Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

Chapter 338: Han Zhan: Who’s to blame for my kidney loss?

Han Zhan’s injury had already healed, and his wound looked tender and fragile. Song Ci squatted by the sofa and checked the wound on Han Zhan’s leg. She finally smiled. “Now you don’t need to drink medicine anymore.”

Hearing this, Han Zhan grabbed Song Ci up to his lap and pressed her into his arms. “Can we play other poses now?” Han Zhan only cared about this.

Song Ci tapped Han Zhan’s forehead. “Old hooligan, your mind is full of dirty thoughts. No wonder you always like to drink wolfberries. You must be suffering from kidney deficiency!”

Han Zhan pinched her waist and said shamelessly, “I don’t have a kidney deficiency. It’s all your fault for being so capable. You always have a way to make my kidney deficient.”

Song Ci couldn’t win against Han Zhan and her cheeks turned slightly red.

Song Fei stood in the corridor, brazenly listening to this adulterous couple flirt. When they stopped talking, she reached out and knocked on the door.

Song Ci suddenly stood up from Han Zhan’s embrace. When she looked up, she saw Song Fei leaning lazily against the door. She couldn’t help but scold Song Fei angrily. “Song Fei, why did you open the door?”

Song Fei: “The door was always open. The two of you were too thirsty and forgot to close the door when you were flirting.”

Song Ci suspected that Song Fei was lying to her, but Han Zhan said, “You did forget to close the door.”

Song Ci immediately blushed.

Song Fei asked them, “Are you done flirting? If not, I’ll come back later.”

Han Zhan pointed at the solid wood sofa opposite him. “Sister Fei, sit.” Ever since he was tricked by Song Fei, Han Zhan didn’t dare to be disrespectful to her anymore. He kept saying the word ‘Sister Fei’ and was as obedient as he could be.

Song Fei sat down on the sofa and immediately took off his shoes, sitting cross-legged on it.

When there were outsiders around, Song Ci would definitely not do this. She had a heavy burden as an idol, and she always sat like a swan in front of others, her curves beautiful and sexy. However, Song Fei didn’t have her burden as an idol. She would always sit wherever she wanted, never caring what others said.

After sitting down, Song Fei said to Song Ci, “Give me a few grapes to eat.”

Song Ci grabbed a bunch of washed grapes from the plate and threw them at Song Fei. Song Fei suddenly stretched out her hands and caught all the grapes like she was catching a ball.

As she tore the grape skin, she said to Han Zhan, “Who did you send to Dali?”

Han Zhan: “Long Yu.”

Song Ci asked, “Why did you ask Long Yu to go to Dali?” Song Ci had been dealing with Mo ZhuangKuang recently, and she didn’t know what Han Zhan and Song Fei were planning.

Song Fei glanced at Song Ci lazily and said, “Madam Mo saw her eldest son on this trip to Dali.”

Song Ci immediately understood what Song Fei meant. “Did the Mo family head know about this?”

“I’m sure he knows.”

The Mo family head was very possessive of Madam Mo. If he found out that Madam Mo had met the eldest son of her and her ex-lover behind his back, he would definitely not tolerate it.

“Do you think Mo family head will attack that child?”

Han Zhan nodded. “Yes.”

Song Ci stared at Han Zhan thoughtfully and couldn’t help but ask, “Han Zhan, if you were Mo Suixin, would you treat that child like this too?”

Song Ci dug a pit and waited for Han Zhan to jump into it. However, Han Zhan’s jumping power was amazing and he directly jumped over the pit. He said, “Don’t compare Mo Suixin and me, I won’t let a woman coaxed by me to fall in love with another man.”

Song Ci looked at him playfully. “Oh, are you so sure that I won’t fall in love with someone else?”

It was rare for Han Zhan to be so confident. “When we first got married, I might have been a little unconfident. But after a long time, you know how good I am. If you can still fall in love with another man, my name will be written backwards.”

Song Ci: “Zhanhan doesn’t sound nice. Han Zhan sounds better.” So, Han Zhan would never write his name backwards.

Song Fei sat on the sofa and was quietly fed another round of dog food. She felt that the grapes in her mouth were sour and didn’t taste good at all. She missed Yan Jiang so much. Yan Jiang also knew how to say nice things to make her happy.