Chapter 89 Jealousy
"Song Lan, what do you mean? Who do you look down on? Why don't I understand, and you understand best?" Fang Xueqi was like a firecracker, and Song Lan lit it all at once.

Song Lan didn't say anything, she didn't expect Fang Xueqi to be so sensitive.

She twitched the corner of her mouth speechlessly, and said calmly, "I still think that Ms. Fang shouldn't be too confident in herself. It's better to learn more about the newspaper office, and then participate in other people's conversations."

After Fang Xueqi came to KEO, Song Lan was in a state of desperation during the past few days of work.

Fang Xueqi's work is usually handled by department subordinates and secretaries. She only needs to dress up like a young lady and go out to watch catwalks, socialize and drink afternoon tea.

So the foundation of the meeting is the same.

Therefore, she didn't wrong Fang Xueqi, she didn't even laugh at her, she just kindly asked her to go back and study again.

Fang Xueqi became angry when she saw the expensive bracelet on her wrist, and now she thought that Song Lan was deliberately mocking her incompetence.

She detoured to Song Lan's back, followed Song Lan's skirt, and stepped heavily.

There was metal on Fang Xueqi's shoes, which caught Song Lan's skirt, and when she retracted her feet, the skirt hung on the metal.

There was only a hiss, and Song Lan's skirt split from her feet to her thighs in public.

For a moment, the surrounding area was eerily quiet.

Fang Xueqi knew that she had caused trouble, but seeing Song Lan making a fool of herself, she was still going crazy with joy.

She forcibly suppressed her joy, coughed lightly, and said nonchalantly, "It was your skirt that caught my shoe, and it has nothing to do with me."

Han Zicheng was so angry at Fang Xueqi, "Xueqi, how could you do this!"

Making a fool of yourself in public like this is a blow to anyone!

Fang Xueqi looked confident, but Song Lan, after a few seconds of silence after the skirt was torn, suddenly said, "Zicheng, don't blame your cousin for now, it seems that I should thank her, she helped me a lot."

Han Zicheng turned his head blankly, "Huh?"

Fang Xueqi also looked at her like a ghost.

That's right, she tore her skirt, Song Lan still wants to thank her?
Song Lan's brain is also broken?

Song Lan ignored everyone's suspicious gazes, bent down calmly, grabbed the tattered skirt, measured it with her eyes a few times, and then decisively pulled it to both sides.

The sound of cloth shattering was crisp and piercing.

Song Lan threw the remaining fabric into the trash can, turned around calmly, and said to herself, "Why didn't I think of it before, so this dress would look good when made into a skirt."

Fang Xueqi looked at Song Lan's two long and white legs exposed under her dress, and she was so angry that she could go west immediately.

Song Lan actually tore up her own skirt and made it into a short skirt, not to mention, it looks pretty good.

An unexpected incident was dealt with in a clever way by her.

Fang Xueqi beat her chest and stamped her feet in hatred.

Why did she only step on the skirt just now? If Song Lan's blouse was torn off just now, Song Lan would not be able to behave so calmly and naturally! !
Song Lan has a good aesthetic, and she tore it off casually, giving the skirt a bit of a unique sense of design.

The guests couldn't help discussing, at first glance, her skirt was a bit rough, but after a long time, they found that it was quite beautiful.

Fang Xueqi was burning with anger, her mind was completely invaded by hatred.

She doesn't believe that Song Lan's luck can always be so good, she will continue to make trouble for Song Lan, use scissors to cut her clothes and hair, and see how she can make up for it! !
Fang Xueqi's eyes were red, and she was planning to find a pair of scissors and give Song Lan a sneak peek.

Han Zicheng came up, grabbed Fang Xueqi's wrist, and angrily shouted, "Xueqi, what are you doing? Are you crazy? What you did to Song Lan before, I can treat it as a child's mischief. But now look at yourself, what you look like!!"

Fang Xueqi flinched, and silently put the scissors back behind her, but she was still stubborn.

"Isn't it all Song Lan's fault? She made me lose face. What if I teach her a lesson?"

"You are talking nonsense. Song Lan has never targeted you. You have always been messing around. Fang Xueqi, let me warn you. If you dare to mess around again, I will send you back to your hometown immediately!" Han Zicheng stared at Fang Xueqi with a gloomy tone. Word by word.

The word "hometown" seems to be Fang Xueqi's Achilles' heel.

When mentioning her hometown, Fang Xueqi's expression changed all of a sudden.

She quickly grabbed Han Zicheng's clothes and begged for mercy like a child who has done something wrong, "I was wrong, I was wrong cousin, don't send me back to my hometown, I will be obedient, and I will do whatever you ask me to do." , will you let me stay?"

Seeing Fang Xueqi's pathetic strength, Han Zicheng pulled back his wrist and said in a deep voice, "Go and apologize to Song Lan, right now!"

Of course Fang Xueqi was unwilling, but thinking that Han Zicheng would send her back to her hometown, she reluctantly came to Song Lan under Han Zicheng's serious gaze.

"Sorry Song Lan, I shouldn't have played tricks on you just now."

Han Zicheng followed closely behind, "I'm sorry Song Lan, I was the one who couldn't discipline my cousin. After I go back this time, I will definitely discipline her strictly!"

Song Lan looked at Fang Xueqi, whose eyes were rolling straight, without any regret at all, and smiled lightly at the corner of her mouth.

"It's okay, it didn't really hurt me anyway, I'm not that stingy, I forgive you."

Han Zicheng heaved a sigh of relief, and pulled Fang Xueqi away so as not to obstruct Song Lan's eyes.

"I still have to discipline Xueqi, and then I will send another person to KEO to be an exchange employee. I hope you don't dislike Song Lan."

Song Lan said it doesn't matter, "Okay, anyone can be replaced."

Anyway, it is impossible for anyone to be as annoying as Fang Xueqi.

After seeing off Han Zicheng and Fang Xueqi, Song Lan returned to He Chaozhi's side with a calm expression.

He Chaozhi had seen everything that happened just now, but he didn't show up because he thought Song Lan could do it alone.

"Sure enough, it's becoming more and more my style. Well done, I, He Chaozhi, have no reason to be bullied."

Song Lan didn't pay much attention to this matter, so she hummed perfunctorily.

Bullying, she has suffered a lot since she was a child.

Even if there is a grievance, it's nothing.

She doesn't care.

Seeing that the banquet was about to end, Mrs. Jun came over with a tall and handsome young man. The man was imposing, dressed in a black suit, with deep eyes, and at first glance he was an extraordinary figure in the Jun family.

Mrs. Jun smiled and introduced to Song Lan, "This is my son, Jun Zetian, Mr. He, Ms. Song, do you know each other?"

Jun Zetian was reticent, shaking hands with He Chaozhi and Song Lan respectively, there were no extra words or expressions.

It seems that she came to see them purely to coax Mrs. Jun.

Mrs. Jun liked Song Lan very much and wanted to talk to Song Lan more, but her eyes were on everyone.

"Since everyone is here today and participated in the auction, I would like to ask everyone, what do you think of charity?"

(End of this chapter)

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