Song Ci felt a little sorry for Valang when she saw him like this, but she immediately remembered that Valang had thrown her into the sea when they first met, and immediately dispelled the sympathy in her heart.
This is not a child worthy of sympathy.
Song Ci comforted Arrang: "Don't worry, just open your heart to love. When you get married, your brother and I will give you a big red envelope!"
Ajan's eyes lit up. "How big? Nine figures?"
He asked for 100 million right away. Song Ci was so angry that she laughed at Arang, "Nine figures, do you think your brother's money fell from the sky? Go away, go away, I don't want to see you."
Feeling rejected by Song Ci, Arang stood up from the wooden floor, patted his butt and left.
Song Ci spent several days knitting Han Zhan's sweater. That evening, Han Zhan had a dinner party and would be home very late. After putting the children to bed, Song Ci practiced the violin for two hours. Still not sleepy, she turned on the TV to watch a movie.
At around ten forty, Han Zhan finally came back.
He got out of the car and subconsciously looked up towards the master bedroom. He was a little surprised to see that the light was still on in the master bedroom.
Cibao hasn't slept yet?
"Brother Long, it's getting late. Let's stay here tonight." Rooms were prepared for Long Yu and Da She in the manor. Occasionally, when they brought Han Zhan back too late, they would stay directly in the manor.
Hearing this, Long Yu didn't bother to be polite with Han Zhan. "Okay!" He rubbed his stomach and said, "I want to eat a bowl of noodles. I'm a little hungry."
"What a coincidence! I'm hungry too."
Han Zhan took Long Yu to the kitchen. The cook was still awake and preparing breakfast for tomorrow morning. Seeing Han Zhan and Long Yu walk into the kitchen, the cook hurriedly came over and said, "Sir, Mr. Long, are you hungry? What do you want to eat? I'll make it for you!"
Han Zhan turned around and asked Long Yu: "What do you want to eat?"
"Is there any beef? I want to eat beef noodles."
Han Zhan asked the cook, "Is there any?"
"Yes, how many servings can you make?" the cook asked Han Zhan.
Han Zhan said, "Wait a moment." Han Zhan called Song Ci and asked her if she wanted to come down for a bowl of noodles. Song Ci was extremely strict about her figure and would never eat midnight snacks.
"I don't want to eat. You eat first. I'll wait for you to go back to your room and sleep. Oh, and I've prepared a small gift for you."
"What is it?" Han Zhan's curiosity was aroused.
"You'll know when you come and see it. Keep it secret for now." After Song Ci hung up the phone, Han Zhan told the chef: "Just make three servings and send one to the Second Young Master." The Second Young Master was the name given to Valang by the servants in the house.
The cook said, "The second young master hasn't come back yet."
"Two, then."
"Okay!"
Long Yu and Han Zhan went to the restaurant to wait for supper. After pulling up a chair and sitting down, Han Zhan picked up his phone and chatted with Song Ci on WeChat. Long Yu asked Han Zhan: "Arang hasn't come back yet so late, is he still delivering food?"
Han Zhan: "He is in a relationship. I wonder if he is delivering food or dating tonight."
"Agen is in love?" Long Yu felt a little envious. How come those older and younger than him are all in love, but no one is interested in him?
Seeing Long Yu's envy, Han Zhan laughed at him: "Why, you want to fall in love too?"
Long Yu chuckled and said with a red face, "We are just rough guys, how can we find a partner?" Long Yu's family was poor. He joined the army not to serve the country, but to get a position in the army and make a living.
He was almost 30 when he was discharged from the army. Although he had some savings, it was still difficult for him to find a wife in the city. Later, when he worked with Han Zhan, Long Yu had a heavy workload and had even less time to find a partner.
Han Zhan stared at Long Yu, thought for a moment, and suddenly said, "I'll organize a few dating events every year so you can find a partner. It's not good to be single all the time."
Long Yu smiled, but didn't hold any hope for this.
The beef noodles were cooked. Han Zhan quickly ate a bowl of noodles and returned to his room immediately. Song Ci was browsing Weibo. When she heard Han Zhan's footsteps, she said without looking up, "The gift is in the dressing room."
Han Zhan turned and went to the dressing room. On the island where the jewelry boxes were placed, he saw an exquisite clothing box. Han Zhan opened the box and saw a warm gray turtleneck sweater.
The corners of his lips curled up, and he quickly picked up the sweater and examined it carefully. This time, the sweater had no pattern, but at the hem, Song Ci had used dark blue wool to write the word "Porcelain".
Han Zhan quickly took off his suit and put the sweater on over his shirt.
Song Ci knew Han Zhan's body measurements, so the sweater she knitted was naturally a perfect fit. Han Zhan walked out of the dressing room quickly and said happily to Song Ci, "The sweater looks great and fits me well. Thank you, Cibao."
Song Ci's expression was a little serious, and she didn't know what she had seen on Weibo. Hearing this, she put down her phone and looked up at Han Zhan. Seeing that the sweater fit her well, and the warm gray sweater looked very good on Han Zhan, Song Ci smiled.
"I was afraid the color of the sweater wouldn't suit you, but it looks like it worked out well."
"I like it." Han Zhan repeatedly expressed his love for the sweater.
He turned back to the locker room, took out his cell phone and took several straight-man style selfies in a row, then sent them to the head of the public relations department, asking him to post these photos on Zeus International's official Weibo account.
After receiving the instructions, the minister, who was planning to go to sleep, quickly sat at the head of the bed, edited some text, and posted the photos on Weibo.
Zeus International V: [Congratulations to the boss for receiving a handmade sweater from the boss's wife, see picture.jpg.]
Han Zhan really wanted to sleep in a sweater, but there was heating at home and he would sweat if he slept in a sweater, so he had no choice but to take off his clothes.
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