Zhong Buhui thought for a while, and said with some hesitation: "Old man, don't you think that Song Ci looks a little like Mulan?" Mulan is Han Aoyu's only daughter and Han Zhan's biological mother.
It has been too long since anyone mentioned Mulan's name in front of Han Aoyu, but when he heard Mulan's name suddenly, Han Aoyu felt a pain in his chest and his expression became sad.
Han Ao looked up at Zhong Buhui, with a hesitant expression on his face, he asked, "Does it look like it?"
Zhong Buhui nodded, "There is a certain resemblance, not the skin, but the bone image. The charm between their brows is very similar."
"No wonder." He said that Miss Song's face was a little familiar, and after thinking about it carefully, she really missed his daughter Mulan a little bit.
Han Aoyu sighed sadly, and said, "Zhan Zhan was seven years old when Mulan left." A seven-year-old child already remembers things. Mulan's death had brought a huge shock to Han Zhan. Han Zhan rarely mentioned his deceased mother these years, but it didn't mean he didn't miss her.
Han Aoyu thought it was too hasty for Han Zhan to marry a woman suddenly, and felt strange in his heart. Han Aoyu felt relieved after discovering that Song Ci looked a bit like Han Zhan's mother.
"Zhan Zhan has lost his mother since he was a child. Maybe he saw Song girl and became attached in his heart, so he chose her."
Zhong Buhui also felt that this guess was the most reasonable. "Maybe."
The hotel is not far from Han Zhan's house, it takes more than ten minutes by car. It was half past ten when Song Ci and Han Zhan came out of the hotel. Han Zhan is a person who is used to going to bed early, and the two of them drove home without hanging out.
Sitting in the co-pilot, Song Ci rubbed her stomach and asked Han Zhan, "When is grandpa planning to go back?"
"tomorrow."
"Leave tomorrow?" Song Ci was a little surprised, and sat up straighter. She said, "Why don't you play for a few more days? Anyway, I have nothing to do. I can take care of him, and I can also accompany him for a stroll in Wangdong City. "
Han Zhan said, "It's a bit troublesome."
"What's the trouble?"
Seeing that Song Ci didn't understand, Han Zhan explained: "He has a special status. If people know that he came to visit Dongcheng, someone will definitely come to visit. Grandpa said that he will stop asking about official affairs after he retires."
Song Ci thought for a while, and only then did she understand the reason why Han Aoyu was in a hurry to go home. She couldn't help but sigh in admiration: "Grandpa is indeed a transparent person."
The car was parked in the underground garage, and the two took the elevator upstairs. Song Ci looked at the figures of the two people in the wall, and when she remembered something, she hooked Han Zhan's left hand with her right hand. "Brother Han."
Han Zhan looked down at her. "What's wrong?"
Song Ci hinted at him: "What am I yours?"
Han Zhan was a little confused.
What kind of weird question is this
I always feel that the answer should be a nonsensical one. Han Zhan said uncertainly: "Are you my You Lemei?" In the past few years, this meme was very popular, and Han Zhan had also heard of this meme.
Song Ci's face froze, and he almost failed. She laughed, curled her lips and said, "No. Think again." It was obvious that the call was so natural before, which made her heart flutter for a long time.
Han Zhan couldn't think of it for a while, so he lowered his head and looked at Song Ci. Song Ci's eyelashes are very long. At this moment, her eyelids are drooping slightly, and the eyelashes cast a row of gray-blue shadows on the porcelain-white skin under her eyes. When the eyelashes flick, the shadows change accordingly.
Very moving.
Fu Ling's heart is like that, and Han Zhan is enlightened. "Porcelain Treasure." The man's deep voice, with a charming magic power, sounded above Song Ci's head.
Song Ci's eyes widened suddenly, feeling happy. "How did you come up with this name?" Song Ci was taken aback when Han Zhan called her Porcelain Treasure suddenly tonight.
