Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

Song Ci slept all night and recovered well the next day. She learned about the fate of Tren and his daughter from Han Wangwang, and she felt very happy!

"Give me my phone. I have to see the photos of this scum father and daughter being deported." Although it's not good to add insult to injury, Song Ci liked to see Elisa in bad luck.

Han Wangwang said: "I will send you the link."

Song Ci opened the news link shared by Han Wangwang and saw the photo of the father and daughter being sent back to the country. In the photo, both Idris and Elisa covered their faces with their hands and lowered their heads. Even if they couldn't see their appearance, it was clear that they must look decadent, like bereaved dogs.

Song Ci silently liked the report's comments, then put down her phone and asked Han Wangwang, "What is your little cousin doing?" Song Ci had been awake for a while, but she didn't see Han Zhan, and she still felt strange.

"The child was born much earlier than expected, and the little cousin went out to buy things for the child. Aunt A Fei thought that their child would be born in more than two months, so she took uncle Yan Jiang with her Learned from it.”

Song Ci raised his forehead when he heard this. "Wangwang, you are only one year younger than us. You open your mouth and keep silent. Auntie Fei and uncle Yanjiang, why are you violating the rules?"

Han Wangwang stuck out his tongue, touched his nose, smiled cutely, and said, "I am a junior, and there are elders who call the younger ones uncle. I am not the most exaggerated."

Song Ci shook his head and laughed.

"I'm hungry."

Hearing Song Ci say that she was hungry, Han Wangwang quickly stood up and said, "The doctor said you'd better eat light food for the past two days and wait a few days to replenish your body. Aunt Fei made custard for you before she left. I'll bring it to you." Come."

As Han Wangwang said that, he ran downstairs and brought the warm custard upstairs. Song Ci was so hungry that he could swallow a cow. When he saw the egg custard, he ate it fiercely.

She ate something and felt warm in her stomach.

The crib has not been bought yet, and the child is sleeping on the same bed as Song Ci for the time being. The little guy's face is still wrinkled, but not as red as last night, and he finally looks like a human being.

Han Wangwang sat on the edge of the bed and teased the little one, smiling from time to time and saying: "Little brother, call me sister. If you call me sister, I will give you candies."

Song Ci couldn't help laughing when she saw it. She joked to Han Wangwang, "If you like children so much, I'll have one with your Jiang Zhen."

Han Wangwang suddenly blushed.

She felt embarrassed, moved her butt on the chair, and whispered: "We are still young, there is no need to worry."

Knowing that she was thin-skinned, Song Ci changed the topic to a lighter topic, "How are the wedding preparations going?"

Han Wangwang said: "My mother is making preparations at home, and there is a wedding company here in Wangdongcheng. There is nothing I need to keep an eye on."

"Where are the wedding photos? Have they been taken?"

"We took the wedding photos, but the finished product hasn't come out yet." Han Wangwang remembered that Song Ci and Han Zhan didn't take wedding photos when they got married. She asked Song Ci: "Little cousin, when you got married to your little cousin, , why didn’t you take wedding photos?”

Song Ci and Han Zhan's cohabitation and getting the certificate was like chasing a duck to get the wedding photos. How could they have time to take wedding photos? Naturally, Song Ci couldn't tell Han Wangwang the truth, so she said, "At that time, I thought wedding photos were boring. When I lose weight, I can take more wedding photos."

She also felt that the term wedding photo was inappropriate, so Song Ci changed her explanation, "It's a family photo."

Han Wangwang comforted her, "You can also wear wedding dresses for family photos."

Han Wangwang had little experience in weddings and had many things he didn't understand, so he sat by the bed and learned from Song Ci. Song Ci has been married herself, and she has also helped Arang manage weddings. She has also been a bridesmaid for others before, so she knows very well about weddings.

When Han Wangwang asked her, he was asking the right person.

The two chatted for a while when they heard a knock on the door.

