Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

Every summer in Wangdong City is especially hot, like a big steamer, steaming makes the whole city feel irritable, and this year is even more abnormal.

Layers of heat waves can be seen in the air, and the leaves on the viewing trees in the courtyard are all sick, longing for the next downpour.

Under the white pavilion, a woman was lying on a bamboo chair for her morning break, her black curly hair was wet with sweat. The girl in her dream suddenly raised her arms and squeezed the armrest of the bamboo chair, her head shook in horror.

"what..."

"Help!"

Huh--

Song Ci opened his eyes abruptly and sat up from the recliner.

Is she still alive?

Didn't she get knocked out by her adoptive father and thrown into the car, and even the car led people into the Yulongyuan River and died?

When the passing maid heard this horrified cry, she stopped, stood in the shaded corridor, and asked Song Ci: "Miss Song, what's wrong with you?"

Song Ci took a few breaths before looking at the sound. Seeing the maid, Song Ci thought for a while before remembering who this person was. "Aunt Zhang, I'm fine, maybe it's too hot, and some heat stroke."

"Then go in the house and rest. I made a smoothie for you and the young lady. It happened to be ready to eat."

"it is good."

Watching Aunt Zhang enter the house, Song Ci stood up.

She stood in the pavilion and looked around the courtyard in front of her. This is the Mu's garden, where several viewing trees have been planted and a spring pond has been built. Song Ci walked to the side of the spring and looked at the clarified water in the pond, and the sorrowful pictures of the previous life appeared in his mind.

The so-called last life, is she really experienced, or is it just a dream?

Song Ci couldn't tell the difference, and he didn't dare to make a conclusion.

There were footsteps approaching and the pace was light. When she approached, Song Ci smelled a faint scent of lily. Mu Qiu loves the light fragrance of lily, and always leaves some lily fragrance on his body.

"Sister, Aunt Zhang said you have some heatstroke, how are you now?" The girl's voice was sweet, dripping on the stone plate like a clear spring.

Song Ci turned sideways, looking at the girl beside her. Mu Qiu has straight black hair that crosses the shoulders. He is delicately born. His slapped face and delicate body make people want to love him.

At this moment, Mu Qiu was smiling, his eyes filled with concern for her, completely different from the selfish and ruthless woman in the previous life. Mu Qiu, would he really hurt her and Song Fei in order to survive?

Seeing that Song Ci had been reluctant to answer, Mu Qiu was even more worried about her body, the delicate willow eyebrows twisted into a curved line. "Sister? Why don't you speak?"

"I'm still a little dizzy." Song Ci said, "I'll go back to the room and lie down for a while."

"...Then go and rest, the air conditioner has been on and off."

Song Ci's room and Mu Qiu's room are next to each other, both on the second floor. After Song Ci went back to the house, how could she sleep? Thinking of something, she was busy looking around the house. Finally, she found her mobile phone on the desk.

Song Ci turned on the phone and scanned the calendar.

2020, July 5th.

Song Ci's eyes widened slightly. August 12, 2020 is Song Fei's death day. Now it is one month before Song Fei's death!

Sister is still alive!

Song Ci was so excited that she shed tears on the spot.

She quickly wiped away her tears, put down her phone, and walked to the window sill. She remembered that one month before her sister's death, Mu Qiu suddenly fainted to the ground. He was diagnosed with heart disease only after admission, and he urgently needed a heart change.

I want to prove that the ridiculous life was just a dream of my own, or I really experienced it, and I will soon know the answer.

If everything in the dream is true, then in this life, she must turn the tide and protect her sister!

Throughout the afternoon, Song Ci shut herself in her room to sort out the scenes in her dreams.

Towards the evening, the door of the room was knocked suddenly.

Song Ci heard a middle-aged female voice whisper outside the door: "Song Song, are you awake? I heard Qiu'er say that you almost had a heat stroke today. Aunt Zhang made mung bean soup. Would you like to get up and drink some?"

