With the knot in his heart untied, Song Ci felt a lot more relaxed, and when facing Jiang Rufeng, his smile became a lot more real.
Although Jiang Rufeng and Song Ci were uncle and niece, this was the first time they met. Before today, they were complete strangers. They wanted to share their lives with each other and get to know each other better. But there are thousands of words in my heart that I want to confide, and I don't know where to start.
In the end, Jiang Rufeng made the first move.
He took a bite of the macaron and praised: "This tastes good. Your mother loved matcha macarons very much at that time. She could eat two pieces at a time." The only bond between the two was Jiang Shiyu , Jiang Shifeng chose to find a topic from his sister.
Song Ci also remembered her mother's preference for matcha-flavored desserts.
She told Jiang Rufeng: "My father is a Chinese medicine doctor, but he also has research on baking. At that time, when it snowed in winter, my father would stay at home and make pastries for us. My sister and I are not picky about the taste, what flavor So at that time, as long as my father made desserts, he usually only made matcha-flavored desserts.”
When Jiang Rufeng heard this, he smiled in relief. "It seems that your parents have a deep relationship."
"Yes, they respect each other and love each other. Occasionally there will be quarrels, but they will calm down soon after the quarrel and apologize to each other. I remember that once the two of them quarreled fiercely because of one thing, sleeping My father was blocked by my mother before. My father wanted to apologize to my mother, but he was embarrassed. It was not until my sister and I pretended to sleep that I heard my father standing in the living room singing to my mother for more than half an hour. Mother calmed down."
Jiang Rufeng listened quietly to Song Ci's details about how his sister and brother-in-law got along. He couldn't see that scene, but just thinking about it made him feel relieved and satisfied.
Even though my younger sister was a confidante, she was lucky enough to meet Song Tingyun. Even though her life was short, she lived a bright and happy life.
Song Ci told Jiang Rufeng many interesting things about her parents like countless treasures. Jiang Shifeng was fascinated by any little thing that was exaggerated by Song Ci's language.
Before they knew it, they drank all the pot of black tea. Song Ci drank too much water and felt the urge to urinate, so she stood up and said, "I'm going to the bathroom."
"good."
Song Ci went to the bathroom. After urinating, she was washing her hands when the phone in her bag rang.
No need to guess, it must be Han Zhan.
As soon as Song Ci answered the phone, she heard Han Zhan asking on the phone, "Cibao, when will you come back? I'll pick you up." Song Ci had been away for more than two hours, and it was time to come back. Han Zhan couldn't bear to call to remind him.
Song Ci was washing her hands and talking with her phone between her cheeks and shoulders.
Hearing this, she said, "It will be a little late to come back today."
"Why? Something happened to Coleman?" Han Zhan thought that Coleman couldn't think about it again today, so he committed suicide.
"No, it's my uncle Jiang Rufeng who came over."
When Han Zhan heard this, he said, "I'm here to find you." Then he quickly hung up the phone.
Jiang Rufeng is here!
Song Ci's parents have long since died, and Jiang Shifeng is Song Ci's real parental elders! No matter how unfamiliar Song Ci and Jiang Rufeng's relationship was, Han Zhan should pay a visit in person no matter what their seniority was.
Song Ci stuffed the phone back into her bag, and when she returned to the roof of the building, she saw Jiang Shifeng secretly wiping her tears.
Song Ci stopped, she didn't dare to make a sound, for fear of alarming Jiang Rufeng. She hid behind the door stack where the stairs connected to the roof, and stood silently for six or seven minutes. She didn't go out until she saw Jiang Shifeng wiped all her tears with the hand towel she carried with her.
Hearing Song Ci's footsteps, Jiang Rufeng hurriedly put away the towel.
"I've kept you waiting for so long." Song Ci pulled away the chair and sat down. Seeing Jiang Rufeng's eyes were flushed, she was considerate and didn't break Jiang Rufeng's sadness.
"Want some bread? I'll get it." As soon as Jiang Rufeng spoke, his voice that was hoarse after crying immediately tore away his perfect disguise.
Jiang Rufeng bowed his head resignedly, and sighed, "I'm so happy today, I'm so happy that I'm crying, you're laughing at me."
How could Song Ci laugh at Jiang Rufeng? She said: "It's human nature to weep with joy when seeing relatives."
