Mr. He's heart beats the world with his beauty

Chapter 22 Young Master He's Rose

Not to mention, Song Lan's aura is indeed terrifying.

She is actually more like a wealthy young lady than the pampered daughters of them...

It's weird.

In the bathroom, Shen Yingxue's broken and angry screams could be heard after a long time.

The scared daughters hurried over to comfort her.

"Yingxue, are you okay?"

"Even if He Zhaozhi doesn't marry you, you are still the eldest lady of the Shen family with a respectable status, so there is no need to be angry."

"That's right, Yingxue, everything will pass..."

Everyone tried to persuade Shen Yingxue, but not many of them were sincere.

Shen Yingxue had always been domineering and domineering, and it was rare to have the opportunity to see her jokes, and everyone was holding back their joy.

Shen Yingxue couldn't even listen to a word of persuasion.

She clenched her fingertips tightly and stared at Song Lan's leaving direction, her eyes were blood seeping, scarlet and terrifying.

"Song Lan, I will never forget the humiliation you gave me today, and I will let you repay me a thousand times!"

The banquet ended in the silence of the He family and the Shen family.

The good engagement banquet was canceled and changed to an early celebration of the [-]th anniversary of the He family.

Everyone knew what was going on, but no one dared to mention it.

The banquet ended, and the guests left one after another.

As He Chaozhi's current real girlfriend, Song Lan wanted to leave early, but He Chaozhi stayed behind with the excuse of "becoming a family soon" and sent the guests away together.

Song Lan knew that He Chaozhi was joking.

family?The He family's eyes are higher than the top, how could they truly accept her as a family.

She, Song Lan, didn't even bother to join forces with the He family.

Finally sent everyone away, He Mingchuan took Jiang Yurong back to the old house.

Song Lan got into He Chaozhi's car, closed her eyes and rested her mind.

The shallow light refracted by the street lamp outside the window fell on her pure white and flawless face, and the arc of her eyelashes could be vaguely seen.

He Chaozhi played with her long hair repeatedly, "Go to my place later?"

Song Lan opened her eyes, "No."

When He Zhaozhi brought her into his private villa, her revenge plan officially kicked off.

She still has to go home to review what happened tonight, and then tell her aunt...

With the legitimate status of He Zhaozhi's girlfriend, she can temporarily not use her body to please her.

"Why is it getting colder recently?"

He Zhaozhi grabbed the back of her neck in displeasure, and pulled her closer to him, "Have a new love? Why didn't you tell me?"

A cold light flashed across his eyes, and he said playfully, "I won't force others to be difficult."

"I can't understand what Young Master He is saying."

Song Lan pushed He Chaozhi away and combed her long hair messed up by the man.

"Young Master He alone, I'm powerless to fight. If there are more of you, I won't have to go to work."

The darkness in He Zhaozhi's eyes faded away, "Is that because you're tired?"

Song Lan didn't bother to make excuses, followed his words and hummed.

"Tired. He Mingchuan, Jiang Yurong, Shen Yingxue, He's family, Shen's family... Are you not tired?"

"That's right." There was a cold arc on He Zhaozhi's lips.

He usually dealt with these few people mainly, and he was annoyed, not to mention that he was physically weak and not as powerful as Song Lan from Shen He's family?

The pressure she bears will only be several times that of her own.

It was rare for He Zhaozhi to let the woman go, but he still put his arms around Song Lan's neck and lightly rubbed her lips.

"Then I will spare you today because of your good performance. There will be no next time, huh?"

Song Lan, "...um."

Forced to be imprinted with a man's breath, Song Lan's whole body was soft, but she didn't know that her lazy and motionless appearance was also boundlessly beautiful, like a high-quality aphrodisiac, filling the cramped carriage.

The tip of He Zhaozhi's tongue pressed against his right cheek, and it took him a long time to suppress the evil fire.

Next time, next time he must get it back with interest.

The next day.

KEO magazine.

As soon as Song Lan stepped into the company's gate, a delivery boy ran over.

"Hello, are you Miss Song Lan?"

"Yes, you are—"

"Miss Song, these are the roses that Mr. He Chaozhi sent you, please sign for them."

The little brother suddenly took out a large handful of roses from behind. The bright red color almost filled Song Lan's field of vision.

The delivery boy showed his aunt a smile, "There are 99 flowers in total, your boyfriend really cares about you."

99 fresh roses squeezed together, like a warm heart.

The fragrance of roses blowing towards her face did not make Song Lan smile.

When she heard that it was sent by He Zhaozhi, her expression faded, "Thank you for making a special trip, I'll take it."

The rose in her bosom was heavy, but Song Lan only found it funny.

Unexpectedly, the majestic Yecheng Young Master He would be so naive, sending flowers to the office early in the morning?

Where did you learn how to pick up girls?

Song Lan walked in with roses in her arms, and He Chaozhi called.

"Have you received the flowers? Do you like them? They are all Bulgarian roses that I sent someone to fly in this morning. They cost three hundred dollars each, and they were delivered to you as soon as you got off the plane."

Song Lan couldn't help narrowing her beautiful eyes when she heard such a high price.

"Young Master He, have you always spent so extravagantly in love?"

She looked down at the rose, and it was indeed perfect, completely different from the ones sold in ordinary flower shops.

The color is bright red, there is no blemish, and the aroma is tangy...

But for Song Lan, it is more meaningful to buy KEO directly and give it to her.

"Only you have such special treatment." He Zhaozhi's voice was deep and magnetic, "After all, you are the first official girlfriend I announced, and I will give you the face I deserve."

Song Lan pulled her lips, "Then I should thank Young Master He."

"You're welcome. It's what I should do to maintain the personality of male and female lovers. I still have a meeting, and I will talk at night."

He Zhaozhi hung up the phone, and Song Lan stood in front of the door for a while before walking into the office.

Seeing Song Lan coming in with such a big rose, everyone in the office was excited.

"Sister Song Lan, do you have a boyfriend? Why don't you tell everyone?"

"Your boyfriend treats you well. These roses look different from the ones sold. They must be very expensive, right?"

"Smell, this rose smells so good."

Colleagues chattered around Song Lan.

Song Lan generously took apart the roses and distributed them to colleagues one by one.

"You guys like it so much, so you can play with it. These are Bulgarian roses brought in by air from country D. I don't like flowers very much, so you can share them for me."

He Xiaoya let out a wow.

"Bulgarian roses, or are they shipped by air? I heard that these flowers are grown aseptically in hydroponics by a professional. They are very precious. They cost three to four hundred dollars a flower abroad."

When He Xiaoya said this, the other colleagues looked at Rose differently.

Three or four hundred dollars, their daily salary is not so expensive.

A group of people quickly divided up the 99 roses and said to Song Lan from ear to ear.

"Thank you Sister Song Lan, Sister Song Lan, you are so generous, and your boyfriend is so kind!"

He Xiaoya shared a rose and didn't want much, so she asked Song Lan worriedly.

"Sister Song Lan, it's not good for us to divide such expensive flowers like this?"

(End of this chapter)