Song Ci looked up towards the door and saw Su Beibei leaning on the door frame.

Su Beibei put on a little makeup on her face and looked very rosy. She wore a black A-line slim-fitting long skirt with a black lace clavicle chain around her neck. The gothic style suited her very well.

Han Wangwang knew that Su Beibei had something to say with Song Ci, so she left with the excuse that she was going to call Jiang Zhen.

After Han Wangwang left, Su Beibei walked into the room and stood at the end of the bed, looking at Song Ci's complexion. After giving birth last night, Song Ci was stabbed and suffered a serious crime. Her face looked very pale now.

Su Beibei sat beside Song Ci's bed, held her hand, and asked distressedly: "Song Song, are you feeling okay?"

Song Ci replied: "It feels okay, but the incision is a little painful." Thinking that Su Beibei also experienced the pain of a caesarean section more than a month ago, she asked Su Beibei: "How is your wound recovery going? In fact, you shouldn't have come, follow It's too hard for them to make a trip." Song Ci was worried that Su Beibei's body couldn't bear it.

Su Beibei said: "I'm not tired. I promised to attend your championship night, so I won't break my promise." On the day Song Ci left for Belgium, Su Beibei was also discharged from the hospital. Her aunt at home took care of her carefully for a month. She's recovering quite well.

Song Ci asked her again: "Then did you meet Li Li later?"

"We have a child, and there are always opportunities to meet. And I feel that he has not given up on me yet, and is unwilling to let me go. He always looks for opportunities to show his presence in front of me."

Su Beibei's expression was quite complicated when she mentioned Li Li.

Song Ci looked at her thoughtfully and couldn't help but ask: "Beibei, do you still want to remarry him?"

When Su Beibei heard this question, she was silent for a long time, and then said: "Li Li is like an itchy pimple on the sole of my foot. It hurts when I scratch it, but it itches again. I finally made up my mind to cut it off. It’s an itchy pimple, and I’d rather have a scar on the bottom of my foot that will heal slowly than let that itchy pimple grow back.”

She squeezed Song Ci's hand, put it on her lap, gave it a hammer, and sighed, "People have to look forward."

Song Ci frowned and asked her, "So how long will it take for this scar to heal?"

"Maybe half a year, maybe a year. If it doesn't work in one year, just two years, scars, there will always be a day when they will heal." Su Beibei smiled relievedly at Song Ci, and she said, "While Neil is still young, I plan to wait until my body recovers. Okay, let’s take Neil to travel for a while, and then we’ll settle down after Neil starts studying.”

"It's okay." Going out to relax has a good effect on psychological healing. "What do you plan to do in the future? Continue writing novels and screenplays?"

Su Beibei said: "I plan to set up a studio to train a group of talented new screenwriters to pursue their dreams together."

The best friends talked for a while and then heard the sound of a car downstairs. Su Beibei said: "It must be Mr. Han and the others who are back."

Su Beibei got up and walked to the window, looking towards the garage downstairs. She happened to see Han Zhan get out of the car and go to the trunk to carry things.

"It's your Mr. Han who's back." Su Beibei turned around, looked at Song Ci, and said to her: "Neil is alone at home, I'm not worried. I'll go back today and go to the airport later. Song Song, Take care of yourself."

"Are you in such a hurry?"

"Well, Li Li and I have just divorced. The child is very sensitive. I'm worried that he will have random thoughts after being away for a long time."

"Okay, I'll ask the driver to take you there."

"good."

Originally, Su Beibei was the only one who planned to leave, but when Han Wangwang heard that Su Beibei was going back to China, she also decided to go with Su Beibei. She came here to take leave from her work unit and was short on time, so she decided to go back to China with Su Beibei.

During lunch, Han Zhan brought all the washed and dried baby clothes to the room and prepared to give the baby a bath. Having raised two children, Han Zhan is experienced in doing these things.