Jiang Rufeng felt embarrassed.
With his hands on his stomach, he looked up at the blue sky and white clouds above his head.
After a while, Song Ci heard Jiang Rufeng say: "Son, I always thought your mother died more than 30 years ago. If I knew she was still alive, I would search for her even if I searched all over the world." .”
He looked at Song Ci with tears in his eyes. His expression was very painful, he blamed himself and felt guilty, choked up and said like a confession: "Son, I didn't leave your mother alone."
Song Ci was moved by these words.
She stared at the man's tearful eyes, and felt sour for a while. "I understand, I think, back then, my mother didn't dare to go home and recognize my uncle, and it was also to protect him." After Jiang Shiyu pretended to be dead and escaped from Edward, Edward still had people watching Jiang Rufeng and Coleman all the time. . As long as Jiang Shiyu appeared, he would be discovered by Edward.
In order to protect his brother and Coleman, Jiang Shiyu dared not go back to meet his relatives again.
How could Jiang Shifeng not understand his sister's protection for him? He nodded and said, "Yes, your mother has always been a kind and good girl, but kindness has ruined her all her life."
It was because of her kindness that she rescued the stranger Edward back then.
Her kindness made her suffer a lot.
Jiang Shifeng realized something later, and his slightly aged face quickly showed excitement. He looked up at Song Ci, and asked nervously, "What did you call me just now?"
Seeing that Jiang Shifeng finally noticed what he called him just now, Song Ci smiled and called softly, "Uncle."
Jiang Shifeng's eyes turned red again.
Staring at Jiang Shifeng's sad and happy face, Song Ci said, "You are my mother's dear brother, shouldn't I call you uncle?"
Jiang Rufeng nodded hurriedly, "Yes! Of course I should! I just" Jiang Rufeng pressed his hand on the bridge of the nose between his eyebrows, his voice became choked up again, "My child, I never dared to imagine that in this life I can still Be an uncle."
Jiang Rufeng wept again with joy.
The older a person is, the softer his heart is, and the easier it is to be moved.
Song Ci stared at the tearful old man, she also felt a little uncomfortable for a while, and her eyes turned red.
Song Ci put on light makeup today. She was afraid that her tears would stain her makeup, so she quickly took out a towel and wiped off her tears carefully, and then said to Jiang Rufeng: "Uncle, don't cry, my makeup is crying, wait How are you going to go home anytime soon?"
Jiang Rufeng laughed through his tears.
He stared at Song Ci's cheeks, as if he saw his younger sister back then, and said with a smile, "You look better than your mother, even if you cry and put on makeup, you still look good."
Song Ci smiled.
"By the way, can I go to China to see you in the future? I haven't met your sister or your parents yet."
"sure."
With Song Ci's affirmation, Jiang Rufeng immediately felt relieved. "That's good."
While talking, Song Ci's cell phone rang again.
She opened her bag, took out her mobile phone, glanced at the caller's name, and then said to Jiang Rufeng, "Uncle, I'll answer the call first."
"good."
Song Ci answered the phone and heard Han Zhan say, "I'm outside Coleman's house."
Song Ci got up and walked to the fence, looked down, and saw Han Zhan standing on the stone road with people coming and going. Today, he was wearing a crow blue shirt and standing in the middle of the road holding his mobile phone. He was more dazzling than the passing passengers. .
Song Ci took a few more glances before saying, "Brother Han, look up."
Han Zhan looked up in surprise, and saw Song Ci standing on the roof waving to him. He said, "I'm coming."
Han Zhan hung up the phone, rang the doorbell, and entered Coleman's house.
Song Ci put away her phone, and when she turned around, she saw Jiang Rufeng staring at her with a smile on her face. Jiang Rufeng asked with a smile, "Your husband?"
"Um."
After Jiang Rufeng learned of Song Ci's existence from Coleman yesterday, he flew to France non-stop to meet Song Ci. He didn't even have time to investigate Song Ci's information, he only knew that Song Ci had a twin sister.
After meeting Song Ci today and seeing her big belly, Jiang Shifeng knew that Song Ci was married.
Jiang Rufeng was also curious about his niece's husband and wanted to meet him. He lowered his head and adjusted his clothes, and after a while, he heard Song Ci say, "He's here."
