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

Chapter 56 Doubt
"Ding."

He Zhaozhi was flipping through the files when he clicked on the email when the computer received it.

When he raised his eyes, his eyes suddenly turned cold.

Song Lan——Being taken care of by others, is she still on two boats?
At first glance, He Zhaozhi only found it ridiculous.

With herself around, how could Song Lan have a crush on other men.

But recalling the woman's recent indifference and alienation towards him, the smile on He Zhaozhi's lips faded.

Not long ago, Lu Ang's bland thing coveted Song Lan, did Song Lan refuse?
Not yet.

The secretary outside the door only heard the sound of pounding from the office.

He ran in and saw He Zhaozhi standing in front of the window with a gloomy face. On the carpet were ashtrays and broken cigarette butts.

"Go get ready, I'm going here tomorrow."

He Zhaozhi tapped the table, and there was an address on the table.

It is the destination of Songlan Hot Spring travel.

The secretary said cautiously, "Mr. He, you have a very important regular meeting tomorrow—"

"Pushed." He Zhaozhi pulled his lips, his finger bones tensed a little bit, and curled up.

"That woman dared to betray me like this, why would it be, isn't it more important than torturing her first?"

……

After dark.

Song Lan came to the nursing home again.

She comes to the nursing home very regularly, once every two weeks.

If you come too often, it's easy to be noticed.

"aunt."

Song Lan and Song Zi walked into Father Song's ward, and the familiar smell of medicine came over their faces.

In the past ten years, from when she was young and ignorant, to working and adulthood, the smell of medicine in her father's room remained unchanged.

Song Lan has long been used to such days, and she can't even imagine her father waking up and embracing her.

"Have you made any progress with He Zhaozhi? Has he brought you home to meet your parents recently?"

Song Zi turned her back to Song Lan with a calm tone.

Song Lan lowered her eyes, "I... saw Jiang Yurong again."

"Oh?" Song Zi turned around suddenly, with an unpredictable expression on her face.

In the next second, a hurt and sad expression appeared on her face, as if she heard the name of her enemy.

"Lanlan, do you still remember what my aunt said? Never forget how Jiang Yurong abandoned you and your father. Did you humiliate her and torture her? A woman like her is not worthy to stand and talk to you. Back then Before our Song family fell, she should have knelt in the ancestral hall for three days and three nights!"

While wiping her tears, Song Zi expressed her hatred for Jiang Yurong sadly.

She has been doing this for ten years.

But today Song Lan was surprisingly silent.

After crying for a while, realizing that Song Lan was not in the right mood, Song Zi looked at her with tears in her eyes.

"Lanlan, what's the matter with you, why don't you speak?"

Song Lan was silent for a while, her voice was hoarse and tired.

"Auntie, I seem to have softened my heart towards Jiang Yurong."

Thinking of Jiang Yurong's gentle appearance, Song Lan couldn't connect her with the woman Song Zi said had abandoned her husband and daughter.

Especially when Jiang Yurong was pulling her to talk, her hands were soft and warm.

Unlike my aunt, because she treats patients all the year round, she has cold calluses on her hands...

The surroundings were suddenly dead quiet.

Song Zi looked at Song Lan in horror, she raised her hand, and slapped Song Lan heavily on the face.

"Are you crazy!"

She hoarsed at the end, grabbed Song Lan's hair, and pressed her down beside Song's father's bed.

"Keep your eyes open and take a good look at your father. He could have lived like a healthy person, but he was killed by Jiang Yurong and can only be a living dead here. I will never marry or have children for the sake of you father and daughter." I worked so hard to bring you up, I just hope you can avenge your father, how dare you be soft-hearted to that woman, do you still have me, your father, in your heart!?"

Song Zi's voice sounded like an alarm bell.

Half of Song Lan's face was numb after being beaten.

When she was young, she was not sensible, and she also said that she missed her mother.

Without exception, they all got Song Zi's slap.

As long as Jiang Yurong is mentioned, Song Zi will change from a gentle and considerate aunt to a devil and go crazy.

Song Lan has long been used to it.

She was held in front of the bed, there were no tears in her eyes, only bitterness and bewilderment.

Maybe this is her life?
"I'm sorry, auntie, I was wrong."

Seeing her admitting her mistake, Song Zi let go of her hand, "Jiang Yurong is the most deceitful woman. She deceived your father like this back then. Our Song family trusted her, but it ended up like this, Lan Lan!"

Song Zi leaned over and hugged Song Lan tightly in her arms, weeping uncontrollably.

"Auntie understands that you are having a bad time and you miss your mother, but that bitch Jiang Yurong is not your mother at all, and she is not worthy of your concern, understand? Auntie will always be with you. If you have anything, just talk to Auntie Say, okay?"

Song Zi's comforting over and over again made Song Lan completely break his soft heart towards Jiang Yurong.

"Auntie, you are right. I was very wrong. I must have been confused by that woman to feel sorry for her. She abandoned me and her father. What is there to be pitiful about?"

Song Lan grabbed Father Song's cold hand, that hatred swept her heart again, and the corners of her eyes became moist.

"I must make her pay the price and make her regret for the rest of her life!"

Song Zi stood behind her, looked at Song Lan who was kneeling in front of Song's father's bed expressionlessly, and nodded slowly.

"Lanlan, Auntie believes in you, you can definitely... help our Song family to take revenge."

It was late at night when I left the nursing home and returned home.

Tired of crying, Song Lan fell down on the bed, curled up and hugged herself tightly.

But no matter how much I hug her, my body is still cold.

She couldn't help but think of Jiang Yurong's hand.

Jiang Yurong's palm was warm and soft, and when she was caressing her, her heart felt numb...

Song Lan quickly closed her eyes.

How could she be greedy for that ridiculous thing, Jiang Yurong was just acting.

A person who cruelly abandons his young daughter and sick husband has no kindness at all!

She reaffirmed her revenge plan and got up to pack her luggage.

There was an inadvertent stabbing pain in the wrist.

Song Lan took a breath, and carefully pushed aside her sleeves, only to find that her wrists were covered with fingerprints left by Song Zi.

It must be that my aunt was too emotional and accidentally hurt her.

Song Lan put on anti-inflammatory drugs, and the next morning, seeing that the fingerprints hadn't disappeared, she wore a female watch to cover it up.

The hot spring hotel is in the mountains, because there are not too many people in the department, the magazine decided to charter a bus to take them there.

Song Lan came to the magazine office with her luggage, only to realize that the bus had already left.

She called He Xiaoya and asked, "Xiaoya, are you on the bus?"

"No, I'm still on my way here. Isn't the bus leaving in half an hour?" He Xiaoya was confused.

Song Lan pursed her lips, and after reconciling with He Xiaoya, she asked the staff of other groups in the lower club.

Only then did she find out that Shen Yingxue strongly demanded the bus to leave, saying that Song Lan and He Xiaoya were too late.

(End of this chapter)