Mr. He's heart beats the world with his beauty

Chapter 104 My People

Song Lan was taken aback for a moment, then looked back at He Chaozhi's ward.

Apart from He Chaozhi, the only one who can be called Mr. He is He Mingchuan.

He Mingchuan wanted to see her, probably because of He Chaozhi's injury, and she couldn't shirk it.

"Okay, I'll go now."

Song Lan went back to the ward and put on her coat, without waking He Chaozhi, she tiptoed away.

He's study.

He Mingchuan wore gold-rimmed glasses and sat on the main seat to approve the group's documents.

The secretary brought Song Lan to the door, bowed and said, "Mr. He, Miss Song is here."

"Come in." He Mingchuan said without raising his head.

Song Lan walked in, and her light footsteps stepped on the carpet without a sound.

The secretary closed the door and left.

The big study room was extremely empty, only He Mingchuan and Song Lan were there.

Song Lan walked up to He Mingchuan, and He Mingchuan put away the documents, took off his glasses and folded them up, leaned back, and looked at Song Lan's beautiful face seriously again.

"I really didn't expect that Chaozhi would risk his life for you."

Song Lan's eyelids twitched, and she lowered her eyes, "Mr. He was joking."

"Chaozhi grew up so big, I didn't care how he played outside, because I knew his temperament, he would not be tempted by anything that shouldn't be tempted, that's not worthy of his status, you are indeed number one Well, I underestimated you."

He Mingchuan lowered his voice, with a strong sense of threat.

"Song Lan, I didn't expect you to be so resourceful. It really impresses me."

Song Lan was neither humble nor overbearing, "You are too proud."

He Mingchuan snorted heavily.

"Praise? Song Lan, you don't really think I'm praising you, do you?"

He grabbed the expensive pen at hand and smashed it at Song Lan's feet.

The body of the pen cracked, and the ink sac inside shattered, splashing ink all over Song Lan.

He Mingchuan said with a gloomy face, "You used the reason that Shen Yingxue would harm Chaozhi to let Shen Yingxue out. But what is the difference between you and her now, as long as you are still here, Chaozhi will be injured because of you, Song Lan, you really let me down."

Song Lan's eyelashes trembled.

Xingshi asked the crime, but he still came.

She knew that He Mingchuan had always disliked her, because He Zhaozhi had been protecting her, so she tolerated it until now.

This time it was just an excuse.

"I promise this is just a mistake, and even if I pay my life, I won't let him get injured again."

"Empty words have no proof, why should I believe you?" He Mingchuan snorted coldly, knocking on the table with his fingers.

"Also, the three months you promised me are almost up, why haven't you become the president of KEO yet, do you think I'm easy to fool?"

He Mingchuan is a profit-heavy businessman, and once there is something that is not equal to the value, he will immediately block it.

Song Lan was already on the verge of danger.

"I'm the director now, one step away from the president. Mr. He, I will fulfill my promise. Until the end, this gamble is not over yet."

"You're not very young, and your tone is not small!" He Mingchuan sneered.

He took out a check from the drawer, and flung it coldly on Song Lan's face, his eyes piercingly indifferent.

"Here is 1000 million. If you accept it, you will leave Chaozhi forever. Don't appear in front of him again for the rest of your life."

The check carried a huge amount of money, and it floated lightly at Song Lan's feet.

Song Lan lowered her head, stared at the bright red dazzling 1000 million, counted the last seven zeros, and smirked across the corner of her mouth.

1000 million, compared with He Zhaozhi's unlimited black card, she can tell which one is more cost-effective.

He Mingchuan watched her silently pick up the check with a sneer in his eyes.

Sure enough, no matter how chaste and unyielding this kind of woman prostitutes her mouth, she will still succumb to money.

In the next second, he saw Song Lan put the check on his desk.

Song Lan said calmly, "Thank you Mr. He for the gift, but I don't need money right now, so I don't need it."

"Song Lan!?" He Mingchuan said that this was the first time he gave someone money back and was thrown back, his expression darkened.

"Are you thinking that 1000 million is too little, and are you trying to embarrass me? Knowing yourself is the most important thing in a person, and you should know what you are worth."

"I know." Song Lan took the words and smiled sweetly.

"I'm not even worth 1000 million."

"Hmph, as long as you know—"

"But I just like Chaozhi and want to stay with Chaozhi, so 1000 million is still [-] million. To me, it's no different from a penny. I don't want money. If Mr. He really wants to give it away People can donate to the Night City Orphanage, the poor children there need the money more than I do.”

Song Lan's tone was neither humble nor overbearing, understatement, the 1000 million check was like waste paper in her eyes, not worth mentioning.

He Mingchuan felt inexplicably insulted. He stood up angrily, "Song Lan, do you deserve to like He Chaozhi? You are nothing, and you deserve to like my son!?"

"She's nothing, she's a human being, I, He Chaozhi's woman."

The door of the study was pushed open abruptly, and He Zhaozhi strode in with a gloomy expression on his face.

Song Lan's face that didn't respond to He Mingchuan's sarcasm flashed a trace of surprise, "Chaozhi, aren't you in the hospital? Why are you here?"

He Chaozhi pulled Song Lan behind him with his uninjured right hand, and said in a deep voice, "Old man, don't think that I'm injured, you can deal with my people as you like. If there is no Song Lan, I would have planned to never get along with you." contacts!"

He Mingchuan was first startled, then angry, and tremblingly said, "Nizi, you naughty son!"

He Zhaozhi ignored the furious He Mingchuan, grabbed Song Lan's hand, turned around and left, "Let's go!"

Song Lan looked at He Mingchuan in astonishment, and was dragged out of the gate of He's house by He Chaozhi, and stuffed into the car, "He Chaozhi, you've made your father so angry!"

The silent man turned his face suddenly, his long eyebrows furrowed sharply, "So, you want me to watch you being mocked and insulted by him, and scolded by him like a wooden stake?"

"He Zhaozhi, that's what I should bear. The two of us have very different identities. I..."

"Song Lan!"

He Zhaozhi suddenly let out a low growl, and fixed his deep eyes on her.

"You are shameless. I, He Chaozhi, want you to. As long as you are still my woman, for a day, you will not tolerate anyone's bullying, not even my father!"

Song Lan was stunned.

She stared blankly at He Zhaozhi's eyes, those eyes were dark and dark, as if there was a vortex trying to suck her in.

"He Zhaozhi, I..."

Before Song Lan could speak, Song Zi called.

"Hey, what's wrong?"

"Song Lan, come to the nursing home quickly, your father is in the emergency room!"

Pop, the phone hangs up.

Song Lan seemed to have been sucked out of her soul, she didn't care about talking to He Chaozhi, she opened the car door and ran off.

He Chaozhi chased him out, "Song Lan, what's wrong with you, Song Lan?"

(End of this chapter)