Jiang Rufeng hurriedly stood up and turned around curiously.
Turning around, Jiang Shifeng saw a very tall man standing behind him. He is about 1.9 meters tall, with broad shoulders and narrow waist, and a pair of powerful long legs wrapped in black pants. The man's eye sockets are deep, his eyes are gray-blue, darker in color, and the pupils that spread radially are particularly beautiful.
This man was handsome and imposing, and in terms of appearance, he was a perfect match for his beautiful and outstanding niece.
"Uncle, this is my husband, Han Zhan."
Hearing Song Ci's introduction, Han Zhan walked quickly to Jiang Rufeng, nodded slightly, and said respectfully, "Hello, uncle, I'm Han Zhan."
Jiang Rufeng said: "Raise your head, let me take a good look."
Han Zhan looked up obediently.
Jiang Rufeng, who was 1.75 meters tall, had to raise his head to look directly into Han Zhan's eyes. Jiang Rufeng raised his head silently, and after a while, he said, "Sit down, it's tiring to look up at people."
"Uncle was joking."
Han Zhan pulled out the chair, waited for Song Ci to sit down first, and then sat down on the chair on Song Ci's right.
Jiang Rufeng looked at Han Zhan closely and carefully.
Han Zhan's dress is simple and low-key. The minimalist crow blue shirt looks plain, but it hides a mystery. The fabric is top quality acetate fabric, good drape, soft next to the skin. And every dark gold button on the shirt has the letter H mark, which is obviously an exclusive customization.
This is called low-key luxury.
Jiang Rufeng looked at Han Zhan peacefully, and asked curiously, "How old is Mr. Han this year? What do you do?"
Han Zhan: "I'm thirty-five this year. I used to be a soldier. Later, I retired and started a business. Now I can be regarded as a small achievement."
Jiang Rufeng understands that "small achievements" is just a self-effacing statement, but those who say they are "small achievements" are often big shots from all walks of life.
"Thirty-five?" He seemed to have just realized, and asked Han Zhan's age: "Mr. Han is ten years older than Song Ci?"
Han Zhan's smile gradually froze.
Seeing Han Zhan's extremely uncomfortable expression, Song Ci hurriedly suppressed a smile and told Jiang Rufeng: "Uncle, don't ask any more questions, Mr. Han should be sad if you ask us any more."
Jiang Rufeng also felt that he had made a fuss. He looked at Han Zhan and comforted him: "Don't worry about age. You are only ten years apart. When your mother and Coleman fell in love, the difference was more than ten years old."
Song Ci hurriedly nodded, "Yes."
Seeing that Jiang Rufeng skipped the topic of age, Han Zhan was really relieved.
"How long have you been married?" Jiang Shifeng asked again.
Han Zhan replied: "Three years."
Jiang Rufeng was taken aback. He turned his head to look at Song Ci and said, "You got married at the age of 22?"
Song Ci blushed, and whispered, "I got married early."
Jiang Rufeng glanced back and forth between the two of them for a few moments before he said with a smile: "The relationship is deep, and it doesn't matter if you get married early or late."
"Uncle is right." Han Zhan started to talk flirtatiously. He said, "I fell in love with Song Ci at first sight when I saw her for the first time. I couldn't wait to marry her home. If you really like someone, you will be there all the time. Think about how you can marry her."
Jiang Shifeng grew up abroad, so he is not surprised by Han Zhan's quick confession.
He nodded in agreement and said, "You're right."
Seeing that Song Ci and Han Zhan's relationship is really loving and harmonious, Jiang Rufeng is also relieved. At this time, the assistant came upstairs, stood behind Han Zhan and the others, and said, "Three guests, dinner is ready."
"Let's go and eat."
The dining table in Coleman's house is rectangular, covered with a white tablecloth, and in the middle of the table is a blue vase with flowers grown at home.
Jiang Shifeng told Song Ci: "This dining table has a bit of history. It is almost as big as Coleman. Coleman is very nostalgic. This table should have been replaced long ago, but he has been reluctant. Even the tablecloth, They were all bought by his mother during her lifetime."
Coleman can't accept big changes in his life, he likes to use old things. Pots and pans, dining tables and chairs, and even the old landline at home are reluctant to change.
In fact, there is nothing wrong with this.
