After Marrying the City's Richest Man, I Got Carried Away

#Shock! First Socialite Song Ci Married Han Zhan, a Level 10 Disabled Person!#

Everyone mocked Song Ci for being blind, refusing to marry the rich and handsome Second Young Master of Chuandon...

Chapter 204 Zeus International Boss Lady

Liang Bo immediately thought of the photo taken at noon today. He quickly raised his right hand and swore: "Mr. Han, please rest assured. I will definitely avoid suspicion in the future!"

"Yeah." Han Zhan didn't say anything else.

There was no conversation along the way. When they arrived at the gate of Han Zhan Community, Liang Bo's assistant stopped the car.

Han Zhan got out of the car, stood beside the car and put on his windbreaker to keep warm, then walked around to the other side and opened Song Ci's door.

Han Zhan bent down and picked up Song Ci's evening bag, stuffed the small and exquisite bag into his wide windbreaker pocket, then gently held Song Ci in his arms and got out of the car.

Liang Bo witnessed Han Zhan carrying Song Ci away from him. He said, "Huh, why is this man so scary?"

The assistant hummed and rubbed his arms. He said, "Bo'er, my arm muscles have been tense all the way driving. Mr. Han is so scary. He doesn't look like a scary person."

Liang Bo shook his head, "What do you know? This is called aura. What is aura? It kills people without them even noticing!"

Hengheng quickly started the car and left this place of trouble.

"Mr. Han, why are you back so late?" The security guard recognized Han Zhan and saw that Han Zhan was holding someone in his arms and it was inconvenient for him to open the door, so he took the initiative to help Han Zhan open the door.

Han Zhan nodded, thanked the security guard, and carried Song Ci to their own building. Song Ci was a deep sleeper and did not wake up all the way home. When they arrived at the door, Han Zhan had to wake Song Ci up because he had to open the door.

Song Ci woke up when Han Zhan placed her on the ground. She stood with her back against the wall, wearing a long black trench coat, her long hair flowing freely, her lips radiating lust.

Han Zhan stared at Song Ci for a while before taking out the key to open the door.

Han Zhan suddenly said, "Let's change the lock. This lock is still inconvenient."

Song Ci raised her head lazily, glanced at Han Zhan sideways, and then lowered her head again, as if she didn't want to pay any attention to him, and any further glance at him would be considered disgust.

Han Zhan opened the door, turned on the light first, and then motioned Song Ci to come in.

Song Ci walked into the house holding her skirt, her high heels making clattering sounds on the floor.

She didn't change her shoes, and the soles of her shoes were not dirty, and she just walked into the living room.

Han Zhan changed his shoes and looked up to see Song Ci standing in the middle of the living room taking off her coat.

The black coat slipped off her fair shoulders, the hem dragging on the ground. She raised her head slightly, her long hair falling behind her shoulders. Under the light, Song Porcelain's skin glowed white. Han Zhan stared at her, his Adam's apple unable to help but roll up and down several times.

He lowered his head, hiding the lust in his eyes, for fear of scaring Song Ci.

Han Zhan bent down to pick up Song Ci's coat. When he looked up, he found that Song Ci was staring at him, with her eyes narrowed for some reason. Han Zhan asked her, "Why are you looking at me like that?"

Song Ci suddenly said, "Han Zhan."

She tilted her head back slightly, her cheek close to Han Zhan's, her breath tickling his ear. Song Ci: "Have you ever thought about what would happen if we broke up one day? I wouldn't just eat with Liang Bo, I might also eat with Zhang Bo and Li Bo. We wouldn't just eat together, we'd kiss and do..." Before she could even utter the word "love," Han Zhan grabbed Song Ci's throat with his left hand.

The hand was pinching Song Ci's white and thin throat, and it could break it with a little force.

Han Zhan's thumb rested on Song Ci's chin. His left hand pinched Song Ci's throat and lifted it up. Song Ci was forced to look up at Han Zhan.

Han Zhan's eyes turned red without him noticing. He suddenly lowered his head and bit Song Ci, his movements rough and his eyes evil and paranoid.

Song Ci was pushed by Han Zhan and staggered backward, her back leaning against the cold TV wall.

Song Ci saw wolf-like cruelty in Han Zhan's eyes.

Han Zhan lifted her legs and placed them on his legs.

Song Ci felt a little cold.

She thought that if Han Zhan continued, she would never forgive him. Just when Song Ci thought Han Zhan would completely lose control, Han Zhan suddenly stopped.

Holding Song Ci's face in his hands, Han Zhan's rough left thumb pressed against the corner of Song Ci's eye. He lowered his head and leaned against Song Ci's forehead. Han Zhan admitted his mistake humbly: "Song Ci, I apologize to you. I shouldn't have lied to you and was so despicable. You are right. Whether you love someone or use someone, you should be open and honest."

"Brother Han, I'm sorry to disappoint you."

The words 'Brother Han has disappointed you' struck Song Ci's heart.

Song Ci suddenly burst into tears.

"Han Zhan, do you know how good you are in my heart? I used to think that if there really were angels in this world, that angel would definitely be the image of Han Zhan in my heart."

"When I knew your despicable thoughts, the angel in my heart collapsed. Han Zhan, I admire you so much, how could you be so bad? You can use me openly, but you deceive my feelings, what kind of man are you!" Han Zhan really disappointed Song Ci.

Song Ci's words were like a hammer, nailing Han Zhan to the sofa, unable to move.

His mind was blank.

She said she regarded him as an angel.

But he destroyed that angel with his own hands.

"Han Zhan!" Song Ci grabbed the collar of Han Zhan's sweater. She buried her head in Han Zhan's arms and cried, "Han Zhan, please give my angel back to me, okay?"

Hearing this, Han Zhan's heart was broken.

"I'm sorry, Cibao. I'm sorry. I was possessed by a ghost, and my heart is not right. I swear I will never lie to you again." Han Zhan carried Song Ci to the sofa and sat down. He hugged Song Ci like a child. "Can you forgive this despicable me? Just give me this one chance, okay?"

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