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 242: You bastard, are you capable of touching me?

He said to Bede, "Save her, don't let her die."

Bed performed chest compressions for more than ten seconds, but Song Ci still showed no response. Seeing this, Bed said, "Artificial respiration is necessary."

Bede pinched Song Ci's nose and was about to give her artificial respiration. Suddenly, Valan grabbed Bede's shoulders and said with disgust, "Why are you kissing her? She's so dirty!"

After saying that, Ah Rang pinched Song Ci's nose, put his mouth close to it with disgust, and gave Song Ci artificial respiration himself.

Bed:?

If it's dirty, then what are you doing?

Song Ci: "Ahem!"

She vomited a few mouthfuls of water and woke up.

Seeing Valan's face enlarged in front of him, Song Ci frowned and pushed Valan away.

"roll!"

Song Ci wiped his mouth vigorously, quickly knelt beside the lifeboat, scooped up sea water with his hands, drank it into his mouth, and quickly rinsed his mouth.

Valan sat aside, looking at her with an unfathomable expression.

When they got back to the boat, the first thing Valjean said was, "Bring me a toothbrush. I just kissed a bug and my mouth stinks."

When Song Ci heard what Arang said, he pretended not to hear it and returned to the cabin.

Returning to her room, Song Ci took a shower, put on dry new clothes, and wrapped herself in a thin blanket.

After a while, the quilt suddenly trembled, followed by Song Ci's aggrieved and frightened cry.

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It was dark, and Bed came to inform Song Ci to go for dinner.

Song Ci pretended to be deaf and dumb and said nothing.

Bede didn't urge him any further.

Late at night, Song Ci was hungry.

She had eaten with Du Xueyan yesterday at noon. Dozens of hours had passed and Song Ci was already starving.

She secretly got up and went to the kitchen on the boat, only to see that there was a lock on the refrigerator!

Song Ci was so angry that she ran back to the house and covered herself with the quilt to hypnotize herself and continue sleeping.

The next morning, Bed came to call Song Ci to eat again. This time, Song Ci did not make a fuss and went to the restaurant obediently.

Valancienne was wearing a white suit, sitting at the dining table, eating breakfast elegantly by himself.

However, there were five red finger marks on the man's left cheek.

Song Ci pulled out a chair and sat down, the wind blew her hair, and this scene seemed somewhat touching to Valang.

Valan put down his knife and fork and said to Song Ci, "Is this how you seduced Hof?"

Song Ci showed a confused look. "How did I seduce him?"

Argen pointed his finger at Song Ci and said, "Just like that, deliberately strike a nice pose and let the wind blow your hair up, just like in a commercial."

A question mark slowly appeared above Song Ci's head.

"There's nothing I can do. My sister-in-law is naturally beautiful. She doesn't need to be pretentious. She's attractive enough."

If she really wanted to seduce someone, Valjean would have been taken to her bed by now.

The word "sister-in-law" made Arang's eyes change slightly.

"I heard that the Chinese have a saying."

Song Ci: "There are so many common sayings, which one are you referring to?"

Valan: "Nothing tastes better than dumplings, and nothing is more fun than my sister-in-law."

Song Ci choked on a mouthful of bread.

Valan considerately handed her a glass of water and comforted her: "Don't be so surprised, I'm not interested in women like you."

"Oh."

Valjean: "Have you ever beaten Hof?"

Song Ci: "I slapped him once."

Valjean showed an interested expression. He sat forward, his hands crossed and his elbows resting on the table.

Argen rested his chin on the back of his hand, blinked at Song Ci, and asked with innocent curiosity: "Why? Did Hoff cheat on her?"

Song Ci: "Why should I tell you?"

Arang's eyes turned cold.

He stood up and left, saying, "From now on, eat on time. Don't have to keep asking for treats at every meal."

"besides."

Song Ci looked up and met Arang's look of contempt.

Valan: "The way you rummaged through the kitchen was really cowardly."

Song Ci clenched his knife and fork, resisting the urge to hit someone.

They continued sailing on the sea for several days but still had not reached their destination.

Song Ci and Arang were tired of each other. In the next few days, Arang was either fishing or diving, and he lived a wonderful life.

Song Ci has no mobile phone and no friends. He eats and sleeps every day and is extremely bored.

After sailing on the sea for another three or four days, they finally entered the Strait of Gibraltar.

This is the only entrance from the Atlantic Ocean to the Mediterranean Sea.

Song Ci thought they would enter the Mediterranean through the Strait of Gibraltar, but after receiving a phone call, Valan took Song Ci directly off the boat.

They docked in Spain, took a few hours' drive, and then reboarded the ship at a Spanish port near the Mediterranean Sea.

Song Ci guessed why Arang did this.

"Are you afraid that someone will intercept the ship in the Strait of Gibraltar?" If Han Zhan and her grandfather couldn't find her whereabouts, they would definitely guess who took her away.

The safest and most hidden route from the United States to Italy is to take a boat across the Atlantic Ocean and then return to Italy via the Mediterranean Sea.

The sea is vast, and even if Han Zhan wants to save people, it is like looking for a needle in a haystack, and it is difficult to find their whereabouts.

The Strait of Gibraltar has checkpoints, making it easy for Han Zhan to discover it.

Valang was not surprised that Song Ci guessed the truth.

"So what? I win if he doesn't find you." Valanciunas was ordered to capture Song Ci and was about to arrive in Italy. Valanciunas' mission was about to be completed.

After spending a few days together, Song Ci vaguely understood Valan's temper. When he was happy, Song Ci would ask him a few more questions.

He was unhappy, and Song Ci had better disappear as far away as possible, otherwise she would become the target of Valang's frustration.

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