Han Zhan said: "I think it suits you quite well." She is Song Song and Song Ci of many people, but she is destined to be only his porcelain treasure.
Song Ci rubbed her earlobes awkwardly, and muttered, "For you have vision."
Walking out of the elevator, Han Zhan kept staring at Song Ci's red ears. After returning home, Song Ci washed up first, and Han Zhan sat by the bed and changed Song Ci's WeChat note to Cibao, and also changed the phone note.
Song Ci came out after taking a shower. She rubbed body lotion on her body. Before she was completely dry, she didn't wear pajamas, only wrapped in a loose bathrobe. "Brother Han, go take a shower."
"Um."
The newly bought makeup table has arrived. Song Ci is sitting in front of the table for skin care. When Han Zhan comes out of the shower, Song Ci is still tinkering with her bottles and jars. He raised his eyebrows, thinking that girls are really not easy, especially pretty girls.
Han Zhan looked at the time, it was half past eleven.
Must sleep.
He lay down on the inner side of the bed, leaving the other side for Song Ci. After applying the cream, Song Ci went into the cloakroom and changed into her pajamas, then went to bed and got under the covers. As soon as she came, Han Zhan could smell the faint fragrance on her body. "What body lotion did you put on?"
Song Ci said, "It tastes like green tea." She said to herself, "I'm a green tea bitch."
Han Zhan smiled.
He wanted to hug Song Ci to sleep, but hesitated, he dared not stretch out his hand. Song Ci suddenly said: "They say that men are born to kiss. When kissing, the Adam's apple will roll up and down."
Han Zhan opened his eyes and looked at her with scorching eyes. Not sure what she meant, he asked tentatively, "What do you want to say?"
Song Ci turned over, propped her head on her hands, and there were thousands of charms in her winking eyes. Seeing her like this, Han Zhan was even scalp excited. Song Ci said, "I want to see how your Adam's apple rolls."
If Han Zhan can hold back, he is not a man. "
the next morning.
Han Zhan stood in the room putting on his tie, and after fixing his tie, he glanced at the time as he picked up his watch.
seven thirty.
In so many years, this is the first time Han Zhan gets up late. He glanced at Song Ci who was sleeping soundly on the bed, and suddenly curled his lips in a self-deprecating manner. Han Zhan, oh Han Zhan, you claim to be a gentleman with reason, but in front of beauty, you are no shit.
I advise you to be an individual.
When Han Zhan came to the company with a briefcase, Li Li saw him and couldn't help shaking his head. "Tsk tsk tsk, Mr. Han, it's strange that you're late." Han Zhan glanced at him lightly, and entered the office without saying a word.
How can Li Li understand the sweet sadness of a married man
Li Li followed Han Zhan into the office. As soon as the door closed, he put away his smile and became serious. "I can't accompany you on this business trip."
Aoyu-1 will be officially launched in the European and American markets tomorrow. There are many occasions to negotiate the launch of new products. This business trip will take as long as a week. Li Li was supposed to go with Han Zhan, but this time he had something to do and couldn't leave.
As a newlywed, Han Zhan has just experienced the fun between husband and wife, and he doesn't want to be separated from Song Ci. He originally planned to let Li Li go on a business trip to the United States alone, while he stayed at home with Song Ci, it seemed that it was not going to work.
Han Zhan took off his suit jacket and hung it on the floor hanger, and unbuttoned the cuff buttons of his shirt before asking him, "What's the matter with you?"
Li Li rubbed his brows irritably, and said in a low voice, "My mom is going to have a minor operation, so I have to stay with her."
Han Zhan was a little surprised, with a look of concern on his face, "Isn't Auntie always in good health? What kind of surgery is this going to do?"
Li Li said: "It's uterine fibroids, the uterus needs to be removed completely, I have to be by her side to be at ease."
"That's not a minor operation." It's self-evident how important the uterus is to a woman.
Han Zhan is not the kind of unreasonable boss, so Dang even agreed.
(end of this chapter)