"It's me, Wangwang."
Hearing Jiang Zhen's voice, Han Wangwang propped himself up on the bed with both hands and sat up suddenly. In his haste, he forgot that his hands were injured. This made his palms burn even more.
Han Wangwang's eyes were instantly filled with tears.
She went to open the door barefoot, opened it, and saw Jiang Zhen outside. Han Wangwang burst into tears. While crying, she said, "I'm fine, I'm not hurt, I wasn't beaten."
Every word is a lie.
Jiang Zhen's inky black eyes stared at her, seeing through Han Wangwang's lies. "Don't lie to me."
Jiang Zhen walked into the room, closed the door, and then pressed Han Wangwang against his chest. "I'm sorry for making you feel wronged."
Han Wangwang leaned her forehead against Jiang Zhen's chest. She closed her eyes to hold back her tears, then asked worriedly, "Would it be inappropriate for you to tell my cousin about your situation?"
"Then what should we do?" Jiang Zhen sighed and patted Han Wangwang's head. He said, "I can't let you get beaten or punished because of me."
"If my cousin reveals this, all your efforts will be in vain."
Jiang Zhen stopped talking.
Deciding to tell Han Zhan about his bad deeds was a rash and bold move. But Jiang Zhen lost his composure when he thought that Han Zhan might beat Han Wangwang and Han Yueyun would not let Han Wangwang go.
He wants revenge. He also wants to kill people.
"I just hope your uncle is a tight-lipped person." Jiang Zhen thought for a moment and then said, "I think your uncle should be someone who can keep a secret."
"Bullshit, he tells my cousin everything. If you don't believe me, observe my cousin's expression carefully tomorrow morning. If she keeps glancing at you, it must be that my cousin told her about you."
Jiang Zhen laughed and shook his head, "They are husband and wife. Isn't it only natural for Mr. Han to tell Mrs. Han everything?"
"But your situation is even more dangerous." Han Wangwang felt worried for Jiang Zhen when he thought that the fact that Jiang Zhen was a man might be exposed.
Jiang Zhen said: "I choose to believe your family, just as I believe in you." This is Jiang Zhen's affectionate confession, better than I have ever loved.
After hearing this, Han Wangwang said nothing. "I understand."
Han Wangwang stepped out of Jiang Zhen's arms. She looked back at the 1.8-meter-long bed, lowered her head, and said with red ears, "The bed is quite big. You can sleep with me tonight."
Jiang Zhen was about to nod when he heard Butler Cai knocking on the door.
Butler Cai knocked on the door and, without waiting for the two young men inside to respond, said, "Miss Jiang, the guest room has been cleaned up. Please follow me to the guest room to rest."
The master had just informed him that he must take Miss Jiang to the guest room to rest. Butler Cai never asked why his master gave an order; he only had to carry it out.
When no one in the room responded, Butler Cai said, "Miss Jiang, I will personally take you to the guest room."
Jiang Zhen and Han Wangwang looked at each other in silence. After a moment, Jiang Zhen laughed first. "Heh..." He bent down, put his face in front of Han Wangwang, and gently pinched her cheek.
The two looked at each other, and Jiang Zhen smiled and said, "Your little cousin, you're guarding me like a thief. That's right, I'm not a flower thief."
Han Wangwang's face turned red.
Jiang Zhen let go of Han Wangwang's face and turned to leave. Before leaving, he said coquettishly, "I will dream about you, Wangwang."
Han Wangwang didn't dare ask him what he would dream about her, because he knew that she would definitely be naked in the dream.
Upstairs, Han Zhan was relieved when he heard Butler Cai reply that Miss Jiang had been taken to the guest room.
Song Ci leaned in Han Zhan's arms, and she also heard the report from Butler Cai.
Noticing Han Zhan's obvious relief, Song Ci laughed at him, "Han Zhan, what's the point of doing this? They are not staying together tonight, but what about tomorrow night? What about the night after tomorrow?"
"As long as they are not around, they can do whatever they want. You can't do that." Song Ci saw how Han Zhan disciplined Han Wangwang and couldn't imagine how strict he would be with his two daughters in the future.
Han Zhan sneered and said, "How old are they?"
Song Ci said, "Jiang Bi is 24, and Wang Wang is 23. They are already of legal marriage age."
Han Zhan added, "It's still young."
"Young?" Song Ci was actually amused. She said, "The year you slept with me, I had just turned 22, not even 23. I'm not even 25 yet, and I'm pregnant with my second child. What do you say?"
Han Zhan: "..."
Han Zhan was so frustrated that he couldn't utter a word.
Speaking of age, Song Ci is about to turn 25, and she said: "This year I want to celebrate my birthday in Italy." Song Ci's birthday is in August, so it won't be long.
"I'm busy with work and can only spare a week of free time at most." Even if he wanted to accompany Song Ci to Italy to celebrate her birthday, he would have to work remotely and it would be impossible for him to really not care about anything.
Song Ci nodded and said, "A week is enough. Actually, I miss Coco. I keep dreaming about her lately." Song Ci touched her slightly bulging belly and said, "I wonder if she misses me too."
Han Zhan really had no good feelings towards the great white shark that looked like Edward, but COCO had saved Song Ci, and they had a deep affection for each other, so Han Zhan could not stop Song Ci from going to see it.
"Okay, let's go to Italy for your birthday."
"Um."
The next morning, Jiang Zhen and Han Wangwang woke up and went to the restaurant for breakfast. Song Ci and Han Zhan had gotten up earlier than them. Han Zhan was doing morning exercises, while Song Ci was doing yoga.
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