Song Ci stared at the two words carefully. After a while, she said, "It's a bit ugly."
Han Zhan's eyes dimmed, and he lowered his eyes and said, "My left hand can usually write, but it's not as good as my right hand at delicate work like carving with a chisel. Please bear with me if the handwriting is a little ugly."
Song Ci was slightly startled. "Did you carve it yourself?" She subconsciously looked at Han Zhan's hands.
Han Zhan nodded and said, "I had nothing to do on the plane, so I carved this."
Knowing that the two words were carved by Han Zhan, Song Ci thought they were absolutely beautiful. She quickly put the necklace on her neck, stood up and looked at it in the mirror. The more she looked, the more satisfied she became. She couldn't help but take a photo and post it on Weibo to show off her love for the dog.
Han Zhan was relieved to see that she liked it.
Seeing Song Ci holding her phone and bragging about the little stone to Yan Jiang, Han Zhan felt helpless and said, "Okay, go to bed and stop bragging."
Song Ci couldn't sleep yet, so she decided to go watch a movie. She got up and went upstairs, but when she realized Han Zhan hadn't caught up with her, she turned around and asked him, "Brother Han, aren't you going upstairs?"
Han Zhan said, "You go up first. I need to work out. I'll come up to see you later."
"Workout? Don't you always work out in the morning?"
Han Zhan glanced at the takeout box in the trash can and said helplessly, "I've been eating too much recently. I need to exercise more."
Song Ci, who had caused Han Zhan to eat too much, had no self-awareness at all. She stood up, patted her thigh, and said, "Then I'll go upstairs first. By the way, I have to meet Liang Bo tomorrow, and I have to make an appointment with him."
"good."
Song Ci went upstairs, her hips wiggling. Han Zhan stared at Song Ci's thin arms and legs, then lowered his eyes to glance at his own abdomen and legs. He couldn't bear to imagine what he would look like after gaining weight. An old, fat man with a disabled hand was not worthy of standing next to Song Ci.
Thinking of this, Han Zhan quickly went into the gym.
When Han Zhan finished his workout and returned to his room, sweating profusely, Song Ci had already fallen asleep with her phone in her arms. Han Zhan pulled out her phone and placed it on the dressing table to charge before going to take a shower.
After a good night's sleep, Song Ci and Han Zhan went out together early the next morning.
Han Zhan went to the company, and Song Ci went to see Liang Bo. The two of them rode in the same car. When they arrived at the company gate, Han Zhan got out of the car, and Song Ci followed him out. Hearing a noise behind him, Han Zhan looked back and saw Song Ci also got out of the car. He asked, "Why did you get out of the car? Aren't you going to see Liang Bo?"
Song Ci didn't answer, but hugged Han Zhan directly. It was rush hour, and there were a lot of people around. Song Ci and Han Zhan's hug successfully attracted everyone's attention.
Song Ci put her red lips close to Han Zhan's ear and said, "Hubby, focus on your work and don't bother with other little fairies." After that, Song Ci got into the car and let Long Yu drive away.
Han Zhan stood there in silence, waiting for Long Yu to drive away before he turned and entered the company building. Along the way, many people gave Han Zhan those ambiguous and kind smiles.
Arriving at the office, Han Zhan saw Li Li standing at his office door, holding a cup of coffee. Li Li whistled at Han Zhan and said nonchalantly, "Mr. Han, you are so lucky to have a beautiful woman by your side at work."
Han Zhan stopped and looked at Li Li.
Li Li's eyes were indigo-colored, and it was obvious that he was busy taking care of his sick mother and hadn't rested well. Han Zhan asked him, "How is your health, Auntie? I see that you have dark circles under your eyes. Go back and rest today."
Li Li shook his head, "No, I have an important meeting today and I must attend."
Nodding, Han Zhan asked again: "Auntie, are you feeling better?"
"Much better." Li Li suddenly said after thinking of something, "My mother likes my sister-in-law very much. She said that she is a kind and warm-hearted person."
Looking at Han Zhan coldly, Li Li said sarcastically: "Mr. Han, you are so lucky. My mother saw my sister-in-law, and has been urging me to find a girlfriend and get married as soon as possible these days..." After being forced to marry for a few days, Li Li felt resentful when he saw the culprit Han Zhan.
Han Zhan smiled mysteriously, "It's easy to find a girlfriend, but it's not necessarily easy to find someone as good as Song Ci."
Li Li grinned and cursed something.
"What are you mumbling about?" Han Zhan asked with narrowed eyes.
Li Li laughed through gritted teeth, "I say, I wish you and sister-in-law a loving marriage, happiness, a long life together, and a son soon!"
Han Zhan smiled pleasantly, "You're being really sweet today." Then, changing the subject, Han Zhan added, "You'll never find a girlfriend no matter how sweet you are!"
Li Li was furious. "Who said I don't have a girlfriend? I have one, too. She's incredibly talented, a writer." Just then, Li Li's phone rang. He glanced at the caller's name, put one hand in his pocket, answered the call, and walked away.
Han Zhan laughed and shook his head, thinking that Li Li was just talking nonsense.
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Liang Bo and Song Ci met at a teahouse.
Liang Bo was about to meet the goddess, so he dressed very handsomely. The three-piece suit was hot and uncomfortable to wear, but Liang Bo still sat properly, looking forward to Song Ci's arrival.
The Song Dynasty porcelain arrived as expected.
Entering the tea room, Song Ci burst out laughing when she saw Liang Bo, handsomely dressed, sitting at the tea table. Song Ci knew Liang Bo so well in her previous life that she knew that Liang Bo would rather wear a vest than a shirt, and shorts than trousers.
It's really hard for him to be dressed like this today.
Hearing the laughter, Liang Bo looked up suddenly. Seeing Song Ci, Liang Bo's face immediately turned red.
Song Ci wore a black denim shirt and off-white high-waisted wide-leg pants, which made her look like she was about 2 meters tall. Liang Bo was too embarrassed to look at Song Ci. He lowered his head slightly and whispered, "Miss Song, you're here."
Song Ci hummed and sat down across from Liang Bo. She felt a little hot, so she lifted her short hair and fanned her neck with her hand. "It's so hot wearing a neck brace." Song Ci was fed up with the brace and just wanted to take it off as soon as possible.
Hearing this, Liang Bo finally looked up and boldly examined Song Ci. It was the first time he had seen someone look so good even with a neck brace. "Miss Song was in a car accident a while ago. Is your injury healed? When can you take this thing off your neck?"
Song Ci's car accident caused a stir in Wangdong City. At that time, many people speculated whether Song Ci was being retaliated against.
After all, she is too beautiful. A woman's beauty is an advantage, but sometimes it is also a weapon that kills her.
Song Ci: "It's not a big deal. The neck brace can be removed in a week."
In Song Ci's previous life, when she met Liang Bo, he was already in his thirties. After all the ups and downs of life, he had become a steady and resilient man. At this time, Liang Bo had already begun to show his star power, but also a bit of immaturity.
Liang Bo is as tender as a newly emerged bamboo shoot.
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