He took off his windbreaker, pushed the sleeves of his shirt to his elbows, took the bath towel and went to the bathroom to drain the water. Song Ci's wound was in severe pain today and she couldn't get off the ground. She turned her head and looked at Han Zhan busy in the bathroom. She felt that Han Zhan was just a casual guy, but he was also handsome and charming.

Are older men attractive in everything they do?

Han Zhan put the water away, walked to the bed and said to Song Ci, "I'm going to take him to take a bath."

"good."

Last night, Song Ci gave birth as soon as she said she was going to give birth. She didn't even have time to prepare clothes for the baby. When the baby was born, the nurse put Han Zhan's close-fitting thermal shirt on him.

Han Zhan is getting older and pays attention to health. When late autumn comes, he will forget to wear thermal underwear under his clothes. Otherwise, the child would have to be wrapped in a bath towel.

Han Zhan took off the child's clothes, opened the child's diaper, and saw black meconium inside the diaper. He frowned, feeling very disgusted and said, "This kid is pooping."

Song Ci laughed at him: "If you don't urinate, you are considered kind."

As soon as she finished speaking, Han Zhan saw the little guy's little thing jump, and then, a curved stream of warm urine sprayed onto Han Zhan's face.

Han Zhan: "."

For a moment, Han Zhan felt hopeless.

Song Ci was stunned for a moment, and then started to laugh. She couldn't help it anymore, so she laughed wildly, "Oh Han Zhan, your son is really amazing. This is the one sent by God to cure you!"

"Hahaha!"

Song Ci laughed so hard that the wound started to hurt. She gently touched the area near the incision, "Ouch, oh, my incision hurts."

Han Zhan covered Song Ci's mouth and said, "Don't laugh."

Song Ci wanted to stop, but when she saw the urine rolling down Han Zhan's face, she couldn't help but want to laugh.

Han Zhan took the child directly to the bathroom and allowed Song Ci to tease him.

When Han Zhan turned around and could no longer see his face, Song Ci stopped smiling.

Han Zhan put the child on his lap, washed the little guy's butt, and then put him in the bathtub.

Han Zhan held the child's head and shoulders with his broad left hand, and pressed the child's ears with his thumb and ring finger to prevent warm water from entering his ears.

He wiped his face with his wet right hand, then picked up the towel with his only three fingers and carefully bathed the child.

The little guy was pretty good and didn't cry.

After taking a bath, Han Zhan had to apply massage oil to the child and do baby exercises, but he didn't know how to do this. The whole process was completed under Song Ci's guidance.

After touching him, Han Zhan put the child in diapers and clothes and gently placed him next to Song Ci.

The little guy was hungry, squinting his eyes and crying as softly as a kitten. When Han Zhan heard the cries, his fatherly love overflowed. He reminded Song Ci: "The child is hungry and needs to be fed. Ci Bao, feed him quickly."

Song Ci felt dizzy when she heard this, "I'm not a cow." She said so, but she still turned over, unbuttoned and breastfed the child.

Han Zhan sat on the stool next to him and folded the child's clothes. While working, he said, "The child's name is Han Zheng. What do you think?" This was something they had already thought about.

Song Ci had no objection, "It's pretty good." The three siblings all had two characters in their names, so they should be neatly arranged.

"Grandpa gave him the name Ling Yu in the hope that the child would be better than him in the future." Han Zhan chuckled lightly and said, "But there is no chance of surpassing my grandpa."

Song Ci made a big statement, "Maybe your son will be the president in the future."

Han Zhan raised his eyebrows and stared at the little guy. Hearing the gurgling sound in the little guy's throat when he was sucking milk, he sneered: "Just him? He's just a weakling, and he's still the president. I think he's pretty good at it."

Song Ci: "."

"Have you ever said that about a child?"

Han Zhan shut his mouth.

The soaking in urine successfully cut off Han Zhan's love for the little boy. He thought of the scene when Han Miao and Han Jun had just given birth, and couldn't help but sigh: "How could Miaomiao and Junjun be so capable at that time?" Eat, look at him, he can’t do anything, he’s the first to eat.”

