She was wrapped in a bath towel by Song Lan and walked out of the bathroom, her face pale and bloodless.
The moment she saw Han Zicheng, her memory came back to life, and the ambiguous fragments of the two people's entanglement flashed before her eyes, and He Xiaoya burst into tears.
"What should I do, Sister Lan, this is my first time...what should I do in the future?"
He Xiaoya has followed the rules since she was a child. She has not even had a boyfriend yet, but when something like this happened, she felt like the sky was falling.
Song Lan hugged her tightly in silence and looked at Han Zicheng with reproachful eyes.
Han Zicheng took a step forward, his eyes turned red, and he said hoarsely: "Xiaoya, I'm sorry, I..."
"Mr. Han, what did I do wrong? Why did you treat me like this? I really didn't mean to drink that glass of wine, Sister Lan..." He Xiaoya burst into tears, her thin shoulders trembling like fallen leaves in the wind.
The fragile scene of He Xiaoya also touched the pity in Han Zicheng's heart.
He sighed, took off his suit jacket and put it on He Xiaoya's shoulders.
Holding her cold hand, he promised hoarsely: "I'm sorry for this, and I will be responsible to the end. If you are willing, I will marry you. Don't worry, I, Han Zicheng, will never be irresponsible."
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"Get married?" He Xiaoya sniffed, a look of confusion flashed in her eyes.
She had just graduated two years ago and had never considered getting married.
What's more, it's a young CEO like Han Zicheng who has huge wealth.
He Xiaoya was a little dizzy, and Han Zicheng was very patient and kept comforting her in a low voice.
Slowly, the woman's crying became fainter, and she listened quietly to Han Zicheng's words.
Song Lan and He Chaozhi looked at each other and walked out of the room first. Fang Xueqi was also invited out by Han Zicheng and escorted home by his secretary.
Song Lan walked into the elevator absentmindedly, dazed.
She didn't know whether it was right for He Xiaoya and Han Zicheng to get married. It also depends on He Xiaoya's own choice...
She only regretted that she did not protect He Xiaoya. If she had discovered that there was something wrong with that glass of wine earlier, would things have been different?
"What are you thinking about?"
A man's low and lazy inquiry came from above his head.
He Chaozhi was dissatisfied that Song Lan was by his side and distracted.
Song Lan remained silent, lowering her beautiful eyes tiredly, her long eyelashes trembling slightly.
"I'm thinking about what Xiaoya will do in the future..."
"You're not her mother, so why are you worried like this?" He Chaozhi said sarcastically.
Seeing that Song Lan remained silent, he suddenly became angry, picked up Song Lan's chin and kissed her.
A woman's red lips have the sweetness of low-alcohol fruit wine, which is more attractive than honey petals.
Song Lan slapped him on the shoulder desperately, but He Chaozhi refused to let go, and the man bit him on the corner of his mouth with evil intentions.
"He Chaozhi, what are you doing! Are you a dog?"
Song Lan forcefully pushed He Chaozhi away, gently stroked the sore bitten lip, and glared at He Chaozhi fiercely.
He Chaozhi chuckled and leaned down to accommodate her height, a dark look flashed in his eyes.
"Do you know how angry I was when Fang Xueqi came to see me? I thought you were really sleeping with Han Zicheng. Guess what I was thinking at that time?"
Song Lan rolled her eyes at him and said angrily: "What are you thinking about?"
"I'm thinking - if you really dare to betray me, Song Lan, I will definitely kill you. What I, He Chaozhi, hate most in my life is to be betrayed."
Song Lan turned her back to the fingertips he used to comb her hair and paused, getting stuck at the end of her hair.
She raised her red lips calmly, turned around and grabbed He Chaozhi's tie, pulling it towards her.
She put it against his ear and said, "He Chaozhi, we still don't know who will die first. Don't be so sure. What if I take your life first?"
He Chaozhi's smile deepened, his face was beautiful, and there was something tempting about it.
In the entire Night City, Mr. He Chaozhi's appearance is also top-notch, otherwise there wouldn't be so many women who are careless about life and death, chasing moths into the flame.
"Yes, yes, you are right. Lanlan——"
He Chaozhi raised his hands in a lazy gesture of surrender.
He is tall and tall, with a strong and straight waist, and he is indescribably attractive even when he does this action.
He said half-jokingly: "If I can really die in your hands, it will be worth it to me."
Song Lan glanced at him sideways.
Ding dong.
The elevator went down to the first floor, the elevator door slowly opened, and a person walked in from the outside.
When he saw Song Lan, he said "yo" and looked gloomy.
"Song Lan, long time no see. It seems like you are doing well recently?"
Song Lan looked at the person coming and frowned slightly.
"——Lu Ang?"
She hasn't seen Lu Ang for a while. She heard that the Lu family went bankrupt not long ago for unknown reasons.
Unexpectedly, Lu Ang is still in Night City.
Lu Ang ducked and squeezed in.
Ever since he went bankrupt, his life has been turned upside down. He has gone from the high and mighty Master Lu to the humble dirt, and anyone can step on him.
Lu Ang wanted to find Song Lan in his dream just to take revenge on this bitch. If it weren't for her, how could he have gone bankrupt and fallen into such a situation!!
"Song Lan, do you still recognize me?" Lu Ang sneered.
Song Lan curled her lips: "Who wouldn't recognize the famous Young Master Lu in Night City? Oh, I forgot, Young Master Lu is no longer Young Master Lu, right?"
Song Lan's beautiful phoenix eyes glanced at Lu Ang's old suit, half smiling.
"Where is Mr. Lu currently employed? It seems like life is not going well?"
Lu Ang's anger was ignited in an instant, and he rushed forward and wanted to strangle Song Lan's neck.
"You still dare to say that if it weren't for you, how could the Lu family go bankrupt? Song Lan, you stinky bitch who relies on men to gain power, you still dare to mock me, I will strangle you to death!"
Lu Ang suddenly went crazy and rushed towards him with scarlet eyes.
A big hand grabbed his hair first and threw him to the ground.
He Chaozhi put one foot on Lu Ang's back, who was trying to get up, and his bottomless dark eyes shone with a bloodthirsty cold light.
"Lu Ang, if you want to die, I will give you a ride right now."
The moment Lu Ang saw He Chaozhi, he felt like he was waking up from a dream.
He was so excited to see Song Lan just now that he didn't even see He Chaozhi there!
He actually insulted Song Lan in front of He Chaozhi, and even wanted to kill Song Lan...
Lu Ang trembled all over, sweating like rain.
It’s over!
"Mr. He, Mr. He, I was wrong. I just couldn't change my mind at the moment. I don't dare to do it anymore. Please spare me!"
Lu Ang quickly knelt on the ground, kowtowing loudly, and did not dare to stop until his head bled.
He Chaozhi retracted his feet, grabbed Song Lan's arm and walked out of the elevator: "Get out if you know you're wrong. If you do it again, be careful with your life."
"Thank you Mr. He for sparing your life. I will never do it again next time. Thank you Mr. He..."
Song Lan was dragged into the car by He Chaozhi. Looking at the man beside him with his eyes narrowed in concentration, Song Lan moved closer, as curious as a kitten pulling at its master's cuffs.
"He Chaozhi, why is Lu Ang so afraid of you? Tell me, did you do anything to him?"
