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

Chapter 153 Dreaming
The fireworks exploded for the second time, and then changed again, and the three words "I'm sorry" appeared.

Although the fireworks could not last forever and only appeared for a few seconds, Song Lan was still stunned.

He Chaozhi, are you using fireworks to apologize to her?
Just when Song Lan was in a daze, He Chaozhi knelt down on one knee, lightly held Song Lan's fingertips, and said with calm and far-reaching eyes: "Song Lan, this is what I want you to see, my truth. I'm sorry, I didn't say it before. Should I believe you or not."

"Can you forgive me and give me another chance, let's do it all over again, okay?"

Song Lan pursed her lips, and her light lip color became brighter under the brilliance of the fireworks.

"I……"

Seeing Song Lan hesitate, He Chaozhi decisively raised three fingers and swear to God.

"I swear, if I don't trust you again, I will be struck by lightning, and the sky will be struck by lightning—"

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

Song Lan was startled, and quickly covered his mouth: "Such a poisonous oath, are you crazy?"

He Zhaozhi took her hand from her mouth and held it in his hand: "I just want you to see my sincerity. At first I thought that I would be very angry if I was deceived by you, but I am not."

"You leaving me is what scares me the most, so don't leave me again, okay?"

The man's eyes were quiet and bright, Song Lan couldn't bear to look any further, and raised his hands to cover his eyes.

"Stop looking at me like that, I can't stand it."

He Zhaozhi said stubbornly, "Then you promise me first."

Song Lan closed her eyes.

The body softened as if its bones had been taken away.

"Okay, I promise you."

After getting off the Ferris wheel, He Chaozhi took Song Lan's hand to the restaurant for dinner.

The high-end restaurant is elegant and quiet, and even the conversations of the guests are extremely low-pitched and melodious.

With a slight smile on the corner of Song Lan's mouth, she sat in a seat by the window, admiring the night view of the river and ordering food.

Not far away, a slender figure appeared in Song Lan's vision.

Song Lan said in surprise: "President Jun..."

Jun Zetian was dressed in an all-black suit, with a focused and soft expression, and he was holding a delicate and gentle young woman on his arm.

The two were talking and laughing, and the atmosphere was harmonious. Looking at it from a distance, they were just a bunch of people.

"Song Lan?" Jun Zetian looked at He Chaozhi beside her and understood everything.

He said awkwardly, "You are here too."

"Such a coincidence, sir." Song Lan smiled.

Jun Zetian coughed lightly, and said in a low voice, "This is my lover, Song Mi. Song Mi, this is Mr. He, and Miss Song Lansong."

Song Mi smiled calmly, and nodded neither humble nor overbearing: "Mr. He, Miss Song."

Jun Zetian actually has a lover, which makes Song Lan very novel.

After the four sat down, Jun Zetian told Song Lan to go to the side.

"Song Lan, my relationship with Song Mi...you don't need to talk about it for now."

Song Lan's bright eyes trembled slightly: "Huh?"

"...Although Song Mi and I are lovers, Song Mi's family background is not very good. My mother has always disapproved of us being together, so for the time being, I don't want to make it public."

"I see."

Song Lan said with a cheerful smile: "Mr. Jun, don't worry, I will never tell this matter."

Seeing that Jun Zetian called Song Lan away alone, He Zhaozhi was a little upset.

Walking over, I happened to hear the words that Jun Zetian instructed Song Lan alone.

He Chaozhi raised the corners of his mouth playfully: "It turns out that Mr. Jun also has a secret. If Mr. Jun wants to keep this secret, why don't you make an exchange with me?"

Jun Zetian frowned: "...what do you want?"

He Chaozhi embraced Song Lan's slender waist in a very possessive gesture: "Let Song Lan go and let her go back to work at KEO."

Jun Zetian's brows stretched.

"I still thought Mr. He was going to make some embarrassing request, so it was this. Mr. He can rest assured that Song Lan is free, free to come and go, but because my mother valued it, I made an exception and let her enter the Jun family. She If there is a better job, of course I will not insist on staying."

Song Lan didn't want to leave the Jun family because of her kindness.

But hearing what Jun Zetian said, Song Lan felt relieved.

"Then thank you Mr. Jun. If you don't mind, I will hand over the work at hand tomorrow and then leave."

Jun Zetian raised his eyebrows: "It's okay, just do it according to your ideas."

The Jun family has a lot of talents. Although Song Lan is a good seedling, Jun Zetian has never been able to make things difficult for others.

Both parties got what they wanted, and the dinner went on very harmoniously.

The next day, under the arrangement of the minister, Song Lan handed over the work to his colleagues.

Wang Juan passed by and saw that she was about to leave Jun's, her gloating eyes were almost glued to Song Lan's body.

"I said that some people were too embarrassing before. What's the use of being beautiful? Isn't this fired? It deserves it! This position should have been given up a long time ago."

Wang Juan didn't know that Song Lan resigned voluntarily, thinking she was fired.

Song Lan was packing her things, when she heard that the corners of her mouth twitched lightly, she raised her cold bright eyes, and said with a half-smile: "Even if I leave, this position is not your turn."

Wang Juan originally crossed her legs, sat on a chair and laughed at her.

Seeing that Song Lan was fired, he still dared to talk back, stood up abruptly, and walked arrogantly in front of Song Lan in three steps at a time.

"You have been slapped now, what right do you have to challenge me? You really think I dare not touch you, don't you? I should have paid you back for the slap last time!"

She raised her hand and was about to slap Song Lan. Song Lan's eyes turned cold, and she grabbed her wrist and twisted it.

Hit backhand.

"Snapped!"

A slap print suddenly appeared on Wang Juan's face.

"Song Lan, I'll kill you!" Wang Juan covered her red and swollen right cheek and screamed angrily.

"Why are you arguing, all of you are not working!"

The supervisor came after hearing the news and yelled at the two of them.

Wang Juan covered her cheeks and rushed over, sobbing loudly, "Director, look at Song Lan, she hit me again, you have to help me uphold justice!"

The slap mark on Wang Juan's face was really serious, and the supervisor was taken aback and looked at Song Lan angrily.

"Song Lan, what are you doing? How could you beat up a colleague? Hurry up and apologize to Wang Juan!"

Song Lan shook her slightly numb palm, laughed lightly, her eyes were as cold as frost.

"Hit it, hit it, call it back if you have the ability? Anyway, I quit, let me apologize? Dreaming!"

Song Lan picked up the office supplies in the cardboard box, didn't even bother to give Wang Juan a supercilious look, and left without looking back.

Behind him came Wang Juan's sharp roar: "Song Lan, Song Lan, wait for me, I will return these two slaps to you sooner or later..."

Colleagues also came over to persuade.

"Wang Juan, don't you know that Song Lan resigned voluntarily? She wasn't fired, so stop arguing."

But Wang Juan was so angry that she couldn't bear it anymore. She grabbed the porcelain cup in her hand and threw it at Song Lan.

(End of this chapter)