"You are too frank. I like you. You don't need to apologize to me for this. Don't you think it's hard to support it by yourself? I don't want to see you working so hard anymore."
Qin Haifeng said with a warm smile, lowered his voice and asked seriously: "Do you want to try and rely on me to see?"
"Maybe you don't like me yet, but I promise that when you need me, I will be there as soon as possible, and I will never let anyone insult you or ridicule you. Your father is just like my father..."
Seeing that Qin Haifeng was getting more and more biased, Song Lan was frightened and stopped quickly.
Her face was pale, and her eyes were wandering and looking at Qin Haifeng.
"You're not serious, are you, Qin Haifeng?"
"Of course! Do you think I'm just playing for fun?"
Qin Haifeng was so angry that he muttered: "I am a person who has not yet had his first love."
When Song Lan heard this, his first reaction was to pat his forehead.
What a crime.
Why did Qin Haifeng fall in love with her? If she had known this would happen, she should have distanced herself from Qin Haifeng instead of giving him a chance to develop feelings...
"Are you two having a great time chatting here?"
With a creaking sound, the corridor door opened and closed.
Song Lan and Qin Haifeng turned their heads at the same time, and their expressions changed.
There was heavy snow outside the window. He Chaozhi was wearing a smoky gray knee-length coat with dark eyelashes. He was slowly peeling off the black leather gloves on his hands.
Revealing a cold white slender finger.
Before Song Lan could ask "Why are you here?" he was intercepted by He Chaozhi with a sneer.
"Song Lan, you are really carefree. How long has it been since you caught a second victim?"
Song Lan's brows stiffened: "He Chaozhi, if you can't speak, don't speak. The two of us have nothing to do with each other anymore. Even if I do find a boyfriend, it has nothing to do with you!"
He Chaozhi's face sank visibly.
He raised the corner of his mouth and let the snow melt at his feet. He stepped forward coldly, pinched Song Lan's chin and said, "Are you blind? Are you playing with me just to be with this Qin Haifeng? I
In what way am I inferior to him? I'm not as young as him, or I'm not as rich as him. Song Lan, you don't know how to catch a good one?"
After he learned the truth about Fan Yue last time, he wanted to explain it to Song Lan.
Although they are no longer together, they cannot tolerate Song Lan's misunderstanding and put the blame on him for dismissing her.
Knowing that Song Lan had come to the nursing home after get off work, He Chaozhi asked the driver to drive here.
Unexpectedly, at the corner, I heard Qin Haifeng's confession to Song Lan.
This woman even went so far as to draw a clear line with herself for Qin Haifeng - saying that they have no relationship now.
Extremely ridiculous.
He Chaozhi leaned close to Song Lan's ear and asked in a low and vicious tone: "Song Lan, no matter how close we are, I am also your first man. Qin Haifeng is so simple, can he ever play with you?"
"Congratulations to you!"
Song Lan's expression suddenly changed, and she raised her hand to slap He Chaozhi.
But when she saw the endless darkness in the man's eyes, she paused and withdrew her hand.
"He Chaozhi, please go, I don't want to see you again."
Song Lan turned around and said exhaustedly.
It was indeed her who hurt He Chaozhi first, and the two of them had a bad relationship.
If it's broken, just break it.
Stop thinking about it, He Chaozhi.
Song Lan looked at Qin Haifeng, his eyes almost dry: "Haifeng, let's go... um!!"
Song Lan wanted to pull Qin Haifeng's arm, but was dragged away by He Chaozhi in mid-air.
He Chaozhi looked gloomy, pulled Song Lan over, grabbed her waist, and kissed her fiercely.
Lips and teeth intertwined, Song Lan slapped He Chaozhi on the chest desperately: "He Chaozhi, what are you doing, are you crazy...let me go!"
He Chaozhi seemed as if he hadn't heard anything. Scarlet color oozed from his eyes, and the anger he had accumulated for many days was all vented in this forced kiss to Song Lan.
Qin Haifeng saw this scene and rushed forward angrily, trying to pull He Chaozhi away.
"He Chaozhi, let go of Song Lan, you are already finished, how could you do this to her!"
He Chaozhi shook off Qin Haifeng's hand and held Song Lan in his arms. His cold and sparse eyes were like a knife blade grazing Qin Haifeng.
"Go away if you don't want to die. You can't control what's going on between Song Lan and me!"
Seeing that her struggle was useless, Song Lan was forcefully imprisoned in He Chaozhi's arms and gasped softly.
A tear ran down the white chin until it disappeared.
There was silence everywhere.
Qin Haifeng was stunned for a few seconds and smiled to himself.
"Forget it, Song Lan, if you need anything, just call me. No matter what you do... I will help you. I'm leaving first."
Only the two of them can resolve the matter between He Chaozhi and Song Lan.
In the end, he was just a third party, unable to get involved.
Song Lan did not raise his head, his thin shoulders shrugged slightly, and tears flowed down silently.
Qin Haifeng left in despair.
Song Lan broke away from He Chaozhi's restraints and raised his tear-stained face with a determined expression: "He is gone, are you satisfied?"
She wanted to push He Chaozhi away and leave alone, but He Chaozhi hugged her from behind.
"Song Lan, can you please stop leaving?"
"Can you please don't leave me?"
He Chaozhi's voice was hoarse, and the heavy snowy air on his body hit his face.
Song Lan's body trembled, she turned around, raised her hand, and slapped He Chaozhi hard across the face.
The tall and handsome man looked at her with his brows furrowed and his mouth red and swollen: "Song Lan..."
"He Chaozhi, don't you understand now that I have a purpose for approaching you? Now that you know my purpose, just stay away from me, can't you?"
Song Lan gritted his teeth, turned his head, and pointed to the door at the end of the corridor: "Let's go, go far away, and never appear in front of me again. We have nothing to do with each other!"
"Are you afraid that I will pursue you, or are you afraid that our He family will pursue you?"
He Chaozhi locked his eyes with her and said word by word: "As long as you are still willing to be with me, I can forget about the things you have done before."
"You...you are such a madman!"
Song Lan's eyelashes trembled. She had nothing to say to He Chaozhi and was tired.
She didn't want to tangle with him anymore.
That's it for now.
That's all for now.
Song Lan wiped the corners of his eyes and said tiredly and weakly: "I have nothing to say to you, and I don't need your forgiveness. He Chaozhi, don't come to me again."
Song Lan turned around indifferently, and left without looking back under the man's gloomy gaze.
She walked back to the ward with weak steps, holding on to the door frame and just about to enter, when she noticed a figure that was both strange and familiar beside her father's bed.
"Jiang Yurong?"
The woman beside the bed looked back.
Seeing Song Lan, a trace of shame flashed across Jiang Yurong's face.
She wanted to step forward and hug Song Lan, but she didn't dare. She carefully retracted her outstretched hand and said flatteringly: "Lan Lan..."