When Song Ci heard Han Zhan's words, he could already foresee the quarrel between their father and son in the future.

The awards ceremony was held on December 8. The day before the awards, the organizing committee issued an announcement on the official website of INS, announcing that it would disqualify Elisa from Country Y and blacklist her forever. Eliza is 25 years old this year, which means she will not be able to compete in four years' time.

Song Ci was not in good health due to childbirth, so she was unable to attend the award ceremony in person.

So when the host announced that Song Ci was the overall champion of the competition, Shen Yubei, who was sitting in the audience, stood up.

Under everyone's surprised eyes, Shen Yubei walked onto the stage.

Shen Yubei had won this award when he was 19 years old. He once again stood on the stage to accept the award for his good apprentice. He himself found it quite interesting.

Shen Yubei took the microphone and explained: "Our champion unfortunately cannot be present in person due to physical reasons, so he can only entrust me, a teacher, to receive the award."

Hearing this explanation, everyone showed surprised expressions.

Is Shen Yubei Song Ci’s teacher?

Why didn't Song Ci reveal this news before?

The host was also suspicious and couldn't help but ask: "Mr. Shen, are you Song Ci's teacher? Why didn't you reveal this news before?"

Shen Yubei smiled slightly, and his answer was intriguing, "Because what Song Ci needs is for everyone to recognize her ability, not whose apprentice she is."

Hearing Shen Yubei's words, everyone couldn't help but think of Eliza. No matter what competition she participated in, Eliza would always bring up her father Idris's name to show off. Comparing Eliza and Song Ci together is really a comparison.

The host nodded and agreed with Shen Yubei's answer, "Mr. Shen is right, so now that Song Ci has won the championship, is Mr. Shen very proud of her?"

Shen Yubei nodded, "Of course, she has always been my pride, both in the past and now." From the moment Song Ci decided to pick up the violin again three years ago and knelt in front of his house. From the beginning, she became Shen Yubei's greatest pride in his life.

The guest who presents the award to the winner is the host, who is also the queen of the country.

Her Majesty the Queen is also a violin enthusiast, but if you like the instrument and work hard, you can't play it to the highest level. It also requires talent.

Her Majesty the Queen's musical talent is not as good as Shen Yubei's. Therefore, she has not achieved proud achievements in the music industry, but this does not prevent her from appreciating and helping these music lovers pursue their dreams.

When Shen Yubei stood on the stage to receive the award when he was 19 years old, it was the Queen who presented him with the award. Her Majesty the Queen was not yet thirty years old at that time. Nowadays, the Queen's temples are slightly white, and there are two or three wrinkles at the end of her eyes.

Her Majesty the Queen, wearing a blue dress, looks more noble and elegant than when she was young.

Seeing Shen Yubei, Her Majesty the Queen was also moved. She said: "Dear Yubei, I am honored to present you with an award again. Who would have thought that after thirty years, we would be on the same stage again? We met on the Internet, which is really a miracle.”

Shen Yubei held the award plate with 250,000 euros written on it, smiled at the Queen, and said: "Dear Her Majesty, the world is dominated by young people now. I feel proud to be able to stand and receive the award for the young people of this generation. pleasure."

"Your apprentice is very good. I have watched every one of her performances. I have to say that she is a musician with more talent and potential than you. I believe that under the leadership of this group of young people, Music will surely live on forever and have a long history.”

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Her Majesty the Queen stood next to Shen Yubei and took photos with all the winning contestants.

After the award ceremony, Shen Yubei immediately called Song Ci to tell her the news of winning the championship.

Song Cike was so excited that she shouted to Han Zhan who was working: "Han Zhan, I am the champion!"

Han Zhan left his desk, walked to the bed, stretched out his left hand and rubbed Song Ci's cock head, and said with curved lips: "Congratulations, world champion."

