Chapter 284: Don’t Worry, Just Win
Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon
Su Huanyanâs rationality was not swallowed by Sicilio. She pushed him away. âDonât speak so close to me.â
âOh? Why?â Sicilio said, âAfraid that you wonât be able to reject me?â
Although Sicilio guessed the truth, Su Huanyan wouldnât admit it easily. âNo, you didnât brush your teeth after dinner.â
Sicilioâs expression darkened.
Su Huanyan hurriedly stood up, hugged her tablet, and ran. After she left, Sicilio sighed into his palm, placed it in front of his mouth, and sniffed.
He clearly didnât have any bad breath. Although he didnât brush his teeth after dinner, he ate two peppermint chewing gum!
This damned woman lied to me again!
Sicilio turned and met Aaronâs eyes, who was holding a game console and walking out to play. Aaron looked at Sicilio with a faint smile. He said, âI didnât see you smelling your bad breath over there.â
Sicilio, âI donât have bad breath.â
âOh, then I was mistaken.â
Sicilio couldnât be bothered to look at Aaron as he entered the cabin.
Aaron shook his head, thinking that love would indeed turn people into idiots.
Su Huanyan entered the cabin, walked into the lounge, and sat beside Cheng Yanmo. Cheng Yanmo was playing mahjong with Han Zhan and the rest. Seeing Su Huanyan sit over, he adjusted his glasses and asked, âWhatâs the matter?â
It was obvious from Su Huanyanâs expression that she had something to say.
Su Huanyan said, âJust now, Sicilio showed me something.â
Cheng Yanmo was annoyed at the mention of Sicilioâs name. âWhat is it?â
Su Huanyan leaned close to Cheng Yanmoâs ear and said in a low voice, âLast night, when he borrowed the hairdryer, he installed a pinhole camera in it. Sicilio saw what you and I did in bed this morning.â
Cheng Yanmo fell silent.
Recalling how Sicilio had looked at him teasingly when they met in the corridor this morning, Cheng Yanmo felt embarrassed and his cheeks burned.
âYanmo, itâs your turn.â Han Zhan reminded Cheng Yanmo.
Cheng Yanmo was in a bad state. He said, âHuanyan, come over.â He needed to go and be alone.
Su Huanyan took over the tiles.
Cheng Yanmo returned to his room and rubbed his face with cold water. Seeing his dripping face in the mirror, he suddenly laughed.
Cheng Yanmo, oh Cheng Yanmo, youâre not a child. Why are you doing such embarrassing things?
After adjusting his mood, Cheng Yanmo returned to the main hall and saw that shameless Sicilio sitting beside Su Huanyan. Meanwhile, the others noticed that Cheng Yanmo had returned and had subtle expressions.
Cheng Yanmo instinctively wanted to reach out to touch his head to see if he would touch a green hat.
But he controlled himself.
Afraid that they would start fighting again, Su Huanyan thought of escaping after she played this tile. At this moment, Cheng Yanmo carried a chair and placed it on Su Huanyanâs left side.
As a result, while Su Huanyan was playing mahjong, Cheng Yanmo and Sicilio stood on either side of her. Su Huanyan sat in the middle, every pore on her body screaming awkwardness and discomfort.
Sicilio reached out his left arm to the back of Su Huanyanâs chair. Not to be outdone, Cheng Yanmo also reached his right hand to the back.
Their arms were stacked together and it was very hot.
Sicilio and Cheng Yanmo exchanged glances, their eyes filled with determination.
Aaron found it cold outside and carried the game console back into the house. Walking into the main hall, he saw the two menâs hands stacked together. He tilted his head and suggested sincerely, âI say, the two of you should just abandon Su Huanyan and live together.â
Hearing this, Cheng Yanmo and Sicilio retracted their hands at the same time. Their arms kept shaking as if they were stained with feces.
Song Ci chuckled and suggested. âHuanyan, why donât we play mahjong with Beibei? The men can all move aside.â
âI think so too.â
The three women sat down, but they were still missing a player.
Song Ci glanced at the four men. She didnât like anyone.
Aaron stared at the money in front of Song Ci and the rest. He stuffed the game console into his pocket and volunteered. He raised his hand and said, âLet me do it. Iâve never played this before. Teach me.â
Song Ci instinctively wanted to refuse, but Su Huanyan said, âAlright, you do it.â
Song Ci secretly kicked Su Huanyan.