Coleman was very quiet when eating, and would never take the initiative to speak. Because he couldn't see anything, his food was prepared for him by his assistant in advance.
Song Ci noticed that Coleman barely ate meat, and there were vegetables on his plate.
Jiang Shifeng also noticed.
Even though he hadn't seen him for fifteen years, Coleman still knew his old friend's living habits very well. Jiang Shifeng cut a piece of sausage and secretly put it on Coleman's plate.
This scene happened to be seen by Song Ci. Song Ci felt that after Coleman tasted the sausage, he would probably spit it out. But unexpectedly, after Coleman found that the food in his mouth was sausage, he just frowned helplessly in the direction of Jiang Rufeng.
Jiang Rufeng knew that Coleman was against the taste of sausage, so he hurriedly said to Coleman, "You need to eat some meat. If you are picky eaters, your mother will not be happy."
Coleman heard this, and he murmured repeatedly: "Mom said it's wrong to be picky eaters, and mother said it's wrong to be picky eaters." After saying this twice, Coleman forced himself to swallow the sausage.
Seeing that Jiang Shifeng easily persuaded Coleman to eat the sausage, Song Ci immediately felt admiration. Sure enough, they have been friends for many years, and Jiang Shifeng can always find the best way to deal with Coleman.
After eating, Coleman locked himself in the piano room to practice, and closed the door to see no one.
It was time for Song Ci and Han Zhan to go back, and Jiang Shifeng sent them off in person.
Standing in front of Coleman's house, Song Ci asked Jiang Shifeng, "When will uncle go back?"
Jiang Rufeng said with a smile, "I've already retired. I have nothing to do recently. I plan to live here for a while longer." Like Song Ci, Jiang Shifeng was also worried about his old friend Coleman, and he planned to just accompany him like this Man lived.
Song Ci asked curiously, "Won't Auntie have any objections?"
Who knew that Jiang Rufeng actually said, "I'm divorced."
"ah?"
Jiang Rufeng was relieved about his failed marriage, so when he mentioned marriage, he was very calm.
He told Song Ci: "Your aunt is a cellist and my first love. After marriage, we also had a very happy married life. Later, due to my own reasons, our relationship gradually drifted away, and finally ended up with Divorce is over."
"Then do I have cousins?"
Jiang Rufeng still shook his head, "No, we are a DINK family."
Hearing this, Song Ci stopped asking questions. "Well, Uncle, I will take part in the Queen Elizabeth Violin Competition in two months, I hope Uncle can come and cheer me on then."
"I wish you the championship in advance!"
"Thank you uncle. We are going back to Rome tomorrow, uncle, looking forward to our next meeting."
"good."
Jiang Shifeng hugged Song Ci, and watched them walk away along the narrow stone path before returning to Coleman's house.
He stood at the door of Coleman's piano room, and subconsciously stopped when he heard the sound of the piano coming from the house. Coleman is deaf in both eyes now, and the music he plays is intermittent, like a child learning the piano for the first time.
Thinking of the fact that the world-famous pianist can only hide in the piano room and play like a child learning the piano, the heart feels like being tightly held by an invisible big hand, and it is extremely painful.
He looked down at his stiff fingers, with deep sorrow in his eyes.
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After Song Ci and Han Zhan returned to Rome, they took their two children and Yan Qingxiu to Switzerland for a trip.
He played until the day before the wedding of Cecilio and Su Huanyan, and then hurried back to Rome.
Both Yan Jiang's couple and Arang's couple arrived today, and their flight was 40 minutes later than Song Ci's. After Song Ci's family arrived at the airport, they found a coffee shop to sit in, waiting to meet Song Fei and the others.
Han Miao was a little airsick, and fell asleep in Han Zhan's arms, and Han Zhan himself fell asleep.
Han Jun and Yan Qingxiu were sitting together, turning the Rubik's Cube. Song Ci watched Han Jun turn the Rubik's Cube for a while, and when she looked up, she saw Song Fei and the others.
"They are coming!"
Song Ci's voice woke Han Zhan up.
Han Zhan hugged Han Miao tightly in his arms, and when he looked up, he saw Song Fei and the others. He stared at the group of people and found that there was one person missing, so he asked Song Ci, "Cheng Yanmo didn't come this time?"
