A newborn little civet cat shivered in the late autumn night wind. The little civet cat was roughly held by the back of the neck by He Chaozhi, with its little tail between its legs, and huddled up under his hands. It looked pitiful.
Song Lan quickly picked up the little civet cat with both hands and glared at He Chaozhi. When he looked at the poor little one in his hands, his heart almost softened, "Little guy, I will take you to check your body and let you have a good meal."
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Song Lan held the little civet cat and looked around. This was a restaurant street and there was no pet food for sale. She had to get up and walk to the street to take a taxi and find the nearest pet hospital nearby.
Seeing that Song Lan was more interested in the little raccoon cat than him, He Chaozhi was a little disappointed for no reason. He hooked his arm and took Song Lan and the kitten in her arms into his arms. He deliberately looked aggrieved.
, "Lanlan, why are you treating stray cats better than me? I'm going to be jealous."
Song Lan glanced sideways at him, and gently pushed away the arm on his shoulder. He Chaozhi was not like this before, so why was he so clingy after he started dating seriously? Where is the cold-blooded CEO that he agreed to be?
"I'll take it to the pet hospital for a physical check first, and then go home to prepare for overtime work. Just go home and see you tomorrow." Song Lan said casually.
Song Lan was waiting for the bus on the side of the road. She lowered her head and carefully inspected the body of the little civet cat. The little guy with yellow and black stripes seemed to have no other problems except for the serious eye droppings. She was a little relieved.
Suddenly, He Chaozhi hugged her from behind. He didn't care at all that showing affection in public would cause public outrage. He even pinched Song Lan's delicate face with one hand. He deliberately rubbed Song Lan's small earlobe with his finger, provoking her.
Song Lan rolled his eyes frequently and knocked off his finger.
"Hey, your...is your name Song Lan?" A passing little girl stood under the streetlight and turned her head to see Song Lan's beautiful face in the dim light. She couldn't help but open her curious eyes.
Song Lan was stunned for a moment, and looked away from He Chaozhi's somewhat evil face. He glanced at the little girl passing by and said nothing. She didn't like it unless it was necessary for work. She didn't like strangers to talk to her.
But when the little girl saw her reaction, she immediately became excited and said, "Miss Song, you are even more beautiful than online."
Song Lan didn't respond. Behind him, He Chaozhi turned his face and saw a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old, with a face full of youthfulness. She looked at Song Lan with a look of infatuation. She twitched the corners of her mouth, hugged Song Lan, and turned her back to Song Lan.
At the little girl's scorching gaze, he turned his head and said with some dissatisfaction: "What are you looking at?"
As soon as the little girl was attracted by Song Lan's beauty, she turned around to face He Chaozhi's dissatisfied expression. Her face turned red. She was about to say sorry, but then she remembered who the person in front of her was, and her mouth suddenly opened in surprise, "
Didn’t you guys break up?"
Isn't it being said on the Internet that He Chaozhi and Song Lan broke up? They almost forced people to have no way out, but the two people in front of them are obviously very tired?
He Chaozhi was very satisfied with the little girl's reaction. He raised his eyebrows provocatively, lowered his head and kissed Song Lan's little face, "Little girl, study hard. If you gossip like this all day long, be careful of your parents spanking you."
Song Lan was speechless at He Chaozhi's rare childishness. She raised her hand to flag down a taxi, grabbed He Chaozhi's arm and got into the taxi.
"Please go to the nearest pet hospital." Song Lan put the little civet cat on his lap and told the driver the destination without raising his head.
He Chaozhi thought Song Lan was angry, but for a moment he couldn't figure out what made her angry. He just moved closer and took the opportunity to look at Song Lan's expression by petting the cat.
The little guy in the palm of his hand trembled slightly. He paused while stroking the cat, but his eyes noticed that there seemed to be some emotion slipping through Song Lan's slightly lowered eyes. Before he could catch it, he saw Song Lan turning his head, and their mouths and noses were close together.
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"Why are you so close to me?" Song Lan gently pushed He Chaozhi's face.
He Chaozhi smiled and held her shoulders, "I thought you were angry."
Song Lan reached out and rubbed his eyebrows, "Why are you so angry? I'm just worried about how to deal with the relationship with my father and aunt. After all, my aunt... is the elder who raised me for ten years."
He Chaozhi understood the importance of Song Zi to Song Lan, so when he was in the nursing home, he suppressed his unhappiness and anger and did not fight back against Song Zi. He suppressed his smile and held Song Lan's hand, "Lan Lan, no matter what
No matter what decision you make, I will always be on your side, and the He family... will feel guilty for you after all."
Even if Song Lan has not completely given up the idea of revenge against the He family, he is still willing to fulfill his wish. As long as Song Lan is by his side, he will be happy with it.
Song Lan looked at He Chaozhi with complex eyes, but when she met a pair of clear, bright, affectionate eyes, she suddenly felt guilty. He Chaozhi was right, he and she were just victims of the grudges of the previous generation. If her aunt
If she really wanted to sever ties with herself, there was nothing she could do. She only hoped that her father would wake up one day and understand her choice.
"Let the feud between the Song and He families end here with us!" Song Lan tilted his head and leaned on He Chaozhi's shoulder, his expression indifferent, and his emotions slowly calmed down.
Not long after, the taxi stopped at the entrance of a brightly lit pet hospital. He Chaozhi took her hand and got out of the car, "I will accompany you and take you home."
Song Lan did not refuse and let him lead her into the pet hospital. The hard-working front desk lady came over and glanced at He Chaozhi's face, with a blush on his cheeks. "Sir, do you need any help?"
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It was not He Chaozhi who answered her, but Song Lan behind him. Song Lan carefully held the little civet cat, walked to the front desk, put the little guy on it, "Please help me check the little guy's body."
The lady at the front desk was stunned for a second, then quickly put on a professional smile, walked to the front desk, gave the little guy a brief examination, and went to call the pet doctor who was attending the consultation.
The pet doctor who came out was a young man in his early twenties, wearing gold-rimmed glasses and looking very elegant. He walked over quickly, exchanged a few words with Song Lan, held the little civet cat in his hands, and walked to the examination room.
Song Lan pulled He Chaozhi to sit down on a bench on the side, held his arm, leaned on his shoulder, and looked slowly at the busy street outside the glass window.
"Lan Lan, I want to... buy a house, a wedding house for us." He Chaozhi squeezed Song Lan's palm and looked at her sideways tenderly.
Song Lan couldn't help but think of the last time the two got married, and she felt unclear about it. She raised her hand to gently pull up her hair by her ears, was silent for a moment, and turned to meet He Chaozhi's eyes.
