Holding Song Ci in his arms, Han Zhan rested his chin on top of her head and told her, "Cibao, when the Ferris wheel is built, come with me to take a ride. I'll take you to the highest point of Yulong Mountain and see this city."
"good!"
Hearing Han Zhan say this, Song Ci's blood boiled.
Han Zhan took Song Ci's hand and walked towards the manor.
As they walked, he introduced: "This mountain is a gift given to me by Godmother Mo Yao when I came of age."
When Song Ci heard that this piece of mountain was given by Mo Yao, she no longer felt strange. "Godmother treats you very well."
"They only have me as their godson, so naturally they like me."
Jin Luolan was too busy with her career to have children, and Di Rongrong, having lost a child before, was psychologically traumatized by the thought of another pregnancy and also had no children.
Mo Yao wanted to have a child, but she had never been able to get pregnant. Han Zhan was their only son, how could they not love him?
Ever since he was found by his grandfather, Han Zhan has been spoiled by everyone.
When Han Zhan was eighteen years old, that is, in 2006, the phenomenon of domestic housing and land speculation was not as pathological as it is now, but land was still valuable.
With just one move, she gave Han Zhan a piece of land. Mo Yao's godmother really loved Han Zhan.
Song Ci pretended to be angry and questioned Han Zhan: "You actually secretly built a manor without my knowledge. When did you start building it?"
Han Zhan: "When Madam Mu was still alive, I asked someone to design this house."
So early?
Han Zhan explained, "Do you remember that when Madam Mu was pregnant, she fell down the stairs and had a miscarriage due to heavy bleeding, and she almost lost her life. At that time, I made up my mind to move to a bigger house, the kind with an elevator."
There are also several real estate development companies in Wangdong City, which have built several large villas with elevators. Han Zhan went to see them and was not satisfied with any of them.
Unable to find one that satisfied him, he had to hire someone to design one himself.
Han Zhan told Song Ci, "Our previous duplex is too small, and we're going to have two more kids soon, so we won't be able to accommodate them anymore. This place will be completely completed before the end of the year. The new house will be vacant for another year, and we'll move in before next Spring Festival."
Han Zhan felt quite regretful. He said, "You're about to give birth, and the house has just been built."
Song Ci stared at her big belly and said, "It doesn't matter. We can move to a bigger house so the children will have a place to play in the future. Besides, we are still young. Who can guarantee that we will not have a second child in the future?"
"That depends on you." Han Zhan's family is wealthy. Even if Song Ci gave birth to a football team of children, Han Zhan could train them to become talents.
However, this body belongs to Song Ci, and whether he is willing to be reborn or not, we have to respect Song Ci's thoughts.
The heavily guarded gate opened with a bang.
Song Ci looked up and saw a guitar-shaped fountain square.
Han Zhan took Song Ci into the manor.
Song Ci stood in front of the fountain square and looked around the scenery in the manor.
To the left of the fountain is a garden and leisure area, and to the right is an artificial lake. It takes three or four minutes to walk from the manor gate to the main building of the manor.
The building is three stories high, with two curved staircases on the left and right sides of the building, leading from the first floor to the second floor.
Han Zhan took Song Ci's hand and walked into the lobby on the first floor.
As soon as he entered, Song Ci was stunned by the ten-meter-high circular dome hall.
She looked up at the arc-shaped dome above her head.
The dome is designed with translucent glass, which is bright during the day and feels like being outdoors.
There is a sky full of stars printed on the glass.
Seeing Song Ci staring at the stars in a daze, Han Zhan told Song Ci: "Those stars have a light-absorbing effect. At night, they will light up. When you look up, it will be like looking at the summer night sky."
Song Ci was shocked.
It turned out that the reports in the magazine were all true. Han Zhan's mansion really had a starry sky dome hall that was as exquisite and beautiful as a Western church.
Han Zhan snapped his fingers.
Above the dome, an arc-shaped sunshade suddenly rose, blocking out the daylight.
The door behind them was also closed, and the hall, which had been bright just a moment ago, suddenly fell into day and night.
Han Zhan's pleasant low voice sounded softly beside Song Ci's ear: "Cibao, look up."
Song Ci looked up obediently.
When she looked up, she saw the Milky Way. The Milky Way universe was reflected on the dome, which was incredibly beautiful.
Those stars are still blinking.
Song Ci almost suffocated. Faced with the absolutely beautiful scenery, Song Ci was at a loss for words and blurted out: "Oh my god, it's so beautiful."
Han Zhan laughed out loud and told her, "This is my inspiration. I told the designer about it and he added it."
Under the starlight, Han Zhan suddenly bent towards Song Ci and stretched out his right hand, like a noble and elegant gentleman, inviting Song Ci.
"Mrs. Han, would you please do me the honor of dancing with me?"
Song Ci suppressed her laughter and placed her left hand on Han Zhan's palm.
Han Zhan put his other hand on Song Ci's waist, and he danced a waltz with the pregnant Song Ci under the starlight.
After the dance, Han Zhan held Song Ci's cheeks with both hands.
He kissed Song Ci's lips.
After the kiss, Han Zhan suddenly mentioned, "Cibao, do you remember what happened at your birthday party? That day, you walked past the crowd, brushed past them, and walked straight to me. You smiled at me, your eyes shining brightly, and I saw stars in your eyes."
At that time, Han Zhan felt that Song porcelain's eyes were more charming than the stars. So when the designer asked him for the theme of the dome pattern, Han Zhan told him without hesitation that he wanted the stars in Song porcelain's eyes.
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