Song Ci gave Han Zhan a blank look, and she made an analogy: "If we divorce, will you go to my wedding with Xinhuan?"
This metaphor immediately made Han Zhan's face black, "Crow's mouth."
Song Ci hurriedly slapped himself on the mouth before saying, "The others didn't come, but the gift has been delivered."
Song Fei and the others soon arrived at the coffee shop. Song Fei stood outside the door and waved to Song Ci, "Let's go, Song Ci."
"coming!"
Brothers and sisters gathered together with their families, and Cecilio's manor had never been so lively. He looked at these younger brothers and sisters, and his mood became happier.
In the corner of the living room, Han Zhan was settling with A Rang for his old account of throwing Song Ci into the sea and towing it with the boat.
Ah Rang knew he was wrong, and he knew that a simple apology could not appease Han Zhan's anger, nor could he compensate for the harm he caused Song Ci back then.
"Hof, come with me." Arang took Han Zhan's hand and walked out of the living room to the swimming pool.
A Rang let go of Han Zhan's hand, he took off his clothes and jumped into the swimming pool of the manor. Ah Rang got out of the water, flicking her blond hair, revealing that lovely face.
He even floated in the pool water and said to Han Zhan: "I threw Song Ci into the sea and dragged it for half an hour. I also voluntarily soaked under the pool water for half an hour as an apology for her."
Han Zhan snorted coldly, "You think beautifully!"
The movement of Han Rang's diving caught the attention of other people in the house, and everyone chased him out together.
Seeing that Arang was soaking in the water while Han Zhan was standing by the pool, everyone was baffled. "What are you doing?" Cecilio frowned at the two younger brothers.
Han Zhan explained the truth succinctly. He said: "When Ah Rang smuggled Song Ci from the United States to Italy, he knew that Song Ci was afraid of the deep sea, so he deliberately threw Song Ci into the sea and asked her to be dragged along with the boat. After half an hour, he almost died."
Hearing this, Cecilio glared at Han Rang in displeasure, and cursed angrily, "You bastard!"
When Nan Yanyan heard about this, she felt incredible, looking at A Rang's expression was like looking at a stranger.
Ah Rang was hurt by Nan Yanyan's gaze. He didn't dare to look at Nan Yanyan, and said directly to Cecilio: "I know that I was a bastard back then, and what I did was very confused. So now I am willing to apologize. Soak in water for half an hour."
Han Zhan said, "That's not enough." He asked Cecilio, "Is there any rope at home?"
Cecilio guessed what Han Zhan was going to do, so without further ado, he went back to the house and went to find a rope.
Han Zhan tied A Rang's wrist with a rope, and he tied the other end of the rope to a tree, so that A Rang kept his body floating in the water with his head above the water.
Han Zhan asked the servant to move the water pump out. Holding the hose of the water pump, he told Han Rang:
"A Rang, dragging your sister-in-law in the sea is not a small prank. You almost killed her. She has been hiding this from me. I don't know. If I know, I must give your sister-in-law An explanation. A Rang, if this old account is not settled today, we brothers also have a lump in our hearts."
Han Zhan's expression was very serious, he was not joking, but serious. Song Ci silently endured too many grievances for the sake of the harmonious relationship between their brothers, so Han Zhan naturally had to give Song Ci an explanation.
In fact, Ah Rang also felt guilty for the bastard things he did to Song Ci back then, but he never formally apologized to Song Ci just because of his face.
Now that Han Zhan is pursuing this matter, Ah Rang is relieved. He said, "Okay, come on."
Song Ci felt that Han Zhan's method was too much, she subconsciously walked towards Han Zhan, trying to stop Han Zhan.
But Nan Yanyan reached out to stop her. "Sister-in-law, forget it. Ah Rang made a mistake, so let him make amends. The second brother is right. If this matter doesn't change, we can't continue to be a family in peace. "
A Rang threw a woman with deep-sea phobia into the sea and dragged it, which was basically killing Song Ci. It's not fair to Song Ci to pretend that nothing happened. And Han Zhan is extremely protective of Song Ci. In the long run, he will definitely have a grudge against A Rang.
So today, Arang must be punished.
After listening to Nan Yanyan's words, Song Ci naturally understood Nan Yanyan's painstaking efforts. She wanted to say that she had let go of that grievance long ago, but looking at A Rang's face, Song Ci found that she still couldn't forget what A Rang had done to her.
