Chapter Sixteen: Two Years Cannot Change a Person's Nat
into the cup, handing it to her 。The red liquid rippled gently in the highball glass, mesmerizingly beautiful. 。向晚 sipped her wine, took the cup without hesitation, and drank it all in one gulp. 。"Wh...He Hanchuan's aura was compelling, his piercing gaze seeming to see through everything.
A flicker of panic flashed across Jiang Qingran's eyes, and she instinctively took a step back, her voice soft and timid: "Well. Xiang Wan said that as long as my brother breaks up with Song Qiao, she will agree to be with him."
He Jianchuan sneered, his eyes filled with cold intent.
He knew that two years wouldn't change a person's nature!
"Brother Hanchuan," Jiang Qingran felt a pang of unease thinking about what she had just seen, "Xiang Wan is getting too close to my brother, and she's even trying to involve you. She's so reckless, and I don't know if she has some kind of sickness. You should keep your distance from her."
“The three words ‘immoral’ added a few more points of coldness to He Hanchuan’s eyes, “Who I should keep my distance from, it's none of your business”
Jiang Qingran's eyes immediately turned red, "Hanchuan ge, I just care about you, I don't mean anything else."
Her eyes were filled with tears, making her look even more beautiful.
He gave her a cold stare, silent and menacing.
"Hanchuan ge, I really only did this for your own good." She bit her lip, speaking in a weak and helpless tone.
"You think you're so clever, but I know your every thought better than anyone else." He Hanchuan walked past her toward the door, a flicker of disgust in his eyes. "Don't bring those pathetic schemes to me."
In an instant, Jiang Qingran's face drained of all color. She wanted to say something more, but he had already strode away.
She leaned on her cane, lowered her head to look at her powerless left leg, and a mixture of pain and ferocity flashed across her pretty face. "Hanchuan ge, I've done so much for you, why can't you see it"
*
Towards the end of evening, Yanan returned to the dorm, leaning against the door with vacant eyes.
After a moment, she seemed to remember something and wiped her bleeding lips fiercely.
As I wiped away at it, tears streamed down my face, mixing with the blood that flowed into my mouth. It was bitter and carried a metallic tang.
She sat on the ground for ten minutes, then dragged her aching body up to bed.
She had no time to grieve or cry. After six hours of sleep, she had to get back to work.
Tonight might be destined for unrest.
After lying down for a while, Wanye felt a sharp pain in her stomach.
"What's wrong" Zhou Miao pushed open the door and was startled to see her pale face.
Towards Evening tugged at her lips, her voice a little hoarse from illness, "It's nothing, just a stomach ache."
"If you have a stomach ache, just go buy some medicine, you can't just tough it out, right" Zhou Miao reached out to pull her, "There's a pharmacy nearby, I'll accompany you."
"Thank you."
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After buying their medicine, the two were about to hail a taxi when suddenly someone shouted, "Wanwan"
The voice was too familiar. Toward Evening's pupils contracted, her lips trembling slightly.
"Luanluan, is it really you" A handsome man who looked seven or eight points like her walked over and patted her shoulder excitedly.
Toward Evening tugged at her lip, wanting to call out "Brother," but her voice was as if something had blocked it, unable to utter a single word.
"I'll wait for you over there." Zhou Miao said.
Wanye nodded.
"You're out of prison, why didn't you look for me" Xiang Yu looked at her thin and somewhat overly frail body, his eyes were filled with undisguised heartache, as well as guilt.
Back then, in order to protect himself, he gave up Wanwan. He begged his family, but they locked him up and didn't help at all. He could only watch helplessly as she was sent to prison.
A-Wai smoothed down the messy strands of hair around her ears, her voice hoarse. "Not quite."
She wanted to secretly glance at her family one last time before taking her own life, but she ran into He Hanchuan on the way.
A gust of autumn wind blew, bringing a touch of coolness. She couldn't help but shrink her body slightly.
The next second, a blazer was draped over her shoulders. "Aren't you cold You should wear more. And what's with that outfit I remember only cleaning ladies wear those kinds of things. When did your taste get so bad"
"向晚 lowered her gaze, hiding the expression in her eyes. "I'm a cleaner now. This is my uniform."
Xiang Yu was stunned, his face full of disbelief.
The little princess he held in his palm, who didn't need to worry about anything and just acted like a carefree younger sister, was actually working as a cleaner
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