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

Chapter 117 Wedding Invitations
He Zhaozhi opened his eyes impatiently, his dark pupils lacking interest.

"It's nothing, it's just that he has been spreading negative scandals about you before. I was disgusted by what I heard, so I took the initiative to buy Lu's. He is just a bereaved dog now, and he doesn't care about it."

Song Lan suddenly realized.

She said, why before Lu Ang always harassed herself with arrogance, and threatened her with work at every turn, but then disappeared.

The Lu family was considered a mid-upstream family in Yecheng, but it was bought by He Zhaozhi as soon as he said it. This is Lu Ang's luck... Tsk, it's really unlucky.

Knowing the inside story of Lu Ang's bankruptcy, instead of feeling guilty, Song Lan felt elated.

Lu Ang threatened and lured her more than once before, and now he deserves what happened.

Seeing the corner of the woman's mouth raised secretly, He Zhaozhi sneered and pinched the soft flesh on her face.

Song Lan's skin is as good as a peeled lychee, so He Zhaozhi can't put it down.

"Why, are you proud now? It's good to know me now. If it weren't for me, that kid is still showing off his power in front of you. What reward do you plan to give me?"

When it comes to remuneration, Song Lan sat up straight, and said solemnly: "What remuneration, what is the relationship between the two of us, is it too unfamiliar to say that?"

He Zhaozhi: "Chih—"

Song Lan continued to say with a stern face: "You have to put down your capitalist ethos. Power oppresses people. It's not good."

He Zhaozhi watched her act with a smile, raised his eyebrows cooperatively and said, "Really? Isn't it good? Then I let Lu Ang go now, how about letting him continue to play the clown in front of you?"

Song Lan: "Forget it."

In any case, getting rid of Lu Ang is a comfortable thing.

Song Lan was in a good mood, so he opened the car window and leaned on the window to let the air in.

Her black hair like a waterfall fluttered in the wind, very beautiful.

He Zhaozhi sat behind and looked at her with deep eyes.

"Song Lan, stay by my side, be obedient, and I will help you solve all problems, understand?"

Song Lan squinted her eyes, pretending she didn't hear it.

He Zhaozhi never knew what she was thinking.

She wanted the He family, wanted his life.

After a day's rest, she returned to MC to work again. Fang Xueqi was nowhere to be seen, and He Xiaoya didn't come to work either.

Only Han Zicheng stood at the door of her office, wondering what he was thinking.

Song Lan slowed down and walked over: "Mr. Han, what's the matter?"

Han Zicheng turned his head and saw Song Lan's indifference towards him, and his heart ached.

His eyes were red, he looked haggard after staying up for several nights.

But he still smiled gently at Song Lan.

"Song Lan, I just want to inform you that due to the mistakes I made... MC unilaterally decided to end the newspaper exchange work ahead of schedule, and you can return to KEO. As compensation, we will pay KEO the compensation that should be paid. "

With He Xiaoya in this condition, it is inconvenient for her to come to work, and it is also uncomfortable for Song Lan to stay here.

Han Zicheng's consideration is quite suitable for people's hearts. Song Lan didn't intend to stay at first, so he nodded politely and went to the office to pack his things.

"Okay, then I'll go first, thank Mr. Han for his sympathy."

Standing outside the office door, Han Zicheng saw Song Lan packing up his things, he hesitated to speak.

He didn't say anything, and left with a lonely figure like a mountain.

After finishing the MC exchange work, Song Lan continued to go back to KEO to work.

For several days in a row, He Xiaoya didn't come to work, Song Lan couldn't help feeling a little worried.

She came to the corridor, took out her mobile phone and wanted to call He Xiaoya and ask how she was doing.

Unexpectedly, He Xiaoya's phone call just happened.

Song Lan quickly answered: "Xiaoya, where are you? Why haven't you come to work for so many days? I'm worried about you..."

He Xiaoya's voice was light and cheerful, and she sounded in a good mood: "Sister Lan, I'm fine, don't worry, I'm just resting at home, I'm thinking about it, are you free now, I'm in the cafe downstairs, see you soon Let's go."

"Okay, I'm going down now."

Song Lan came to the cafe and saw He Xiaoya sitting by the window drinking a fruit drink.

She wore a bright yellow knitted jacket, put on light makeup and lipstick, and she looked more mature and virtuous than before, and she looked completely new.

Song Lan walked over in surprise, and looked at He Xiaoya's change in surprise: "Xiaoya, I thought you would be sad at home during this time, but I didn't expect...it's great that you can think about it."

He Xiaoya smiled shyly, with a happy and sweet smile on her face: "Actually, it was hard for me to accept it at first, but Zicheng is a good man. He promised me that he would marry me, and that he would have no other woman besides me. Give me the respect and status I deserve, although he and I got together by accident, but he is really good to me."

Hearing these words, Song Lan's heart was relieved.

She was also afraid that Han Zicheng would look down on He Xiaoya and abandon him all the time.

"Han Zicheng seems to be a responsible man, so I feel at ease when you are with him. Xiaoya, I'm really sorry that day. If I found out that Fang Xueqi drugged the wine earlier, I wouldn't hurt you..."

"It's okay, Sister Lan, don't blame yourself, everything is the arrangement of fate."

He Xiaoya patted the back of Song Lan's hand, trusting and encouraging Song Lan as before.

"Speaking of which, without you, I wouldn't be able to marry so well. Zicheng is the president of MC, a rich man I couldn't even imagine before..."

He Xiaoya lowered her delicate pink cheeks, took out an invitation card from her bag, and handed it to Song Lan gently.

"By the way, Sister Lan, the main reason I came to see you today is to deliver the invitation to you personally."

"This is a wedding invitation?" Song Lan opened the invitation and asked in surprise and joy after seeing the words of the groom Han Zicheng and the bride He Xiaoya clearly.

He Xiaoya nodded with a blushing face, grabbed the corner of her skirt and said, "Soon, right? It was Zicheng who said he was sorry for me and that it was not suitable to delay any longer. He wanted to give me a title as soon as possible, so the wedding was scheduled to be held next month , I listened to him, and I was also surprised that he could marry me so quickly, Sister Lan, it seems that I did not marry the wrong person. "

Song Lan nodded in relief, she was also very happy that He Xiaoya could have a good home.

As for Han Zicheng... Leaving aside the misunderstanding that day, he is indeed a good person.

In the future, she should be nice to Xiaoya too, right?

"That job..."

"KEO, I won't go back to work, Sister Lan, Zicheng is so kind to me, I want to spend more time with him at home." He Xiaoya said.

Song Lan nodded and agreed to He Xiaoya's resignation request.

"Xiaoya, I sincerely hope you are happy. If you encounter any difficulties in the future, you can come to me. I hope you and Han Zi will grow up long and happily."

Song Lan looked at He Xiaoya tenderly, expecting her to become the happiest bride in the world.

(End of this chapter)