Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

This is a Chinese restaurant. The two sisters were sitting in a small box chatting and waiting for Han Zhan.

When Han Zhan pushed open the door and entered, a 1.9-meter tall man stood in the small box. His presence was so strong that the box was suddenly a little cramped.

Mu Qiu was embarrassed to look at Han Zhan blatantly, only daring to glance at it occasionally. She thought regretfully in her heart: What a pity, how could such a handsome and tall man be disabled?

When seeing Mu Qiu for the first time, Han Zhan also prepared a gift for Mu Qiu, a pearl brooch. This is not a very expensive gift, but it is a very flattering gesture.

Mu Qiu pinned the brooch to her chest with a smile. She raised her head and smiled shyly at Han Zhan, thanking him for the gift. "Thank you, brother-in-law, for letting you spend money. The brooch is very beautiful. I like it very much."

Han Zhan put an egg dumpling for Song Ci, and then looked up at Mu Qiu, he replied in a cold but polite tone: "It's just a small gift, it's not expensive. Besides, you are Song Ci's sister, so I have to do it too. Please don't please."

Han Zhan held Song Ci's hand, but stared straight at Mu Qiu. He half-jokingly and half-seriously said, "I will remember all those who treat Song Ci well, and I will treat him well. Of course. Well, all the people who bullied Song Ci, I will doubly send them back."

"Whoever makes Song Ci shed a drop of blood, I will make her lose her life."

This should have been a sentence that sounded full of the second wind, but coupled with Han Zhan's aggressive and overly serious expression, it made people shudder with fear.

Mu Qiu's expression did not change, but his hand holding the chopsticks tightened.

What is Han Zhan implying?

Did he find something?

Is it

Thinking of the fact that he was at Han Zhan's house that night and almost assassinated Song Ci, Mu Qiu felt a chill on his back.

Mu Qiu lowered his head unconsciously and did not dare to look at Han Zhan.

At this moment, Song Ci suddenly burst out laughing. Mu Qiu raised his head in surprise and saw Song Ci pinching Han Zhan's cheek.

Song Ci asked Han Zhan dumbfounded, "Brother Han, have you watched idol dramas again? I asked you to follow TV to learn love stories, not to pretend to be cool from them."

Han Zhan also smiled. He tilted his head and asked Song Ci, "Isn't what I just said a love story?"

Song Ci said, "It's not like that."

Han Zhan took a sip of water and said modestly, "It seems that I have to learn more."

Hearing the foggy Mu Qiu humbly ask for advice: "What are you talking about?"

Song Ci laughed for a long time before she stopped, her brows were full of happiness and bragging that couldn't be hidden. Song Ci told Mu Qiu: "Your brother-in-law is in his thirties and can't keep up with our young life, and he can't even say love words."

"I disliked that he didn't know how to talk, so I asked him to learn from the TV. He just wanted to talk to me in front of you, to make me happy, and to show love with me. But this is a fool."

"It's too middle school! Whoever makes Song Ci shed a drop of blood, I'll let her lose her life" Song Ci couldn't help but start laughing again, until her stomach hurt.

Song Ci put her palm on the back of Han Zhan's hand, and looked up at Han Zhan's affectionate blue eyes. She began to act coquettishly again, "Brother Han, you must protect me and don't let me get hurt."

Han Zhan: "Well. I protect you."

Mu Qiutun felt that it was tasteless, and the dishes on the table in front of him all turned into sour dog food.

After a meal, Song Ci and Han Zhan said goodbye to Mu Qiu before leaving with them.

Han Zhan came by car, and Song Ci sat obediently in his co-pilot.

Fastening her seat belt, Song Ci gave Han Zhan a thumbs up with her left hand, "Brother Han, who performed well today, deserves a reward."

Thinking of how Mu Qiu was so frightened that he held his chopsticks tightly, Song Ci felt relieved.

Han Zhan asked her, "What's the reward?"

Song Ci: "What do you want?"

Han Zhan suddenly stretched out his left hand and pressed his palm to Song Ci's delicate neck skin, rubbing his fingers on the smooth and fair skin. Han Zhan stared at Song Ci's almost transparent blood vessels, and praised her: "Your neck is beautiful."

Song Ci did not dare to look directly at Han Zhan's fiery gaze.

She hummed softly, "Of course, what's wrong with my whole body?"

Han Zhan really wanted to lean in and kiss the alluring neck, and he did. However, before getting close to Song Ci's skin, he heard Song Ci say in a cold tone: "My neck is so beautiful, when you pinch it, isn't it cruel?"

Han Zhan: ""

He remembered that the day Song Ci had a car accident and had surgery, he almost broke Song Ci's neck. Han Zhan's expression was embarrassed. He backed away and gently stroked Song Ci's neck with his right hand through the leather glove.

After a while, Han Zhan suddenly sighed, "It's my fault that your neck is too thin to be pinched."

Song Ci was so angry that she took off her seat belt on the spot, went over the center armrest of the car, and sat directly on Han Zhan. Song Ci grinned and stretched out her hands and grabbed Han Zhan's neck.

She threatened sharply: "Believe it or not, I will strangle you."

However, Han Zhan held her waist with both hands and said, "Don't move." Han Zhan's voice became hoarse in an instant, sounding very lustful.

If something goes wrong, I'm not sure that tomorrow on the Wangdongcheng forum, there will be a breaking news post saying "Song Ci and her husband have a good relationship with their newlyweds, and they are XX on the street".

Song Ci noticed Han Zhan's change, she scolded a beast, and quickly returned to her seat and sat down. Song Ci fastened her seat belt, lowered the window, and let the wind blow in, and her flushed cheeks became cooler.

Mu Qiu stood at the door of the hotel from a distance, and through the front windshield of the car, he witnessed Song Ci and her brother-in-law flirting with each other. There was a look of envy and longing in her eyes.

Love, what does it feel like?

Mu Qiu once had a crush on boys, but she never had any serious love experience. She took out her bucket list and stared at the last three lists in a daze—

6. Choose a suitable cemetery for yourself;

Seven, wear a wedding dress, take a person's wedding photos;

8. Sleep with a handsome single man.

In Mu Qiu's mind, the appearance of a man flashed. She shook her head, folded the list, and put it in her bag.

People who are going to die are not qualified to fall in love.

There was not much time left in life, and Mu Qiu didn't want to go home and go to bed early, feeling that it was a waste of time. Standing on the hot and noisy street, Mu Qiu suddenly had an urge to find someone to accompany her.

At half past nine in the night, Mu Qiu stood at the entrance of the bar street, looking at the bar street in front of him.

On both sides of the street, there is a bar that is open next to each other. Several of the bars are very famous. There are often people from other places who come to Wangdongcheng to play, and they go to those stores to check in and drink.

After hesitating for a moment, Mu Qiu finally moved his footsteps and walked towards a bar called 'One-Station'.

Important digression: At noon on the 16th, "I drifted away after marrying the richest man in the city" was officially launched. Are everyone's book coins ready?