"Thank you!" Song Ci said to Han Zhan while unlocking her phone: "Now that I have won the championship, I decided to change my Weibo authentication information."

Song Ci's personal certification says 'the heroine of the movie "The Music Madness"' and fashion blogger, while her personal profile says 'Song Ci, the proprietress of Zeus International'!

Song Ci is now the world champion. Looking at the previous information, she feels that it is not up to standard, so she naturally has to revise it.

Song Ci changed his personal information to——

Song Ci, winner of the Queen Elizabeth International Music Violin Competition.

After making the changes, Song Ci smiled so hard at Han Zhan that he rolled his eyes and said, "Han Zhan, I am finally a violinist!" Becoming a violinist was Song Ci's true dream. Now that the dream has come true, Song Ci smiled as brightly as a flower. The child is still bright and lovable.

Han Zhan looked at her little smiling face, and his eyes softened. "Well, you are very powerful."

Song Ci stretched out his hand towards Han Zhan.

Han Zhan looked puzzled. "do what?"

Song Ci tilted her head and asked him: "Han Zhan, where is my gift?"

Han Zhan smiled and took out a check from his pocket and handed it to Song Ci. He said confidently: "You don't need anything, and I don't know what to give you. So I'll be tacky and rude and give it to you directly." Pay the check."

Song Ci lowered his head and looked at the number on the check, one or ten million!

Song Ci looked at the signature style and seal on the check, and asked thoughtfully: "Han Zhan, is this signature real? Don't be fake."

Han Zhan couldn't help but use domestic violence against Song Ci. He picked up a pillow and hammered her head, but his movements were very gentle.

After beating her, Han Zhan hugged the pillow and scolded her: "You little heartless one!"

This operation does not look like a thirty-five-year-old successful person, but more like an angry young boy.

Song Ci confirmed that the check was genuine, and felt as happy as setting off several bundles of fireworks. Song Ci folded the check into a heart shape, put it close to his chest, and murmured: "This is the first time I have received a check of such a large amount. I have to feel it."

"Go out!"

Song Ci fell asleep holding the check. In the middle of the night, the child was hungry and woke Song Ci up. She asked Han Zhan to turn on the wall lamp, and she sat up to feed the baby in a daze.

She was so sleepy that Song Ci was worried that she would fall asleep or that the child would choke on the milk, so she woke Han Zhan up. "Han Zhan, look at the child, I'm really sleepy."

Song Ci closed her eyes and really fell asleep while breastfeeding the baby.

After the child was full, Han Zhan gently carried the child back to the crib. There was not much movement, but it woke Song Ci.

Song Ci rubbed her eyes and said, "Did I really fall asleep?"

"Well, you're too tired."

Song Ci was really tired. She said, "Then I'll sleep." Song Ci slept until dawn.

Han Zhan was not in the room, so he left a note saying that he was sending Song Fei and the others to the airport.

They are all working people, and they all have to return home.

Song Ci got up and went to the bathroom. When she washed her hands and looked up, she caught a glimpse of the unkempt woman in the mirror and was so frightened that she suddenly woke up!

She is Song Ci!

How could she be so imageless!

Look at that chicken coop head and that haggard face. Has she been showing off like this the past few days?

Han Zhan kissed her last night, how could he kiss her?

Song Ci was so frightened that she quickly picked up the facial cleanser and washed her face, then applied various expensive skin care products.

Song Ci asked the doctor to wash her hair again. After some troubles, Song Ci was satisfied.

She went back to bed and lay down, pressing her head on the pillow and rubbing it, and then she noticed something hard under the pillow.

what?

Song Ci curiously took the pillow away and saw a gift bag hidden under the pillow.

Did Han Zhan prepare it for her?

Song Ci opened the gift bag and saw a note inside, with a line of handwriting written on it——

A gift to the champion - Zhan.

Song Ci opened the small gift box with anticipation. She thought it would be antique jewelry, but to her surprise, there was a letter inside.

