Song Ci, who had originally just wanted to seduce Han Zhan into committing a crime, was not only given a full-body massage by Han Zhan, but also had her bones straightened.

Han Zhan really knew how to straighten bones. He held Song Ci’s chin with one hand and pressed the back of her neck with the other. With a slight twist, Song Ci heard the sound of bones clicking.

Song Ci was shocked by the crack of her own bones.

After the sternum ended, Song Ci felt sore all over, as if she had been clubbed a few times. Song Ci laid on the leather sofa like she had died, feeling slightly hopeless.

Han Zhan unscrewed the cap of the essential oil and kept it in the basket.

Lowering his head to look at Song Ci’s moaning manner, Han Zhan smiled and asked her, “Didn’t you want me to give you a massage? My massage technique is very comfortable. What’s your reaction now?”

“Han Zhan, I asked you for a late-night massage, not a blind one.”

“Oh?” Han Zhan leaned over and hugged Song Ci’s waist. He bit her neck. “It’s okay, the night is still long. We can continue the massage.”

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The next day, before dawn, around 5pm, the makeup artist and stylist arrived at the manor to make a veil for Song Fei.

Song Ci had been massaging Han Zhan late into the night and couldn’t get up in the morning.

But she gritted her teeth and got up.

Song Fei was afraid of the cold. She didn’t choose the mainstream wedding gown when she went out for a walk. Instead, she chose a warm white knitted dress.

It was the first time the stylist met someone wearing a fur dress outside the house. She wanted to persuade Song Fei to agree to wear a wedding gown, but Song Fei had her own character and felt that this was very good.

Song Fei was afraid of the cold and would wear velvet pants in the winter. Wouldn’t she freeze to death if she were to wear that kind of wedding gown in the morning?

The designer felt helpless but didn’t insist.

Song Fei’s knitted skirt reached her calves. It was a fishtail swing and looked rather nice. The stylist had turned Song Fei’s hair into curls and tied it into a low ponytail.

Considering that she had a very low-profile overall look, he put on red lipstick for her, making her look gentle and alluring.

Song Ci put on a light white gauze for Song Fei. She looked at the beautiful Song Fei and couldn’t resist hugging her shoulder. “Song Fei, you look very good today.”

Song Fei grabbed Song Ci’s hand and looked at the sisters in the mirror. She said sincerely, “Song Ci, thank you for always being here.”

Father and Mother are no longer around. Thank you for never leaving me.