After hearing Han Zhan's apology, Song Ci looked away.
She looked up at Han Zhan's face and said, "When you stuck me just now, I felt a burning sensation in my face, as if someone had slapped me in the face, and I wanted to find a hole in the ground."
Han Zhan wanted to explain again, but Song Ci leaned closer to him. She stretched out her index finger to touch Han Zhan's lips, blocking his unfinished words.
Han Zhan looked at Song Ci suspiciously, not understanding what she was trying to do.
Song Ci looked at Han Zhan seriously.
Han Zhan has always had a clear conscience. He served in the army when he was young and devoted himself to the country. After retiring from the military, he founded Zeus Aviation and became the owner of the company, providing a well-paid job for thousands of employees. No matter when and where, what he does is to benefit the country and the people, so he always stands straight and walks straight. As for Song Ci, she has infinite beauty on the surface, but in fact she has already been humbled to dust.
In an instant, Song Ci suddenly had the urge to talk.
Song Ci withdrew her finger and stared at Han Zhan. She said, "As a woman, I cling to a man and ask for blessing and help. This is a crime. Han Zhan, I can be arrogant in front of anyone." , but in front of you, I can't be proud."
From the moment in the hospital, when Song Ci decided to use her biggest secret in exchange for Han Zhan's trust and wanted to be tied to him, she had put all her self-esteem and integrity under Han Zhan's body, Let him trample.
No matter how presumptuous she is in front of Han Zhan these days, she will always be in awe of Han Zhan in her heart. She never dared to really disobey Han Zhan, she obeyed him in everything, even she had to listen to him when she dressed and ate.
After hearing Song Ci's internal analysis, Han Zhan was very surprised. The Song Ci he saw was smiling all day long, and loved to tease him, laughing heartlessly when he saw his embarrassment. Han Zhan never knew that in their relationship, Song Ci put himself in such a humble position.
Song Ci said again: "Han Zhan, if I were in another situation, I would not be in a deep quagmire. I am just me, the beautiful and lovable Song Ci who is glamorous and praised by others. I will never ask you to marry me. I."
Cibai's face showed yearning, Song Ci smiled and said: "As for me, like every girl who bravely pursues love, I will openly get to know you, hook up with you, and let you talk to me. A love that is evenly matched. It's not like this, pretending to tease you unscrupulously, but in my heart I am more afraid than anyone else that you will turn your face and deny you."
The smile on the corner of Song Ci's mouth became self-deprecating. "But I can't do it. I don't have the ability to protect my sister. I can only hide her, and I can only climb on your body like a maggot, eating your flesh and blood to do my best."
She was like a parasite, without Han Zhan, she would die if she pinched it casually.
"Han Zhan, I feel like I'm walking on a tightrope. I have no way of turning back, and I can't fall down. Because once I fall, Mu Mian, who was watching me from the side, will definitely be the first kill me."
"I'm not as strong as you see. I'm heartless. I'm afraid of death, and I'm also afraid that you will abandon me."
Han Zhan interrupted her, and he told Song Ci affirmatively: "I will not abandon you." His tone was unprecedentedly serious, like a promise.
Song Ci was taken aback for a moment, feeling a little moved in his heart.
He is so nice, the more she feels that she doesn't look at him. Song Ci suddenly asked Han Zhan: "Han Zhan, do you know the green tea bitch?"
Han Zhan frowned slightly, hesitating whether to answer this question.
Song Ci said: "I'm just a green tea whore, a scheming dog."
Hearing Song Ci describe herself with words like green tea whore and scheming dog, Han Zhan felt a little pain in his heart. "Song Ci, don't slander yourself like this."
"Han Zhan, do you want to know the real me?" Song Ci took Han Zhan's left hand and placed it on his chest. She plucked up her courage and personally tore off the disguise on her body, revealing her hypocrisy and despicable true face. She said:
"Actually, I'm very dissatisfied with the work contract you drew up. It's overbearing and unreasonable! But in order to get close to you, I had to compromise."
"Actually, when I came back from a business trip in Shunchen City, I stood on the side of the road and waited for you to pick me up. My car was parked in the garage at the airport. I deliberately tried to seduce you."
"Actually, I don't love you at all, but in order to please you and make you happy, I can take the position of Mrs. Han firmly, and I can tell you that I love you without any burden."
"Han Zhan, do you understand? From the first time I saw you in the interview room, I have plotted against you and planned to use you to help me deal with Mu Mian!"
"This is me, vile, ugly, and selfish!"
After finishing speaking in one breath, Song Ci realized that he was shaking with excitement.
"I'm that miserable."
After finishing speaking, seeing Han Zhan pursing those thin lips, he remained silent and did not express his opinion. Song Ci's heartbeat was as violent as thunder, and her legs were a little weak, but she held Han Zhan's hand tightly, not daring to let go.
After seeing clearly that she is a scheming girl who is planning every step of the way, does Han Zhan hate himself? Song Ci lowered her eyes, not daring to look directly at Han Zhan's face, she was very disturbed.
"Han Zhan, are you afraid of such a cheap me?" Are you not going to want me
Song Ci's arm was suddenly pinched by a big hand, followed by Han Zhan who pressed her firmly into his arms.
Realizing that Han Zhan was hugging her, Song Ci was dumbfounded.
Han Zhan's deep violin voice sounded softly above her head: "If what you said is true, then you are indeed a scheming whore. But these days, you have to guard against Mu Mian and please me. You must pass Was it hard work?"
Song Ci was taken aback.
She quietly grabbed the suit jacket around Han Zhan's waist with both hands, without saying a word.
"Song Ci, how do you know that you are deliberate in approaching me, and I keep you because I have other plans?" A warm and beautiful woman approached a single disabled man who was over 30 years old, and Han Zhan again... If it's not a Buddhist bead, how can the six roots be clean
He couldn't control his lower body.
Seeing Song Ci, he wanted her.
"Don't feel sorry for me, please make good use of me." Han Zhan kissed her hair and said, "Don't be afraid that I will leave you behind. You are the woman who was written in my household registration book. I, Han Zhan, never will lose one of their own."
"If you don't love me, there's no need to lie to me hypocritically. I can't tell the truth from some lies if I hear them too much. In Mrs. Han's position, you just sit and no one can take it away."
After hearing Han Zhan's answer, the frightened Song Ci breathed a sigh of relief and fell into Han Zhan's arms. "Brother Han, let me lean on for a while, my legs are weak."
The shoulders of the man in his arms were sobbing, and realizing that Song Ci was crying, Han Zhan subconsciously protected Song Ci's face in all directions.
People came and went, but no one knew that the first lady was crying in his arms.
(end of this chapter)