The two took the elevator to the company cafeteria on the 7th floor for lunch. When Li Li pressed the elevator button, he caught a glimpse of Han Zhan's right hand again out of the corner of his eye.

Thinking of the gossipy and disgusting faces of those people on the forum when they talked about Han Zhan's right hand, Li Li felt a little unhappy. He had been silent the whole time. When the elevator was about to reach the ninth floor, he suddenly asked, "Mr. Han, your hand..."

Li Li couldn't continue after just opening the conversation.

He carefully gauged Han Zhan's reaction. Han Zhan never took off his gloves in public, which showed that his disabled right hand was always a pain in his heart. Li Li couldn't bear to poke Han Zhan's wound.

Li Li only started the conversation once before falling silent again. Han Zhan lowered his eyes to glance at him. Seeing Li Li's hesitant and guilty look, Han Zhan finished what he hadn't finished saying: "You want to ask how my finger was broken?"

Li Li nodded hesitantly, "Can I ask?"

Han Zhan's mind flashed through some tragic images. He closed his eyes and whispered, "When the earthquake hit Bijiang City, the roads, water, and electricity were cut off. We were the soldiers closest to the epicenter."

"The entire team was ordered to go to Bijiang City to rescue victims trapped at the earthquake site. While we were rescuing people, an aftershock occurred. While trying to protect someone, my right hand was crushed by a concrete slab." After a pause, Han Zhan said expressionlessly, "...it lasted for sixty hours."

For nearly three days, his right hand was pressed under the cement slab, and the tissue had long since died. To protect his right hand from infection, the doctor, with Han Aoyu's consent, amputated two of Han Zhan's fingers. "When I woke up, my fingers had already been amputated."

When Han Zhan woke up and learned that his fingers had been amputated and he would never again be able to hold a gun or serve his country, he felt as if he had been struck by lightning. Even when the aftershocks hit and the building tilted and fell on him, he had never felt such pain and despair.

That was the darkest moment in Han Zhan's life.

After hearing this, Li Li was filled with emotion. When the Bijiang earthquake occurred, he was just an ordinary college student, but Mr. Han had already gone to the scene to help with the rescue.

"So what did you do in the army?"

Perhaps it was because he touched upon Han Zhan's most taboo thing, the man's bright and clear eyes dimmed visibly, and the smile disappeared from his face, which always looked as calm as water.

Li Li realized that he had said the wrong thing and felt very upset. "I said the wrong thing..."

The door opened, and Han Zhan stepped out of the elevator. Li Li heard three words floating into the elevator and into his ears -

"Sniper."

Li Li's eyes suddenly widened.

His feet were nailed to the elevator and he couldn't move.

Sniper!

For a sniper, losing the index and middle fingers of his right hand is truly heartbreaking!

Not hearing the sound of Li Li's footsteps catching up, Han Zhan turned back impatiently, raised his eyebrows and asked him: "Why aren't you catching up yet? Why do you like taking the elevator so much?" While the elevator door was not completely closed, Li Li quickly got out of the elevator sideways and went to the cafeteria side by side with Han Zhan.

The canteen of Zeus Airlines is famous for its delicious food and beautiful environment. It has been rated as the No. 1 company canteen in Wangdong City by an authoritative magazine. Although it is the company canteen of Zeus Airlines, it also serves non-company diners.

The restaurant is divided into a Chinese restaurant area, a Western restaurant and a Japanese restaurant. Li Li and Han Zhan planned to eat in the Chinese restaurant area. As they passed through the cafeteria hall, they were stared at and talked about by many employees.

Noticing the look of his employees, Li Li teased Han Zhan, "See, this is the daily life after marrying the number one socialite. You have to get used to it."

Han Zhan listened without comment and had a dull expression.

Li Li felt guilty for having opened Han Zhan's wounds just now, and wanted to do something to please Han Zhan. Han Zhan was about to reach out for the plate when his arm was suddenly held down by Li Li. Han Zhan raised an eyebrow at Li Li and asked, "Hmm?"

Li Li was a flatterer and said, "Go sit down and I'll get you some food."

Knowing that Li Li was feeling bad and wanted to cheer him up, Han Zhan did not refuse, "Thank you."

Han Zhan sat down in his usual seat.

In the entire company, no one except Li Li's team knew Han Zhan's true identity. After he sat down, the other executives couldn't help but peek at him. After reading the revelations on the forum, they still couldn't believe that Song Ci would really marry Han Zhan.

Han Zhan is a handsome man who is considered the best in the company, but apart from his face, he seems to have no other advantages.

Family background?

Although he is not short of money, he is not rich either. He drives an ordinary Volvo. Not to mention, he has a disabled hand.

What did Song Ci want from him by marrying him?

Everyone's gazes were intense, and Han Zhan wasn't blind; there was no way he hadn't noticed. He pulled his phone from his pocket and placed it on the table. Turning around and glancing at his colleagues, who were all lowering their heads and pretending to be ostriches, Han Zhan said in an unusually calm tone, "It's just a disability in my hand, not impotence. So why can't I get married?" It was a werewolf!

There was silence in the cafeteria.

Everyone was embarrassed because they didn't expect Han Zhan to be so frank.

The silence lasted only three or four seconds before being broken by a man. "Mr. Han, are you really married to Song Ci?" The man who spoke was the deputy manager of Bei Zhan's department. He had no idea that Han Zhan was the company's boss. But because Han Zhan was highly regarded by General Manager Li, he had to address him respectfully as Mr. Han.

Han Zhan nodded and admitted generously: "Yes."

Seeing Han Zhan admit it, everyone gasped.

It’s actually true!

Song Ci actually married Han Zhan!

"Mr. Han, you're amazing." Someone gave Han Zhan a thumbs-up, feeling a mixture of envy and jealousy. "You've managed to win over the person the Second Young Master of East Sichuan has been pursuing for months! Mr. Han, you've brought honor to our company."

That being said, everyone was unconvinced. In their opinion, aside from their looks, they were no less impressive than Han Zhan. How could a beauty like Song Ci marry Han Zhan? It was truly incomprehensible.

A middle-aged married man also asked curiously, "Mr. Han, how did you win over Song Ci? I heard that she is very difficult to win over, and there are many rich young men who have pursued her."

Han Zhan pointed to his face and said modestly, "Nothing else, she said I look like what she likes."

Everyone: “…”

The second young master from eastern Sichuan would vomit blood if he heard this.

Han Zhan used his thick skin to calm the situation, and everyone lowered their heads and ate in silence.

Han Zhan decided to take the initiative to talk to his grandfather about his marriage, as it would only be a matter of time. Grandpa Han Aoyu was a very interesting old man, and his WeChat profile picture was very festive: a picture of him holding a basket of tomatoes in his hands and laughing at the camera.

He looks like an old farmer.

Han Zhan found the farmer's profile picture on WeChat, typed a message, and sent it: "Grandpa, I'm getting married." After dropping a depth charge, Han Zhan was finally satisfied.