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

Chapter 141 Don't Leave Me

Song Lan blushed slightly: "What?"

"You are too frank, I like you, you don't need to apologize to me for this. Don't you think it's hard to support yourself alone? I don't want to see you working so hard anymore."

Qin Haifeng said with a warm smile, lowered his voice and asked seriously: "Do you want to try and rely on me?"

"Maybe you don't like me now, but I promise, when you need me, I will show up for the first time, and I will never let people insult you, laugh at you, your father is like mine..."

Seeing that Qin Haifeng's words got more and more biased, Song Lan stopped in fright.

Her small face was pale, and her gaze was fixed on Qin Haifeng.

"You don't mean to be serious, Qin Haifeng?"

"Of course! Do you think I'm just playing around?"

Qin Haifeng was so angry that he muttered, "I'm a person who hasn't had a first love yet."

When Song Lan heard this, her first reaction was to pat her forehead.

What a sin.

Why did Qin Haifeng fall in love with her? If she had known this would happen earlier, she should have distanced herself from Qin Haifeng in the first place, instead of giving him a chance to develop feelings...

"You two have a good chat here?"

With a creak, the corridor door opened and closed.

Song Lan and Qin Haifeng turned their heads at the same time, and their expressions changed.

It was snowing heavily outside the window, He Zhaozhi was wearing a smoky gray knee-length coat, his eyelashes were pitch black, and he was slowly peeling off the pair of leather black gloves on his hands.

A pair of cold, white and slender fingers were exposed.

Before Song Lan could ask "Why are you here", he was stopped by He Chaozhi with a sneer.

"Song Lan, you're really playful. How long has it been since you've caught a second victim?"

Song Lan's eyebrows froze: "He Chaozhi, if you can't speak, you don't have to. The two of us have nothing to do with each other. Even if I really find a boyfriend, it has nothing to do with you!"

He Zhaozhi's face sank visible to the naked eye.

He pursed his lips and let the snow melt at his feet. He took a cold step forward, pinched Song Lan's jaw and said, "Are you blind? Playing with me just to be with this Qin Haifeng? I In what way is he inferior to him, is it because I am not as young as him, or am I not as rich as him, Song Lan, you don’t know how to catch a good one?”

After learning the truth about Fanyue last time, he wanted to explain to Song Lan.

Although they are not together now, Song Lan can't allow Song Lan to misunderstand and put the hat of dismissing her on her own head.

Knowing that Song Lan came to the nursing home after get off work, He Chaozhi asked the driver to drive here.

Unexpectedly, at the corner, I heard Qin Haifeng's confession to Song Lan.

Even for the sake of Qin Haifeng, this woman actually drew a clear line with herself - saying that they have nothing to do with each other now.

Ridiculous.

He Chaozhi leaned close to Song Lan's ear, and asked in a low voice, "Song Lan, it doesn't matter if we two are together, I am also your first man. Qin Haifeng is so simple, has he ever played with you?"

"He Zhaozhi you!"

Song Lan's complexion changed suddenly, and she raised her hand to slap He Zhaozhi.

But when she saw the endless darkness in the man's eyes, she paused and withdrew her hand.

"He Zhaozhi, you go, I don't want to see you again."

Song Lan turned around and said exhaustedly.

It was true that she hurt He Chaozhi first, and the two of them had a bad relationship.

Break it, just break it.

Don't forget about it, He Chaozhi.

Song Lan looked at Qin Haifeng, his eyes were like dry wells: "Haifeng, let's go... eh!!"

Song Lan wanted to pull Qin Haifeng's arm, but was dragged away by He Chaozhi in mid-air.

With a gloomy expression, He Zhaozhi grabbed Song Lan, grabbed her waist, and kissed her fiercely.

With lips and teeth intertwined, Song Lan desperately slapped He Chaozhi's chest: "He Chaozhi, what are you doing, are you crazy... let me go!"

He Zhaozhi acted as if he hadn't heard of it, his eyes were oozing scarlet, and the anger accumulated for many days was vented in this forced kiss to Song Lan.

Seeing this scene, Qin Haifeng rushed forward angrily, trying to pull He Chaozhi away.

"He Chaozhi, let go of Song Lan, you two are over, how could you treat her like this!"

He Zhaozhi shook off Qin Haifeng's hand, and held Song Lan in his arms, his cold eyes slashed across Qin Haifeng like a knife.

"Go away if you don't want to die, you can't control the matter between me and Song Lan!"

Seeing that struggling was useless, Song Lan was forcefully imprisoned in He Chaozhi's arms, panting lowly.

A drop of tear ran across the white chin until it disappeared.

There was no sound.

Qin Haifeng froze for a few seconds, then smiled self-deprecatingly.

"Forget it, Song Lan, if you need anything, just call me, no matter what... I will help you, I'll go first."

The matter between He Chaozhi and Song Lan can only be resolved by the two of them.

In the end, he was just a third party and couldn't get involved.

Song Lan didn't look up, her thin shoulders shrugged slightly, and tears flowed down silently.

Qin Haifeng left in a daze.

Song Lan broke free from He Chaozhi's shackles, raised her tear-stained face, but her expression was extremely determined: "He's gone, are you satisfied?"

She wanted to push He Chaozhi away and leave alone, but He Zhaozhi hugged him from behind.

"Song Lan, can you not leave?"

"Can you not leave me?"

He Zhaozhi's voice was low and hoarse, and the heavy snow on his body rushed towards his face.

Song Lan's body trembled, she turned around, raised her hand, and slapped He Chaozhi forcefully.

The tall and handsome man frowned and looked at her with red and swollen corners of his mouth: "Song Lan..."

"He Zhaozhi, don't you understand now that I approach you for a purpose, since you already know my purpose, stay away from me, can't you?"

Song Lan gritted her teeth, turned her head, and pointed to the door at the end of the corridor: "Let's go, go far away, and don't appear in front of me again, we have nothing to do with each other!"

"Are you afraid that I will be held accountable, or that our He family will be held accountable?"

He Zhaozhi fixed his gaze on her heavily, and said word by word, "As long as you are still willing to be with me, I can forget about what you have done before."

"You...you're a lunatic!"

Song Lan's eyelashes trembled, she had nothing to say to He Zhaozhi, and she was also tired.

She doesn't want to mess with him anymore.

Let's stop there.

That's all.

Song Lan wiped the corners of her eyes, and said wearily and weakly: "I have nothing to say to you, and I don't need your forgiveness, He Chaozhi, don't come to me again."

Song Lan turned around indifferently, and left without looking back under the man's gloomy gaze.

She walked back to the ward with weak steps, and was just about to enter the door while holding onto the door frame, when she noticed a strange yet familiar figure beside her father's bed.

"Jiang Yurong?"

The woman beside the bed looked back.

Seeing Song Lan, a trace of shame flashed across Jiang Yurong's face.

She wanted to step forward to hug Song Lan, but she didn't dare. She carefully retracted her outstretched hand, and said flatteringly, "Lan Lan..."

(End of this chapter)