Song Ci quickly raised her finger to her lips, "Shh!"

Zhong Buhui guessed the reason why Song Ci turned off the power, and she was a little amused. "Okay, I won't tell anyone."

Song Ci: "Thank you, Uncle Zhong."

Zhong Buhui returned to the living room and heard Han Aoyu say, "Buhui, is there a power outage, or is there a circuit breaker at home?"

"Maybe the circuit breaker is tripped. The circuit is aging. I'll go check what's wrong." Zhong Buhui smiled at Song Ci, then went to the tool room to get the tools and pretended to check them.

Song Ci came back from the bathroom and said to Han Aoyu, "Looks like we can't watch the movie."

"Then we'll watch it tonight."

Han Aoyu dragged Shen Yubei to chat again, completely forgetting about the movie. Shen Yubei and Han Aoyu moved to the tea room to drink tea. He caught a glimpse of Song Ci secretly taking out the sample, and couldn't help but curl up the corner of his mouth into a smile.

Little fox!

After lunch, Shen Yubei stood up and said goodbye.

Song Ci went to see Shen Yubei off and left the house. When Han Aoyu could no longer hear her, Song Ci asked Shen Yubei, "Teacher, how are you and Rongrong's godmother doing now?"

Shen Yubei's ears turned red, and he stammered, "Don't you know that she is? She is very clingy. I asked her to stay away from me, but she always finds various reasons to appear in front of me."

Song Ci laughed muffledly, thinking: If Godmother Rongrong doesn't appear in front of you, I'm afraid you will be panicked and scared, and then find a reason to appear in front of her.

Song Ci smiled and said, "Teacher, when you get married, I will give you a big red envelope."

Shen Yubei blushed, and became angry and scolded Song Ci: "Shut up, how can you make fun of the teacher like this!"

"hey-hey."

Song Ci sent Shen Yubei away, then took the sample back to the room and looked through the sample on his laptop.

Seeing the fairy-like woman in the movie, Song Ci couldn't help but walk to the dressing mirror and look at herself now.

After she became pregnant, her family members always cooked delicious food for her in various ways. Song Ci was not the type of person who could eat a lot without gaining weight. After a few months, she gained dozens of pounds.

Before she got pregnant, Song Ci, who was just over 1.7 meters tall, weighed only 100 kilograms. Now, in her eighth month of pregnancy, she has gained 30 kilograms!

She will continue to gain weight!

Song Ci pinched her round face, double chin, and fat legs, feeling suffocated.

When Han Zhan came home that night, he saw Song Ci sitting on the bed, looking through her old photos. He tilted his head to glance at the photos on Song Ci's phone and said, "Why do you always look at old photos?"

Song Ci said, "I felt that I was particularly beautiful at that time."

"You are beautiful now, too."

Although Song Ci has gained weight, her facial features are still there, so she is still a fat beauty.

Song Ci was not comforted by Han Zhan's words.

Song Ci threw away her phone, climbed out of bed, and stood barefoot on the wooden floor.

Song Ci turned around in front of Han Zhan so that Han Zhan could look at her 360 degrees.

Han Zhan:?

"What are you doing? Spinning in circles?" Han Zhan couldn't keep up with Song Ci's train of thought.

Song Ci pointed at her double chin and fat thighs and asked Han Zhan, "Brother Han, you said being a little fat is cute. Am I cute now?"

Han Zhan looked at Song Ci deeply and said, "Of course she's cute."

"How cute?"

Han Zhan racked his brains and thought, "Round and cute?" Like a baby panda.

Song Dynasty porcelain was like being struck by lightning.

She was about to cry.

That night, Song Ci didn't say much, and Han Zhan was tired from work and didn't notice the change in Song Ci's mood.

Song Ci was depressed for many days. By the time Han Zhan realized the seriousness of the problem, Song Ci's condition had become very bad.

It was late one night that I discovered that Song Ci was in a bad mental state.

That night, Han Zhan returned home around 11:00 PM. He quietly opened the door and saw Song Ci sitting at the head of the bed, still awake.

Han Zhan was a little surprised to see that Song Ci was still awake.

Han Zhan turned on the light. "Cibao, why aren't you sleeping yet? Are you waiting for me?"

Song Ci raised his head and looked at Han Zhan with a gloomy expression and scrutinizing eyes.

Han Zhan felt that Song Ci's eyes were a little strange.

Song Ci got up from the bed, walked barefoot to Han Zhan's side, put her nose to Han Zhan's neck and sniffed.

Song Ci smelled the alcohol and said in a bad tone, "You've been drinking."

Han Zhan felt sorry. He said, "I promised to quit drinking, but I was so happy to see an old friend today that I couldn't help but drink a little with him."

Song Ci suddenly said, "I called your assistant this afternoon."

Han Zhan: "Hmm?"

Song Ci said, "Your assistant said you were off work at five in the afternoon. But when I called you at six, you said you were busy."

Han Zhan was stunned for a moment, realizing that Song Ci was suspicious of him. His eyebrows twitched, and he felt a little annoyed, but also a little amused.

"I did get off work at five o'clock because a friend of mine came to Wangdong City and called me to ask me out for dinner."

"Do you remember? I told you before that I had a very good friend in high school. After graduating from the college entrance examination, he and I joined the army. He came to Wangdong City with his wife and children today. We haven't seen each other for many years, and we are good brothers, so I left work early and hosted a banquet for them."

Han Zhan explained it very clearly, but Song Ci seemed to be stuck in a dead end and still doubted Han Zhan.

Song Ci asked, "Then why didn't you take me with you? Are you really going to see a friend?" Song Ci began to complain, saying, "In the past few months, you haven't taken me with you when you go to meet friends or attend cocktail parties!"

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