Wow, no wonder this car has become the world's best-selling car. It's so smart, who can not love it?
Yulong Building has become a new internet celebrity destination in Wangdong City. The square is full of tourists who come to take photos and check in. The small vendors selling balloons and candied haws are doing a booming business and are all grinning from ear to ear.
Song Ci walked to the square in front of the building and looked up at the four majestic words on the roof of the building -
Zeus International.
A noble and domineering aura came to my face!
She felt a surge of pride in her heart. This was her man's property! Her man was truly amazing, amazing in every way.
Han Zhan's office was located on the east side of the top floor of the building, covering approximately 200 square meters. Besides his office area, the rest of the top floor was filled with various meeting rooms and reception rooms of varying sizes.
Han Zhan's office was decorated in the same black and white style, creating a dignified, yet understated, luxurious atmosphere. He seemed to love floor-to-ceiling windows. Except for the load-bearing columns and walls, all other walls were made into large floor-to-ceiling windows. The electric, remote-controlled curtains were all drawn, allowing for bright light.
Song Ci discovered that he had used half a wall to separate an independent space in his office, which was designed as a children's playground. It had children's basketball hoops, ocean balls, a heated swimming pool, and a Lego play area.
Song Ci stared at the children's playground with a surprised expression. She couldn't help but turn around and tease Han Zhan: "Brother Han, you are preparing a children's playground in your office. Are you planning to be the director of a nursery?"
Hearing Song Ci's words, Han Zhan said, "Don't be so mean, this is for our children."
Song Ci had already guessed it.
But she was curious, "Why prepare a children's playground in the office?"
"It's convenient for you to bring your children over to play. If you are on a business trip or going out to play alone, you can leave the children with me and I will take care of them." Han Zhan arranged everything clearly.
Song Ci said subconsciously: "I like children very much. How could I leave him alone to be free and unrestrained?"
"It's too early to say that." Han Zhan picked up a basketball on the ground and threw it into the small basket.
He caught the ball, staring at the young and beautiful Song Ci, and said earnestly, "I know you like children, but Cibao, you're not even 23 yet, and you're still a playful child yourself. But from conceiving a child to raising a child, it's far more difficult and boring than you think. If the child has a bad temper and annoys you every day, you'll always feel depressed and want to leave the child alone to relax."
"At that time, I will be the only one to take care of the children." Taking these issues into consideration, Han Zhan specially asked someone to prepare a children's playground in the office to be prepared for any eventuality.
Song Ci knew that Han Zhan was right. Liking children was one thing, but being able to patiently raise them was another.
Song Ci felt warmed by Han Zhan's thoughtful consideration and felt that she was very happy to have married a good man who loved her.
But she was not a serious person. She looked at Han Zhan with amusement, shaking her head and clicking her tongue non-stop. "The once mature and steady overbearing CEO has suddenly become a milk-bottle-carrying dad. Is this a distortion of human nature or a decline of morality?"
Han Zhan threw the basketball to Song Ci.
Song Ci caught the basketball and heard Han Zhan say, "It's the power of love."
Song Ci's eyes grew darker. "You love me," she said with certainty.
Han Zhan looked at her deeply and did not deny it.
Song Ci's heart was filled with joy. This feeling of still being able to feel heart-pounding after being married for several months was truly sweet. Song Ci crossed her arms and continued to look around the office, noticing a leather bed placed behind a glass screen.
Song Ci walked over to the double bed and sat down. Her posture was as elegant and noble as a swan. "I guess this bed is what you prepared for your secretary." Song Ci deliberately wronged Han Zhan.
Han Zhan took off his suit jacket and walked towards Song Ci at a lightning speed. When he got to Song Ci, Han Zhan pinched her chin with his left hand, lifted her cheek and made her look up at him.
Han Zhan pressed his gloved thumb against Song Ci's lips and hinted to her, "Secretary Song, it's time to fulfill your duties."
The call of "Secretary Song" made Song Ci's whole body numb.
Secretary Song's emotions were stirred upside down, but her expression was calm. She glared at Han Zhan, put her hands on his arms, and asked him, "Han Zhan, my salary is very high. Can you afford it?"
Han Zhan: "I'll give you my life, is that enough?"
Song Ci curled her lips, "There's no chance." Then, she thought of the time Han Zhan nearly died in an earthquake while trying to save her. Her heart trembled, and she quickly changed her words, "Who cares about your life? I don't want you to give it to me."
How could she have deserved this?
Han Zhan then said, "Then, will you give me to you?"
"I want this!"
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After finishing with Han Zhan, Song Ci recalled what had happened just now. She sighed, "Brother Han, you are so gentle today." He treated her like a pigeon egg and didn't even dare to use any strength to touch her.
Han Zhan held her waist, his chin resting on Song Ci's head. He said, "I don't dare to do anything rash, for fear that you will really get pregnant."
Song Ci smiled and fell asleep in Han Zhan's arms.
After waking up, Han Zhan took Song Ci to eat barbecue. Song Ci ate the meat with big mouthfuls, feeling guilty, "I will get fat if I keep eating like this."
"I'll lose weight after I have the baby."
"...All right."
Under the pretext of raising a child, Song Ci ate a plate of pork belly, a plate of beef, and a serving of leeks and eggs. After dinner, the two of them went to Li Yao's clothing store and picked up the dresses they were going to wear tomorrow.
The next morning, Song Ci woke up and found her pants were dirty. She was a little discouraged when she found out her period had come. She couldn't help but tell Song Fei, "Song Fei, my period is here, but I'm not pregnant."
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