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

Chapter 87 The Savior
Song Lan nodded, and said softly, "Madam Jun, I am indeed Chaozhi's girlfriend."

Mrs. Jun was silent for a while, with a helpless smile on her face.

"It's a pity, it's a pity."

He Zhaozhi and Song Lan looked at each other, but they didn't quite understand what Mrs. Jun meant when she said it was a pity.

He Zhaozhi was still Mrs. Jun because he felt that he was not good enough for Song Lan, and his face darkened.

Mrs. Jun hurriedly said, "I don't have other intentions, I just think Song Lan is very good, that's all, you young people go play."

She is a kind person, and when she saw He Chaozhi's real boyfriend coming, she no longer held on to Song Lan.

Although he was reluctant, he still let Song Lan leave.

Behind the crowd not far away, Fang Xueqi stood there, her lips were almost bitten and bleeding.

How could she have imagined that Song Lan had already been locked in the back kitchen. Song Lan still had the time to meet Mrs. Jun and make Mrs. Jun so happy!
What kind of ecstasy soup did Song Lan pour into Mrs. Jun!

"Damn Song Lan, where did you get so much luck!"

Fang Xueqi turned around and took a glass of champagne, and drank it all in one go.

Muttering curses at Song Lan.

Han Zicheng came with Fang Xueqi today, he didn't have a girlfriend, and Fang Xueqi was his cousin, so she acted as his female companion.

When passing by Fang Xueqi, Han Zicheng saw that she had a very bad complexion, and kept cursing Song Lan again, he guessed something immediately, and said with a sullen face.

"Xueqi, did you do something wrong to Miss Song again? What did you do?"

When Song Lan was brought in by Mrs. Jun, he felt something was wrong.

Because Song Lan's skirt had some flour on it.

If you think about it carefully, maybe you were teased by someone.

The person who can't play tricks on her is Fang Xueqi, right?
Fang Xueqi didn't expect Han Zicheng to guess it so quickly, her little face turned pale with fright, and she faltered and shook her head in denial.

"I didn't. Why did I hurt her when I had no grievances with her? Cousin, you think too much."

Han Zicheng looked serious, "Fang Xueqi, I know how you lied since you were a child, don't think I don't know what you're thinking, you blush easily when you lie, you must have done something bad, come with me to apologize to Miss Song !"

Han Zicheng ignored Fang Xueqi's struggle and crying, grabbed her by the arm, and brought her abruptly to Song Lan.

As soon as Song Lan turned around, she was startled when she saw Han Zicheng and Fang Xueqi standing behind her with livid faces.

"Zicheng, Miss Fang, who are you?"

"I'm sorry Song Lan, Xue Qi has always had a bad temper, did she offend you just now, I apologize to you on her behalf!" Han Zicheng said ashamedly.

Song Lan froze for a moment, she was worried that she couldn't find who was behind the waiter sending her to the back kitchen.

After Han Zicheng's words, and seeing Xueqi's fearful dodging gaze, she understood instantly.

"It's okay. Ms. Fang is just a bit grumpy. I'm her boss. I will discipline her well in the future and won't care about her like her."

Fang Xueqi's eyes widened.

She thought that Song Lan would pretend to be weak and complain when He Chaozhi and Han Zicheng were here, but she didn't expect that Song Lan would just say a few words.

While she was surprised by Song Lan's intentions, she secretly looked at He Chaozhi beside him.

She has liked this man for a long time, but it's a pity that this man has no interest in her. Seeing her coming is like not seeing her.

Fang Xueqi clenched her hands tightly in frustration and dare not.

Han Zicheng saw that Song Lan was holding the foreign wine in his hand, and said worriedly, "Song Lan, is your stomach feeling better? Is it too tiring to drink on an empty stomach? It's not good for your health."

Song Lan was startled, and looked down at the whiskey in her hand, with an unnatural expression.

"I'm not feeling well, but Han Zicheng, how do you know I have a stomach problem?"

She remembered that she never told Han Zicheng, right?

Han Zicheng was stunned for a long time before he burst out laughing, "So you didn't know?"

"what do you know?"

"Do you remember that you had a stomach attack on the way, and someone sent you to the hospital? That person was me. I couldn't stay because of an emergency, so I used your mobile phone to call your assistant, He Xiaoya, and asked her to accompany you to the bed. "

After Han Zicheng finished speaking in a gentle voice, Song Lan's beautiful eyes could be seen widening, and her bright red lips became round, as if she could stuff a pigeon egg.

She covered her mouth and said in disbelief, "So, it turned out that you were the one who saved me that day. God, I never knew."

He Xiaoya only said that it was a man who saved her, she never thought it would be Han Zicheng.

From this point of view, the figure that he vaguely saw when he was unconscious that day was indeed exactly the same as Han Zicheng.

Han Zicheng smiled helplessly, "Anyway, it's good that you're fine. I was terrified when you got sick that day, and your face was as white as paper. Fortunately, the doctor said you had a stomach attack, not an internal injury."

Song Lan hurriedly said, "Thank you, thank you very much!"

If Han Zicheng hadn't sent her to the hospital that day, she would have been unconscious on the road alone, not knowing what would have happened.

While thanking Han Zicheng excitedly, Song Lan's arm was pulled down severely.

She was forced to turn her head and saw He Zhaozhi's cold gaze, and asked with clenched teeth, "You fainted by the side of the road? Then why didn't you tell me, when did you actually get hospitalized?"

Song Lan had already been hospitalized twice as far as He Chaozhi remembered.

Unexpectedly, before that, Song Lan fell ill.

Song Lan was a little uncomfortable being looked at by the man's dark eyes, and she looked away guiltily, "It's nothing, it's over, I can solve it myself, I'm not a three-year-old child, can I die with a stomachache? "

Even without Han Zicheng, she would still find a way to ask for help.

I thought that saying that would make He Zhaozhi happier, but I didn't expect the man's face to turn darker.

He Zhaozhi said coldly, "Come with me!"

In front of Han Zicheng and Fang Xueqi, he dragged Song Lan to a corner where there was no one else. His whole body was covered with thorns, making him untouchable.

"He Zhaozhi, what are you doing, you hurt my wrist!"

Song Lan was thrown to the wall by him, and quickly squeezed her wrist and blew air.

Before he had time to complain, his chin was pinched forcefully by He Zhaozhi.

With an aggressive kiss, Song Lan's lips were easily pried open, making her throw away her armor and surrender directly.

After kissing for a long time, until Song Lan was a little out of breath, He Chaozhi let go of her, and took a breath of fresh air into her mouth.

He squinted his eyes and leaned over, pinching her soft cheeks and questioning, "Do you dare not tell me when you get sick next time? I would rather let another man take you to the hospital than let me know, Song Lan, you girl It's good to be a friend."

Song Lan's face was slightly red, and she gave him a soft look in her eyes, "We are obviously not boyfriend and girlfriend..."

(End of this chapter)