She blamed A Rang in her heart.
So Song Ci sat back in place again.
Han Zhan turned on the water pump, pointed the hose at A Rang, a stream of high-pressure water sprayed out, and sprayed A Rang in the face, which made it difficult for him to breathe. But this feeling is far less painful than when Song Ci was soaked in the sea and dragged along with the ship.
Half an hour later, the torture ended.
Han Zhan turned off the water pump, and Cecilio immediately jumped into the pool and brought Agen, who had lost half his life, to the bank of the pool. A Rang lay on the ground coughing violently, the coughing was heart-piercing.
It took a long time for Ah Rang to feel himself alive again.
Han Zhan walked up to A Rang and looked down at him. After a few seconds, he stretched out his right hand to A Rang, "Get up."
Ah Rang grasped Han Rang's hand and was pulled to sit up by him. The brothers looked at each other and smiled, quite a feeling of oblivion with a smile.
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The next day, the wedding of Cecilio and Su Huanyan was held in Odescalchi-Castle as scheduled.
The bridesmaid at Su Huanyan's wedding was her designer partner, Su Weiya, who co-founded the underwear brand and were also good friends from the design school.
Cecilio's best man was Count Ace. Count Ace was delayed by something yesterday and couldn't reach the town. In the early morning of the wedding day, he arrived in the town on time by helicopter.
Earl Ace didn't come alone, he also brought his girlfriend Du Xueyan with him this time.
Song Ci accompanied Su Huanyan to put on makeup before she felt hungry. "I'm going to eat something."
Hearing Song Ci say that she was going to eat, Su Huanyan took her hand and said to her, "Bring me something to eat too, I'm hungry."
"good."
The castle was designed in Sherlock's style. The hall in the castle perfectly preserved the murals of Antoniazzo Romano. Song Ci walked towards the restaurant while admiring the murals.
Suddenly, a beautiful female voice called her name, "Song Ci?"
Song Ci raised her head upon hearing the sound, and saw a woman wearing a white fishtail skirt with slashed slits standing under the entrance of the hall. That was Du Xueyan. Du Xueyan has long hair and shawls, bright eyes and white teeth, holding a milky white two-piece banquet bag in her hand, looking domineering.
The last time Song Ci saw Du Xueyan was when she was in a nursing home in the United States. At that time, she had just woken up after sleeping for several months, and her body was very weak.
In the past half a year, Du Xueyan's acting career has gradually entered the right track. She has acted in an American drama, which is the female number one. The ratings of that American drama have exploded. Now Du Xueyan has become a well-known freshman in the United States. actor.
From singer to actor, Du Xueyan's transformation has been very successful.
With career and love blessings, Du Xueyan is naturally domineering.
When Song Ci was looking at Du Xueyan, Du Xueyan was also looking at her. Song Ci is wearing a black tube top dress today, and the loose skirt can't hide her swollen belly. She tied her hair up today and only fixed it with a black wooden hairpin.
The simple shape did not hold back Song Ci's beauty. Her eyebrows and eyes were curved, and her cold white skin seemed to be shining. Standing in the hall, she looked like a medieval princess.
Song Ci walked up to Du Xueyan, usually looking at her: "Long time no see, Du Xueyan."
"Long time no see." Du Xueyan looked at her belly and said with a smile, "I'm pregnant with my second child? About how many months?"
"There are still more than three months."
"That's coming soon." Du Xueyan stared at the black wooden hairpin on Song Ci's head, and asked curiously: "Where did you buy the hairpin on your head, it's quite unique."
Song Ci smiled mysteriously and told her: "This is not available for purchase, it is unique."
Du Xueyan was slightly stunned, and then understood Song Ci's meaning, "Oh? President Han sent you?"
Song Ci smiled until her eyes narrowed, "Yes."
Du Xueyan also raised her left hand and shook Song Ci. Song Ci had very good eyesight, and could clearly see a purple diamond ring on Du Xueyan's middle finger.
Song Ci couldn't hide the surprise on Song Ci's face, "Are you engaged?"
Du Xueyan nodded with a smile, and said in a mysterious way: "Guess, who is my groom-to-be?"
