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

Chapter 167
Song Lan vomited earth-shatteringly, and was finally supported by Lin Jing limply, and helped her out from the cubicle of the public toilet.

When such an emergency happened, the staff of KEO did not have the intention of playing around.

Some people chose to call the police, some went to pack fishing tools, some started their vehicles, and some sent messages to He Zhaozhi.

He Chaozhi's appearance surprised Song Lan, and she even suspected that she was wrong.

He Zhaozhi, who was supposed to show up at 02 pm, arrived at KEO with a tired face, at 30:[-] pm.

At this time, Song Lan finished the work with a pale face. Before that, she gave others the rest of the day. Under the concerned eyes of others, she continued to work.

When Lin Jing came back from the police station, she happened to see He Chaozhi stepping into the president's office, so she had to find an empty office and rest for a while.

In the president's office, He Chaozhi saw that Song Lan was still working, and he was furious, "Song Lan, are you still working at this time?"

When Song Lan heard He Zhaozhi's voice, a strange look flashed across her face, and she tried her best to smile, "You came back very early today!"

When He Chaozhi heard that Song Lan wanted to change the subject, he felt even worse. He grabbed Song Lan's arm and dragged him out the door.

Song Lan looked at the interview outline that was just a few lines away, took a deep breath, hugged He Chaozhi's arm, and grabbed the door frame with the other hand.

"I'm still a little bit close, and I can finish it right away." Song Lan's tone was flattering.

He Zhaozhi's nose was almost crooked, he pulled it twice, but it couldn't move, he turned his head and hugged Song Lan in his arms.

"Song Lan, do you know that at this moment, the most important thing you should do is rest!" He Chaozhi gritted his back teeth.

Song Lan was slightly taken aback, she didn't tell He Chaozhi about Lu Ang's attack on her, the reason was just because she didn't want to use He Chaozhi's fox to pretend to be a tiger.

The best way to deal with this matter is to the police.

But now it seems that He Zhaozhi already knew about it.

"He Zhaozhi, calm down."

Song Lan felt her head hurt even more, and the wound was involved because of He Chaozhi's actions, and it started to hurt hot again.

Obviously she was injured, why did she come to comfort He Chaozhi?

He Zhaozhi hugged Song Lan, his heart was full of emotions. He greeted all eighteen generations of Lu Ang's ancestors in his heart, and then he calmed down a little.

"Lu Ang, this is courting death!" He Chaozhi gritted his teeth and squeezed out a sentence.

In Yecheng, anyone who dared to touch He Chaozhi, Lu Ang should be damned!
Song Lan pulled out a hand and covered her head lightly, her face almost wrinkled into bark.

"You let go of me, I have a headache."

He Zhaozhi looked down, and at a glance, he saw the freshly scabbed wound on the top of her head, a fingernail-sized wound that was beginning to ooze blood.

He Zhaozhi quickly let go, and replaced the action of holding her with his arm.

Song Lan supported her temples and followed He Chaozhi to the small sofa. She sat down and rested her head in her hands.

"Hurry up, buy me some medicine to stop bleeding and reduce inflammation," He Chaozhi hurriedly called his assistant.

Song Lan tugged at his sleeve, grinned in pain, and pointed a finger at the plastic bag on the table.

"In it is the medicine that Lin Jing asked to buy, you give it to me again."

He Zhaozhi stuffed the phone back into his trouser pocket, stepped over to the table in two steps, and took out iodophor cotton swabs and a bottle of Yunnan Baiyao.

A pair of long legs appeared in Song Lan's field of vision. He Chaozhi stood in front of her, dipped a cotton swab with iodophor, and carefully wiped the wound on the top of her head.

Song Lan stared at the dark oily leather shoes in a daze, the top of her head was cold, and a pair of gentle hands caressed the top of her head from time to time.

He Zhaozhi patiently applied the medicine to Song Lan, gently supported her head with one hand, and carefully brushed away every part of her hair with the other to check for any other injuries.

Suddenly, Song Lan hugged her waist and pressed her forehead against his chest, looking a little frustrated.

"He Chaozhi," Song Lan felt that He Chaozhi's movements were a little slower, and after waiting for a while, she raised her head and called his name.

He Zhaozhi paused slightly, frowned, and lowered his head to meet Song Lan's teary eyes, he immediately panicked.

"What's wrong with you?" He Zhaozhi broke away from Song Lan's hand, squatted in front of her, and looked her up and down nervously.

Song Lan's slender arms hooked his neck, and she felt very uncomfortable. She was more afraid of He Chaozhi's departure than being bullied by Lu Ang.

She didn't think she was in love, but He Zhaozhi was so kind to her that it made her feel a little sad.

He Zhaozhi gently held her face, gently wiped away her tears with one hand, and lowered his head to cover her lips, this kiss was unexpectedly tender and tender.

Like a feather that is so gentle that it makes one's heart tremble, it soothes the wound in Song Lan's heart.

"He Zhaozhi, you will never leave me!" Song Lan's voice was slightly choked up, but she still asked with a smile.

She wanted to reconfirm He Zhaozhi's intentions before indulging in this relationship.

He Zhaozhi looked down at Song Lan with a drowning tenderness in his eyes. He smiled softly, and the corners of his mouth became more and more ostentatious.

"Song Lan, in this life, He Chaozhi will live and die with you."

Song Lan covered her hot face and leaned against his shoulder, all the haze in her heart disappeared.

In the next few days, Song Lan was held by He Chaozhi's side, and even the work was handled in He Chaozhi's villa.

Until a week later, there was a particularly important project that required Song Lan to personally dispatch the interview.

"Lanlan, you should go interview with someone else!" He Zhaozhi hugged her waist, acting coquettish and cute on purpose.

He Zhaozhi was shamelessly flirtatious, Song Lan covered his face with one hand, and pushed away He Chaozhi's disobedient expression with the other.

He Zhaozhi took her hand with a faceless face, put it on his lips and kissed her, and then took her into his arms, "That guy Lu Ang hasn't been found yet."

The implication is that He Chaozhi is worried that Lu Ang will attack Song Lan again, and he is worried.

Song Lan has recovered from that sneak attack, "I will take Zhang Qi and Fang He there, they both know how to punch."

Zhang Qi is a famous attendant teacher, and Fang He heard that he also has family-passed kung fu.

He Zhaozhi was noncommittal, holding Song Lan's hand and refusing to give up, "Lan Lan, how about I accompany you?"

Song Lan looked at him sideways, looked up and down, then shook her head, "You are too eye-catching."

He Zhaozhi's face was sullen, and he pinched the center of his brows, "But I'm really worried."

It was rare for Song Lan to see He Chaozhi so peaceful, "evil comes from the guts", stretched out his hand to pinch the bridge of his straight nose, then quickly withdrew his hand.

"Be obedient at home, I'll be back soon." Seizing the opportunity, Song Lan grabbed the bag on the table and left.

(End of this chapter)