Chapter 270 Grandpa passed away, his soul coexists with the land of China



Han Wangwang felt both amused and angry.

I always feel that every time I meet Jiang Bi, she is stupid and easily bewitched.

Jiang Bi is a poisonous woman. She was fed a love potion.

Seeing that Han Wangwang had finally figured out her intentions, Jiang Bi smiled. "Yes, there's a turtle that keeps its head hidden in its shell. If you don't stimulate it, it will stay hidden forever."

Han Wangwang blushed even more when she heard Jiang Bi's words. "I'm not a tortoise." She was just a snail at best.

"Let's go. No more blind dates. I'll take you out to play." Jiang Bi stepped on the accelerator and drove away with Han Wangwang.

Cheng Ziang, who was forced by his brother to go on a blind date, waited from nine in the morning until twelve noon.

Unable to find a date, Cheng Ziang called Cheng Yanmo. "Brother, the other party stood me up."

Cheng Yanmo heard a gloating tone from his brother's voice and couldn't help feeling tired. "I know."

After hanging up the phone, Cheng Yanmo felt a little anxious.

What should I do? It seems like my younger brother has become a playboy that everyone in Wangdong City despises. I’m afraid he will be a bachelor for the rest of his life.

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Han Zhan saw the circle of friends posted by Han Wangwang and found out that she went fishing with the young lady from the Jiang family again.

It was freezing cold, but the two of them were really enjoying themselves.

Han Zhan flipped through Han Wangwang's circle of friends and found that Jiang Bi had appeared in Han Wangwang's circle of friends too many times in the past two years.

Han Zhan is not a girl and does not understand girls' feelings. Afraid that he was thinking the wrong thing, Han Zhan quickly closed WeChat.

The meal happened to be ready, and the housekeeper reminded Han Zhan that it was time to go downstairs to eat.

Han Zhan turned off his work laptop and went downstairs to eat.

Passing by the indoor fountain pool, Han Zhan saw Han Miao and Han Jun fighting.

Their housekeeper was pulling them apart. Han Zhan stopped and asked the housekeeper, "What's going on?"

The housekeeper said, "Miaomiao stole Junjun's Tyrannosaurus Rex earlier. Junjun got angry and started fighting with Miaomiao."

The two children who couldn't even walk were fighting fiercely.

Han Miao looks big, but not as fierce as Han Jun. Han Jun is like a little wolf cub. She must protect everything that belongs to her. If her sister steals something, she must take it back.

But Han Jun was not as tall and strong as Han Miao, and was always bullied by Han Miao when they were trying to snatch things.

But even when bullied, Han Jun wouldn't give up. In her small worldview, she wouldn't give up until she achieved her goal. She didn't understand fear or giving up, truly a young, fearless person.

Han Zhan admired Han Jun's courage to some extent.

Han Zhan's intuition told him that of the two children, Han Jun's personality was most like his. He hated people just as much as he did, and he was just as determined to fight to the death.

Han Zhan told the housekeeper: "Let them fight as long as they don't get hurt." Children can no longer be spoiled. Their parents have raised them into delicate little princesses. When they grow up and enter society, who will spoil them?

His daughter doesn't need to be a princess, she wants to be a queen.

Hearing this, the housekeeper looked a little surprised.

But Han Zhan is the children's father. He has made such a request. What can the housekeeper say? "Okay, I understand, sir."

Song Ci was about to take the children to dinner when she heard Han Zhan's words. Although Song Ci felt that Han Zhan was a little harsh in his demands on the children, she also agreed with Han Zhan's ideas.

"Brother Han, it's time to eat." Song Ci pretended not to hear the conversation between Han Zhan and the housekeeper. She said to the housekeeper, "Housekeeper Jiang, take Miaomiao and Junjun to eat."

"Yes, yes ma'am."

Butler Jiang took the two babies away, and Han Zhan asked Song Ci, "Did you eavesdrop?" Han Zhan had already heard Song Ci's footsteps.

Song Ci nodded, "Yeah, I heard it."

"Do you feel sorry for them? Do you think what I did is wrong?"

Song Ci thought about it seriously before saying, "You are their father. You love them as much as I do. Being a little cruel is also a kind of love."

Han Zhan felt relieved when he saw that Song Ci understood him.

"Cibao, I won't raise my daughter as a princess. Even if I have a son in the future, I won't raise him as a little prince." Holding Song Ci in his arms, Han Zhan lowered his head and bit her ear, then said to her in a hoarse voice, "Having you as a little princess is enough for our family."

Song Ci blushed silently. "Don't be naughty, be more steady." The longer they spent together, the more Han Zhan's image in Song Ci's mind crumbled.

When we first met, Brother Han was a very serious person.

Now.

A piece of white paper was dyed colorful by her.

The two walked arm in arm to the restaurant. Han Aoyu also arrived and was waiting for Song Ci and Han Zhan. Butler Cai was holding a tablet and showing something to Han Aoyu, who was watching with great interest.

"What are you looking at?"

Han Zhan pulled Song Ci to stand behind Han Zhan and took a look inside the tablet.

It turned out that they were looking at family photos.

This photo was taken on the day of the housewarming, with everyone standing at the gate of the manor. We took many photos, and the old man was particularly enthusiastic, taking photos with everyone.

Butler Cai told Han Zhan: "The photographer has processed the photos and sent the files over for you, Mr., Mr. and Mrs. to review. If everyone is satisfied, we can prepare for production."

Han Aoyu took a look and said, "It's okay. This repair is not too outrageous. Let's leave it as it is."

Perhaps because he's behind the times, Han Aoyu can't stand the current crop of photo-editing techniques. He believes that photos are a form of testimony and should be authentic. If a photo is edited to the point of distortion, it loses its essence.

Han Zhan had no requirements for these, he just handed the tablet to Song Ci.

My dear, there is more to this chapter. Please click on the next page to continue reading. It will be even more exciting later!

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