Chapter 175

For some reason, Han Zhan's face suddenly jumps out of Cheng Yanmo's brain. He thought of Han Zhan's eyes with mixed blood characteristics, and asked the housekeeper tentatively, "that little brother, does he have a pair of gray blue eyes?"

After hearing this, the housekeeper even showed a surprised expression and asked Cheng Yanmo: "do you still remember, young master? How old were you then? "

Cheng Yanmo couldn't speak directly.

He thought, how could it be so clever?

Han's grandson is really Han Zhan! Isn't it that Han Zhan has only one grandfather? Cheng Yanmo is afraid that he may have mistaken the relationship between Han Zhan and Han Laozi. He asks the housekeeper, "is Zhan Zhan his grandson or grandson?"

"Grandson, father Han has only one daughter. The daughter died early. When he died, Zhan Zhan was only six or seven years old."

Cheng Yanmo waved his hand and asked the housekeeper to have a rest. He went back to his study alone.

Sitting on the sofa in his study, Cheng Yanmo thinks of the scene when he met Han Zhan several times, but he has a feeling that he is so. He finally understood why in the boxing hall, Han Zhan dared to beat his boss Li Li into that appearance. In the teahouse, Li Li, as the boss, should take the initiative to open the door for Han Zhan.

The reason is very simple, because Han Zhan is the real boss!

Why can Zeus Airlines quickly gain a firm foothold and fight its way in the civil aviation of many state-owned enterprises? Because he is backed by Han Aoyu!

What is Han Aoyu?

That's the man who can let the national flag fly at half mast after death!

All doubts have been explained.

Cheng Yanmo can't help but reflect on what he did to Han Zhan. Is there anything wrong. He didn't offend Han Zhan, did he? He felt that he should not have offended Han Zhan, but when he thought of his younger brother, who was very provocative, Cheng Yanmo was not sure.

On the morning of the 26th, Cheng Ziang got up early and sat at the table with a gloomy face. Last night until midnight, people in the wechat group were still discussing song porcelain's marriage today, and there were a lot of dogs who wanted to interview Cheng Ziang.

What mood can Cheng Ziang have?

It's not his marriage!

Cheng Yanmo came downstairs. Seeing Cheng Ziang's gloomy face, he could not help but warn him, "stay at home today, and don't go anywhere."

Cheng Ziang sneered, "don't worry, I don't love song porcelain so much. I'm just angry and uncomfortable." Think about it, he is the second young master of Chuandong group, where is not better than Han Zhan?

However, Cheng Zi'ang only dared to say it in his heart, afraid of being forced to look at by his brother.

Cheng Yanmo is still worried about his younger brother. After thinking about it, he said, "if you go to the company with me today, you can't go anywhere under my nose."

Cheng Ziang was shocked. "Brother, I'm not a child!"

Cheng Yanmo looked at him coldly, sank his face and said, "if you are a child, I will give you homework." Did not give him homework, is his Cheng Yanmo tender hearted.

Cheng Ziang couldn't eat breakfast.

Cheng Yanmo did what he said. When he went out, he really put Cheng Ziang on the car. When he arrived at the company, he put Cheng Ziang into his office and threw him a notebook, leaving him to fend for himself.

During the meeting, he had to set up a chair for his younger brother in the meeting room, so that all the senior managers thought Cheng Yan Mo was going to put Cheng Zi'ang into the company for training.

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it's not easy for Cheng's brothers to live here. It has nothing to do with song porcelain. She is very busy today.

Song porcelain was born in Caijia village. Later, their sisters grew up. In order to facilitate the two sisters to study, the family moved to the city.

In the past, when my parents were still there, I would go back to live in the countryside for a period of time every year to repair the house. After the earthquake, her parents died, and her sister became a vegetable. Song porcelain did not manage the old house any more.

Because he was going to get married, song porcelain sent someone to repair the old house in advance. The walls of the house were pasted with wall cloth again, and new furniture was bought.

She lived here last night.

Just four o'clock, there was a car noise downstairs. It was the makeup artist team. Song porcelain had to get up and drink a glass of milk for herself in a sleepy eye, and then she was pressed on the stool by the makeup artist and began to make up her hair.

Everything is ready. It's daylight.

The wedding time is set at nine o'clock, and song porcelain has an hour of free time. She put her mobile phone on the top of the cupboard and made a video call to Song Fei.

It's one o'clock in the night in Congo. Song Fei is already asleep. In the room is a double bed. Song Fei sleeps on the wall and Yan Jiang on the window. Hear the mobile phone ring, shallow sleep Yanjiang connected the video.

"Song and Song dynasties."

Song porcelain stares at Yan Jiang for a few seconds and then says, "how long has this just passed? Why are you so black?"

The skin of the first beautiful man Yan Jiang used to be white and smooth, but in a short month, he was black. Seeing the dislike of song porcelain, Yan Jiang shook his head and laughed. He said, "near the equator, what do you say?"Song porcelain asked him, "do you still sleep with Song Fei?"

"Well."

"Look at your achievements. When you climb into Song Fei's bed one day, please tell me that I'll set off fireworks for you to celebrate."

You don't have to laugh at yourself

The joke time is over, Yan Jiang looks serious. He looked at Song porcelain quietly, looked at her appearance in the wedding dress, and said sincerely: "song song, you are very beautiful today."

Song porcelain was a little embarrassed by his praise, she asked Yan Jiang: "compared with Song Fei?"

Yan Jiang: "in my eyes, Song Fei is gray headed and ugly, which is better than you."

Song porcelain pretends to be despairing: "you do!"

Yanjiang picks eyebrow, said: "that line, saved the red envelope."

"You are still my good brother." Song porcelain is like a book.

Yan Jiang laughed and said, "I've prepared a wedding gift for you. Allan should be here soon. Look forward to it."

Song porcelain was a little surprised, "you are...

she was moved.

They have been chatting for so long, but they haven't heard Song Fei's voice. Song Ci knows that Song Fei must be very tired, so he sleeps so heavily. "Is Song Fei very tired?"

Yan Jiang aimed the camera at Song Fei's sleeping face, and his voice became gentle and soft: "she was still looking at the calendar before she went to bed, thinking that today is your wedding day. There are a lot of patients in these two days. She has no rest. Now she is asleep, and I can't bear to wake her up. "

"Never mind. Let her sleep. When she wakes up, ask her to call me back."

"Good."

Just then, song porcelain heard the makeup artist say: "song song, is that Yan Jiang's assistant Alan?" The makeup artist is a friend of song porcelain, named Allen. They have a good relationship and call each other's names directly.

Song porcelain went to the window and looked downstairs. Sure enough, he saw Allen. "It's him." Song porcelain said to Yan Jiang, "your assistant is here. Don't talk."

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