Su Huanyan looked at her in confusion. âWhatâs the matter?â
Song Ciâs intuition told her that Aaron was here to cheat her of her money. She wanted Su Huanyan to be more vigilant and think more when she played her cards so that she wouldnât lose too badly. But Aaron was smiling at her and it was not convenient for Song Ci to tell Su Huanyan.
Song Ci endured it.
Aaron said, âCome on, tell me how to play.â
Su Beibei and Su Huanyan didnât understand Aaronâs bad character. In addition, Aaron was good-looking, adorable, and young. He looked like the mature type that Su Beibei liked.
Su Beibei explained the rules of the mahjong game in detail to Aaron. He memorized it and the four of them started to play.
Aaron was looking for feelings and knowing the rules in the first two rounds, so he kept losing.
But on the fourth round, he started to win, the kind that couldnât stop once he won. After seven to eight rounds, Song Ci suddenly clutched her stomach and said, âI want to go to the toilet. Big Brother, come and take over me.â
Knowing that Aaron was a game pit, Song Ci definitely wouldnât call Han Zhan over. Han Zhanâs money was also Song Ciâs money. Their hard-earned money couldnât be given to Aaron for nothing.
Sicilio was very happy to play mahjong with Su Huanyan. He hurriedly threw down his glass and happily came to substitute Song Ci.
Song Ci went to the toilet and drank a glass of wine. Returning to the table, she saw that there was little money left in front of Sicilio and the other two, while Aaronâs pocket was already bulging.
Sicilio saw that the money in front of Su Huanyan was gone. He instantly stood up and said, âNo more playing. Itâs time to sleep.â
Su Huanyan secretly heaved a sigh of relief. Su Beibei also relaxed.
Aaron had not won enough, but everyone didnât want to play anymore so he had no choice.
The mahjong game ended and they all went to the bar to drink. Aaron sat alone at the table. He took out the money from his pocket, threw them on the table, and organized them one by one.
Putting the 100 yuan together and keeping them when he gathered them in tens. The 50 yuan ones were stacked together, and the 1,000 yuan ones were stacked together again...
Placing the last dollar on that pile of change, Aaron said, âA total of 14,628 yuan.â He took off his jacket, pocketed the money, and took out his cell phone to check the bank interest rate today.
Aaron went to every bank to get a bank card. Every time he saved money, he chose the one with the highest deposit rate that day.
After calculating the bill, Aaron muttered. âIf I save money tomorrow, I will have to put it at the ICBC.â
Song Ci carried a glass of vodka and sat on the soft sofa. She leaned her head on Han Zhanâs shoulder and saw Aaron calculating money there. She asked Han Zhan curiously, âWhy does he love money so much?â
âHabit, probably.â Han Zhan gazed at Aaron gently. He said, âWhen we were young, Aaron always yearned for freedom and wanted to escape Edwardâs control. I told him that if he wanted freedom, you had to have money first.â
People without money were not worthy of talking about freedom.
All these years, Aaron had always remembered Han Zhanâs words. If he wanted to be free, he had to save money first. He had saved a lot of money and was no longer short of money. But after so many years, he had already developed the habit of keeping accounts and had also become a little money-grubber.
Before going to bed, Song Ci asked Song Fei on the phone, âCan you help me create a small software?â
âMmm? What do you want to do?â
Song Ci said, âMake a small software that can record accounts. Han Zhan has a brother called Aaron. You know that, right?â
âYou mean the guy who nearly killed you?â
Hearing Song Feiâs unhappiness, Song Ci rubbed her nose and said, âThat guy is not so bad.â
âI donât know how to write. I donât want to, and donât ask me to either.â Song Fei bore a grudge. She always remembered that it was that guy called Aaron who brought Song Ci from America to Italy.
Itâs my kindness that I didnât torture Aaron to death. How could I make a software for him?
Dream on
After being hung up, Song Ci didnât put this matter to heart. But the next morning, she woke up to receive Song Feiâs installation software.
Song Ci downloaded that software and realized that small software could be used to write diary entries or calculate accounts. It was very convenient.
Song Ci was very surprised to receive the software.
During breakfast, Song Ci chatted on WeChat with Song Fei. She asked, âDidnât you say you donât know how to make software for him?â What a cold-faced but warm-hearted guy.
