She changed the topic and said with a slight regret, "It's a pity, He Chaozhi was only a few seconds away from dying..."
Song Lan has long been accustomed to Song Zi's nagging obsession.
For Song Zi, there is nothing more important in the world than destroying the He family.
After Song Zi complained for a while, Song Lan lightly opened her pink lips and said in a low voice, "Auntie, I don't think this matter has anything to do with He Chaozhi."
"..."
Song Zi slowly turned her head, her sharp gaze piercing Song Lan like a needle, and her voice suddenly rose.
"Song Lan, do you know what you are talking about?"
"I know, aunt. The person we should take revenge on is Jiang Yurong. He Chaozhi was not yet an adult when the accident happened in the family. He has nothing to do with our hatred..."
"So, you think he is innocent?" Song Zi suddenly chuckled.
She looked down at Song Lan with a pitiful and ridiculous look.
Song Lan paused, braced himself, and answered softly, "Yes."
"Song Lan, what's wrong with you? Ever since you got close to He Chaozhi, you've made me more and more disappointed."
Song Zi leaned over and pinched Song Lan's delicate white chin.
This face, which makes women unable to stop being moved, would be a heart-wrenching experience for any man.
She always thought that Song Lan's face could achieve great things.
But I didn’t expect——
"Have I forgotten what my aunt taught you? You can do anything to a man, except your heart. Song Lan, you must have been coaxed into abandoning your armor by He Chaozhi. Don't forget that he is you.
My enemy, he got his comfortable life now by trampling on our Song family!"
Song Zi's eyes turned cold and she threw Song Lan to the ground.
The slap also fell, hitting Song Lan's snow-white cheek.
The red marks with fingerprints were shocking.
Song Zi's tone was indifferent, "You have been obedient since you were a child. The few times you rebelled, your aunt pulled you back, and it is the same this time. This slap is to teach you not to forget your identity. If the Song family cannot succeed in revenge,
, then you are the sinner of the Song family!"
The ground was cold, and Song Lan's leg injury had not yet healed, and the wound ached faintly.
She put her elbows on the ground and slowly climbed up, a trace of exhaustion flashing in her eyes.
"I understand, aunt, but I was too shallow in my thinking. I will continue to implement our plan."
"That's how you should be."
Song Zi said, helped her up and gently stroked her red and swollen cheeks.
"For the sake of your father, if you endure it a little longer, we will be able to live a good life when our revenge is successful. Does your face hurt? My aunt shouldn't have accidentally hit you."
Her body exudes a faint fragrance, very much like her mother.
Song Zi closed her eyes tiredly and let Song Zi hold her in her arms.
"It doesn't hurt, aunt. It's my fault. I shouldn't have forgotten the hatred of our Song family. I will definitely make He Chaozhi and Jiang Yurong pay the price."
She simply does not deserve the tranquility and sweetness of ordinary people.
What are you hoping for?
…
The next day.
When Song Lan left the nursing home, Song Zi gave her a tube of wound medicine and asked her to go back and apply it on her face.
After Song Lan applied it, the red marks on her face were no longer visible, so she went to work with confidence.
Arriving at KEO, intern Mu Mu was holding her chin in worry.
"Why does Qin Haifeng have such a weird personality? He refuses to cooperate with the interview at all. He doesn't even want to see us. The deadline is approaching and we haven't even met him yet. What should we do?"
Song Lan walked over and patted her shoulder.
"What's wrong, are you in trouble?"
"Sister Lan!" Mu Mu's eyes lit up when she saw Song Lan.
Sister Lan is the person she admires most in KEO, no one!
She handed over Qin Haifeng's information distressedly, "Can you help me think of a way? If I can't interview Qin Haifeng, I'm afraid I will be fired."
"Let me take a look." Song Lan took it and looked through Qin Haifeng's information.
Qin Haifeng is a rock singer and the son of the famous director Qin Sheng.
This surprised Song Lan.
Qin Haifeng has never publicized this, and even within the circle, few people know about it.
Song Lan pondered for a while, put away the information and said, "Leave this task to me, I'll go run around."
If Qin Haifeng was just an ordinary singer, it wouldn't be a bad idea to send an intern to interview him.
But since the other party is the son of a well-known director, he shouldn't be so casual.
Song Lan decided to take action personally.
Mu Mu clasped her hands together and looked at Song Lan like a little girl with bright eyes.
"I know you are the strongest, Sister Lan. Sister Lan takes action, one is worth ten!"
"You're the only one with such a sweet mouth." Song Lan couldn't help but laugh. She tapped Mu Mu's nose with her snow-white fingertips, then turned around to make an appointment with Qin Haifeng's agent.
As the deputy director of KEO, Qin Haifeng no longer hesitated and gave a quick reply.
It will be about the afternoon of two days later.
Song Lan spent two days going through Qin Haifeng's resume and career. Two days later, he came to Qin Haifeng's studio alone.
"I didn't expect you to be so busy and still meet me in person."
The person who entertained Song Lan was Qin Haifeng himself.
Song Lan was quite surprised. It seemed that Qin Haifeng was not as arrogant and difficult to deal with as he had imagined. At least he was not putting on airs.
Qin Haifeng is young and handsome, exuding the unique coolness of a musician.
He smiled lazily and sat relaxedly on the chair chatting, "You are the deputy director of KEO. Of course I have to receive you in person. I know that you KEO are sincere and want to interview me. If you advance half a month, I will agree.
Yes. But..."
Song Lan sensed something was wrong, "Mr. Qin, if you have any concerns, you can tell me."
Qin Haifeng shrugged helplessly, "But MC Magazine came one day earlier than you, and I have already agreed to be interviewed by MC. As far as I know, MC and KEO are in a competitive relationship, right?"
Song Lan was stunned.
Unexpectedly, Qin Haifeng refused to be interviewed by KEO. This was the reason.
MC is a first-rate magazine, but KEO can only be ranked second-rate, not to mention that MC came so early...
Song Lan secretly thought that he was careless.
Qin Haifeng smiled apologetically and raised his hand as a sign to leave.
"So Vice President Song should understand, right? I'm sorry that I can't accept an interview with KEO. I'm leaving without sending you off——"
"Wait a moment Mr. Qin."
Song Lan suddenly raised his head and stared at Qin Haifeng with his beautiful dark eyes.
Qin Haifeng, who is accustomed to beauties in the entertainment industry, was stunned for a moment.
"What's wrong?"
"Can you please give me another chance? MC is indeed a first-class magazine, but our KEO focuses more on digging into the hearts of interviewees, which is completely different from MC's style. If Mr. Qin doesn't give it a try, how will he know who is interviewing?
Which style suits you better?”
Song Lan's voice was gentle and firm, which made Qin Haifeng hesitate for a moment.
