Mr. Huo, please spoil me

There were screams all around.

No one thought that Song Qingqing would choose such a way to end her life.

It's so hasty and such a pity!

Jiang Lan heard that she had broken up with her a long time ago and was even threatened, but after all, they had a relationship, and it was impossible for him to turn around and leave at this time, cold-bloodedly going to crisis management...

In that case, no matter how powerful the public relations is, it will be of no use!

He walked over very slowly, and the world seemed to have stopped, leaving only Song Qingqing's bright red blood.

"Why bother!"

He squatted beside her and gently raised her head. He knew she didn't have much time left... Song Qingqing kept watching him cry.

She knew that she was tacky compared to Huo Jiao.

What she had been taught since she was a child was to save money and find a man with good conditions to marry. But Jiang Lan sounded like the best man she had ever met in her life. She had no ability to keep him...

She also knew that he didn't believe that she really liked him.

No one else would believe it either.

Yes, she likes him, including his appearance and his family background... But so what, those are also part of what Jiang Lan heard, why can't she like him?

In the end, she actually wanted to use this method to prove her love.

Song Qingqing was speechless.

She wanted to tell Jiang Lan that those days were her happiest time. At that time, she really thought that the fairy tale of Cinderella was real. She really thought that the prince would give up the princess and fall in love with Cinderella.

It turns out that it doesn't happen at all...

The blood flowed for a moment, and she quietly looked at the only ray of light in her life.

By the end, she gave him a smile.

She thought that his stable life was still destroyed by her...

*

Song Qingqing's funeral, as well as the group's affairs...all the things put together, Jiang Lanting stayed in the company for a full week and didn't go home.

During this time, he did not call Huo Jiao, and Huo Jiao did not call him.

He needed to calm down and she needed time to forgive.

Someone from the Song family is coming,

They wanted to see Jiang's father and Jiang's mother, but the Jiang family didn't meet them because they were not related by marriage, and they couldn't explain anything to the Huo family... In the end, Jiang Lan heard what they had talked about and gave them 2000 million to settle the matter.

The Song family took Song Qingqing's ashes away.

Time diluted this big news, and when Jiang Lan was completely busy, it felt like a lifetime ago.

When he dialed Huo Jiao's phone number,

Huo Jiao's voice was quite calm: "Are you done?"

He nodded and said, "I'm done! Where are you? I'll go find you!"

Huo Jiao didn't refuse. She said she was at home, cooking noodles and watching a movie.

Jiang Lan heard that she had already taken her coat and car keys: "I'll come find you!"

When he went downstairs, he met Jiang's father. Jiang's father looked at him for a few seconds: "Go to Huo Jiao? Go back and see your mother some other time. She hasn't slept well for several days."

Jiang Lan agreed: "I'll go back tonight."

When he was about to enter the elevator, Jiang's father stopped him again: "Lan Ting, I hope you can learn from this and not make the same mistake again in the future! If you marry Huo Jiao, you must take responsibility! Although Song Qingqing couldn't think of it this time, if you hadn't crossed the line back then, nothing like what happened today would have happened, and no life would have disappeared."

Jiang Lan knew all this, and he felt uncomfortable.

After going downstairs and getting in the car, he drove to Huo Jiao's place. Just as she said, she was cooking noodles and watching a movie... Her mood didn't seem to be affected, but Jiang Lan knew it was different.

Such a big thing happened, how could it be the same!

But neither of them said they were breaking up.

She cooked noodles for him and put two large shrimps on it, but Jiang Lan was already asleep when she brought the noodles over...

Put your phone and car keys aside.

The phone screen was bright, and the page displayed a news item, which contained the chat history between him and Song Qingqing... Huo Jiao looked at it quietly for a while, and then she put down the bowl.

She didn't know if Jiang Lan felt nostalgic or what!