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

Chapter 95 Promise
Song Lan smiled lightly, "Okay, then you can kneel down and apologize to me, right now."

Song Lan didn't expect Fang Xueqi to apologize to her sincerely, besides, she would jump over the wall when she was in a hurry.

She drove Fang Xueqi to a dead end. It would be bad if Fang Xueqi dragged her to sink together.

Be a man to stay on the line and meet each other in the future.

Hearing the word kneeling, Fang Xueqi's pale face became more and more gloomy.

She let go of her trembling legs without saying a word, stiffened for a while, closed her eyes and knelt down straight.

The voice was hard, "I apologize to you. I shouldn't offend you, let alone bet with you, okay?"

Song Lan looked at her expression that was more painful than death, and the corner of her mouth twitched in disdain.

If I had known this, why bother.

After waiting for a long time, Song Lan didn't even speak.

Fang Xueqi couldn't help but opened her eyes, only to realize that Song Lan had gone far away, leaving her alone in the office.

Fang Xueqi got up from the ground trembling, the feeling of being neglected and despised climbed up from the soles of her feet to her spine, causing her every nerve to be provoked painfully.

Song Lan, Song Lan!
Fang Xueqi repeatedly bit the name in her mouth, and saw Song Lan's disappearing back, she scratched her palm.

After leaving KEO, Song Lan prepares to go out to collect scenery.

As soon as he got in the car, he received a call from Jiang Yurong.

When Song Lan saw the string of numbers, her heart felt like she was in shock, and suddenly she couldn't hear anything.

When she regained her senses, she realized that her whole body was terribly stiff.

Song Lan moved her limbs and forced herself to calm down. It was not the first time she had talked to Jiang Yurong, so why be so nervous, so...hatred.

"Aunt He, what can you do?"

Jiang Yurong's voice was still warm, and she seemed a little embarrassed when she heard Song Lan calling her aunt.

"Song Lan, don't call me aunt in the future. You should call me aunt. It should be Chaozhi's biological mother. Just call me Aunt Jiang."

Song Lan was silent.

Jiang Yurong was also He Mingchuan's second-married wife, but in the He family, no one would treat her as a serious master.

Even He Chaozhi only called her Aunt Rong indifferently.

It seems that she has lived a normal life in the He family these years, and so far, she has not been able to integrate into that man and his family.

A sarcasm flashed across the corner of Song Lan's mouth, and her voice was flat, without any emotion.

"Then what do you want from me, Aunt Jiang."

Seeing that she changed her obedient words, Jiang Yurong also lightened her tone, "Are you free now? I'm at the corner cafe of your newspaper office. Can I see you?"

Well done, what does Jiang Yurong want to see her for?
Song Lan lowered her eyes and thought for a while, then glanced at the street corner cafe which was only 100 meters away, and said, "Got it, I'll come now."

"Okay, then I'll wait for you." Jiang Yurong felt relieved.

Song Lan drove to the corner cafe. It was working hours and there was no one there.

Pushing open the door, there was a crisp crash of wind chimes overhead.

Jiang Yurong was wearing a long beige knitted dress, and she was sitting on the empty table with a gentle temperament. The faint aroma of coffee and milk made her very quiet and delicate.

Song Lan stood in front of the door and looked at her for a while, wondering if she used this appearance to seduce He Mingchuan.

"Aunt Jiang, I'm here."

Song Lan went to Jiang Yurong and sat down.

Jiang Yurong was a little surprised to see her, and his eyes were bent.

"You're here. In fact, it's like this. I'm here today to help Chaozhi's father come to see you."

Song Lan understood.

It turned out that Jiang Yurong was just a microphone today.

Song Lan frowned, that's right, a profit-seeking businessman like He Mingchuan, apart from having something to do, how could he really come to "see" her?

"Then what does uncle want from me?"

Song Lan thought for a while, she was promoted recently, and Shen Yingxue was fine.

He Mingchuan probably didn't ask Jiang Yurong to criticize him.

Jiang Yurong smiled embarrassingly, with a hint of sadness in her eyes.

"Actually...we all hope that you can find Chaozhi, enlighten him, let him go home for a meal, and see his father." Jiang Yurong's voice was soft, and she looked at Song Lan expectantly.

"Chaozhi's character, you know, he has always been soft and not hard, he likes you so much, he must be willing to listen to you, otherwise we would not come to you, can you help us, so that Chaozhi coming home?"

He Chaozhi is the only heir and future heir of the He family.

No matter how much profit He Mingchuan paid, he would never give up his only son.

Song Lan actually guessed that Jiang Yurong came to look for her, probably because of He Chaozhi.

But just feel ridiculous.

After spending half of his life in the He family, he was still a messenger in the end, and even pitifully begged for his stepson's girlfriend.

Song Lan thought to herself, luckily Jiang Yurong and He Mingchuan didn't know that she and He Chaozhi were just exchanging benefits, not real girlfriends.

Otherwise, I'm afraid I'm going to die of anger.

A high-ranking couple wants to bow their heads to her, a little reporter.

Song Lan smiled casually, seeing her silent, Jiang Yurong thought she felt embarrassed, and hurriedly said, "Isn't that okay? Just let Chaozhi come back and see his father?"

"Aunt Jiang, you all know Chaozhi's character. If I told him to go back, he would definitely go back, but I will find a way."

Song Lan spoke lightly, as if she was reluctant to continue talking with Jiang Yurong.

He Mingchuan's own father can't even call his son back, so what's the use of looking for her.

Seeing that Song Lan didn't really want to help, Jiang Yurong bit her lip and hesitated for three seconds.

"If I say, if you do me this favor, I'll help you enter He's house too?"

"——What did you say?" Song Lan suddenly raised her head, as if she heard a topic of interest to her, her eyes were slightly darkened.

Jiang Yurong has been in the He family for these years, and she is no longer a little white rabbit who doesn't know the world.

She clenched the cup tightly and smiled calmly, "I know you are an ambitious child. You may not just like him when you are with Chaozhi. You want to enter the He family and become Mrs. He, right? Yes, as long as you help Me, I'll help you too."

Song Lan suddenly stopped talking.

The corner of her mouth curled into a subtle curve, and she lamented that Jiang Yurong looks gentle, but she is actually a powerful character.

Otherwise, how did you become Mrs. He back then?

Every Mrs. He is in a hot position.

"Aunt Jiang was joking, it's good that you are partial to me in your heart, and I should give you a hand in return. I will tell Chaozhi there, you let uncle wait, and I will try my best to ease his and uncle's stiffness. Let him be your good son again."

Hearing Song Lan's promise, Jiang Yurong was finally relieved.

(End of this chapter)