Now that Song Lan was protected by He Chaozhi, Lin Xiao no longer had to be partial to Shen Yingxue.
If Shen Yingxue doesn't do it, the worst he can do is find He Chaozhi.
He Chaozhi has his own way of cooking.
After Lin Xiao finished scolding Shen Yingxue, he turned around, changed his face, and spoke softly to Song Lan.
"Song Lan, I read your interview this time. The writing was very good, the questions were sharp enough, and it provided us with a wealth of material. So I made the decision and gave you a bonus and a three-day holiday." Have a good rest and look forward to better work in the future!"
Song Lan didn't refuse when she saw this. She happened to be busy with work and had no time to visit her father.
"Thank you, president, I'll go out first."
Ignoring Shen Yingxue's extremely dark look, Song Lan turned around and left.
at night.
nursing home.
Song Lan called He Chaozhi and took a detour to the nursing home on the pretext that he had to interview overnight.
The light in Dad's ward is still on.
Every time he sees this light, Song Lan's mood becomes extremely peaceful.
At least there are family members in this world who depend on her for life.
She will definitely make her father wake up.
The corridors of the sanatorium are quiet and cold.
Song Zi stood on the stairwell and made a phone call. Her voice was different from her usual seriousness, as if it had been mixed with honey, sticky and greasy.
"Well, I will, remember what I said...see you then."
Song Lan walked to the stairwell and listened silently to the sweet conversation between Song Zi and the person on the other end of the phone.
Through the moonlight, you can vaguely see the smile on the corner of Song Zi's mouth.
It seems that my aunt is in love and it's time.
For her father's sake, her aunt took care of her for so many years without getting married and having children, and she also raised her up. If she could find a good home, Song Lan would be really happy for her.
Without disturbing Song Zi, Song Lan quietly came to the ward.
"Dad, I'm here to see you."
Although she knew her father couldn't hear her, Song Lan still sat by the bed and talked about her trivial matters.
"Dad, I have become the deputy director. I just interviewed for a big deal and the president praised me. I feel like I am getting closer to my dream. KEO will be back in our hands sooner or later. Are you right?"
Song Lan dipped a towel in warm water and wiped his father's weak fingers, while pressing his cheek against the back of his hand.
Just like when she was a child, Father Song would always touch her face lovingly and say that my Lanlan was so good.
Can such tenderness never come back?
Suddenly, Father Song's fingertips trembled slightly.
Song Lan was stunned, thinking that he had seen it wrong.
When Song's father's fingers trembled for the second time, Song Lan immediately rang the call bell and said in surprise to the doctor who arrived.
"Doctor, please look at my dad. His hand is finally moving!"
Song's father has been in a vegetative state for many years and has been relying on instruments to maintain his life.
There is movement this time, and maybe there are signs of improvement.
After the doctor performed a full set of examinations on Song's father, he shook his head at Song Lan with her expectant eyes.
"Ms. Song, I'm sorry, there are no new findings at the moment. The patient's physical signs have not changed much from the past."
"How could it be?" Song Lan was stunned and grabbed Song's father's finger, "He moved. Just now, he moved twice!"
"Ms. Song, please calm down. We can understand your excitement. I think you need to be more patient and observe. Your father may really be recovering, but at a slower pace."
"Really?" Song Lan's eyelashes twitched and tears fell out.
She has never cried since her father became ill.
Tears are useless things, a weakness she does not deserve.
But now, she really wanted to cry.
This is her father, the person she is closest to and loves most.
Song Zi walked in in a hurry.
"Lanlan, when did you come and why didn't you tell me?"
Seeing that the doctor was there, she hurriedly asked, "What's going on?"
The doctor explained, and Song Zi was very pleased to hear that Song's father's finger moved.
She pulled Song Lan to sit down and stroked her long hair, "This is a good thing. Don't cry. If your father wakes up, what he wants to see most is that his great revenge must be avenged. Lan Lan, our love for so many years
I have survived the hard times, and now I can finally see hope. You must not let your father down."
Song Lan wiped away her tears, looked back at her father who was peaceful and calm on the hospital bed, and clenched her fists.
"You are right, aunt, I must help my father get revenge."
She raised her head, determination flashing in her eyes.
"I have been working hard to get close to He Chaozhi and win his trust. If I work harder, I will definitely make him trust me completely."
"Good boy, go quickly. Auntie will watch that day come... go ahead."
…
When I got back to the apartment, it was already late at night.
As soon as Song Lan came out of the shower, she received a call from He Chaozhi.
"Is the interview over?"
"It's over." Song Lan said softly.
"Why didn't you call me when it was over?" He Chaozhi said displeased.
Song Lan was impatient to be asked these questions, but thinking of her aunt's words, she answered half obediently, half coaxingly, "I'm sorry, I was busy and forgot. I will remember to call you in the future, don't be angry."
It's rare for a woman to be so docile, and He Chaozhi's unhappiness disappeared.
Song Lan climbed into bed, and as soon as he touched the pillow, he felt a little confused.
The pressure of work and life kept her spinning. Suddenly there was a vacation, and good news came from her father. Song Lan's whole body relaxed.
Song Lan turned over and fell asleep without knowing what He Chaozhi was talking about.
I could vaguely hear the man laughing.
"...Go to sleep, go to sleep, I'm convinced."
When I opened my eyes, it was all bright outside the window.
Song Lan took out her cell phone and looked at it. She found that the call had not been hung up yet. It had been on the phone for more than five hours!
The phone only has one battery left!
The sound of rushing water came from the other end of the phone. Song Lan's pupils shrank slightly and he called out tentatively.
"He Chaozhi...?"
"Huh?" As expected, a man's lazy voice came from the other end, sexier than usual.
"Are you awake? You only slept for five hours. Why don't you sleep more?"
Song Lan looked embarrassed, "I was so tired that I accidentally fell asleep. I shouldn't have been talking in my sleep, right?"
She was worried that if she talked in her sleep, she would reveal her plan to take revenge on the He family.
"I told you." He Chaozhi said in an unclear tone.
Song Lan felt a chill in her heart. The next sentence, the man said playfully, "You said you love me so much that you love me so much that you can't live for a day without me. I heard it with my own ears."
"..."
Song Lan spat at him, "He Chaozhi, are you boring?"
It's impossible for her to talk in her sleep like this.
He Chaozhi laughed out loud, "Very good, it seems you can still carry it clearly. Don't worry, you didn't say anything that shouldn't be said - but your little snore is quite cute. You can continue sleeping next to me next time."
Song Lan changed the topic speechlessly.
"By the way, this interview with NS went very well, and I have to thank you for the invitation."
