Chapter 113

Half a million copies is a fatal temptation for tramps. What's more, the object is still a beautiful woman.

It's really the best of both worlds.

Han Zhan's eyes suddenly set off a storm, dark, very frightening. He tensed his muscles all over his body and tightened his grip on Song porcelain's fingers.

Song porcelain was pinched to pain, but did not stop Han Zhan. Thanks to the pain, her mind was clear and her mood was calm. Song porcelain said: "that day, in retrospect, it was really terrible."

Han Zhan has a violent feeling in his heart and wants to tear the guy named Cheng Ziang out of hatred.

Song porcelain's eyes flickered, as if she had returned to that night. Her voice kept on saying, "it's very painful and desperate. No matter what I call it, people downstairs pretend they can't hear it."

Han Zhan suddenly roared: "enough!" Song porcelain did not stop, and shake out a sentence: "Han Zhan, I have killed people."

Han Zhan took a deep breath.

Song porcelain closed her eyes, memory back to that dark day, eyelashes wings can not help but gently tremble, revealing her inner uneasiness and pain.

Her voice, with a trace of fear: "the knife is hidden under my bed sheet, I kill for the first time, because I have no experience, I can't grasp the strength, the dagger stabbed into the neck of that dirty man. It's very deep. When the artery breaks, the blood flows to my face. For the first time, I know that human blood can be so red, so hot, so... Disgusting. "

"When the man died, his clothes were not neat. How could he have imagined that he was killed by me before he tasted it." Song porcelain sneered and opened his eyes. His eyes were cold and arrogant, and his face was arrogant. "I don't know what he is. Even if I rolled into the mire, even if I was stained with mud, it was not that kind of thing to touch!"

"Stop it!" Han Zhan suddenly leaned over, pinched song porcelain's chin with his fingers and blocked her lips.

Song porcelain closed his eyes, because of fear and anger, his muscles were tense, and the whole person was like a stone sculpture. Han Zhan's breath warmed the whole body of song porcelain along his mouth.

Song porcelain is like a gag floating with the wind. It has found a place to settle down, and there is no need to worry about the heavy rain and wind. Her body gradually relaxed, paralyzed in Han Zhan's arms, tears finally along the tail of the eyes, sliding into the neck.

Find song porcelain finally relaxed, Han Zhan finally let go of her.

In the dim light, Han Zhan saw the fragile look on Song porcelain's face. She fixed her eyes and gazed at Han Zhan, squeezed his arm tightly, and said in a hoarse voice, "Han Zhan, hold me."

Wipe away Song Ci's tears, Han Zhan holds her in his arms.

In his heart, Han Zhan couldn't help kissing her hair and comforting her: "Song porcelain, we can settle our hatred one by one, but you must promise me that you will not be blinded by hatred."

After so much humiliation, song porcelain will certainly not let Cheng Ziang go. Han Zhan also supported song porcelain's revenge, but he did not allow song porcelain to lose itself on the road of revenge.

Hearing this, song porcelain was surprised. "I thought you would tell me that it was all over, and now I'm safe, I should let go of the past and cherish the present," she said

Han Zhan remained silent for a few seconds and then said, "no, what I want to tell you is that you should give back the hardships you have suffered, the injuries you have suffered, and the humiliation you have suffered. There's no reason why you've been hurt. I'd like to urge you to forgive me. "

He looked at Song porcelain's tearful eyes and sighed, "I advise you to let go of your hatred. Who would advise them to let you go?" To persuade people to put down the butcher's knife and hatred is what the virgin God should do. Han Zhan doesn't want to be the God of song porcelain. He just wants to be the husband of song porcelain.

When she is cold, dress her up.

When she's hungry, cook for her.

When she is humiliated, avenge her.

Song porcelain head on Han Zhan's shoulder, hear him say, is at last at ease. After a while, song porcelain pushed Han Zhan away. She bent her head and straightened her skirt. She said, "if you don't get off, you'll be late."

"Then go."

They got out of the car before and after, arm in arm, and went to the gate of Chengzhai.

Song porcelain and Han Zhan came hand in hand. As soon as she appeared, she attracted the attention of guests outside the gate.

A famous lady who knew song porcelain came to her and said, "song song, are you here too?" The speaker is a scholar born daughter named Zheng SuYue.

She was wearing a beige embroidered dress and long hair. She did not look very beautiful, but she was dignified and elegant.

Song porcelain to her a smile, also said: "Su Yue, long time no see."

Naturally, Zheng SuYue also knew about song porcelain's marriage, but her good family upbringing enabled her to maintain her elegant and generous manner in the face of the unknown Han Zhan. Facing Han Zhan with a smile, Zheng SuYue said to song porcelain, "this must be your husband, Mr. Han. I've seen his picture."

It has long been known that song porcelain married a nobody in Dongcheng. Zheng SuYue didn't have to pretend that he didn't know Han Zhan.

Mr. Song's alumni, Mr. Song Zhan, nodded to me, too Han Zhan nodded to Zheng SuYue, stretched out his right hand with gloves, shook Zheng SuYue for a moment, and then let go.Notice that Han Zhan's right hand is wearing gloves. Zheng SuYue's rumor is true. Song Ci is really a man with a hand disability. Although she was puzzled why song porcelain would marry such a disabled man, Zheng SuYue was not worried about eating radish and not worrying about it.

"Come in together?" Zheng SuYue asked song porcelain.

"Good."

Security personnel stand at the gate, carefully and respectfully check the invitation letter of each guest. The three handed in the invitation letter and passed the security inspection before they went into chengjiazhuang garden together.

At the gate, the green shade climbs the wall, two majestic stone lions are carved lifelike and majestic.

The buildings of the Cheng family's house have been built for some years, and they are full of traces of time everywhere. However, the traces do not seem old-fashioned, but give people a sense of the depth of the rich and long history of the Cheng family.

Cheng's house covers a small area, and a main building takes up two-thirds of the area. Behind the main building, there are three villa buildings with row style. Song Ci lived with Cheng Ziang in the villa building on the left in his previous life.

The main building is three stories high, with a cylinder built and the top of the castle. It is the main place for gathering and dining friends.

Entering the banquet hall, Zheng Su Yue met her friend and separated from Song porcelain. As soon as she left, song porcelain turned to Han Zhan and said, "Zheng SuYue's grandfather is the president of Wangdong University."

Han Zhan said, "I met his grandfather. He is a literary giant."

In a whisper, song porcelain saw Mu Mian and Mu Qiu, but did not see Du Tingting. She may be suffering from the aggravation of pregnancy and vomiting, so she is not suitable to attend such places.

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