He Chaozhi opened his eyes impatiently, his dark eyes lacking interest.
"It's nothing. It's just that he has been spreading negative scandals about you before. I was disgusted by what I heard, so I took action to acquire the Lu family. He is just a lost dog now, and he is not worthy of attention."
Song Lan suddenly realized.
She said, how come Lu Ang always harassed her arrogantly and often threatened her with work, but then he disappeared.
The Lu family is considered to be an upper-middle-class family in Night City, but in the end, it was acquired by He Chaozhi as soon as he said it would be acquired. This Lu Ang's luck... Tsk, it's really unlucky.
Knowing the inside story of Lu Ang's bankruptcy, Song Lan not only didn't feel guilty, but felt proud.
Lu Ang had coerced her more than once before, and she deserved her current fate.
Seeing the woman's secretly raised corners of her mouth, He Chaozhi lightly pinched the soft flesh on her face.
Song Lan's skin was as good as a peeled lychee, and He Chaozhi couldn't put it down.
"Why, are you getting complacent? Now that you know what I am, if it weren't for me, that kid would still be showing off his power in front of you. What kind of reward do you plan to give me?"
When mentioning the reward, Song Lan sat up straight and said seriously: "What kind of reward? What is the relationship between the two of us? Isn't it too unfamiliar to talk about it?"
He Chaozhi: “Tsk——”
Song Lan continued to say with a straight face: "You need to curb your capitalist style. You have to use force to suppress people. It's not good or bad."
He Chaozhi watched her performance with a smile and raised his eyebrows in cooperation: "Really? Isn't it good? How about I let Lu Ang go now and let him continue to play the clown in front of you?"
Song Lan: "Then forget it."
No matter what, it is a comfortable thing to deal with Lu Ang.
Song Lan was in a rare good mood, so she opened the car window and lay on the window to get some fresh air.
Her waterfall-like black hair swayed in the wind, and she was very beautiful.
He Chaozhi sat behind him and looked at her with deep eyes.
"Song Lan, stay by my side and be obedient. I will help you solve all your problems. Do you understand?"
Song Lan squinted her eyes and pretended not to hear.
He Chaozhi never knew what she was thinking.
She wanted the He family and wanted his life.
After a day's rest, I returned to MC to work again. Fang Xueqi was nowhere to be seen, and He Xiaoya didn't come to work either.
Han Zicheng was the only one standing at the door of her office, wondering what he was thinking.
Song Lan slowed down and walked over: "Mr. Han, is something wrong?"
Han Zicheng turned around and saw Song Lan treating him coldly, and felt sour in his heart.
His eyes were red, he looked haggard and looked haggard after staying awake for several nights.
But he still smiled gently at Song Lan.
"Song Lan, I just want to inform you that in view of the mistakes I made...MC has unilaterally decided to end the newspaper exchange work early. You can return to KEO. As compensation, we will pay KEO the due compensation.
"
It is inconvenient for He Xiaoya to come to work like this, and Song Lan feels uncomfortable staying here.
Han Zicheng's consideration was quite popular. Song Lan had no intention of staying at all, so he nodded politely and went to the office to pack his things.
"Okay, then I'll leave first. Thank you, Mr. Han, for the shirt."
Han Zicheng stood outside the office door and stopped talking when he saw Song Lan packing his things.
He said nothing and left as lonely as a mountain.
After the MC exchange work ended, Song Lan continued to go back to work at KEO.
He Xiaoya didn't come to work for several days, and Song Lan couldn't help but feel a little worried.
She came to the corridor and took out her mobile phone to call He Xiaoya and ask her how she was doing.
Unexpectedly, He Xiaoya's phone number just happened to come through.
Song Lan answered quickly: "Xiaoya, where are you? Why haven't you come to work for so many days? I'm worried about you..."
He Xiaoya's voice was brisk and cheerful, and she sounded in a good mood: "Sister Lan, I'm fine. Don't worry. I'm just resting at home and thinking about it. Are you free now? I'm at the cafe downstairs. Let's meet.
Just one side."
"Okay, I'll go down now."
Song Lan came to the cafe and saw He Xiaoya sitting by the window drinking fruit drink.
She wore a bright yellow knitted jacket, put on light makeup and lipstick. Her whole person had a more mature and virtuous charm than before, and she looked brand new.
Song Lan walked over a little surprised and looked at He Xiaoya's change in surprise: "Xiaoya, I thought you would be sad at home during this period, but I didn't expect... It's great that you can think about it."
He Xiaoya smiled shyly, with a happy and sweet smile on her face: "Actually, it was difficult for me to accept it at first, but Zicheng is a good man. He promised me that he would marry me, and there would be no other woman besides me.
Give me the respect and status I deserve. Although he and I got together by accident, he was really kind to me."
After hearing these words, Song Lan felt relieved.
She was also afraid that Han Zicheng would look down on He Xiaoya and abandon He Xiaoya from beginning to end.
"Han Zicheng seems to be a responsible man, so I'll be relieved if you are with him. Xiaoya, I'm really sorry for that day. If I could have found out earlier that Fang Xueqi had drugged the wine, I wouldn't have harmed you..."
"It's okay, Sister Lan, don't blame yourself, everything is fate."
He Xiaoya patted the back of Song Lan's hand, still trusting and encouraging Song Lan as before.
"Speaking of which, without you, I wouldn't have been able to marry so well. Zicheng is the president of MC, a rich man I couldn't even imagine before..."
He Xiaoya lowered her rosy cheeks, took out an invitation from her bag, and handed it to Song Lan tenderly.
"By the way, Sister Lan, the main reason why I came to see you today is to deliver the invitation to you in person."
"This is a wedding invitation?" Song Lan opened the invitation and saw clearly the words of the groom Han Zicheng and the bride He Xiaoya inside, and asked in surprise and joy.
He Xiaoya nodded with a flushed face, tugged at the corner of her skirt and said, "Soon, right? It was Zicheng who said he was sorry for me and that it was not suitable to delay any longer. He wanted to give me a status as soon as possible, so the wedding was scheduled for next month.
, I listened to him, and I was surprised that he could marry me so quickly, Sister Lan, it seems that I did not marry the wrong person."
Song Lan nodded happily, she was also very happy that He Xiaoya could find a good home.
As for Han Zicheng...putting aside the misunderstanding that day, he is indeed a good person.
You should be kind to Xiaoya in the future, right?
"That job..."
"KEO, I won't go back to work. Sister Lan, Zicheng is so good to me. I want to spend more time at home with him." He Xiaoya said.
Song Lan nodded and agreed to He Xiaoya's resignation request.
"Xiaoya, I sincerely hope you are happy. If you encounter any difficulties in the future, you can come to me. I hope you and Hanzi will grow up for a long time and be happy."
Song Lan looked at He Xiaoya tenderly, expecting her to become the happiest bride in the world.
