Chapter 81: A Man Hiding in the Hospital Room? (Including Fl

ran leaned forward, closing the distance between them. "Or should I go find Uncle Xiang and Big Brother Xiang to talk things through properly..."Her patience had reached its limit, and Yanan suddenly...He Hanchuan's lips finally stopped just a centimeter away from her, so close that the heat from his breath sprayed onto her face, "You smell like alcohol. Is there a man hiding in the hospital room"

"No." Xiang Wan's blinking rate was much faster than usual, her palms already clammy. "A female friend from the club broke up with someone and had a few drinks here before falling asleep."

He stared at her for a moment, then suddenly smiled. He let go of her, and it was unclear whether he believed her words or not.

After a long pause, he said to her: "Someone is sleeping inside. I won't go in. You go get a chair out here."

Xiang Wan hummed softly and when she went in, she opened the door very little. But when she came out, she moved a chair, so she had to open the gap in the door wider.

When closing the door, she cast several seemingly natural glances in He Hanchuan's direction. From his side, he shouldn't be able to see the person on the bed inside the ward...right

He caught her subtle movements in his gaze, He Hanchuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he twitched his lips with an unclear meaning.

向晚 moved her chair back behind her and took a few steps back, widening the space between them. "If Mr. He has nothing else to say, I'll go in first."

Being with him was like eating arsenic to her.

"Sit down," He Hanchuan said.

Towards evening frowned, then quickly unfolded, "President He please sit down, I can stand."

She didn't know what He Hanchuan meant, but he certainly wouldn't be feeling sorry for her.

He Hanchuan's knuckles, distinct and bony, tapped lightly on the back of the chair a few times. The sound was several tones lower than before, "Sit here."

“…Alright.” Xiang Wan walked with difficulty to the chair and sat down. But her back was tense, her bottom barely touching the edge of the seat, and her right foot pointed outwards, ready to spring up at any moment.

The corridor was lined with uniform round incandescent bulbs, bright but lacking the warmth of yellow light. The white light illuminated A-Wan's face, making her complexion appear even paler and bloodless.

"To have a man who's only met you a few times speak up for you, begging for your forgiveness, Xiang Wan, your methods are impressive." He Hanchuan stood behind her, his hands propped on the armrests of the chair, as if encircling her in his embrace.

Towards Evening couldn't see his face, she could only feel his warm breath spraying on the back of her neck, inexplicably making her shiver, cold to the bone.

She was on edge, and after a moment, she realized who he was talking about. "Mr. He is overpraising me. Mr. Zhong will help me plead for mercy, it's all because of Miss Ren's face; it has nothing much to do with me."

"That girl seems to have taken a liking to you." He Hanchuan loosened his grip on the armrest and straightened up, his voice lacking some of its previous coldness. "But I told you long ago, no one can help you."

Yuan Wan clenched her hands tightly together, closing her eyes in pain, "Xiè Hé Zhǒng reminded me, I dare not daydream."

"Go back, it's cold outside." He Hanchuan walked around her and said something before walking towards the elevator.

Towards the end of his figure, casting a faint shadow on the ground, her gaze burned with a hatred that surged and fermented in her blood, swelling her veins to the point of bursting, yet finding no release.

When people used to say she was born into a wealthy and powerful family, making her enviable, what did she say Envy a fart! Even with power, wealth, you still can't get He Hanchuan's love, what use is it!

As a result, reality slapped her hard. His power left her with no even the luxury of death. Every day, she had to fawn and grovel, struggling to survive in humiliation...

Ding!

The elevator dinged, and He Hanchuan stepped inside.

向晚 looked up and blinked, moving her chair back to the ward in halting steps. The ward was filled with a mix of alcohol and disinfectant smells that stung her nose and made her head feel uncomfortably clear.

"Damn your manipulative bitch of a mother..." Xiang Yu frowned and turned over, kicking the quilt to the ground with one foot. He was still muttering something under his breath, crying one moment and laughing the next.

Towards Evening walked over and picked up the blanket, covering him with it, then lay back down on the sickbed.

Maybe it was because it was his first time drinking, or maybe he just had too much, but Xiang Yu tossed and turned all night, vomiting and making a ruckus until the late hours before finally falling quiet.

Towards the evening lost sleep in her drink, plus taking care of her brother had worn her out. She fell asleep on the hospital bed shortly after lying down.

The blue sky and white clouds, the autumn is crisp and refreshing.

Under the camphor tree of the school, Jiang Qingran wore a white dress and a black shawl. Her long hair cascaded softly over her shoulders, graceful and beautiful.

People come and go, and from time to time someone looks at her.

向晚 wore ultra-short shorts on her belly button, a limited edition Beats headset around her neck, chewing gum in her mouth, and sauntered over. "What's the matter Do you have to call me out separately"

Before Jiang Qingran could answer, she blew a big bubble, popped it, and grinned. "Are you thinking about giving me a birthday present but don't want others to see what you got me"

"Happy birthday, I wish our little princess, Yua, to be 18 years young forever and more beautiful every year!" Jiang Qingran bent her eyes and smiled, handing her a beautifully packaged gift box.

"What is it" Xiangwan took the gift box and was about to open it, "I'm already beautiful enough, any more beautiful and I'll be causing heaven and earth to weep! Perhaps a good luck charm for me to marry Hanchuan and have a fat little boy soon"

Jiang Qingran's eyes dimmed slightly, holding her hand, "Let's go home and open it."

"Deal!" Xiangwan tucked the gift box under her arm and winked at her, "Don't dress too beautifully tonight, you don't want to steal my thunder. Hanchuan is going to propose to me tonight!"

After finishing, she put on her headphones and hummed a tune as she walked back.

Jiang Qingran ran a few steps and grabbed her hand from behind, "Xiang Wan, I have something to tell you."

"What" Xiangwan took off her headphones, leaned against the tree, and blew out a big bubble.

Jiang Qingran bit her lip, her eyes flickering, "I've liked Han Chuan ge for many years too, very much."

With a snap, the bubble gum popped, smearing half of Xiang Wan's face and making her look rather comical.

Jiang Qingran, her best friend, actually said she liked Hanchuan And she really liked him

"I originally intended to keep my love for Han Chuan hidden in my heart, never telling anyone. But from two months ago, the moment I learned you were going to be engaged at your birthday party, I couldn't sleep at night. Every minute and second was spent in torment." Jiang Qingran had very obvious dark circles under her eyes, enough to show she was exhausted.

向晚 held a gift box under her armpit and, with a stoic expression, used her other hand to peel the chewing gum stuck to her face. Her fingertips trembled slightly, "Since we decided not to tell anyone, why are you telling me"

"My love for Hanchuan is no less than yours, it's only more." Jiang Qingran looked at her and pointed to her heart, "That feeling has been bottled up in my heart for too long, I can't hold it in anymore."

The chewing gum stuck to her face too tightly, it was impossible to remove completely and instead turned into a dirty black lump, making Xiang Wan's complexion even paler, almost comical.

She gave up fighting the gum and looked at Jiang Qingran, saying, "So what"

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