After hearing Han Zhan's apology, Song Ci finally withdrew his gaze.
She looked up at Han Zhan's face and said, "When you gave me the card just now, my face felt hot, as if I had been slapped in the face, and I wanted to find a hole to crawl into."
Han Zhan wanted to explain further, but Song Ci moved closer to him. She put her index finger to Han Zhan's lips, stopping him from saying anything.
Han Zhan looked at Song Ci in confusion, not understanding what she was trying to do.
Song Ci looked at Han Zhan seriously.
Han Zhan has always had a clear conscience. As a young man, he served in the military, dedicating himself to his country. After retiring, he founded Zeus Aerospace, becoming its owner and providing well-paying jobs for thousands of employees. Regardless of time and place, he always did things that benefited the country and its people, and so he always stood upright and acted with integrity. Meanwhile, Song Ci, despite appearing to be a glamorous figure, had actually long since fallen into obscurity.
In an instant, Song Ci suddenly had the urge to talk.
Song Ci withdrew her fingers and stared at Han Zhan. She said, "As a woman, I'm clinging to a man, seeking his protection and help. This is just humiliating. Han Zhan, I can be arrogant in front of anyone, but I can't be arrogant in front of you."
From the moment in the hospital when Song Ci decided to trade her biggest secret for Han Zhan's trust and wanted to be tied to him, she had already placed all her self-esteem and backbone under Han Zhan and let him trample on her.
Even if she behaved unruly in front of Han Zhan these days, she was always in awe of him in her heart. She never dared to disobey him and obeyed him in everything, even in dressing and eating.
Han Zhan was very surprised to hear Song Ci's inner analysis. The Song Ci he had known was always smiling and teasing him, laughing heartily at the sight of his embarrassment. Han Zhan had never known that Song Ci put herself in such a low position in their relationship.
Song Ci added, "Han Zhan, if I were in a different situation, I wouldn't be stuck in this quagmire. I'd just be myself, the beautiful, lovable, glamorous, and popular Song Ci. I would never beg you to marry me."
A longing expression appeared on Song Ci's pale face. She smiled and said, "As for me, I will be like every girl who bravely pursues love. I will openly get to know you, hook up with you, and let you have an equal relationship with me. Instead of pretending to tease you unscrupulously like this, but in my heart I am more afraid than anyone else that you will turn against me."
Song Ci's smile turned self-deprecating. "But I can't do that. I don't have the ability to protect my sister. I can only hide her. I can only cling to you like a maggot, gnawing at your flesh and blood to bully you."
She was like a parasite. Without Han Zhan, she would die if pinched easily.
"Han Zhan, I feel like I'm walking on a tightrope. I can't turn back, and I can't fall down. Because if I fall, Mu Mian, who has been watching me hungrily from the sidelines, will definitely kill me immediately."
"I'm not as strong and heartless as you see me. I'm afraid of death, and I'm also afraid that you'll abandon me."
Han Zhan interrupted her and told Song Ci with certainty: "I won't abandon you." His tone was more serious than ever, like a promise.
Song Ci was slightly stunned and felt a little moved.
He is so good, the more she feels that she doesn't want to see it. Song Ci suddenly asked Han Zhan: "Han Zhan, do you know what a green tea bitch is?"
Han Zhan frowned slightly, hesitating whether he should answer this question.
Song Ci said: "I am just a green tea bitch, a scheming dog."
Hearing Song Ci use words like "green tea bitch" and "scheming dog" to describe herself, Han Zhan felt a little pain in his heart. "Song Ci, don't slander yourself like this."
"Han Zhan, do you want to know the real me?" Song Ci grabbed Han Zhan's left hand and placed it on her chest. She mustered up her courage and tore off her disguise with her own hands, revealing her hypocritical and despicable true face. She said:
"Actually, I'm really unhappy with the work contract you drafted. It's overbearing and unreasonable! But in order to get closer to you, I had no choice but to compromise."
"Actually, when I came back from a business trip to Shunshin City, I deliberately stood by the road waiting for you to pick me up. My car was parked in the airport garage. I deliberately wanted to seduce you."
"Actually, I don't love you at all, but in order to please you, make you happy, and secure my position as Mrs. Han, I can tell you I love you without any burden."
"Han Zhan, do you understand? From the first time I saw you in the interview room, I had evil intentions towards you. I wanted to use you to help me deal with Mu Mian!"
"This is me, mean, ugly, and selfish!"
After saying all this in one breath, Song Ci realized that he was shaking with excitement.
"I'm just that miserable."
After saying this, seeing Han Zhan pursing his thin lips, he remained silent and didn't express his opinion. Song Ci's heartbeat was as fierce as thunder, and her legs were a little weak, but she held Han Zhan's hand tightly, not daring to let go.
After seeing clearly that she was a scheming woman who was plotting every step of the way, did Han Zhan hate her? Song Ci lowered her eyes, not daring to look directly at Han Zhan's face. She was very uneasy.
"Han Zhan, are you afraid of me being so mean?" Do you want me no longer?
Song Ci's arm was suddenly pinched by a big hand, and then she was even pressed hard into Han Zhan's arms.
Song Ci was stunned when she realized that it was Han Zhan who was hugging her.
Han Zhan's deep violin-playing voice rang out softly above her head: "If what you say is true, then you are indeed a scheming bitch. But these days, you have to be on guard against Mu Mian and try to please me at the same time. It must be very hard, right?"
Song Ci was stunned.
She quietly grabbed Han Zhan's suit jacket at his waist with both hands without saying a word.
"Song Ci, how do you know that you are approaching me deliberately? I am keeping you for some other purpose?" A passionate and beautiful woman took the initiative to approach a disabled man who was over 30 years old and single. Han Zhan is not a Buddhist rosary, so how can he achieve purity of mind?
He couldn't control his lower body.
When he saw Song Ci, he wanted to get her.
"Don't feel sorry for me. Please make good use of me." Han Zhan kissed her hair and said, "Don't be afraid that I will abandon you. You are the woman written in my household registration book. I, Han Zhan, will never abandon my own people."
"If you don't love me, there's no need to lie to me. I can't tell the truth from lies after hearing some lies so many times. Just sit here, Mrs. Han. No one can take it away from you."
Song Ci, who was worried and apprehensive, heaved a sigh of relief after hearing Han Zhan's answer, and collapsed into his arms. "Brother Han, let me lean on you for a while. My legs are weak."
The person in his arms was sobbing on his shoulders. Realizing that Song Ci was crying, Han Zhan subconsciously protected Song Ci's face from all directions.
People came and went, but no one knew that the first lady was hiding in his arms and crying.
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