Song Ci raised her eyebrows lightly, and said, "Do you still need to guess? It must be Earl Ace."
Du Xueyan nodded generously and admitted. "Well, he proposed to me, yesterday."
"No wonder he couldn't make it because he had something to do yesterday, so he was proposing to you." Song Ci stared at Du Xueyan's eyes that suddenly softened, and sincerely told her: "Congratulations on receiving your true love, Du Xueyan."
Du Xueyan patted Song Ci's arm suddenly, and she said, "Thank you too."
Song Ci: "Thank me for what?"
Du Xueyan said: "I know everything. I was able to successfully win the heroine of the TV series, thanks to your recommendation."
The producer of the American drama that made Du Xueyan explode is Du Junfei's good friend. At the beginning of the year, Song Ci made a match through Du Junfei before recommending Du Xueyan to the producer.
Of course, it was Du Xueyan's own ability to finally win the role of the leading actress. But Song Ci introduced Du Xueyan to the producer through Du Junfei's face, which already caught the producer's attention.
Du Xueyan only heard the truth from the drunken producer when she participated in the crew's celebration banquet after filming the film.
Song Ci winked at Du Xueyan, and she pretended to be naughty and said, "I want you to concentrate on your career. The more prosperous your career is, the less interested you are in talking about love. Then I will be less A rival."
Du Xueyan saw Song Ci's gaze became complicated, and she sighed: "You can be duplicity. Anyway, I have to thank you for this."
Earl Ace came in from the outside, "Sherry." Earl Ace came over and put his arms around Du Xueyan's waist, and asked her, "What are you talking about?"
Song Ci slightly nodded at Count Ace, "Count Ace, long time no see, congratulations, you have successfully embraced a beautiful woman."
"Thank you, Mrs. Han." Earl Ace couldn't help but curl up his mouth when he heard the congratulations.
"Porcelain Treasure!"
Han Zhan also came over.
When he saw Du Xueyan and Earl Ace, his expressions didn't change. "Count Ace, we meet again."
Renault Ace glanced at Han Zhan nonchalantly, coughed suddenly, then lowered his head to hold Du Xueyan's left hand.
He patted the back of Du Xueyan's hand affectionately, and said: "Your hands are a little cold, are you wearing less? Let's go back and get some more clothes." Renault Ace cared for Du Xueyan so much, and kept talking Patting the back of Du Xueyan's hand, Han Zhan couldn't see the proposal ring.
He thought it was funny, so he just laughed out loud. "Yo, Xueyan, are you engaged?"
The sound of Xueyan fell into Renault Ace's ears, and it was extremely ear-piercing.
Renault Ace stared at Han Zhan indifferently, and said, "Mr. Han, Xueyan is engaged to me. From now on, I hope you can call her the Countess when you see her. It would be impolite to call her by her name." number."
Sour vinegar smell!
Song Ci, Han Zhan and Du Xueyan both laughed inwardly.
Han Zhan nodded solemnly, hummed, and changed his words: "Congratulations, future countess, I really love you for receiving the goods." This congratulations, Han Zhan said sincerely.
Du Xueyan gave Han Zhan a complicated look. She felt very uncomfortable when she thought of how she abandoned Han Zhan in pursuit of her career.
"Okay, my wife and I are going to have dinner, Earl Ace, sorry." Han Zhan pulled Song Ci and went to have breakfast.
After breakfast, on the way back, Song Ci and Han Zhan met Du Xueyan again on the way. Du Xueyan was still wearing that skirt, but she had an extra royal blue suit jacket on her body.
Du Xueyan obviously waited for them on the way, Song Ci said to Han Zhan, "I'll give you five minutes, let's chat."
Han Zhan subconsciously squeezed Song Ci's hand tightly, and said, "I have nothing to talk to her about."
Song Ci said: "It's said that it's better to get together and leave. Since she came to you, it's better for you to go and listen."
After Song Ci finished speaking, she walked away from the path. She walked to a chair and sat down, and compared her watch to Han Zhan, which meant to remind Han Zhan to finish talking with Du Xueyan as soon as possible.
Han Zhan smiled helplessly before walking towards Du Xueyan.
Du Xueyan has long been aware of Song Ci and Han Zhan's every move. Seeing Han Zhan approaching, Du Xueyan said with a smile: "Song Ci is really a girl who keeps surprising people."
