Song Lan was stunned and glanced back at He Chaozhi's ward.
Apart from He Chaozhi, the only one who can be called Mr. He is He Mingchuan.
He Mingzhuan wanted to see her, probably because of He Chaozhi's injury, and she couldn't shirk it.
"Okay, I'll go now."
Song Lan went back to the ward and put on her coat, without waking He Chaozhi, and left quietly.
He family study room.
He Mingchuan wore gold-rimmed glasses and sat at the main seat to review and approve the group's documents.
The secretary brought Song Lan to the door, bowed and said, "Mr. He, Miss Song is here."
"Come in." He said without raising his head.
Song Lan walked in, her slight footsteps making no sound on the carpet.
The secretary closed the door and left.
The large study room was extremely empty, with only He Mingchuan and Song Lan.
Song Lan walked up to He Mingchuan, who put away the documents, took off his glasses and folded them, leaned back, and looked at Song Lan's beautiful face seriously again.
"I really can't believe that Chao Zhi would risk his life for you."
Song Lan's eyelids twitched and she lowered her eyes, "Mr. He was joking."
"I have never cared about how Chao Zhi grows up and plays outside, because I know his temperament. He will not be tempted by anything he shouldn't be tempted by. That is not worthy of his status. You are indeed the number one
Well, I underestimated you."
He Mingchuan lowered his voice, with a strong hint of threat.
"Song Lan, I didn't expect you to be so capable. It really impressed me."
Song Lan was neither humble nor overbearing, "You've given me the compliment."
He Mingchuan snorted heavily.
"Excuse me? Song Lan, you don't really think I'm praising you, do you?"
He grabbed the expensive pen at hand and smashed it at Song Lan's feet.
The pen body cracked, and the ink sac inside shattered, splattering Song Lan with ink.
He Mingchuan said with a gloomy face, "You let Shen Yingxue out because Shen Yingxue would harm Chaozhi. But what's the difference between you and her now? As long as you are still here, Chaozhi will be hurt by you, Song
Lan, you really disappoint me."
Song Lan's eyelashes trembled.
He raised an army to investigate, but he still came.
She knew that He Mingchuan had always disliked her, but it was because He Chaozhi had been protecting her that she tolerated her until now.
This time it was just an excuse.
"I promise this was just a mistake. Even if it costs me my life, I will never let him get hurt again."
"You're just talking nonsense, why should I believe you?" He Mingchuan snorted coldly and tapped the table with his knuckles.
"Also, the three months you promised me are almost up. Why haven't you become the president of KEO yet? Do you think I'm easy to fool?"
He Mingchuan is a profit-seeking businessman, and he will immediately block anything that is not worth the same amount of money.
Song Lan is already on the verge of danger.
"I am now the director, one step away from the president. Mr. He, I will fulfill my promise. This bet will not be over until the end."
"You're not old, but your tone is not young!" He Mingchuan sneered.
He took out a check from the drawer and threw it coldly at Song Lan's face, his gaze indifferent.
"Here is ten million. If you accept it, you will leave Chaozhi forever and never appear in front of him again in your life."
The check, carrying a huge amount of money, fell lightly at Song Lan's feet.
Song Lan lowered his head, stared at the bright red ten million, counted the seven zeros behind it, and a sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Ten million, compared with He Chaozhi's unlimited black card, she could still tell which one was more cost-effective.
He Mingchuan watched her silently pick up the check, with a sneer in his eyes.
Sure enough, this kind of woman who sells her status shouts that no matter how chaste and unyielding she is, she will still succumb to money.
The next second, he saw Song Lan put the check on his table.
Song Lan said calmly, "Thank you, Mr. He, for the gift, but I am not short of money at the moment, so there is no need."
"Song Lan!?" He Mingchuan's face darkened as this was the first time he gave money to others and was thrown back.
"Are you trying to shame me because you think 10 million is too little? It's important to know yourself. You should know what you're worth."
"I know." Song Lan took the words and smiled sweetly.
"I'm not even worth ten million."
"Humph, it's good if you know——"
"But I just like Chaozhi and want to stay with Chaozhi, so ten million or one hundred million is no different to me than a penny. I won't ask for the money. If Mr. He really thinks so
To give it away, you can donate it to the Night City Welfare Home. The children there are very poor and need this money more than me."
Song Lan's tone was neither humble nor overbearing, and she was understated. A check worth ten million was like waste paper in her eyes, not worth mentioning.
He Mingchuan felt inexplicably insulted, and he stood up angrily, "Song Lan, do you deserve to like He Chaozhi? You are worthless, and you deserve to like my son!?"
"She is nothing, she is a human being, my woman, He Chaozhi."
The door to the study room was pushed open suddenly, and He Chaozhi strode in, his face as gloomy as a mountain.
A trace of surprise flashed across Song Lan's face, which showed no reaction to He Mingchuan's sarcasm, "Chaozhi, aren't you in the hospital? Why are you here?"
He Chaozhi used his uninjured right hand to pull Song Lan behind him, and said in a deep voice, "Old man, don't think that because I am injured, you can do whatever you want with my people. If it weren't for Song Lan, I would have planned to fight you until death.
contacts!"
He Mingchuan was first frightened and then angry. He trembled all over and said, "You traitor, you traitor!"
He Chaozhi ignored the furious He Mingchuan, grabbed Song Lan's hand, turned around and left, "Let's go!"
Song Lan glanced at He Mingzhuan in astonishment, and was dragged out of the He family gate by He Chaozhi and put into the car, "He Chaozhi, you made your father so angry!"
The silent man with a side face suddenly turned his face, his long eyebrows furrowed sharply, "So, you want me to watch you being ridiculed and insulted by him, being scolded like a wooden stake by him?"
"He Chaozhi, that's what I should bear. There is a huge difference in our identities. I..."
"Song Lan!"
He Chaozhi suddenly roared and stared at her with his deep eyes.
"You are shameless. I, He Chaozhi, will not allow anyone to bully you as long as you are my woman for even one day, not even my father!"
Song Lan was stunned.
She stared blankly into He Chaozhi's eyes, which were dark and dark, as if a whirlpool was about to suck her in.
"He Chaozhi, I..."
Before Song Lan could speak, Song Zi called.
"Hey, what's wrong?"
"Song Lan, come to the nursing home quickly, your father is in the emergency room!"
Bang, the phone was hung up.
Song Lan seemed to have had his soul taken away. He didn't care to talk to He Chaozhi, opened the car door and ran out.
He Chaozhi chased after him, "Song Lan, what's wrong with you, Song Lan?"
