The air was filled with heat. Next to Song Ci stood a few passengers waiting for the bus, including some girls, all wearing beautiful dresses. Song Ci's face was tanned and red, but she looked particularly charming.
Han Zhan was hesitating whether to stop the car when Song Ci suddenly looked towards him.
Han Zhan was sure that Song Ci must have seen him.
Because she has bright eyes.
Like there are stars.
The appearance of Song Dynasty porcelain here may be accidental or intentional.
Han Zhan didn't delve into it.
He only knew that Song Ci was not a stranger, but the trainee pilot who flew his plane, his work partner, and the person in whose hands he would be able to safely and boldly put his life in in the future.
The car finally stopped in front of Song Ci.
Song Ci bent down, trying to see the person inside the car window clearly.
The passenger window slowly lowered in front of Song Ci, revealing the man's firm and deep profile.
Seeing Han Zhan's appearance clearly, Song Ci's face naturally showed some surprise. "Mr. Han?" She seemed surprised by Han Zhan's appearance.
Young girls these days are incredibly resourceful. Han Zhan wasn't sure if Song Ci was waiting here on purpose or if it was just a coincidence, so his attitude towards her was polite but not enthusiastic, with just the right amount of distance.
Han Zhan asked Song Ci: "Miss Song, are you waiting for a car?"
Song Ci smiled, her eyes curved, beautiful and charming. "Yes, there are too many people queuing up for a ride now. There are more than 20 people ahead of me." As she spoke, Song Ci's voice became softer and softer. "Mr. Han, can you give me a ride?"
Afraid that Han Zhan would refuse, Song Ci said, "Take me to the city center. You can get off anywhere. It's easy to get a taxi there."
How could Han Zhan just throw a girl on the street?
"Come up first."
There were two large suitcases in the trunk, and Han Zhan asked Song Ci to put the luggage directly on the back seat of the car. Song Ci had a lot of things on a business trip, including clothes and skin care products, so she had to use a large suitcase to pack them.
Once the boxes were put in place, there was almost no room for anyone to sit in the back.
Seeing that Song Ci was still planning to sit in the back, Han Zhan glanced at the empty passenger seat, turned around and said to Song Ci, "Why don't you sit in the front?"
The front passenger seat is usually occupied by wives and girlfriends, so Song Ci sat in the back to avoid suspicion.
Hearing Han Zhan's words, Song Ci didn't act pretentiously. She closed the back door, opened the passenger door, sat down confidently, and took the initiative to fasten her seat belt.
Song Ci sat in a well-behaved position, and the first thing she said after getting in the car was, "I heard that the front passenger seat is for girlfriends and wives. Mr. Han, don't you know that?" She said this to clarify Han Zhan's previous words. It was also a subtle hint at Han Zhan's relationship status.
Are you single, married, or have a girlfriend?
Han Zhan said, "It's just a seat, why are you saying that?"
Song Ci thought that this was not right. If she said that, Han Zhan should have said something about whether he had a girlfriend or not.
It was a bad idea.
In her previous life, when Song Ci was 23, Zeus Aviation transformed into Zeus International. When she was 24, Han Zhan made his first public appearance as the head of Zeus International.
He seemed to appear out of nowhere, and as soon as he appeared, the entire Wangdong City surrendered to him.
At 34, Han Zhan was already the richest man in Wangdong City. Although he was already over 30, he was still single. It was said that the richest man had a hand disability and could not write or eat with his right hand, so he was left-handed.
Despite his disability, there are still countless women and even some men who want to throw themselves at him.
But Han Zhan never accepted any of his suitors.
In her previous life, after the hijacking incident, Song Ci had the good fortune to meet Han Zhan again. At that time, he was the director of a charity sanatorium. He was blind and had a disabled hand, but he was a very patient and cultured man.
Song Ci was a violinist who was invited to perform at a charity event at the sanatorium.
Han Zhan loved listening to Song Ci's violin. Every time Song Ci went, he would see Han Zhan standing quietly under a tree in the park, holding a thermos cup in his hand. After several visits, the two gradually became familiar with each other and became good friends.
Until the year Song Ci died, the position next to Mr. Richest Man remained vacant. Song Ci was not sure if Han Zhan had a girlfriend now. Even if he did, it was all over.
Song Ci felt that Han Zhan couldn't have never been in a relationship before, and he didn't look asexual. Perhaps he just had high expectations and many problems, so he couldn't find the perfect match.
But at this time, the two of them were actually not familiar with each other at all, and they had nothing to talk about even when they were riding in the same car.
When they were almost in the city, Han Zhan broke the silence and asked Song Ci inquiringly, "It's so hot and sunny outside. Where does Miss Song live? Let me take you home." He was very gentlemanly.
This is what Song Ci has been waiting for.
Song Ci hesitated for a moment before smiling apologetically and politely replied to Han Zhan: "I live in Jinshan District, the capital of Zijing. I'm sorry to have caused trouble to Mr. Han."
Han Zhan: "Just on the way."
Song Ci didn't know whether it was on the way or not, so she naturally wouldn't be stupid enough to ask Han Zhan where he lived.
Song Ci didn't know where Han Zhan lived now, but she knew that Han Zhan would live in Yulong Mountain in two years. The entire mountain would be his territory alone, which was so noble and luxurious.
Wangdong City is divided into East City and West City, separated by the vast Yulongyuan River. Later, Han Zhan suddenly appeared and settled on Yulong Mountain. Privately, everyone referred to Han Zhan as "the dragon of Yulong Mountain."
It is conceivable that in the hearts of the people of Wangdong City, Han Zhan is such a special and noble existence.
Han Zhan parked the car at the gate of Zijing Capital. Song Ci had fallen asleep without him noticing. The girl, so beautiful, charming, and alluring when awake, now had her mouth slightly open, with a hint of saliva at the corners.
If someone saw the number one socialite Miss Song Ci sleeping in this cute and naive posture, she would be laughed at.
Han Zhan woke up Song Ci, "Miss Song, we're here."
When Song Ci opened her eyes and saw a pair of unfamiliar but beautiful gray-blue eyes, she was still a little confused. She sat up straight and looked around before she realized that she had fallen asleep in Han Zhan's car.
Song Ci subconsciously wiped his saliva.
Damn it, she was thinking of using her beauty to seduce Han Zhan, but now that Han Zhan saw her sleeping like this, where would her charm go?
Not feeling any saliva, Song Ci finally calmed down.
It takes several minutes to walk from the entrance of the community to the Mu family's house. Her suitcase is big and heavy, so she asked Han Zhan to drive the car into the community.
Han Zhan naturally would not refuse.
Song Ci greeted the security guard, and Han Zhan's car drove smoothly all the way to the door of the Mu family.
The car stopped.
Song Ci took off the seat belt buckle and thanked Han Zhan reservedly and elegantly: "Thank you, Mr. Han."
Han Zhan: "Yeah."
After Song Ci got out of the car, she opened the trunk door, took the huge suitcase out of the car, and said goodbye to Han Zhan. After watching Han Zhan drive away, Song Ci finally entered the house.
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