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

Chapter 180

Song Lan went to the nursing home, first went to the doctor in charge of Song's father, asked carefully, and confirmed that Song's surgery could be put on the agenda.

I went to visit my father who was still unconscious in the ward, said hello to the nurse, and hurried to the rich area in the east of the city.

The rich area in the east of the city covers a wide range, almost occupying the entire Que'e Mountain. Song Lan got off the car outside the gate of the community.

"Linan mansion, tsk, there is still a poetic, 'picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, leisurely seeing Nanshan'?"

I heard that rich people love to be arty, and they want to coat the shiny golden surface with a layer of gentle and elegant shell.

Look around, at this time, those who go to work, those who go to school, and the little security guards in the sentry box stand taller than green pine.

Song Lan walked towards the sentry box, "Brother, may I ask if there is a resident named Song Zi?"

The little security guard in the sentry box looked upright, Wen Sheng turned to look at Song Lan, looked at Song Lan for a moment, and then walked over.

"What's your relationship with Song Zi?" The little security guard went straight in.

Song Lan said half truth and half lie.

"I'm Song Zi's niece. I just came back from abroad. Because I lost contact temporarily, I had to come to the community where she lives to see if I can find her."

Song Zi had indeed lost contact with her during this time. To be precise, Song Zi unilaterally blocked all contact information about her.

She knew that it was her aunt who really wanted to sever ties with her. Although she was a little sad, facing her aunt's madness, she decided to give up seeing her for the time being.

But with the matter of He Chaozhi's company, she could only think of a way to see if she could get something out of Song Zi's mouth.

The little security guard raised the brim of his hat and straightened his neckline. His whole body was straight, and he looked like a retired soldier.

"Aunt Song Zi does live here, but I can't confirm your identity, so I can't let you in."

Song Lan nodded, looking very peaceful, and didn't mean to be entangled at all.

"Then can I just wait here for her to come back?"

"can."

Song Lan is clear about Song Zi's daily schedule. Song Zi has always given her the impression of a paranoid and strange woman.

There are some strange attachments to many things. I am obsessed with doing something day after day, year after year, at a certain point in time.

For example, she likes to go to Liuye'er Alley every Friday morning to buy a piece of Longxu Cake.

Song Lan glanced at the time. Today is Wednesday, and Song Zi has to work in the morning. At noon, she should go to buy pork bones to make soup and make a very authentic hand-rolled noodles.

She suddenly missed Song Zi's hand-rolled beef noodles a little bit. The meat is very soft, the hand-rolled noodles are very firm, and the soup is thick and mellow.

It's just that it's been a long time since I tasted it.

Song Lan stood under the eaves of the duty room, avoiding the scorching sun, she squatted down, looking a bit sleepy.

The little security guard glanced out of the corner of his eye from time to time. This woman was so beautiful that it was hard not to miss her.

"Why don't you go to the duty room and stay there! There's air conditioning inside." Seeing Song Lan raising his head to wipe his sweat, the little security guard couldn't help but remind him.

In fact, according to the regulations, people outside the mansion are not allowed to enter the duty room, but Song Lan looked too casual, he was really worried that she would suffer from heat stroke.

When Song Lan heard the little security's words, she wasn't sure if she was talking to herself, so she looked around and found no one else, so she turned and pointed at herself.

"Are you talking to me?"

The little security guard nodded solemnly, looked at the duty room behind him, and motioned for her to go in by herself.

Song Lan thanked gratefully, "Thank you, little brother."

As he spoke, he was about to get up. Unexpectedly, his head suddenly became dizzy, and he was dizzy for a while. He quickly grabbed the railing with one hand and managed to stand still.

"Song Lan?" A voice hit Song Lan's ears unexpectedly, and Song Lan quickly looked up, only to see Song Zi holding a bag of pig bones with an ugly expression on her face.

Song Lan already knew from the nurse that Song Zi hadn't visited Song's father for a long time. Song Zi was angry with her, did she also transfer her anger to her father?

Before she could speak, Song Zi took out the access control card, bypassed her and the security booth, and was about to swipe the card to open the door.

Song Lan hurriedly followed, but because she was dizzy, she was unsteady on her feet. The little security guard on the side saw her like this and hurried to help her.

"Aunt Song, your niece seems to be a little hypoglycemic, please walk slowly, she can't keep up."

The little security guard originally wanted to call Song Zi to stop, but seeing Song Zi quicken her pace, he could tell at a glance that she didn't want to see Song Lan, her niece, and he couldn't help feeling a little dissatisfied.

They are all relatives, and they still travel thousands of miles back to China to visit her, but she is so indifferent, do rich people look down on others so much?
The little security guard was a little annoyed. Seeing that the door of the community was about to close, he supported Song Lan with one hand, took out an access card from his trouser pocket with the other hand, and opened the door.

"Aunt Song, walk slowly." The little security guard carried Song Lan as he passed by a bench in the community. Seeing that Song Zi had disappeared, he simply placed Song Lan on the bench for a while.

"Miss Song, you rest here, I'll get you some candy." The little security guard was about to leave after speaking.

Song Lan hurriedly stopped him, the figure in front of her swayed, and then she saw the little security's face clearly, and her pale lips barely evoked a smile.

"No need brother, I have candy with me." Song Lan opened the bag, grabbed a candy, peeled it, put it in his mouth, grabbed another handful, and put it into the hands of the little security guard.

"Brother, this is my favorite candy. It's delicious. I'll recover after a while." Song Lan leaned on the back of the chair and closed her eyes.

The little security guard looked at the candy stuffed into his hand, and then at Song Lan's pale face, hesitating whether to send her to Aunt Song's house.

This girl looks weak and weak, and she looks quite pitiful.

Song Lan closed her eyes and waited for a long time, and finally saw the overlapping shadows in front of her clearly, "I'm fine, thank you just now."

The little security guard stood beside her and waited silently, holding a candy skin in his hand. Seeing Song Lan's face calm down, he let out a sigh of relief.

"You just scared me to death."

Song Lan stretched out her hand and introduced herself with a smile.

"My name is Song Lan, thank you for your actions."

The little security guard was taken aback by Song Lan's smiling face, thinking that this girl looks really pretty when she smiles!
"Zhou Keke." The little security guard reached out and shook her hand.

Song Lan got up and nodded to the little security guard, "Mr. Zhou, then we'll see you later."

(End of this chapter)