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

Chapter 121 I Want a Child
Lin Xiao has always been a cunning old fox who is used to comforting people.

Song Lan was speechless, and understood that this was the decision of all shareholders of KEO, and she could not reverse the situation by herself.

Without saying a word, she took off the work card with the position of vice president on her chest, put it on Lin Xiao's desk, and left without looking back.

No longer the vice president, Song Lan also lost her dedicated office.

She lowered her eyes and was packing her things in the office, preparing to move to the public area, but received an anonymous call.

"Song Lan, long time no see, come to He's house now." He Mingchuan's cold and majestic voice came from the phone.

Before Song Lan could reply, He Mingchuan hung up.

Song Lan put down her mobile phone, rubbed her fingertips twice on the work ID of the new ordinary employee, put down the documents, and walked out.

He Family Villa.

The living room was filled with a strong fragrance of tea. He Mingchuan sat in the main seat, holding a teacup and drinking casually, without even looking at the woman who walked in.

"Song Lan, how did you promise me three months ago, that you would be the president within three months, but now you... have suffered a crushing defeat."

He Mingchuan snorted and said, "If you fail to keep your promise, you should pay the price for deceiving me."

Song Lan's eyebrows trembled imperceptibly, knowing that He Mingchuan already knew about his demotion.

"The He family's eyeliner is really powerful. I was just deprived of the title of vice president half an hour ago, and Mr. He knew it so quickly."

He Mingchuan frowned: "I didn't ask you to come here for gossip. Tell me, when do you plan to leave Chaozhi, tomorrow or now?"

Song Lan pulled the corner of his mouth lightly.

He felt that He Mingchuan was really kind.

I can still keep myself until tomorrow.

"Three months have not yet arrived, and there is still a week left. One day less than one minute is not the end. I don't know which country Mr. He is living in. It will end so soon?"

"Song Lan, do you really think you can turn around in a week? A loser, being able to speak in front of me is my gift to you, and you dare to speak wild words?"

He Mingchuan put the teacup on the table heavily, and snorted coldly.

The servants in the entire He family were silent, and the temperature in the living room was freezing.

Only Song Lan was as calm as before, her expression indifferent, without any change.

He Mingchuan suppressed his anger, and said coldly: "Song Lan, this is the last chance I'll give you, don't be stubborn, to be honest, I don't like women like you, as Chaozhi's father , and I don't like you either. Even if you really fulfilled the March agreement, I might not let you be with Chaozhi, let alone now?"

"Either get out obediently now, or even if the three-month period expires, I will still have a way to expel you from Night City, do you believe it?"

He Mingchuan released the coercive majesty from his whole body.

Song Lan didn't move, and said coldly: "I know Mr. He doesn't like me, but I still say that, only I am the most suitable woman for He Chaozhi."

"What a big breath!"

He Mingchuan took out a photo and took it on the table: "Soon, Chaozhi will go on a blind date with her. This is the daughter of the He family's big client abroad. She is a veritable young lady. In terms of family background and character, she is better than you. How dare you say that you are the most suitable person for Chaozhi? If you really love Chaozhi, you should let him go and let him be with someone better!"

Song Lan's misty eyes seemed to be looking at the photo.

She is indeed a very beautiful young lady, but Song Lan said with a blank expression, "I told you, I won't leave."

"Come on."

He Mingchuan called the secretary, doubled the check that Song Lan didn't ask for last time, and handed it to Song Lan.

"The money in this check is enough for you to live three lifetimes without worry, Song Lan, accept it when you see it."

Song Lan lowered her eyes, quietly watching the numbers on it.

This amount of money is enough to buy dozens of KEOs, and send her father to the best hospital abroad for treatment, so that she no longer has to worry about money for the rest of her life.

But is it really money that she wants?

"No need, Uncle He." Song Lan calmly returned the check intact.

"I will never leave He Chaozhi even if I die. Even if you give me the entire He family, I will not be moved."

"you--"

He Zhaozhi had never seen such a tough person.

He smiled angrily, slapped the armrest, and nodded again and again: "Okay, I really underestimated you. It seems that your ambition is not only the money. Since you choose to fight against my name, then Be prepared to pay the price—Song Lan, your future life will not be peaceful, just wait and see."

Congratulations spread the name and raised his hand: "See off the guests!"

Song Lan was kicked out of the He family.

Seeing the door of the He family closing slowly in front of him, Song Lan's thin figure was as pale and weak as a piece of paper in the wind.

She didn't live or die, turned around, and walked calmly on the way home.

He didn't call He Zhaozhi to complain, nor did he cry bitterly.

She, Song Lan, is the only hope of the Song family now, and she will not bow to the He family even if she dies.

Even if he dies, he will drag the He family with him to hell.

A few days later, He Zhaozhi made an appointment to meet at the hotel.

When Song Lan walked into the room, He Chaozhi had just finished taking a shower, and hugged Song Lan by the waist.

Song Lan grabbed his hand hanging on the button of his clothes: "Wait a minute, I haven't showered yet."

He Zhaozhi fell silent, leaned on her body, kissed her fair and tender neck, and breathed in the fragrance of her body.

"It's okay, I know you like to be clean, your body smells so good, it's not dirty at all."

Song Lan's hand drooped slightly, and finally hugged He Chaozhi silently, allowing him to attack him.

He Zhaozhi hadn't touched Song Lan for a while, and the two of them were very thirsty, so they started a fire, and the flames lasted until midnight.

When it was almost over, Song Lan could hardly keep her eyes open, but she still grabbed He Chaozhi's wrist.

"... No, I will be pregnant."

He Zhaozhi lifted her chin and kissed her, even though he tossed about most of the night, there was still a strong desire in his eyes.

"It's okay to be pregnant. It's time for me to start a family and start a business. I will give birth when I am pregnant, and I will take care of it."

Song Lan was originally in a daze, but was awakened by his words, bit her lips tightly and pushed him away in a panic.

"I don't want to get pregnant, get out, get out!"

Song Lan scratched and scratched again and again, but He Chaozhi finally had to end it hastily in embarrassment.

He still couldn't finish it, remembering that Song Lan said that he didn't want to get pregnant, and pulled her up with a dark face: "Song Lan, I have wronged you for letting you conceive my child, so you don't want to give birth to me?"

Song Lan fell so sleepy in his hands, her precarious body was covered with ambiguous red marks.

The little face hangs down limply, like a dilapidated rag doll.

"He Zhaozhi, I still have to work, go to work, and if I'm pregnant, I won't be able to work, so I can't..."

She can't get pregnant.

Especially not being able to conceive He Chaozhi's child.

(End of this chapter)