Han Zhan said without hesitation: "Her appearance is a surprise in my life."
Du Xueyan was stunned for a moment when she heard this, but she quickly smiled in relief.
Du Xueyan tightened her suit jacket and said to Han Zhan, "I came to see you, and I have nothing else to say. I just want to tell you one thing."
Han Zhan showed an expression of listening carefully.
Du Xueyan mustered up her courage before she said, "Han Zhan, I'm sorry."
Han Zhan guessed that she would say this.
In fact, before that, Du Xueyan was too modest with him. Han Zhan sighed, and he said: "To be honest, I don't remember much about the things between you and me back then. Du Xueyan, what you did is indeed sorry for me, but you, at least you are worthy of yourself .”
When Du Xueyan heard the last sentence, the circles of her eyes turned slightly red.
Han Zhan suddenly asked: "You know, if Song Ci dared to dump me, what would I do?"
Du Xueyan frowned and shook her head, and asked, "What will you do?"
Han Zhan smiled slightly, and he said: "She ran away, I will look for her, go to the poor and fall to the underworld, live is my person, and death is my ghost." He glanced at Du Xueyan and said: "Understood Is it? If I decide that someone must be her, I will never give up on her. "
The implication is that when you kicked me back then, I didn't cry, make trouble, or stay, not because I was rational and generous, but because I didn't love you that much.
To be honest, Han Zhan's words hurt Du Xueyan a little, but Du Xueyan soon felt relieved. "I understand, she is fine, and you will be happy." Du Xueyan turned around and left, with hurried steps, as if fleeing.
Han Zhan returned to Song Ci's side, and said as if asking for credit: "It was dealt with in four minutes. How efficient is my work?"
Song Ci stood up with a smile, she raised her head, stretched out her hand to touch Han Zhan's handsome face, and said the most ruthless words in the most gentle tone: "Then from tonight, for the next four nights, you are not allowed to enter My room."
After speaking, Song Ci elegantly left with her skirt in her hand.
Han Zhan: "."
"You let me go!" Han Zhan was very wronged, and followed Song Ci to accuse her: "You let me go, why are you angry again now?"
Song Ci sneered, "I'm moody, I turn my face like a book, I was happy before but now I'm not, what can you do to me?"
Han Zhan felt a little bit like domestic violence.
The wedding of Cecilio and Su Huanyan was held at ten o'clock in the morning. After the wedding, the couple took their brothers and sisters to take wedding photos in the castle. There was also a thank you dinner in the evening.
The next day, the group set off to look back at Dongcheng.
It was already late at night when we returned to Yulongshan Manor. Song Ci sent the children back to their room, then yawned and went back to his master bedroom. Han Zhan followed her silently. Seeing that Song Ci didn't drive him away, he thought Song Ci had forgotten what he said before.
He was overjoyed in his heart, and was about to step into the bedroom when he saw Song Ci turn around, and said to him ruthlessly: "You can sleep in the small living room outside tonight, or you can sleep on the floor. On the carpet, too."
After speaking, Song Ci closed the door.
Standing outside the door, Han Zhan asked unwillingly, "You really don't want me?"
"No, return it."
Song Ci said that she would sleep in a separate bed with Han Zhan, but she didn't really lock the door. She climbed into bed and fell asleep. Han Zhan sat outside for a while, thinking that Song Ci should be asleep, then pushed open the door, sneaked onto the bed, hugged Song Ci and fell asleep peacefully.
I was a little tired from the flight yesterday, so Han Zhan had a rare sleep in the next morning. He buried his head in Song Ci's hair, sleeping soundly, when the cell phone on the bedside table rang suddenly.
Han Zhan immediately woke up. He picked up his cell phone and saw that it was Li Li's call, so he quickly answered it. "Li Li, so early?" It's only half past seven, not even time for work.
Li Li yelled impatiently on the phone: "Mr. Han, my mother fell at home last night, and no one noticed it all night. When the nanny went to her house this morning, she had passed out."
"I'm in the hospital now. The doctor said that my mother has congestion at the back of her head and needs a craniotomy. They said that the brain doctor in Jiefang Hospital is the best. You know the doctor in Jiefang Hospital. Can you contact me with an authoritative brain doctor? "
(end of this chapter)