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

Chapter 30
"Reporter? I don't know, nothing."

Dr. Qiao's eyes changed, and he waved his hands in disgust.

"Jiang Wei has been ill for the past few years, and batches of reporters have come to her door, making her health worse and worse, and she has suffered from depression. Now there are not so many people, why are you coming again, planning to force people to death? ?”

"No, you misunderstood."

Song Lan explained, "It's true that I'm a reporter, but I'm also a fan of Jiang Wei. I just want to care about Ms. Jiang's condition from the perspective of a fan. Under the circumstances, write it into the interview script.”

She held up three fingers and swore to God.

Seeing that her attitude was acceptable, Dr. Qiao hesitated for a while before speaking.

"Actually, after two years of rehabilitation training, Jiang Wei's legs are much better and she can walk slowly, but because of psychological reasons, she has been unwilling to accept the reality. She would rather sit in a wheelchair and paralyze herself as a useless person."

Song Lan and He Xiaoya opened their eyes wide at the same time.

They thought that Jiang Wei was seriously ill, but they didn't expect that the biggest obstacle was psychological.

"Thank you doctor, we won't talk about it."

Song Lan thanked Dr. Qiao and took He Xiaoya down the mountain.

As she was getting ready to go home, she passed a dance academy and asked the driver to stop.

He walked outside the dance room by himself, took out his mobile phone and took some clips of the students dancing.

"Who are you, what are you filming, who are you!"

A person who seemed to be the dean came over, pointed at Song Lan and asked repeatedly, it seemed that he regarded her as a commercial spy.

Song Lan said quickly, "I'm sorry, I just saw that they danced beautifully. My friend is a dancer, so I want to show her..."

"Our academy doesn't allow outsiders to take pictures, so stop taking pictures, get out!"

Song Lan was kicked out, and the video was also deleted.

She sighed and could only go home first.

In the evening, a call came to He Zhaozhi's cell phone.

He Zhaozhi paused before answering.

"What, are you in trouble?"

Hearing the man's playful voice, Song Lan bit the bullet and spoke.

"I have searched all over my friends, but none of them can talk to Jiang Wei. If you can introduce Jiang Wei to me, you must have her connections. Can you..."

"Yes." He Zhaozhi interrupted her and said calmly.

"Old rules, you know what I want."

Song Lan was silent.

He Chaozhi's proud son, Gogoushou can do whatever he wants.

All she can give him is his body.

Song Lan raised her hand to smooth the wrinkles on her brows, and sighed softly, "He Chaozhi, you and I each get what we need, not your maids who come and go - I don't want to talk about it during working hours."

He Zhaozhi snorted lightly, "I'll see you downstairs in half an hour."

Song Lan hung up the phone and gently massaged her temples.

After closing her eyes and resting her mind for half an hour, she heard the sound of the whistle from downstairs, she indifferently picked up a coat and went downstairs.

In the chilly spring, a soft knitted jacket wraps her equally soft body.

It just appeared in sight, and He Zhaozhi couldn't take his eyes off that seductive waistline.

He Zhaozhi stepped forward and held her slender waist, "Are you so busy with work? It seems like you've lost weight again."

Song Lan hummed, and patted the restless hand of the man.

"You promised me, I want Jiang Wei's contacts."

Pulling off the woman's obstructive coat, He Zhaozhi leaned over and moved closer to her.

"What do you think I am, your tool? Use me once, and the reward is not low."

Song Lan stood on tiptoe, put her arms around his neck, and kissed his thin lips.

Before the man reached out to hug her, she dodged flexibly.

"I owe the rest first, and I will return the principal with interest when the time comes, and give me what I want first."

She hooked her pale fingertips.

He Zhaozhi wondered if he hadn't had sex for too long, which caused Song Lan to kiss him, and the corners of his lips curled up.

"This is what you promised yourself, don't run away then."

He took out the materials he had prepared earlier from the car and handed them to Song Lan.

"Everything you want is in there."

Song Lan took the document and suddenly smiled, "He Chaozhi, are you deceiving me?"

First, she was asked to interview Jiang Wei, but she didn't say hello to Jiang Wei.

When she ran into a wall everywhere and could only come to him, He Zhaozhi took out the materials he had prepared earlier and asked her to owe him a favor.

He Zhaozhi was noncommittal, with a smile on his lips.

"Soldiers never tire of deceit."

Song Lan pursed her lips, and hugged the information into her arms unceremoniously.

"It's a pity that I'm not your soldier. I'm so cunning to those who share the same bed, isn't it?"

She didn't want to hear He Zhaozhi's answer, so she turned and went upstairs.

He Zhaozhi watched the woman's thinner and slimmer waist, and smiled lightly.

"Why is my temper getting worse and worse? It's my fault. It's this reconciliation book. When will I receive it?"

……

Song Lan read the information overnight and found Jiang Wei's former school girl Ai Xin.

Ai Xin was a year younger than Jiang Wei. After graduating, Jiang Wei shined brightly and won awards everywhere. Ai Xin ran a dance class by herself and managed it very well.

"Do you want to shoot a dance video and show it to Senior Jiang Wei?"

Ai Xin was very surprised when she learned of Song Lan's purpose.

"I think Jiang Wei just can't face the gap between her past and present, but I think, as long as she awakens her desire for dancing, she will come out." Song Lan said firmly.

Aixin smiled slightly.

"Although you are a reporter, you are indeed the only reporter who has considered senior sister Jiang Wei in recent years. I would also like to accompany you to try it. We all don't want to see her go silent."

With that said, Ai Xin generously led her into the dance studio.

"You can take pictures, as long as you can help senior sister, I will do it."

Song Lan gratefully took a video of Ai Xin teaching students how to practice dance.

After Ai Xin got off work, Song Lan came again.

"Although it's very presumptuous, I still want to ask you, can you go to see Jiang Wei with me? You are a school girl who is close to Jiang Wei. I think she might be happier seeing you."

"Okay, anyway, I haven't seen my senior sister for a long time, let's go together." Ai Xin said straightforwardly.

The two went up the mountain again and came to Jiang Wei's villa.

Seeing Song Lan visiting for the third time, Jiang Wei laughed out loud from the monitoring end.

"Are you playing with me, don't think that I will accept your interview if you do this, get out of here—"

"Sister, it's me, Ai Xin."

Ai Xin suddenly made a sound and walked out from behind Song Lan.

"Sister, how are you doing now? We all miss you very much. Can I go in and see you?"

Before the leg was injured, Jiang Wei and Ai Xin were very good friends, and they talked about everything.

But since Jiang Wei's accident, she gradually lost contact with Ai Xin and her former friends.

They haven't seen each other for almost two years.

Seeing friends who were good friends in the past, they actually walked together with Song Lan, a reporter.

Jiang Wei was not surprised at all, but opened the window angrily and yelled at them.

"Song Lan, I don't know what ability you have to contact Ai Xin, but I will never let you in, you all get out of here, I don't want to see you!"

(End of this chapter)