone to give you one tomorrow."
Song Ci rubbed her face, and her messed up heart returned to reason. "Okay, whatever."
Han Zhan opened the door, and Song Ci walked in with him.
Han Zhan's home is very tastefully decorated. The house is full of black, white and gray. It looks deep and steady at first glance, which is very in line with the current trend of frigidity. But the floor-to-ceiling windows of Han Zhan's house are very large. The living room on the first floor has a whole wall of floor-to-ceiling windows, and the room on the second floor of the duplex is also very well lit.
Song Ci walked to the floor-to-ceiling windows and lay there watching the busy traffic downstairs.
After a while, her restless heart finally calmed down.
Looking back, seeing Han Zhan pouring warm water into the cup, Song Ci suddenly had a bad idea. She opened her mouth and deliberately lowered her voice, which sounded very seductive: "Brother Han, imagine that in the dead of night, you stand here without me, enjoying the night view while loving each other."
Song Ci turned her head and gave Han Zhan a wink, and asked him, "It's exciting to think about it, isn't it?"
(end of this chapter)