Song Fei said, âIsnât that Han Zhanâs younger brother? Heâs also your younger brother. I didnât do it for him. I did it for you.â
Han Zhan was a sentimental person. Since he had brought that Aaron home, it meant that he really treated him as a younger brother.
Han Zhan was even happier that Song Ci and Aaron were on good terms.
Song Fei did all this not for Aaron, but for Song Ci.
Song Ci was very touched.
Song Ci: [Sister, itâs so good to have you.]
Song Fei: [If you have something to say, you call me elder sister. If not, you call me Song Fei, you ingrate.]
Song Ci: [Hehe.]
âWho are you chatting with? Youâre smiling like a weasel who stole a chicken.â Han Zhanâs fingers pinched Song Ciâs neck neither lightly nor heavily.
Song Ci snorted comfortably.
Su Huanyan and Cheng Yanmo were about to come for breakfast. Hearing Song Ciâs voice, they thought that the two of them were fooling around in the dining room. They stopped in their tracks and looked at each other, hesitating whether to go to the dining room or go back to their rooms.
At this moment, Aaron walked over.
He had a pair of earphones on his neck and didnât hear anything at all. Aaron walked casually to the dining room and saw Han Zhan and Song Ci. He said calmly, âMorning.â
âGood morning.â
Hearing this, Su Huanyan and Cheng Yanmo walked out.
Seeing that Han Zhan and Song Ci were both dressed neatly, Han Zhan was massaging Song Ci and not what they thought, the two of them looked slightly embarrassed.
During breakfast, Song Ci opened the cell phone app and handed it to Aaron. âLook at this.â
âWhat?â Aaron devoured his noodles and took the cell phone.
After reading through all the software features carefully, Aaron was slightly happy. This was practically tailor-made for me! âWhere did you get it from?â
Aaron was like a little boy who had met his beloved toy. He was slightly excited and smiled so widely that his eyes were curved.
Song Ci said, âI got my elder sister to design it for you. You donât have to go through so much trouble to memorize it in the future.â
Hearing this, Aaron felt slightly awkward. He rubbed his nose and said softly, âThank you.â
âMmm.â
Han Zhan saw that the two of them were getting along well and felt gratified but also slightly displeased. âMy companyâs financial management has been complaining that itâs very tiring to do accounts. Why donât you get Song Fei to develop an app for our company?â
Song Ci said, âThat will have to be charged.â
]Han Zhan was slightly jealous. âWhy his doesnât need money, but mine does?â
Aaron said, âThis bowl of noodles is so sour today.â
Song Ci said, âPerhaps the chef put too much vinegar[1].â
Han Zhan said, âHa!â
After breakfast, everyone returned to the city.
Returning to Wangdong City, they went about their own business. Aaron only had to go to work tomorrow. He went to deposit money and drove his motorcycle to deliver food.
Han Zhan went straight to the office and Song Ci received a call from Teacher Shen Yubei. Shen Yubei informed her to go over, so that he could tell her about the Queen Elizabeth violin competition.
Queen Elizabethâs International Music Competition. The first year was a piano competition, the second year was a violin competition, the third year was a composition competition, and the fourth year was fixing.
The last time they held a violin competition was in 2019.
Next year was the new violin competition.
Song Ci arrived at the Shen Family residence and Shen Yubei was practicing his violin. Shen Yubei was not a natural violin genius. He had been practicing his violin since he was young and had achieved his current position step by step.
In his life, he had only done two things seriously. One was playing the violin, and the second was loving Di Rongrong. He treated every single thing seriously like his life.
Song Ci waited for Shen Yubei to finish practicing before calling out. âTeacher.â
âComing.â
Shen Yubei turned and stared at Song Ci for a moment before asking, âHave you been practicing the violin recently?â
Song Ci didnât dare to lie to Shen Yubei. She told him honestly, âI was practicing at the beginning, but I went out to sea yesterday and didnât.â
âMmm.â Shen Yubei handed his violin âsoulâ to Song Ci for her to wipe it.
Song Ci was wiping his violin gently when she heard Shen Yubei say, âI signed you up for the Elizabeth violin competition. Donât feel pressured. Just win the championship.â
Song Ci was confused.
How can I not feel pressured?
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