The person outside is Du Tingting, Mu Qiu's mother, a woman who has been dominated by Mu Mian for a lifetime.

Just when Du Tingting thought Song Ci was still asleep and turned around to leave, Song Ci suddenly opened the door from inside.

Du Tingting turned her head in surprise, she looked at Song Ci carefully, and saw her ruddy complexion, she must have recovered, and she was relieved. "Wake up, then go downstairs to eat."

"it is good."

Song Ci followed Du Tingting downstairs.

She looked at Du Tingting's back, Du Tingting was holding her hair, with a white hosta inserted between her hair, which was very valuable. In the last life in the dream, Du Tingting died of cerebral hemorrhage three years later.

Just opened the door and suddenly saw Du Tingting, Song Ci felt like a world away.

Song Ci did not know whether Du Tingting was involved in the murder of Song Fei, at least on the surface, Du Tingting really loved her as a daughter. It was only in his last life that he found out that he was a blind idiot. Song Ci no longer believed his own eyes.

Song Ci and Du Tingting came to the restaurant together, and Mu Qiu was already there.

Seeing Song Ci come downstairs, Mu Qiu said to her: "In the afternoon, Cheng Ziang called and said that he wanted to ask her sister to go to the movie tonight, sister, are you going?"

Before Song Ci answered, he heard Du Tingting say: "Why doesn't he call your sister directly?"

Mu Qiu said: "I hit it, but it didn't get through."

Song Ci passed the afternoon in a haze, and the phone was turned off. She explained: "My phone is turned off and I forgot to charge it."

Mu Qiu looked at Song Ci, and his gossiping heart ignited, "Then sister, are you going to make an appointment?"

"Not going."

It is impossible to keep an appointment, and it is impossible to keep an appointment with Cheng Ziang in this lifetime.

Cheng Ziang has a half-brother named Cheng Yanmo, who is smart and capable, and is known as the proud son of heaven. With such an excellent elder brother pressed, Cheng Ziang has been stubborn for a long time, and his character is very bad.

At that time, among the noble princes in Wangdongcheng, there was a saying like this——

When marrying a wife, you should marry Mu Qiu, and you should find Song Ci when you are in love.

The beauty of Song Ci is dazzling. She is like a rare treasure. Everyone can't look away from their greedy and coveted eyes. And Mu Qiu, she is a bright pearl, gentle, quiet and virtuous.

Mu Qiu fits at home, being a gentle, well-behaved and virtuous little wife. As for Song Ci, her beauty predestined her to be a radiant existence. No man can surrender her. Therefore, every man wants to have some trouble with her.

But it was such a woman who made countless men obsessed and admired, but she obeyed the arrangements of her adoptive father Mu Mian and married Cheng Ziang at the age of 24.

Cheng Ziang has a mental illness and can't have **** when he's nervous. Married to a beautiful Song Ci, who can see but can't eat, Cheng Ziang always guards against her cheating. One month after the marriage, just because Song Ci smiled at the little brother who delivered the courier, Cheng Ziang fisted her.

With the first domestic violence, there will be a second, a third...

Song Ci tried to divorce Cheng Ziang, but Cheng Ziang was forced to threaten the survival of Chaoyang Company. During that time, Chaoyang Company’s management was chaotic and the capital chain was broken. If it were not for the help of Chuandong Group, Mu Mian might face a crisis of bankruptcy.

Song Ci was grateful for Mu Mian's care for their sisters and could not divorce Cheng Ziang. The two entangled and tortured together for 6 years, and finally divorced after Song Ci stabbed Cheng Ziang's small intestine.

Married at the age of 24 and divorced at the age of 30, Song Ci became a little bitter chrysanthemum from a flower of wealth in the world.

The more I think about it, the more aggrieved Song Ci feels for her last life.

There are thousands of beautiful men in the world, Cheng Ziang is a fart!

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There are thousands of beautiful men in the world, Cheng Ziang is a fart, and Han Zhan is truly stunning.