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

Chapter 96 Family Dinner
I don't know why, although I haven't met Song Lan many times and don't know him well, Jiang Yurong trusts Song Lan inexplicably.

This girl, who is neither humble nor overbearing, should be able to help the He family and resolve the conflict between father and son.

Jiang Yurong's goal for today has been achieved. She ordered a cup of coffee for Song Lan, paid for the coffee, and said to Song Lan with a gentle expression.

"Sit here and rest for a while. I'll go back and tell your uncle the good news. We'll see you at He's house later."

"Yes, goodbye, Aunt Jiang."

Song Lan sent Jiang Yurong off in a calm manner, sat in the cafe, and quietly finished a cup of coffee.

She suddenly smiled.

When Jiang Yurong promised her that she would help her enter He's house, she probably didn't expect that she would regret her choice in the future, right?
After all, her purpose of entering the He family was different from that of Jiang Yurong when she entered the He family.

She entered the He family in order to destroy the He family and seek revenge.

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On the weekend, Jiang Yurong called and asked He Chaozhi to go home for dinner.

Song Lan is working on breakfast here at He Chaozhi's place. Today He Chaozhi held a video morning meeting, and Song Lan took over the task of making breakfast.

He Zhaozhi interrupted the meeting, got up and walked to the balcony to answer Jiang Yurong's call.

His brows were marked with obvious impatience.

"Go home for dinner? What's the matter with the old man?"

"Your father just misses you, and both of you father and son haven't sat down for a long time. You have a good meal, so you can do Aunt Rong a favor, okay?"

When Jiang Yurong spoke to He Chaozhi, he was always gentle and measured.

To Song Lan's ears, it was unavoidable to be a little humble.

Song Lan was making breakfast in the kitchen and sneered while listening to He Chaozhi and Jiang Yurong talking on the phone.

Abandoning her husband and daughter to go to the He family, is it just to be a low-level child for others?
A sarcasm flashed across He Zhaozhi's eyes, "Aunt Rong, I called you Aunt Rong just to tell you that knowing who you are, don't meddle in things you shouldn't meddle in. Instead of helping my dad and insisting on telling me to go home, why not Think about your own marriage with the old man, does he have a newcomer outside? What makes you so boring, you have to meddle in my business?"

Sure enough, there was no sound from Jiang Yurong's side.

Although he didn't hang up the phone and didn't speak, it made people feel sad and disappointed for no reason.

He Zhaozhi remained silent while Song Lan stood in front of the kitchen door, looking up at his back.

But he was thinking about what he said to Jiang Yurong just now.

The marriage between Jiang Yurong and He Mingchuan...has existed in name only?

Their emotional discord seems to be a sign.

When I went back to the He family, I realized that He Mingchuan didn't care much about his second wife.

For some reason, Song Lan felt an indescribable joy.

She hated the He family, hated He Mingchuan and Jiang Yurong, the two of them tortured each other, which was good news for her.

Seeing that Jiang Yurong still remained silent, He Zhaozhi ran out of patience, and said coldly, "I won't go back, you should die."

Just as she was about to hang up the phone, Song Lan came from the kitchen with a warm and sweet smile, holding half a freshly made sandwich in her hand.

"Chaozhi, come and taste the breakfast I made."

He Zhaozhi raised his eyebrows, bit off a piece, and was about to say it was delicious, when he heard Song Lan say, "Oh, I didn't have anything to eat myself just because I was thinking of serving you."

Seeing the woman's annoyed look, He Chaozhi's anger provoked by Jiang Yurong dissipated temporarily, "Are you hungry? Then I'll make it for you."

"do not."

Song Lan grabbed his sleeve, glanced at the phone that Jiang Yurong hadn't hung up, and took He Chaozhi's arm coquettishly.

"Take me to He's house to eat, okay?"

The woman's coquettish tone did not bring a man's smile in return.

He Zhaozhi glanced at Song Lan indifferently, "You also want to help my dad convince me?"

"Not at all!"

Song Lan walked to He Chaozhi's side, took his mobile phone, hung up the phone with Jiang Yurong, sat on the edge of the chair and said.

"I can't control so many things in your He family, but I promised He Mingchuan that if I want to get promoted and raise my salary, I won't let the He family underestimate me. I just got promoted, so I can't say hello to him? What if What if he doesn't like me when he sees me in the future, and won't let me be your girlfriend?"

He Zhaozhi chuckled, bent over and pinched her cheek.

"You are so careful, aren't you afraid that my dad will see it?"

"If you see it, you can see it, just to let him know that I have the ability, not just empty talk." Song Lan raised her eyebrows indifferently.

He Zhaozhi thought for a while, and considering that he still needed Song Lan as a shield for his girlfriend, he let go and said, "Okay, then I will go with you once for your sake."

Although the Shen family is gone, there are not a few wealthy daughters coveting the position of He Chaozhi's wife.

He Zhao thought they were annoying, so he would rather let Song Lan take over than make false claims with them.

At noon, He Mingchuan came back from the company.

As soon as I entered the door, I could hear the rare vitality in the empty home.

Song Lan was helping Jiang Yurong cook in the kitchen, while He Chaozhi was sitting on the sofa reading the documents. Seeing that He's name had come back, the father and son met their eyes and moved away.

"Dad." He Zhaozhi called indifferently.

"Come back, let's have a meal together."

He Mingchuan was not very enthusiastic about this son, he took off his suit jacket, handed it to the servant to hang it up, and said calmly.

After a while, Jiang Yurong and Song Lan brought the dishes out of the kitchen, "The dishes are ready, come and eat."

He Mingchuan and He Chaozhi sat down together, the four of them sat at the dining table, and there was no movement during the meal, as quiet as if the air had stagnated.

Slightly padding his stomach, He Mingchuan's eyes darted to Song Lan.

Song Lan was born well, and her temperament is also high-quality. If she didn't know her status that can't be on stage, He Mingchuan would have thought she was someone's young lady.

It's a pity that she is indeed a useless ordinary person.

Usually in the He family, it is considered a crime.

He Mingchuan didn't like Song Lan. After the Shen family fell, it was inevitable that he would start to dislike Song Lan for not being up-to-date.

He took advantage of the topic and said, "Didn't you tell me that you can become the president of KEO and bring KEO to be my biggest support? How long has it been? I don't see why you haven't moved at all?"

Song Lan paused, and He Chaozhi turned cold first.

Song Lan was brought by him, and He Mingchuan's attack on Song Lan was undoubtedly a slap in the face.

He Zhaozhi put down his chopsticks, sneered and raised the corners of his lips, staring at He Mingchuan with a correct gaze.

"Dad, even when you were young, I'm afraid you can't guarantee that you can go from the bottom to the CEO in a few months? If you don't like Song Lan, you can just say it, why make things difficult for others?"

He Mingchuan had always been domineering and strong, but suddenly his son put him down, and his eyes turned dark.

(End of this chapter)