le dizzy and leaned against him for support. Nothing happened, you don't have to worry.""Who knows, living with a murderer like you, I'm really afraid I might die mysteriously one day.""Cut it out, wi...He Hanchuan swirled his highball glass, the red liquid inside rippling and swirling in mesmerizing patterns. It was a captivating sight, yet tinged with an undercurrent of oppressive melancholy.
“I’ll have a glass of red wine, and Miss Wan will have half a glass of juice. Isn’t that inappropriate” Pei Song put the empty wine glass on the table, took another glass of red wine from the waiter’s tray, and smiled as he handed it to her lips, ambiguously saying, “Let’s do this, I won’t make things difficult for you. You take a sip, and I’ll drink the rest. How about that”
Having said that, he glanced provocatively at He Hanchuan.
The rim of the highball glass was stained with Hualian's lipstick. She pursed her lips tightly, then reached for the glass in his hand. "You drink a glass of wine, and I drink a glass of wine, that's only fair."
"Hey, no need to—" Pei Song smirked and didn't let go. Instead, he covered her hand with his own, "I'm a man, you're a woman, if I drink one, I should make you drink one too. Wouldn't that be bullying you Just take a sip, I'll finish the rest."
向晚 looked at the two hands covering each other, clenching her teeth.
Pei Song was clearly teasing her, but she was leaving for Meng Huishang tomorrow. If she didn't do what he wanted, he would probably keep causing trouble for her.
"Didn't drink enough water at the pool last time" He Hanchuan looked at him coolly, effortlessly breaking his hand open, and then pulled Xiang Wan behind him.
Jiang Qingran saw this scene as soon as he came in, a smile froze on his face for a moment before returning to normal.
"Is Mr. He angry" Remembering the humiliating incident at the party, Pei Songjun's face was ashen, but he could only force a smile, "I was just joking with Miss Xiang Wan, please don't mind, I apologize to you."
He raised his glass of wine, took a sip, and slammed the empty glass down on the table.
"Control your tongue and your hands, my woman. Even if I don't need you, it's certainly not your turn." He glared at him with hawk-like eyes, stating each word with chilling precision.
向晚 clenched her fists tightly, her knuckles turning white from the force.
What does He Hanchuan treat her as A thing
“I'm used to sharing women with my brothers, I didn't know Mr. He would be so attentive to just any woman. My mistake, I'll definitely not make the same mistake next time.” Pei Song's face flushed red and then pale, his eyes full of unwillingness, but a flattering smile was plastered on his face.
He ignored him and turned to Xiang Wan instead, saying, "Hold out your hand."
She reached out, and he poured two glasses of champagne over her hand, washing it meticulously before handing her some paper towels to dry off.
"Dried it clean." He thought she was dirty! Xiang Wan endured the humiliation and wiped herself clean, saying in a low voice.
Pei Song leaned against the table in a casual manner, having downed five or six glasses of red wine. A touch of redness stained the corners of his eyes.
"After this, I'll only see a male dog in heat circling around." He Hanchuan wiped his champagne-stained hands with a tissue and then threw it away, walking north, "Follow me."
Towards Evening hummed softly, drooping her head and following behind him.
After they walked seven or eight meters, Pei Song slammed an empty wine glass on the table with a bang and spat on the ground, cursing: "What the hell is this, damn it! A stinking bitch dares to climb on top of me!"
"Why is Pei Shao so angry" A woman with big, wavy blonde hair walked over, her chest heaving against him.
"It's not that scumbag He Hanchuan!" Pei Song suppressed a roar, his fox eyes filled with malice, "He can be so arrogant, isn't it because he was born into a good family"
The woman glanced around cautiously and whispered, "I know you're not afraid of Mr. He, but this is his territory after all. Could you please keep your voice down"
"Roll, roll, roll!" Pei Song impatiently pushed her away, his eyes fixed on Xiang Wan's retreating figure. He wanted to sleep! Let him sleep!
>> 向晚 followed behind He Hanchuan, only a few steps, when she was called back by Jiang Qingran.
"Gege Hanchuan, Xiang Wan, wait a moment." Jiang Qingran's voice was soft and gentle, very pleasant to hear.
"Towards Evening frowned, but still stopped. She looked up, and He Hanchuan seemed to not hear, still walking forward."
She pursed her lips and didn't call out to her.
"Lu Xiaowan." Jiang Qingran pushed the wheelchair to her front, a charming smile on her pretty face that was incredibly comfortable.
Two years ago, on this same day, the scene of Jiang Qingran walking towards the red sports car with the same smile played in Xiang Wan's mind like a movie.
Anger surged up from her feet, and Yue warmed took a deep breath, her expression calm. "CEO He is right ahead, you can still catch him if you go now."
"I'll go find Hanchuan later." Jiang Qingran smiled gently, picked up the gift box placed on the wheelchair, and handed it to Xiang Wan, "Xiang Wan, happy birthday."
向晚 didn't even glance at the gift box, her brow ridge scarred with a hint of usual frenzy. "Thank you for your kindness," she said, "but I can't accept your gift."
I don't want to receive it either.
Felt nauseous.
"I was afraid you wouldn't accept it, so I didn't get you anything precious." Jiang Qingran's eyes seemed to hold glittering stars. "Do you remember For a while, I fell in love with photography, especially holding my DSLR and taking pictures everywhere."
There was a scorching restlessness in the breath that Xiang Wan exhaled. She strained to suppress the anger and disgust churning within her, "It's been too long, my memory isn't what it used to be."
"It's around before your 18th birthday, I took a lot of photos with you, Xiang Yu ge, my brother, and Han Chuan ge." Jiang Qingran seemed not to notice her emotions, still wearing a bright smile on his face. "I got all those photos developed and made into a photo album for you as a memento of our wonderful youth."
The birthday party was crowded, with people everywhere and the noise made Xiangwan even more agitated than she already was.
She kept taking deep breaths, trying to soothe her emotions, but facing Jiang Qingran's innocent and guileless smile, and the so-called gift commemorating her beautiful and pure past——
All anger could no longer be contained!
Bang!
"Taking the gift box, Yua tossed it heavily to the ground, her voice shrill with an overly high pitch. "Is this commemorating our beautiful youth or commemorating my past foolishness!"
A tear slid down her cheek, and she quickly wiped it away.
For a moment, the entire birthday party fell silent. Everyone stared at the two of them, some in shock, others with confusion, curiosity, or even amusement.
Jiang Qingran withdrew her empty hands, staring blankly at the scattered photographs on the ground. Her smile, like seven-colored bubbles, vanished in the sunlight, leaving only sadness behind. "Xiang Wan..."
"Don't call my name!" Xiang Wan's body trembled slightly, madness and anger surging through her limbs, as if about to burst her blood vessels, "You don't deserve it! Jiang Qingran, you don't deserve it!"
The gown, designed to conceal the scars on her legs, was very long. She clutched the hem of her skirt and, under Jiang Qingran's hurt gaze and the scrutiny of others, rushed out of the banquet hall.
The hotel corridor was bustling with people. Xiangwan stumbled forward, not looking at them, but she always felt that these people were gossiping about her just like two years ago.
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( b/24/24658/) door opened quickly. Xiang Wan was wearing a long dress with a camel-colored coat over it and her hair tied up. She looked much fresher. 。"Push it off, I'll go with you another day." 。"He Hanchuan fr...