Song Ci looked at the time and saw that it was only four o'clock in the afternoon.
Normally at this time, Han Zhan would still be working like a slave at the company. Why did he come back so early today? Song Ci asked Han Zhan, "Brother Han, are you done with your work today?"
Han Zhan wanted to tell Song Ci what happened in the company today, but when he lowered his head and saw Song Ci's big belly, Han Zhan smiled again and said, "I just remembered that I haven't had a good meal with you for a long time. I heard Li Li say that pregnant women need to be coaxed, so I went home early today and planned to make dinner for you."
Han Zhan took out the dessert box he had hidden long ago from his suit jacket and said, "Look, this is your favorite chestnut cake."
Song Ci suddenly smiled, a very pure and joyful smile. When she smiled, all the stars in the sky were reflected in her eyes. Han Zhan was fascinated by her and subconsciously reached out to touch Song Ci's eyes.
Song Ci's smile faded slightly. She didn't say anything, but tilted her head and rubbed her face under Han Zhan's thumb.
Han Zhan suddenly said: "Cibao, I love you."
Song Ci was stunned.
After being married for so long, this seemed to be the first time Han Zhan said "I love you" to her.
The moment Song Ci heard this, she felt more confused than touched or delighted. "Han Zhan, tell me, what happened?" Song Ci looked careless, but she was actually very attentive. Han Zhan was acting strangely today; he must have encountered something.
A man who almost never talks about love suddenly confesses his love. He must have been stimulated.
Han Zhan smiled, "How come nothing escapes your eyes?"
Song Ci was a little proud. She said, "I can read minds. Tell me, what happened today?"
Han Zhan hesitated for a moment, then decided to tell the truth. "Today, I was shot." Han Zhan's tone was quite calm, his eyes showing no sign of emotion.
But when Song Ci heard the word "shot", her rosy cheeks suddenly turned pale.
"Shoot him?" Song Ci grabbed Han Zhan's arm. She looked Han Zhan's whole body carefully with anxiety and worry. After confirming that there was no blood on Han Zhan's body and no signs of scars or bandages, Song Ci's heart, which had risen to her throat, suddenly fell back to reality.
"You're not hurt." She looked frightened.
Han Zhan's eyes lit up with a smile. "I'm fine." Pulling Song Ci into his arms, Han Zhan told her, "A piece of the bulletproof glass in the office was broken, but I escaped unharmed. Don't worry."
"Have you caught the murderer?" Song Ci wouldn't be able to sleep peacefully until the murderer was caught.
"Do you remember the young man you met in Brunei last time?" Han Zhan stroked Song Ci's belly and said, "The man who came to kill me today was also him."
How could Song Ci not remember!
"Is it Valan? Your half-brother?"
"Um."
Song Ci didn't know how deep Arang's hatred for Han Zhan was. She asked Han Zhan, "Why did Arang suddenly attack you? He hasn't bothered you for so many years. It's too sudden for him to do this today."
"I don't know."
Han Zhan pointed at Song Ci's hand on the sofa and said, "The young man wearing a hat in the video you were watching just now is Arang."
"ah?"
Song Ci picked up the phone and watched the video again. After Han Zhan's reminder, Song Ci looked at the young man in the video again and felt that the young man's figure was indeed somewhat similar to the man in Brunei.
"Can't you catch him?" Song Ci hoped that Han Zhan could catch Arang to eliminate future troubles.
Han Zhan shook his head. "Arjan was trained by Edward. It won't be easy to catch him."
Han Zhan saw that Song Ci's brows were so furrowed that they could pinch a mosquito to death. He held Song Ci's face and smoothed out the wrinkles on her face. Then he said, "Don't worry about me. I have a body of iron and steel. I will be fine."
"As for you, you should take good care of yourself and don't run around recently." Han Zhan kissed Song Ci's lips and sighed, "Song Ci, I will only feel at ease if you, mother and daughter, are safe and sound."
"Okay, I promise you, I will never go out recently." Song Ci is the best at judging the situation. Knowing that Arang is watching her in the dark, she will never go out.
Staying with grandpa is definitely the safest.
"Um."
Han Zhan stood up, patted his wrinkled pants, and said, "What do you want to eat? I'll make it for you."
"Let's see what else is in the refrigerator."
"good."
Han Zhan was cooking as the sun was about to set. The afterglow of the sunset fell through the gaps in the forest leaves. The villa halfway up the mountain was hidden in the forest with mottled light and shadow, and the smoke from cooking was curling up, full of the flavor of life.
Han Zhan set the table in the small garden, served the dishes, set the table, took off his apron, and called out to Han Aoyu, who was squatting in the vegetable garden planting cabbages, "Grandpa, it's time to eat!"
Then, he shouted into the house: "Cibao, Uncle Zhong, it's time for dinner!"
Han Aoyu took the hoe back to the house, washed his face, rubbed his hands with soap, and then came to the table. Seeing the table full of dishes, Han Aoyu smiled and said, "Today the sun rises from the west, and you also know how to cook."
Han Zhan had a narrow escape today, but he realized that because he was busy with work, he had neglected his family. Whether it was the pregnant Song Ci or his grandfather who was getting weaker and weaker.
Han Zhan served Han Aoyu half a bowl of rice and said, "From now on, I will take Saturdays and weekends off."
"Oh." Han Ao Yu glanced at him and mocked him sarcastically: "Aren't you busier than the president of a country on weekdays? How come you have some free time?" Every look and every word of Han Ao Yu was full of dissatisfaction with Han Zhan.
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