Han Zhan stopped, sat on the sofa and looked up at Song Ci.
"you say."
Song Ci's fingers gently slid across her abdomen. She said, "Even scar removal cream can't completely remove this scar. These stretch marks have torn my skin apart and can't grow back."
"Han Zhan, these ugly things will accompany me throughout my life. Every time you see me from now on, you will see them."
Han Zhan stared at the scars.
Song Ci's skin used to be very fair and smooth. To be honest, the stretch marks and scars did detract from her perfection.
But Han Zhan didn't think it was ugly.
There is no thought that they are 'ugly'.
Song Ci told Han Zhan: "You can't dislike them, nor can you use them to slander me or make fun of me. They are part of my body, given to me by you and the children. Anyone has the right to dislike them, except you and the children.
Han Zhan looked at the Song porcelain seriously and said, "I won't dislike them."
He pulled Song Ci in front of him, lowered his head and kissed her scar.
Han Zhan hugged Song Ci's waist, raised his head again, and said to Song Ci: "Look, they are not ugly."
Song Ci nodded.
She held Han Zhan's head and told him, "You can do anything to me."
Encouraged, Han Zhan was overjoyed.
That night, they went from being cautious in the beginning to falling into a state of ups and downs.
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Late at night, Song Ci was finally hungry.
Han Zhan had expected Song Ci to be hungry, so he went to the kitchen wearing only a pair of trousers and cooked a bowl of egg and sausage noodles for Song Ci.
Song Ci finished a bowl of noodles and fell asleep with a guilty feeling.
The next morning, Han Zhan and Song Ci had breakfast downstairs.
Han Zhan said to Song Ci, "You're going on a business trip tomorrow. Come with me to the company today and keep me company, okay?"
Song Ci couldn't bear to leave her child, and Han Zhan couldn't bear to leave Song Ci.
Song Ci looked at Han Zhan with amusement and asked him, "Can't bear to leave me?"
"Yeah." Han Zhan admitted it generously.
Song Ci nodded and said, "Sure, you'll provide food and accommodation."
"certainly."
On the way to the company, Song Ci had nothing to do, so he played with his cell phone.
She opened WeChat and saw that everyone in the WeChat group was discussing what happened in the luxurious club last night.
Song Ci looked up their comments and found that this matter had spread last night.
"Last night, the person who bit someone was the young master of the An family in the north of the city, and the person who was bitten was a good friend of his, whose surname was Mo."
"Mo went with An to a glamorous place to eat and drink for free. Unexpectedly, An suddenly went crazy and bit Mo."
"Mr. An's family has some connections, so he was released last night. After he was released, Mr. An went to the hospital to visit his friend who was bitten by him, but Mr. Mo was probably furious. This morning, in the hospital ward, Mr. Mo slashed Mr. An's throat while he was visiting him."
Han Zhan didn't expect things to turn out like this.
"I can understand what Mr. Mo did." Song Ci understood the victim's feelings very well.
"Mr. An bit me and disfigured my beautiful face. I thought he would at least get two years in jail, but I didn't expect him to be so well-connected that he was released that very night."
"It's understandable that Mo was so angry that he killed someone in a rage."
Han Zhan did not comment on this.
He said, "Killing the young master of the An family may make Mo feel happy for a while, but he will have to endure the revenge of the An family for the rest of his life."
Killing is fun for a moment, but it will bring you misery for the rest of your life.
Han Zhan suddenly said to Song Ci, "There's an old-fashioned phone in the passenger's glove box. Can you help me take it out?"
Song Ci opened the glove box doubtfully, and actually saw an old-fashioned mobile phone inside.
It's one of those black, bulky phones for the elderly.
Having not seen such an antique for many years, Song Ci couldn't help but take a few more glances at it.
"do what?"
"Turn on your phone and give it to me."
"good."
Song Ci turned on the old phone. When she heard the tacky music when it started up, she handed the phone to Han Zhan with a frown on her face.
Han Zhan pressed a number and dialed it without hesitation.
Song Ci heard Han Zhan say——
"Hello, is this the Narcotics Squad? I want to report a suspected case of drug-related injury. Yes, it happened last night at the "Luxury Club." The drug user's surname is An..."
"I?"
"...I'm just an enthusiastic Chaoyang citizen."
Han Zhan hung up the phone.
Seeing Song Ci's shocked expression, Han Zhan smiled at her and told her: "Reporting drug use is everyone's responsibility."
"Brother Han, you are so insidious."
Han Zhan handed the phone to Song Ci and said, "Put it back."
Song Ci threw the phone into the glove box. She asked Han Zhan curiously, "Brother Han, do you often do such immoral things?"
"Where is it? Who knows I did it?"
Song Dynasty Porcelain: "..."
When he arrived at the company, Han Zhan threw himself into his busy work.
A few days ago, several Australian investors looking to invest in the aviation and tourism industry came to Wangdong City. Bei Zhan had been accompanying them for the past few days, and after three days, he finally signed a contract with them.
Once the contract is reached, we become friends.
Australian investors have always wanted to meet with Han Zhan, but Han Zhan has always declined the offer on the grounds that he is busy with work.
After they signed the contract and became friends, Han Zhan finally had some free time.
After lunch, Han Zhan took the initiative to call the investor representative, saying that he was free in the afternoon and the weather was fine, and wanted to invite them to go horseback riding at the suburban horse farm.
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