When He Chaozhi arrived, it was already two hours later. The assistant behind him was carrying a packaging bag with a luxury logo and followed He Chaozhi into the canteen.
Song Lan was a little sleepy due to the heating, and was dozing off against the counter. Suddenly, a gust of cool wind blew against her face, and she shivered while half asleep.
"Lan Lan," He Chaozhi gently pushed Song Lan's shoulder. Seeing that she didn't wake up, he didn't continue.
While Song Lan was half asleep, she felt something fall on her body. She quickly looked up and saw He Chaozhi's handsome face.
He Chaozhi's hand was subconsciously grabbed by Song Lan. He Chaozhi smiled faintly, hugged Song Lan and sat next to her.
The proprietress behind the counter was eating melon seeds. She turned around and saw He Chaozhi. Seeing that his cheeks were so good, she thought he was just the reporter's boyfriend, and a flash of surprise flashed across his face.
"Xiao Song! Your boyfriend is really good-looking." The landlady cracked melon seeds and sincerely praised He Chaozhi's handsome face.
Song Lan rubbed his eyes in confusion, raised his head to meet the loving eyes of the landlady, and nodded seriously, indicating that the landlady was very discerning.
The arrival of He Chaozhi made photographer Zhang Qi a little embarrassed. He had just returned to EKO and had heard about He Chaozhi's behavior.
"Master He." Zhang Qi stood up and bowed slightly towards He Chaozhi.
He Chaozhi glanced at Zhang Qi and nodded, "Mr. Zhang."
He Chaozhi's words were obviously very modest, but the dignity he carried with him made Zhang Qi unconsciously feel a sense of awe.
"Congratulations... Chaozhi? Why are you here?" A cold female voice suddenly sounded.
Everyone followed the voice and saw a tall, strange and beautiful woman in fashionable clothes and exquisite smoky makeup walking in with Hentiangao.
Song Lan frowned slightly, feeling that this girl looked too familiar, as if she had seen her not long ago.
He Chaozhi didn't react enthusiastically to the girl who walked in. Instead, he instantly became a lot more indifferent.
"He Chaozhi, hey, she must be Song Lan! She is indeed pretty."
The European and American beauty swept her eyes from He Chaozhi's face, and finally landed on Song Lan's face, with a smile on her face.
"Hello, I'm Wang Xiaoxiao, nice to meet you." Wang Xiaoxiao smiled brightly and extended his hand to Song Lan.
Song Lan was a little confused by Wang Xiaoxiao's enthusiasm, but she quickly reacted and reached out to shake Wang Xiaoxiao's hand.
"Song Lan." Song Lan introduced himself concisely.
Wang Xiaoxiao's appearance surprised everyone, except He Chaozhi who seemed unconcerned and even deliberately avoided it.
"He Chaozhi, even if you don't want to see me, we are still friends who have known each other since childhood, so we shouldn't be so stingy!"
Wang Xiaoxiao gathered her coat and nodded friendly greetings to the others in the room. When she met He Chaozhi's cold gaze, her smile became even brighter.
Song Lan heard the smell from the side. He Chaozhi was indeed deliberately avoiding Wang Xiaoxiao, but Wang Xiaoxiao seemed quite free and honest, as if he didn't care who He Chaozhi liked at all.
"Wang Xiaoxiao, I'm not familiar with you, don't try to get too close here." He Chaozhi held Song Lan's hand, his expression not very good.
Wang Xiaoxiao twitched the corner of his mouth indifferently, but his attention fell on Song Lan.
"Sister Lanlan, I heard that guy Liu Mumu yelled at you today?"
Wang Xiaoxiao sat down next to Song Lan and turned his head with a simple smile on his face.
Song Lan didn't comment on Wang Xiaoxiao's deliberate closeness. He didn't know what the purpose was when she mentioned it and just nodded slightly.
"It was my first time to act, and I didn't perform well. I have to thank Director Liu for his guidance." Song Lan said frankly.
Wang Xiaoxiao smiled and waved his hand, "Liu Mumu's reputation for being picky in his profession is well-known in our college. It's not your problem at all."
Song Lan didn't expect that Wang Xiaoxiao would harm her friend in front of a stranger like her, and she didn't know how to deal with it.
He Chaozhi, who was standing next to him, noticed Song Lan's unnaturalness, so he said: "Miss Wang, it's getting late, so please go slowly without seeing her off."
Wang Xiaoxiao didn't care about He Chaozhi's cold refusal and didn't even look at him. She took out her mobile phone.
"Sister Lanlan, let's add WeChat!" Wang Xiaoxiao handed over the phone.
Song Lan hesitated for a second, and then took out his mobile phone and added Wang Xiaoxiao's WeChat message. He heard a "di" sound and He Chaozhi didn't have time to stop it.
Just treat it as knowing one more customer, there is nothing wrong with it.
He Chaozhi didn't think so. He was disgusted with Wang Xiaoxiao's deliberate approach to Song Lan. He turned around and took Song Lan's cell phone to delete Wang Xiaoxiao's contact information.
"He Chaozhi, you can't do that! I just want to get to know one more friend."
Wang Xiaoxiao's implication is that I am not interested in you, but I am very interested in your girlfriend.
Song Lan originally thought that Wang Xiaoxiao was another Song Weila, but after seeing Wang Xiaoxiao's attitude towards He Chaozhi and her true feelings when she looked at him, maybe Wang Xiaoxiao was not so annoying?
Song Lan finally left Wang Xiaoxiao’s contact information.
Before Wang Xiaoxiao left, he expressed with a smile that he was looking forward to meeting Song Lan next time.
At nine o'clock in the evening, after interviewing Luo Yiyi, the assistant drove the three of them to the city.
Photographer Zhang Qi got out of the car first. After Song Lan waved goodbye to him, the platinum-colored Cayenne drove out.
Song Lan leaned her head on He Chaozhi's shoulder, lowered her voice, and comforted He Chaozhi.
"I just have one more client. As you know, the most important thing in media is personal connections."
He Chaozhi has been feeling a little depressed since Wang Xiaoxiao left. Song Lan felt like there was a dark cloud and lightning above his head, so she could only explain patiently.
He Chaozhi put the cashmere coat aside and covered Song Lan's body. Hearing her explanation, the expression on his face became a little more relaxed.
"I am your strongest connection." He Chaozhi said confidently.
Song Lan chuckled, raised her head slightly and kissed him on the face. She glanced at the rearview mirror and lowered her eyes in embarrassment.
"I know, but I feel that Wang Xiaoxiao is not Song Weila. She looks quite proud."
She was very proud of He Chaozhi and admired Song Lan very much. She seemed to be a well-educated rich lady.
The discomfort in He Chaozhi's heart was soothed by Song Lan's initiative to kiss him. He reached out and rubbed his brow.
"The Wang family and my family have a deep connection. When I was a child, the two families were very close. Wang Xiaoxiao was like a proud big rooster since he was a child."
Strictly speaking, the two of them are childhood sweethearts, but they have always disliked each other since childhood, especially since they are both very proud.
"Proud big rooster? It's the little princess, right?" Song Lan chuckled and leaned on He Chaozhi's shoulder.
