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

Chapter 64
He Zhao's words and sentences were like a thousand weights, and the compelling aura instantly stunned the Shen family couple.

Shen's mother, who was still extremely arrogant just now, was terrified when she thought of He Zhaozhi's past style and the ruthlessness in his words that seemed to put Shen Yingxue to death.

Trembling all over, he fell straight down.

"Ma'am!" Shen's father shouted, and quickly caught his precarious wife.

Seeing Shen's mother fainting, He Chaozhi put his arms around Song Lan, pulling his thin lips lightly.

"It seems that Mrs. Shen is really not scared. Mr. Shen, in the future, you should restrain your wife and daughter more when you have nothing to do. Fortunately, I met you. I know the details of your Shen family. If this is another family, it will be a joke. gone."

Father Shen came here today to persuade He Chaozhi to let Shen Yingxue go.

But Shen's mother's trouble made the relationship between the two worse.

Shen's father did not dare to ask for Shen Yingxue's release now.

He was so angry that his pampered body shivered like a fallen leaf in the cold wind.

"He Chaozhi, our Shen family treats you like a son-in-law, but how did you repay our Shen family? I really misread you!"

He Zhaozhi was too lazy to listen to Father Shen's nonsense, his eyes swept away, and Aunt Fu immediately called for bodyguards.

"It's not too late to see clearly now. From now on, please remember that I, He Chaozhi, am not your Shen family's son-in-law, and your family's daughter is not worthy of being my wife. There must be a limit to being affectionate!"

"you you--"

Shen's father almost got out of a myocardial infarction.

Two majestic and mighty bodyguards stepped forward and drove Father Shen out of the gate without any explanation.

"Mr. Shen, are you going to go by yourself, or shall we give you a ride?"

Looking at the two fleshy walls in front of him, Father Shen's expression changed again and again.

He gritted his teeth suddenly, helped Shen's mother up, and turned his head to stare at He Zhaozhi.

"He Zhaozhi, just wait for me, we're not done with the matter of welcoming the snow!"

As soon as the Shen family left, the villa instantly returned to silence, only the ethereal chirping of birds remained.

Song Lan's head was humming and hurting from the noise of Shen's family. Aunt Fu lifted the wheelchair up and helped Song Lan sit back in the wheelchair.

"Miss Song, are you really okay, or I'll call the doctor to come over and do another checkup for you?"

Although Aunt Fu is old, her heart is like a mirror, and she knows that Song Lan is the person on the top of He Chaozhi's heart.

She watched He Chaozhi grow up since she was a child, like He Chaozhi's half mother.

He Chao loves Song Lan, and Aunt Fu also loves Wu Jiwu.

"I'm really fine, Aunt Fu, but the slap you were slapped in the face, did it hurt?"

Song Lan raised her head and looked worriedly at Aunt Fu's red and swollen cheeks.

Aunt Fu smiled, and calmly rubbed her twice, "I'm fine, I'm rough and thick, not as expensive as Miss Song, as long as you're fine, Miss Song."

The two were talking when He Zhaozhi walked over.

He was instructing the bodyguards just now to strengthen the guards of the villa and not let the Shen family break in again.

Seeing the vivid slap marks on Aunt Fu's face, He Zhaozhi's face obviously darkened.

"Zhou Qu."

Secretary Zhou Qu walked in from the door, "Call the family doctor over to help Aunt Fu's face with medicine."

Aunt Fu hurriedly said, "Master, I don't need to..."

"You take a good rest and recuperate, Song Lan has me here."

He Zhaozhi picked up Song Lan by the waist, led the woman into the bedroom, hooked her long legs, and closed the door behind her.

Song Lan couldn't put any effort into her feet, so she could only hug the man's neck desperately.

He Zhaozhi pursed his lips, "You still know you have to hold on to me. If it weren't for me, you would have died in the hands of the Shen family."

Being targeted by the Shen family somehow, Song Lan was not in a good mood.

Hearing what the man said, she snorted narrowly, "Where did I expect that the security of Young Master He's villa is so mediocre that even two people can't be stopped."

He Zhaozhi laughed back in anger, "So you still have to blame me?"

He stretched out his index finger and gave Song Lan a shudder.

Seeing the woman holding her forehead and gasping for air, he snorted and laughed.

"Isn't it because you are careless and open the door for anyone? Do you think anyone can come in my private villa?"

The more he looked at Song Lan, the more he felt like a kitten.

When Aunt Fu was inattentive, Song Lan almost got rid of herself and almost died in the hands of the Shen family.

Does he still have to stare into his pocket every day?
Song Lan knew she was wrong, so she let go of He Chaozhi's neck and climbed onto the bed.

The quilt was lifted, and he got in sullenly.

"I'm an injured patient, can't you say something nice?"

"Idiot, you still expect me to praise you?"

He Zhaozhi reached out and grabbed Song Lan's snow-white ankle exposed outside the quilt.

Song Lan's icy skin was suddenly held by the man, and she shuddered in fright, "What are you doing, it's still daytime!"

He Zhaozhi was slightly stunned, with an intimacy on his lips, "Song Lan, what are you thinking in broad daylight? Before your injury is healed, I'll beat you to the ground. Do you treat me like a beast?"

It was only when the man reminded him that Song Lan realized that he had made a mistake.

Her face was like a ripe pomegranate, red enough to bleed.

"It's not that you are too unprincipled! Why are you grabbing my feet?"

"See if you are injured, save yourself a disability, and I have to support you for the rest of your life."

He Zhaozhi pushed the woman away, grabbed the woman's restless wrists, and pressed her on the bed.

From top to bottom, I looked inside and out, and let go only after confirming that there was no injury.

"It's fine if you don't get hurt."

Just as He Chaozhi let go, Song Lan quickly wrapped the quilt around her body and spit softly.

"rogue."

He Zhaozhi raised his eyebrows, "What did you say?"

Song Lan was injured, and she was not afraid of what the man would do to her, so she said confidently, "I said you are a rascal, did you just take advantage of my physical examination, did you look at something you shouldn't?"

He Zhaozhi recalled, and there was indeed such a thing.

But he was focused on checking whether the woman was injured, and he had no extraneous thoughts at all.

He half-cast his black eyes, and smiled meaningfully, "Song Lan, I think you really don't know what a hooligan is like. If you want to see it that way, I don't mind showing you a demonstration."

Before he finished speaking, the man pulled out the woman who was trying to hide under the quilt, and kissed her hard on the pillow.

The man's heavy breath made Song Lan's whole body go limp, she bit her lips lightly, and turned her head with a red face.

He Zhaozhi snorted, "Aren't you very bold just now, why don't you even dare to look at me now?"

He Zhaozhi stroked her long hair with his big hand, and Song Lan's heart skipped a beat.

The bottom of my heart was numb and numb, and there was a strange heat.

...It's different from usual.

This throbbing feeling made Song Lan lower her long eyelashes, her beautiful eyebrows and eyes were picturesque, "Forget me to admit defeat, okay?"

The woman's voice is obedient and soft, revealing a taste of being coquettish.

Song Lan seldom acts like a baby with He Chaozhi, unless there is something to ask.

He Zhaozhi pinched her face a couple of times in love, then turned over and lay down on the bed, and hugged her into his arms.

"Okay, for the sake of your leg injury, I won't torment you today. When you recover your body, you have plenty of time, so pay it back slowly."

(End of this chapter)