Chapter 78

Zhong Buhui thought for a while and said hesitantly, "don't you think song porcelain looks like Mulan sister?" Mulan, Han Aoyu's only daughter, is Han Zhan's biological mother.

For too long, no one mentioned Mulan in front of Han Aoyu. Suddenly, hearing Mulan's name, Han's chest hurt and his expression became sad.

Han'ao looked up at Zhong Buhui with hesitation. He asked, "is it like that?"

Zhong Buhui nodded, "it is a bit like, not skin, but bone. They are very similar

"No wonder..." he said that song wench's face is some familiar, think carefully, it is indeed some Xiao miss his daughter Mulan.

With a sad sigh, Han Aoyu said, "when Mulan left, Zhan Zhan was also seven years old." Seven year old children, already remember. Mulan's death has brought great impact to Han Zhan. Han Zhan seldom mentions his dead mother in recent years, but it does not mean that he does not miss her in his heart.

Han Aoyu thought that Han Zhan suddenly married a woman, which was too hasty and strange in his heart. After finding that song porcelain and Han Zhan's mother's looks are somewhat similar, Han Aoyu is relieved.

"Zhanzhan had no mother since childhood. Maybe he saw a girl named song and had attachment in his heart, so he chose her."

Zhong Buhui also thinks that this speculation is the most reasonable. "Maybe."

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the hotel is not far away from Han Zhan's home, and it can be reached within ten minutes by car. Song porcelain and Han Zhan came out of the hotel at half past ten. Han Zhan is a person who is used to going to bed early. They don't hang out and drive home directly.

Sitting on the co pilot, Song Ci rubbed his stomach and asked Han Zhan, "when is my grandfather going back?"

"Tomorrow."

"Tomorrow?" Song porcelain was a little surprised. She sat up straight. She said, "why don't you play a few more days? Anyway, I have nothing to do. I can take care of him and accompany him to visit wangdongcheng. "

"There's some trouble," Han said

"What's the trouble?"

Seeing that song porcelain didn't understand, Han Zhan explained: "he has a special identity. If someone knows that he is visiting Dongcheng, someone will come to visit him. My grandfather said, "when you retire, you will no longer ask about official affairs."

Song porcelain thought a little, just wanted to understand the reason why han Aoyu was so anxious to go home. She could not help admiring and sighing, "my grandfather is really a thorough person."

The car was parked in the underground garage and the two people took the elevator up the stairs. Song porcelain looks at the figure of two people in the wall and thinks of something. Her right hand hooks hook Han Zhan's left hand. "Brother Han."

Han Zhan looks down at her. "What's the matter?"

Song porcelain hinted at him: "what am I to you?"

Han Zhan is a little confused.

What's this weird question?

I always think that the answer should be a serious one. Han Zhan said uncertainly, "are you my Youlemei?" A few years ago, this stem was very hot, and Han Zhan had heard of it.

Song porcelain's face was stiff and almost broke through. She gave a smile, curled her lips and said, "No. Think again. " Clearly before call so natural, hurt her heart for a long time.

Han Zhan couldn't think of it for a while, so he looked down at Song porcelain. Song porcelain's eyelashes are very long. At the moment, her eyelids are slightly drooping, and her eyelashes cast a row of gray and blue shadows on the porcelain white skin at the bottom of her eyes. The eyelashes shake and the shadow changes accordingly.

It's moving.

Han Zhan's heart is so good that Han Zhan is enlightened. "Porcelain treasure." The man's deep voice, with the magic of hook people, rings on the top of song porcelain.

Song porcelain brush the ground, open eyes, happy mood. "How did you come up with that name?" When Han Zhan suddenly heard Han Zhan call himself porcelain treasure tonight, song porcelain was shocked.

Han Zhan said, "I think it's very suitable for you." She is the song and song porcelain of many people, but it is destined to be his only porcelain treasure.

Song porcelain don't twist to rub the earlobe, mutter: "calculate you have eyes."

Coming out of the elevator, Han Zhan has been staring at Song porcelain's red ears. When he got home, song porcelain washed first. Han Zhan sat by the bed and changed song porcelain's wechat notes to porcelain treasure and telephone notes.

Song porcelain came out after the bath. She was not wearing pajamas, but wrapped in a loose bathrobe. "Brother Han, go and take a bath."

"Well."

The newly bought make-up table has arrived. Song porcelain sits in front of the table to protect her skin. Han Zhan comes out after taking a bath and sees that Song Ci is still pounding her bottles and jars. He found it hard for girls to pick eyebrows, especially for beautiful girls.

Han Zhan looked at the time. It was half past eleven.

I have to go to sleep.

He lay down on the inner side of the bed and left the other side to song porcelain. Wipe the face cream, the song porcelain goes into the cloakroom for a pajamas, then goes to bed. When she came, Han Zhan smelled the faint fragrance on her body. "What lotion are you wearing?"

Song porcelain said: "green tea flavor." "I'm a green tea whore," she says

Han Zhan smiles.

He wanted to sleep with song porcelain in his arms, but he hesitated and did not dare to put his hand out. Song porcelain suddenly said: "they say that men are born to kiss. When kissing, the Adam's Apple will roll up and downHan Zhan opened his eyes and looked at her with burning eyes. He couldn't figure out what she meant. He asked tentatively, "what do you want to say?"

Song porcelain turned over and held his head in his hands. There were thousands of amorous feelings in his eyes. Being looked at like this by her, Han Zhan even scalp is excited. Song porcelain said: "I want to see your laryngeal knot rolling."

Han Zhan can bear it. He is not a man.

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the next morning.

Han Zhan is standing in the room wearing a tie and fixing it. He glances at the time as he picks up his watch.

It's half past seven.

This is the first time Han Zhan got up late in so many years. He looked at Song porcelain, who was sleeping soundly on the bed, and suddenly chucked his mouth with self mockery. Han Zhan, Han Zhan, you claim that you are a gentleman with reason, but you are not a fart in front of beauty.

I advise you to be a person.

Han Zhan shook his head when he came to the company. "Tut Tut, Mr. Han, it's strange that you should be late." Han Zhan looked at him faintly and entered the office without saying a word.

How can Li Li understand the sweet sadness of married men?

Li Li walks into the office after Han Zhan. When the door closes, he closes his smile and looks serious. "I can't go with you on this business trip."

Aoyu No.1 will be officially launched in the European and American markets tomorrow. There are many occasions for negotiation when new products are launched. This business trip will take a week. Li Li should have gone with Han Zhan, but he couldn't leave this time.

Newly married, Han zhangang realized the fun between husband and wife, and didn't want to be separated from Song porcelain. He was going to let Li Li go on a business trip to the United States on his own, but he stayed at home with song porcelain. It seems that he can't.

Han Zhan took off his suit coat and hung it on the floor hanger. He untied the Cufflinks of his shirt and asked him, "what can I do for you?"

Li Li rubbed his eyebrows impatiently and said in a low voice, "my mother wants to have a small operation. I have to accompany her."

Han Zhan was a little surprised and showed concern on his face, "isn't aunt always in good health? What kind of operation is this? "

Li Li said: "it's uterine fibroids, need to cut the uterus, I have to accompany her side to rest assured."

"It's not a minor operation." How important the uterus is to a woman is self-evident.

Han Zhan is not the kind of unreasonable boss, even if agreed.

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