Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

Chapter 213: Old Master is the Most Powerful Boss

Inside the house, Han Zhan remained motionless, his expression unreadable.

Outside the house, Song Ci was possessed and started improvising. She crossed her arms and mocked him arrogantly. “Han Zhenhua! Open the door! You have the guts to look for a mistress, yet you don’t have the guts to open the door?”

Han Zhan could only open the door and stare at Song Ci with a dark expression.

Song Ci was in the midst of her performance, when the door was suddenly pulled open from the inside. A gust of water vapour rushed towards Song Ci. Song Ci shut her mouth and looked up to see Han Zhan, who had just taken a shower and was still dripping with water.

Staring at the sexy old man in front of her, Song Ci smiled so widely that her eyes turned into crescents. She called out softly in a seductive voice, “Zhenhua, let me in.”

Han Zhenhua grabbed Song Ci’s arm and pulled her into the house. Closing the door, Han Zhan said fiercely, “Shut up. You’re not allowed to call me by this name in the future!”

Song Ci hurriedly zipped her mouth. “Okay, I won’t call you that anymore.”

Song Ci, who promised not to call him by his name again, changed Han Zhan’s contact number from Han Sanpang to Han Zhenhua that night.

Song Ci had been happy for a few days because of this name. She took the opportunity to call Han Zhan Zhenhua in private.

It was already late at night when Han Zhan returned home from work.

As the villa was located in a rather remote area, when Han Zhan worked overtime until late at night, the driver had to stay up late too. The road was winding and Song Ci was worried that it would be dangerous on the way home. She couldn’t sleep peacefully without waiting for Han Zhan to come home every night.

That night, Han Zhan alighted from the car. Seeing that the driver was also tired, he said, “Ah Song, stay on the first floor tonight and don’t go back.” Ah Song saw that it was already past midnight. If he drove back now, it would be beyond 1am by the time he reached home.

Ah Song nodded. “Sorry for disturbing Madam and Old Master for the night then.”

Han Zhan walked in front and Ah Song followed behind. The two of them entered the house one after another. Han Zhan saw that Song Ci was still awake and was worried that she would call him Zhenhua in front of his subordinate. In the end, he saw Song Ci quickly put down her book, cover her mouth, and rush to the toilet.

Han Zhan was slightly stunned. He understood that Song Ci might be having morning sickness. He threw down his suit jacket and followed Song Ci into the toilet.

Song Ci closed the door.

As Han Zhan approached the toilet door, he heard Song Ci vomiting violently inside.

Han Zhan opened the door and saw Song Ci kneeling by the toilet bowl. After vomiting, her eyes were moist and red. This was the first time Song Ci vomited since she was pregnant and she couldn’t stop.

Han Zhan’s heart ached slightly for her. “Are you alright?”

Song Ci nodded. “Kind of.”

“Let me get you a glass of water.”

Han Zhan poured cold water for Song Ci to rinse her mouth and half a cup of warm lemon water for her. After drinking the lemon water, Song Ci felt slightly better. Worried that she would vomit again, Song Ci hurriedly went upstairs and laid down on the bed.

Han Zhan quickly washed up. When he came to the bed, Song Ci was already asleep.

Only then did Han Zhan fall asleep in peace.

However, yesterday’s morning sickness was just a warning. The next morning, Song Ci started vomiting profusely. How badly did she vomit? She vomited almost every 10 minutes or so. Even if she didn’t eat or drink, she couldn’t help it.

Han Aoyu thought of a way and prepared some light dishes for her. Song Ci used to love pickled peppers and carrots, so Han Aoyu brewed another jar for her. Song Ci ate two pieces and vomited after a while.

Han Zhan returned home and saw Song Ci lying sickly on the sofa with a clean dustbin by her feet. Only then did he know that Song Ci had vomited dozens of times today.

“Is this normal?” It was the first time Han Zhan was a father, and he turned to look at Han Aoyu.

Han Aoyu thought for a moment and said, “It’s not normal. When your mother and grandmother were pregnant, they only vomited about 10 times a day at the most. Unlike that Song Lass, who vomited yellow water the moment she did.”