Song Lan almost pointed at He Mingchuan's nose and said he was timid.
As expected, He Mingchuan's expression changed drastically, "You are so presumptuous!"
Song Lan pulled her lips and smiled.
"Yes, I am presumptuous. But Mr. He, please think carefully about what I just said. I have no family background and no background. If the He family can support me, I will be the most advantageous chess piece of the He family.
, isn’t it much better than marrying a daughter-in-law who has a strong family background but is ambitious and covets the He family’s fortune?”
The study fell into silence for a while.
Obviously, Song Lan's words touched He Mingchuan's heart.
The Shen family has a great business, but their daughter is a loser.
Other families have strong fortunes, but the daughter is shrewd and her heart is towards her parents' family.
After thinking about it, it is indeed safest to train a capable daughter-in-law to help He Chaozhi.
He Mingchuan's eyes fell heavily on Song Lan, with a sense of scrutiny.
"Very good. You are the first one who dares to negotiate a deal with me in front of me. I admire your ambition and courage. But the He family is not something you can easily control."
He Mingchuan smiled cruelly, "In three months, if you can't live up to what you said, then I will let you, the woman who has brought shame to the He family, disappear from this world and never be seen again.
Tomorrow’s sun, do you understand?”
Song Lan looked stern, "Don't worry, I will do what I say."
…
A moment.
Jiang Yurong, who had been waiting anxiously outside the door, saw the study door open.
I thought that what I saw was the dying Song Lan.
Unexpectedly, this thin and frail girl walked out intact, except for the large bruises on her shoulders.
"Miss Song, is your shoulder okay?" Jiang Yurong asked worriedly.
Song Lan's hand paused as she closed the door. She turned her back to Jiang Yurong and shook her head.
Although Jiang Yurong didn't know why a ruthless person like He Mingchuan would let go of Song Lan, who had brought shame to the He family.
But she was soft-hearted and took the initiative to comfort her, "It's okay. Do you want me to call the doctor for you? Or should I send you a car to take you home?"
Jiang Yurong saw Song Lan wearing a backless evening dress, and her snow-white back trembled slightly.
She couldn't bear to take off her shawl and wanted to cover Song Lan.
Before she even met Song Lan, Song Lan reacted violently and pushed Jiang Yurong away.
"Aunt He, I know you must hate me. There is no one else here, so you don't have to pretend to put clothes on me and call the doctor."
Song Lan rolled her tongue around, but still couldn't say the word "disgusting".
She turned her head stiffly, not looking at Jiang Yurong.
Jiang Yurong held up her shawl and stood blankly in the corridor. She frowned and said softly, "You kid is so ungrateful. Why should I hate you? I'm just worried that you'll catch a cold and get hurt. We've never seen each other before.
Why do you have such a big opinion against me?"
She just saw Song Lan as a weak woman who might have been beaten on the shoulder by He Mingzhuan, and felt a little pity for her.
Now that Song Lan said this, the pity in his heart was gone.
Song Lan pulled her lips and her voice was hoarse, "Really? Then I blamed you wrongly."
Just as Jiang Yurong was about to speak, He Chaozhi walked out of the study.
He caught a glimpse of Song Lan, who looked stiff, and Jiang Yurong, who was displeased. He noticed something and immediately put Song Lan into his arms.
"Aunt Rong, this is my female companion, and my father has agreed to make her my girlfriend. Please respect her. You are just my stepmother and cannot interfere with our private affairs."
Facing the threatening He Chaozhi, Jiang Yurong tightened her lips.
"That's all, just think that I did it with good intentions. I have no control over your affairs, and I won't do it anymore!"
Jiang Yurong said, put on her shawl and left angrily.
Waiting for everyone to completely disappear at the end of the corridor.
He Chaozhi raised Song Lan's face. Her face was pale, her eyes were dull, and she almost bit her lip until it bled.
He Chaozhi frowned.
"What's wrong, Aunt Rong is not a fierce person, so she shouldn't scold you, or did you have some trouble with her before?"
"No, I don't know her at all."
Song Lan pushed He Chaozhi's hand away, turned around, and walked downstairs with a lonely figure.
"I just don't like her, that's all at first sight."
He Chaozhi followed closely, tracing her beautiful butterfly bones with his eyes.
"What a coincidence, I am the same way. From the first moment I saw her, I was upset——"
That is to say, Jiang Yurong has not acted like a monster in the He family for so many years, and has been her Mrs. He peacefully, so He Chaozhi did not fall out with her.
But when it comes to relationships, that's it.
They are not a family to begin with. Even if they live under the same roof until death, they are just familiar strangers.
Song Lan's feet dangled as she silently walked down the steps, feeling the warmth of He Chaozhi behind her.
"I just didn't expect you to like me so much, like me so much that you are willing to pay so much and want to stay by my side."
Song Lan said, "I just don't want to work in vain. I can't be my bed partner for nothing in the past few years."
He Chaozhi smiled, "Then fulfill your promise to my father. I don't want such a beautiful bed partner to disappear into thin air after three months."
I thought of what He Mingchuan had said in the study just now, threatening to make her disappear if he failed to fulfill his promise.
Song Lan twitched the corner of her mouth. She exuded the fragrance of roses, which was fragrant and charming.
"Don't worry, I have confidence in my abilities, don't forget who I am."
She is Song Lan.
Three months later, even if the He family disappears, she will not disappear.
When all the guests arrived, the banquet officially began.
This banquet was supposed to be the engagement banquet for He and Shen's family, but He Mingzhuan suddenly said nothing about it.
And he also smiled and allowed the guests to celebrate the upcoming 50th anniversary of the He Group.
The banquet changed, and everyone more or less looked at Father Shen and Mother Shen.
But I saw the Shen family, who had brought their daughter to ask for an explanation just now, toasting with He Mingchuan, their faces as usual.
What kind of engagement...it's like it never happened.
Shen Yingxue sat alone on the sofa.
On one side, the wealthy ladies were laughing at her, and on the other side, Father Shen and Mother Shen were willing to give up their engagement after being promised benefits by He Mingchuan.
She was so angry that her eyes were red.
She and He Chaozhi grew up together as childhood sweethearts. She has been clamoring to be Brother He's bride since she was very young, and has not changed in twenty years.
But now, the marriage between He and Shen's families has ended without any explanation, and she, Shen Yingxue, has become the only loser in this incident.
Real joke!
It's all Song Lan's fault... This damn Song Lan appeared in her life like a nightmare.
From then on, Shen Yingxue felt like she was in hell!
He Mingchuan was delivering a speech above.
After the congratulations were finished, Shen Yingxue quietly came to Song Lan and stared at him.
He Chaozhi was called to socialize by He Mingzhuan, and Song Lan was left alone and was choosing between champagne and whiskey.
Noticing the vicious gaze behind him, Song Lan grabbed a glass of whiskey as if nothing had happened.
When turning to leave, Shen Yingxue couldn't hold her breath and jumped out.
