After my wife pulled out my oxygen tube, I was born again

In a luxury hotel abroad.

Chu Zihan sat quietly on the sofa. She checked the electronic version of all the intelligence sent by Cheng Hai.

Holding the phone in his hand, a gentle smile filled his face.

She dialed Song Yang's number and waited for the familiar voice on the other end.

"Hello, Zihan?" Song Yang's slightly tired but still warm voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Well, it's me." Chu Zihan responded softly, "Have you been so busy lately that you haven't had a good meal and rest?"

Song Yang smiled on the other end of the phone: "Yeah, I'm really busy recently. But don't worry, I will take care of myself."

"You always say that, but I know you definitely don't take good care of yourself."

There was a hint of helplessness and distress in Chu Zihan's tone.

"Everything is fine with me here, you don't have to worry about me. You, on the other hand, must pay attention to your health."

The two of them chatted about daily life like this, as if they could feel each other's warmth across the distance of space.

Suddenly, Chu Zihan changed the topic: "By the way, Song Yang, I have something to tell you."

"What's the matter?" Song Yang asked.

"I arranged for Cheng Hai to contact Pan Xun and get information about the destiny from Pan Xun."

Chu Zihan's tone became serious.

"All the information has been sent to your personal mailbox. See if it helps."

Song Yang was very surprised after hearing this: "Zihan, you actually took the initiative! I..."

"Do you blame me for meddling in your affairs?" Chu Zihan asked nervously.

"no no!"

Song Yang quickly explained: "I'm surprised that you can do so well. This is a good assist for me and saves me a lot of trouble. Zihan, thank you."

Hearing Song Yang's thanks and praise, Chu Zihan felt sweet in his heart.

She knew what she was doing was right, and being able to help Song Yang made her feel extremely happy and satisfied.

"Well...it seems I helped you!"

Song Yang nodded repeatedly: "Of course, if you weren't abroad, I would be eager to hug you and kiss you hard now!"

Chu Zihan's cheeks turned red and he said coquettishly: "What nonsense are you talking about in broad daylight?"

Song Yang chuckled: "I'm here in the middle of the night. After a couple of kisses, I can release something else."

Chu Zihan's cheeks turned red: "You're going to die! Qin Juan is still here with me, don't talk anymore! Wait until I go back to deal with you!"

"Okay, Sister Zihan, I'm waiting for you to come back and fight me for 800 rounds!"

Chu Zihan snorted angrily: "You're exhausted!"

With the help from his wife, Song Yang has absolute confidence in Dou Tianming Organization!

Finally, I can have a good sleep.

…………

The first ray of sunlight in the morning shines through the cracks in the curtains and onto Song Yang's face.

He frowned slightly, still struggling with some problems in his dream.

The vibrating sound of his cell phone woke him up from his light sleep. When he opened his eyes, he saw a message from Chu Zihan.

——The information about Tianming has been all sorted and sorted, and is lying in his mailbox.

He sat up, took a deep breath of fresh air, opened his mailbox, and saw dense text and data.

He read it carefully, sometimes frowning in thought, sometimes with a twinkle in his eye.

Boom boom boom!

A knock on the door interrupted his thoughts.

He stood up and opened the door. Zhang Miaozhen was standing outside.

She was wearing her usual business attire, but today she seemed a little different from usual.

There was a trace of nervousness and expectation in her eyes, and she clasped her hands together as if she was trying to calm down her emotions.

Zhang Miaozhen experienced countless struggles and hesitations on the way to Song Yang's room.

She had been thinking about how to speak and how to express her intentions.

I was fine before I came, but I didn't remember it until I got to the hotel.

I'm so stupid, why don't I bring someone with me and just come here by myself!

This man and woman alone...

When she thought of this, her heart beat faster and she felt that every step she took was extremely heavy.

When she stood in front of Song Yang's room door, she took a deep breath.

Her hands even trembled slightly as she prepared to knock on the door.

She wasn't sure if Shen Po would fall out with her directly?

Song Yang...how do you think of her?

What's going on here? Zhang Miaozhen kept shaking his head, trying to get rid of the distracting thoughts in his mind.

These random thoughts that broke into her mind made her feel extremely nervous and uneasy.

"Uncle...Master, are you...are you free?" she stammered, her voice trembling.

Her eyes flickered, not daring to look directly into Song Yang's eyes, as if she was afraid of seeing rejection or indifference.

When Song Yang let her in and sat on the sofa, she felt like she was sitting on cotton, her body light and airy.

She tried to keep herself calm, but the tension in her heart surged like a tide.

Her hands were clenched together, her knuckles turning white from the exertion.

"Please take a seat. Come here so early. Mr. Zhang is really a workaholic when it comes to work."

Song Yang's relaxed tone, against the backdrop of the rising sun, made people feel warm.

But that performance without distracting thoughts made Zhang Miaozhen a little disappointed for some reason.

During the conversation with Song Yang, she tried to keep herself calm, but her voice still revealed a hint of nervousness and uneasiness.

She didn't dare to look directly into Song Yang's eyes, she only glanced at him secretly occasionally, and then quickly lowered her head.

"Sit down, you're here just in time. Let me tell you something. I got all the information on Tianming's plan for Taoism in Longhu Mountain."

When Song Yang mentioned the information about Tianming, Zhang Miaozhen's heart was even more disturbed.

She couldn't believe her ears!

It’s even more unbelievable that this information would appear in Song Yang’s hands!

Her eyes were full of shock and confusion, as if she had seen a whole new world.

"Is this...is this true?" she asked in a trembling voice, as if the question exhausted all her strength.

Her heart was filled with excitement and anticipation, but also mixed with a hint of fear and uneasiness.

She was afraid that she had just heard it wrong, and that Song Yang was unwilling to share this information with her.

This information must be difficult to obtain.

Song Yang's conditions are indeed normal.

Want money? I'm afraid Zhengyi Group won't be able to come up with the money that makes him fancy.

It’s not about asking for money, is it...

people?

When he thought of this, Zhang Miaozhen's face became hot again.

"Well, it's true. Otherwise, Mr. Zhang is a blessed man! It's just right, let's appreciate the secrets of destiny together, and learn other people's strategies."

However, when she saw Song Yang's firm eyes and confident smile, her inner fear and anxiety gradually dissipated.

She knew she could trust this man, but she felt a little dirty.

She took a deep breath and tried to calm down her emotions. : "You let me read such important information casually?"

Song Yang was startled: "What else?"

There were tears in her eyes, as if she saw hope and dawn.

At this moment, the tension in her heart was finally released.

This release…

He got a little carried away: "Uncle Grand Master, you are so handsome!"

then……

Zhang Miaozhen regretted it...

She is so selfless that she forgets herself...

Hug Song Yang!

Like a koala...

As for Song Yang, it was as good as seeing a hundred thousand grass and mud horses dancing in front of him.

"Mr. Zhang... your morning exercise method is a bit special..."