Where did Song Zi allow her to continue speaking, there was a loud "pop" sound, and a red and swollen palm print was printed on Song Lan's face. She covered one side of her face and looked begging.
Song Zi's face turned red with anger, and her trembling fingers almost poked Song Lan's forehead. Her eyes were sharp, and she scratched Song Lan's white and tender face, "Song Lan, are you fainted by love?
Look at your unconscious father lying on the bed. You are here to have a relationship with our enemy. Are you worthy of me and your father?"
Song Lan fell in love with He Chaozhi, but the hatred between her and the He family could not be overcome. It was very rare for her to muster the courage to bring He Chaozhi to see Song Zi.
"But... that's the grudge between your elders," Song Lan suddenly lowered her head. It's not that she didn't hate the He family, but rather than hating the He family, she wanted to love He Chaozhi more. She didn't want to be in this love anymore.
Tangled in hatred and sad.
Song Zi seemed to be annoyed by Song Lan's attitude. She raised her hand and was about to slap her again. Unexpectedly, the hand she just raised was blocked by the hand stretched out from the ground. She looked at He Chaozhi with hatred on her face.
A cold and handsome face appeared in her eyes.
"Ms. Song, if you have any dissatisfaction, you can take action against me. You pushed Song Lan into the abyss of love and hate of the previous generation, and you charged into battle with a knife and a spear. If you hadn't met me, she would have been destroyed by you. You
As her aunt, have you really planned for her happiness?" He Chaozhi's face was terrifyingly cold and his words were indifferent. He blocked Song Zi's approach while protecting Song Lan behind him.
Behind her, Song Lan held his other hand tightly, her hand trembling uncontrollably. She didn't know whether it was because she was afraid of guilt, or because of the emotions that had been surging in her heart. She felt sad and grateful to be seen and understood by He Chaozhi. She
He leaned gently on He Chaozhi's back.
He Chaozhi felt the movement behind him, and caught a glimpse of Song Lan's movement from the corner of his eye. He quickly let go of Song Zi, and protected Song Lan and stepped back a little. When he looked at Song Zi in front of him, he found that she seemed to be a little angry because of her anger.
tremble.
"You, a member of the He family, what qualifications do you have to reprimand me here? Without that damn father of yours, how could my brother be lying here unconscious?" Song Zi tensed up like an enraged female animal.
His body was covered with hatred on his face, as if he wanted to pounce on them and devour them both alive.
What qualifications does an enemy and a traitor have to point fingers at her, a victim's family?
But with He Chaozhi here, she couldn't touch Song Lan and could only curse and humiliate the two of them with all her vicious words.
"Song Lan, you are indeed Jiang Yurong's daughter. Your mother abandoned her wife and son, and your daughter ran away with her enemy. You are indeed following the example and having no sense of shame." Song Zi's eyes were about to burst, and there was vicious hatred in her eyes. At this time,
Song Lan is no longer her niece, she has become a traitor who wants to eat meat.
How could He Chaozhi tolerate others humiliating Song Lan? Just when he was about to retort, Song Lan pinched his palm behind him, signaling him not to respond. He turned his head slightly and looked into Song Lan's red eyes, feeling sad and regretful in his heart.
He didn't know that the elders of the Song family hated the He family so much, and he didn't know that Song Zi was so crazy. Even Song Lan, who had raised him single-handedly, was ridiculing him.
He Chaozhi was slightly lost in thought when he suddenly saw Song Lan let go of his hand, walked around him and walked in front of him. He was stunned for a moment and heard Song Lan say seriously: "Aunt, He Chaozhi and I are both innocent. We deeply understand that
How can you not be innocent if you fall into the resentment of your elders? You hate He Mingchuan and Jiang Yurong, but what did He Chaozhi do wrong?"
Song Zi looked at Song Lan who was blocking He Chaozhi just now. Now he dared to fight with her because of He Chaozhi, a stinky boy. "Song Lan, do you want to sever ties with me and your father because of this stinky man?"
"
Song Lan had no mother since she was a child, and Song Zi was half her mother, so Song Zi knew very well where Song Lan's pain was.
Sure enough, he saw Song Lan's face was tense, and he opened his mouth slightly, but hesitated to speak. Song Zi raised a sarcastic smile with satisfaction, and glanced at He Chaozhi's face. He saw He Chaozhi tightening his lips, with an extremely expression on his face.
A look of patience.
"Song Lan, be obedient. As long as you give up on him and stay with the head of the Jun family, with Jun Zetian's help, the He family will be finished sooner or later. Even if the He family cannot be finished, his vitality will be severely damaged." Song
Zi looked at He Chaozhi's face getting greener and greener, the anger on his face slowly calmed down, and the corners of his mouth became deeper.
Song Lan became more and more disobedient, so Song Zi had to think of some ways to inquire about Song Lan's itinerary.
Who could say that Jun Zetian didn't have any affection for Song Lan when he was able to offer her an olive branch when she was abandoned by the industry?
When He Chaozhi and Song Lan heard Song Zi's upright plan, they completely ignored He Chaozhi's existence and even softened their voices. They wanted to use family affection to seduce Song Lan back to seduce Jun Zetian?
"Aunt, there is no possibility between Jun Zetian and me." Song Lan reached out and held He Chaozhi's hand, gently squeezed his palm, expressing her feelings and condemning Song Zi's conspiracy.
Song Lan's reaction was completely within Song Zi's expectation. The smile on her face was like spring breeze, even more kind. She folded her arms and continued without thinking: "It's okay. With your beauty and intelligence, Jun Zetian
Sooner or later he will be caught.""
After saying that, Song Zi looked at He Chaozhi provocatively and smiled.
He Chaozhi darkened his face, took Song Lan's hand, turned around and left. Before going out, he said, "Jun Zetian already has a sweetheart, Ms. Song, please give up your conspiracy!"
Song Lan was a little nervous about He Chaozhi's reaction, and also a little sad that Song Zi used her as a weapon to seduce men. It seemed that as long as she could deal with the He family, she could capture any man.
"Song Lan, your father is still lying here. Do you hope that when he wakes up, he will still see Jiang Yurong and He Mingchuan standing high above them?"
Song Zi's unhurried voice came out and fell into the ears of Song Lan and He Chaozhi. Song Lan lowered her head slightly and followed He Chaozhi silently until she was stuffed into the passenger seat by He Chaozhi.
"Lan Lan, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have come today and made you feel uncomfortable." He Chaozhi turned sideways and gently squeezed Song Lan's hand. His soft and cool fingers slowly calmed down the irritability and anger in his heart.
, he looked at Song Lan silently and felt sad.
Song Lan raised her head and responded to He Chaozhi, twitching the corners of her mouth with difficulty, "I should be sorry, my aunt was too excited, even a little... crazy."