Song Ci couldn't tell whether he should be disappointed or surprised.

This stingy thing, what kind of gift is a letter?

Of course, if it was a love letter, she would still be happy to accept it.

Song Ci opened the envelope as if reading a love letter.

Laying out the letter paper, Song Ci saw Han Zhan's handwriting. His handwriting is very easy to read. It is written in regular script with a fountain pen. Every stroke is full of Han Zhan's personal style and is as sharp as an ice blade.

It says--

Song Ci, I have a secret in my heart, and I decided to tell you today.

In the Mo clan, I not only remembered my previous life six hundred years ago, but I also remembered something else.

You never told me that in the life when you married Cheng Ziang, you and I not only knew each other, but were sworn friends. You never told me that before you died, you asked the doctor to donate your cornea to me.

Song Ci, you must not know that the reason why I strongly want to restore my eyesight is just to take a look at you.

When the operation was successful and I finally regained my sight, I learned that you were dead and your eyes became my eyes. How painful it was for me.

I would rather be blind for the rest of my life than to have you alive.

After your death, Yan Jiang and I teamed up to destroy Chaoyang Company and Sichuan East International. I will let Mu Qiu die for you, let Cheng Yanmo go bankrupt, and let Cheng Ziang die without a burial place! But all I really want is you.

I still have a secret that I haven’t told you, but I want to tell you personally.

Song Ci looked surprised after reading the letter.

Han Zhan actually remembered what happened in his previous life!

He actually kept it secret from her and never revealed it! Is this man's mouth made of clam shells?

Near noon, Song Ci heard the news of Han Zhan returning home.

She walked slowly to the window, opened it, leaned on the window sill, and shouted to Han Zhan in the yard downstairs: "Han Zhan!"

Han Zhan was talking to the bodyguard. When he heard Song Ci's voice, he raised his head and looked at Song Ci.

Han Zhan didn't know that Song Ci had seen the letter. He waved to Song Ci and said, "Are you hungry? I'll bring you food right away."

Song Ci stared at him with extremely complicated eyes.

Seeing that Song Ci didn't answer, Han Zhan frowned and asked loudly: "What's wrong with you?"

He was about to enter the house and go upstairs, but he heard Song Ci say: "Do you have a secret that you haven't told me yet?" After his rebirth, from the moment he saw Han Zhan, Song Ci was speculating on what the secret was. What.

But at that time, Han Zhan knew nothing about his previous life, so Song Ci didn't ask.

Now that the opportunity has come, Song Ci is not willing to miss it.

When Han Zhan heard her words, a flash of surprise appeared on his face.

He understood that Song Ci had already read the letter. He stood still on the grass in the yard, put one hand in his trouser pocket, raised his head, and stared at Song Ci lovingly with his gray-blue eyes.

The eyes were very greedy and serious, like a blind man seeing his beloved woman for the first time after regaining his sight.

"That secret is..." Han Zhan hesitated for a moment, his ears turned red, and he said softly: "Miss Song, Zeus International still lacks a boss lady. Are you willing to be my boss lady?"

Song Ci didn't seem to hear clearly, so she raised her voice deliberately and said, "What? The wind was too strong, I didn't hear clearly!"

God damn it's so windy!

Han Zhan took the risk and lost all face. He put his hands in front of his lips, making a trumpet shape, and asked loudly upstairs: "Miss Song, Zeus International still lacks a boss lady, are you willing to be my boss lady!"

This is the secret that Han Zhan hid from Song Ci in the previous life.

He wants Song Ci to be his boss wife.

Song Ci heard it clearly this time.

She didn't eat any sugar, but her mouth was filled with the taste of honey, which was so sweet that she couldn't stand it.

"Okay, I'll be your boss lady."

After hearing Song Ci's reply, Han Zhan finally had a smile on his face. He looked at Song Ci's appearance carefully and said softly: "Madam boss, you are so good-looking."

There will be a second update at noon tomorrow.