He Mingchuan growled, "I'm talking to Song Lan, can you also interrupt what the elders are saying?"
"Song Lan is my person, my girlfriend. If you are dissatisfied with her, aren't you dissatisfied with my son?" He Chaozhi was not afraid and replied coldly.
The war between father and son is about to break out.
He Mingchuan put down his bowl and chopsticks and sneered, "You also know that I am dissatisfied with you? I asked you to go on a blind date with ladies from various famous families. If you don't go, look what you got back for me. I used her to block it in the first place.
The Shen family is still somewhat useful. Now that the Shen family is gone, you still keep her as a treasure by your side. Do you really think that our He family is a garbage dump where even cats and dogs can get in? "
He Mingchuan sneered, "I thought you didn't know, but you also know that anyone can come in to the He family. Ever since you set the precedent, are there not enough cats and dogs in this family?"
Jiang Yurong, who was sitting next to her, suddenly turned pale.
These words of congratulations were undoubtedly pointing at her spine and scolding her.
Her status was not as good as that of He Chaozhi's biological mother. She was still his wife at first, but it was because of the ridiculous reputation of He that she was brought into the He family.
This wasn't a secret, but bringing it up in front of the whole family was a slap in her face.
As expected, He Mingchuan was furious and stood up suddenly, "Okay, you are worthy of being my son, He Mingchuan. My He family has raised you in vain for so many years. How dare you scold you?"
Seeing that the situation was getting out of hand, Song Lan still remembered her responsibility.
She stood up decisively, grabbed He Chaozhi, carried He's name on her back, and said softly.
"Chaozhi, uncle said this because he was worried about you. He was afraid that I couldn't take care of you, and he didn't really dislike me. Don't be angry."
Jiang Yurong calmed down and stepped forward to start the fight, "Yes, it's indeed wrong to go to court. It's famous that you should calm down. It's rare for your child to come back, so why bother?"
With two women acting as peacemakers, the war between father and son subsided slightly.
He Mingchuan's face was livid and he sat on the main seat without speaking.
He Chaozhi took Song Lan's arm and walked out coldly.
"It doesn't matter if you don't want to stay with this family, Song Lan, let's go."
"Wait a moment!"
Jiang Yurong chased after her, panted and took Song Lan's arm, and said hurriedly, "Chaozhi, wait a minute. I told Song Lan today that she is willing to stay at home for a while and accompany me. Now you
How good would it be to take her away?"
Song Lan reacted quickly and followed Jiang Yurong's words, "Yes, I promised to stay with my aunt for a few days. Chao Zhi, I want to stay here, okay?"
Song Lan looked at He Chaozhi with misty eyes, a little aggrieved.
He Chaozhi is a soft-spoken man, and he never sees a woman like this.
Especially when he was angry now, he was angry because He Mingzhuan had insulted Song Lan.
It is even more unbearable to see Song Lan being wronged.
"Are you crazy? Why are you staying at the He family? Aren't you afraid that the old man will skin you?"
"No, uncle is just angry for a moment. How could he care about a little person like me? I really like my aunt. Just let me stay." Song Lan held Jiang Yurong's arm with one hand and held her with the other.
He pulled He Chaozhi and shook him.
He Chaozhi had nothing to do with her, and he was worried that if she lived alone in the He family, she would be bullied by the old man He Mingchuan sooner or later.
With a cold face, he gritted his teeth and said, "You'd better not regret your choice, okay, but I have to stay with you."
Song Lan smiled, "Of course that's good."
Jiang Yurong took He Chaozhi and Song Lan back. When He Mingchuan learned that Song Lan was going to stay, his first reaction was to refuse. But when he heard that He Chaozhi would also stay with Song Lan, he fell silent.
With Jiang Yurong at his side to persuade him, He Mingchuan said unhappily, "You can stay here if you want."
After leaving these words, He Mingchuan snorted coldly, stood up and returned to the study.
He Chaozhi, the heir, is the most important.
As for Song Lan, just treat it as incidental, it doesn't matter.
Seeing He Mingchuan's agreement, Jiang Yurong had a smile on her face.
He didn't care about what He Chaozhi said sarcastically about him at the dinner table.
After she had eaten, she took Song Lan to the guest room on the second floor.
He asked the servant to bring a brand new bedding and helped Song Lan lay it out personally.
"This is your room. From now on, if you need anything from here, just tell me. You're welcome. Sooner or later we will all be a family."
Song Lan's eyebrows twitched, sniffing the faint incense in the air, and suddenly fell into a trance.
This was the first time she saw Jiang Yurong bending down to make the bed.
If she had not abandoned her father and chosen to live in the Song family.
Then was she supposed to sleep on Jiang Yurong's bedding and in her arms since she was a child?
Song Lan was absent-minded, and He Chaozhi walked in, ignoring Jiang Yurong in the room, grabbing Song Lan's wrist and taking him into his bedroom.
Song Lan was dragged in stumblingly, raised her head and looked blankly at He Chaozhi, whose face was filled with anger.
He Chaozhi grasped her shoulders with both hands so hard that Song Lan's bones were aching.
"You said you were coming to the He family, and I agreed. Why did you agree to Jiang Yurong to stay? Song Lan, what are you thinking about? Are you helping He Mingchuan deal with me?"
"He Chaozhi, you hurt me."
Song Lan was in pain and pushed He Chaozhi away.
She stroked her trembling shoulders, and her long black hair hung in front of Xue's neck, showing her indescribable softness and charm.
"I did this just to get closer to He Mingchuan and make him willing to accept me. He is still prejudiced against me now, but I believe that as long as I do a good job and let him see my benefits, he will not
Reject me again."
He Chaozhi didn't know if he believed her words, his eyes were still as cold as the abyss.
"It's best if this is the case, but Song Lan, I'm warning you, if you agree to He Mingchuan or Jiang Yurong wants to deal with me together, I can't spare you. You can't even try to repair the relationship between me and He Mingchuan, he is just a
Trash, I will never forgive him in this life!"
He Chaozhi's gaze was so cold that it made Song Lan feel like a gleam on his back.
She shifted her gaze and her tone was cold.
"I don't know what you are talking about. You can think of me whatever you want, but He Chaozhi, don't insult me! Don't think that I am of low status. You, the He family, and your family can insult me casually!"
Song Lan stopped looking at He Chaozhi, turned around and left his bedroom.
Returning to her guest room, Jiang Yurong had already made the bed and left.
After Song Lan checked that no one was in the room, he carefully closed the door, took out his cell phone, and called Song Zi.
Song Zi answered quickly, "Lanlan, what's the matter?"
Song Lan stood by the bed, her eyes swept over all the objects in the guest room, a sarcastic curve appeared at the corners of her lips, and she said calmly, "Auntie, it's a good thing. I have successfully moved into the He family."
