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

Chapter 37 Say You Love Me
Now that Song Lan is protected by He Chaozhi, Lin Xiao doesn't have to blindly favor Shen Yingxue.

If Shen Yingxue doesn't do it, she will go to He Chaozhi at worst.

He Zhaozhi has his own way of cooking.

After Lin Xiao scolded Shen Yingxue, he turned his head and changed his face, and whispered softly to Song Lan.

"Song Lan, I read your interview this time. It is very well written, the questions are sharp enough, and you have provided us with a wealth of material, so I will give you a bonus and give you a three-day vacation Take a good rest and look forward to your better work in the future!"

Song Lan didn't refuse when she saw this, because she happened to be busy with work and didn't have time to visit her father.

"Thank you, President, then I'll go out first."

Ignoring Shen Yingxue's extremely dark eyes of hatred, Song Lan turned around and left.

at night.

nursing home.

Song Lan called He Chaozhi, excused that she wanted to interview overnight, and then made a detour to the nursing home.

The light in Dad's ward was still on.

Every time he saw this light, Song Lan's mood would become extremely peaceful.

At least in this world, there are still family members who depend on her.

She must, must wake Dad up.

The corridors of the nursing home were silent and cold.

Song Zi was standing in the stairwell on the phone, her voice was different from her usual seriousness, it was sticky and greasy like mixed with honey.

"Well, I will, remember what I said... see you then."

Song Lan walked to the stairwell, listening silently to Song Zi and the person on the other end of the phone.

Borrowing the moonlight, one can vaguely see the smile on the corner of Song Zi's mouth.

It seems that my aunt is falling in love, and it is time.

For the sake of her father, her aunt took care of her for so many years without marriage and childbirth, and even brought her up. If she can have a good home, Song Lan is really happy for her.

Without disturbing Song Zi, Song Lan quietly came to the ward.

"Dad, I'm here to see you."

Even though she knew her father couldn't hear her, Song Lan still sat by the bed and babbled about her trivial matters.

"Dad, I have become a deputy director. I just interviewed a big order. The president praised me. I feel that I am getting closer to my dream. KEO will return to us sooner or later. Are you right?"

While dipping a towel in warm water, Song Lan wiped her father's weak fingers, and at the same time pressed her cheek against the back of his hand.

Just like when she was a child, Song's father would always touch her face lovingly and say that my Lanlan is really good.

Such warmth, after all, can't go back?

Suddenly, Father Song's fingertips trembled slightly.

Song Lan was taken aback for a moment, thinking that she had read it wrong.

When Song's father's fingers trembled for the second time, Song Lan immediately rang the call bell and said pleasantly to the doctor who rushed over.

"Doctor, please help my dad, his hand has moved, finally moved!"

Father Song has been in a vegetable state for many years and has been relying on instruments to maintain his life.

There is movement this time, maybe there are signs of improvement.

After the doctor gave Song's father a full set of examinations, he shook his head at Song Lan's expectant gaze.

"Miss Song, I'm sorry, there are no new discoveries for the time being, and the patient's signs have not changed much from the past."

"How could it be?" Song Lan was stunned, and grabbed Father Song's finger, "He moved, just now, twice!"

"Miss Song, please calm down. We can understand your excitement. I think we need to observe more patiently. Your father may really be recovering, but at a slower rate."

"Really?" Song Lan's eyelashes moved, and tears rolled out.

She hasn't cried since her father's illness.

Tears are useless things, a weakness she doesn't deserve.

But now, she really wanted to cry.

This is her father, the person she is closest to and loves most.

Song Zi hurried in.

"Lanlan, when did you come, why didn't you tell me?"

Seeing the doctor there, she quickly asked, "What's the matter?"

The doctor explained, and Song Zi was very relieved to hear that Song's father moved his fingers.

She pulled Song Lan to sit down and stroked her long hair, "This is a good thing, don't cry, if your father wakes up, what he wants to see most is his revenge. Lan Lan, we have been together for so many years The hard times are over, and now we can finally see hope, so don't let your father down."

Song Lan wiped away her tears, looked back at her father who was peaceful and peaceful on the hospital bed, and clenched her fists.

"You're right, aunt, I must avenge my father."

She raised her head, determination flashed across her eyes.

"I've been trying my best to get close to He Chaozhi and deceive him into trusting me. No matter how hard I try, I will definitely make him completely trust me."

"Good boy, go quickly, Auntie will watch that day come... go."

……

Back at the apartment, it was already late at night.

Song Lan just got out of the shower when she received a call from He Chaozhi.

"Is the interview over?"

"It's over." Song Lan said softly.

"Why don't you call me when it's over?" He Zhaozhi said displeased.

Song Lan was impatient to be asked about this, but when she thought of her aunt's words, she answered half obediently and half coaxingly, "I'm sorry, I forgot in a hurry, I will remember to call you later, don't be angry."

It was rare for a woman to be so submissive, and the unhappiness in He Zhaozhi's heart disappeared.

Song Lan climbed onto the bed, and as soon as she touched the pillow, she became a little confused.

The pressure of work and life kept her spinning, and suddenly there was a holiday, and there was good news from her father, and Song Lan relaxed all her energy.

Song Lan turned over and fell asleep without knowing what He Chaozhi was talking about.

Only vaguely heard the man laughing.

"...Go to sleep, go to sleep, I'm convinced."

When I opened my eyes, there was light outside the window.

Song Lan took out her mobile phone to look, and found that the phone hadn't hung up yet, and she had been calling for more than five hours!
The phone has only one battery left!
The sound of splashing water came from the other end of the phone, Song Lan's pupils narrowed slightly, and she called out tentatively.

"He Zhaozhi...?"

"Huh?" Sure enough, a man's lazy voice came from the other end, sexier than usual.

"Are you awake? You only slept for five hours, why don't you sleep more?"

Song Lan looked embarrassed, "I'm so tired, I accidentally fell asleep, I shouldn't be talking in my sleep, am I?"

She was worried that if she talked in her sleep, she would reveal her plan to take revenge on the He family.

"I said it." He Zhaozhi said in an unclear tone.

Song Lan's heart turned cold, and the next sentence, the man said playfully, "You said you love me, you love me to death, you can't live without me for a day, I heard it with my own ears."

"..."

Song Lan spat at him, "He Chaozhi, are you all bored?"

It is impossible for her to talk in this dream.

He Zhaozhi laughed, "Very well, it seems that you can understand clearly. Don't worry, you didn't say anything you shouldn't say—but your little snoring is very cute, you can continue sleeping next to me next time."

Song Lan changed the subject without a word.

"By the way, the interview with NS went well this time, and I would like to thank you for the invitation letter."

(End of this chapter)