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Chapter 161 You ruined my entire life!

    

immediately understood: "It turns out it's Mr. He's person, we were short-sighted."Hege Hanchuan didn't deny it either, he lowered his head to look at the wine on the table and casually raised a cup,..."Before I answer, can I ask General He one question first" Xiangwan clenched her fists tightly, her pupils reflecting the figure of He Hanchuan.

He lowered his eyes and looked at her, "Ask away."

"Two years ago, how did you see that car accident Do you think like everyone else that I was jealous and tried to hit Miss Jiang with my car" Xiang Wan said each word slowly, her gaze fixed on him intently, her jaw clenched from the effort.

That car accident was rather complicated. He paused for a moment.

"Hmph!" His silence was taken as agreement by YAN, who scoffed and sarcastically said, "Since Mr. He doesn't believe me, why should I bother explaining!"

He stared at her, his Adam's apple bobbing, his eyes darkening slightly, "I..."

"Even if you don't believe me, I have to say it!" Xiang Wan's voice was a bit sharp due to being too high-pitched, "Aren't you asking me about the time two years ago when I wore lingerie to seduce Jiang Qi Feng"

She was agitated, her eyes fixed on him, letting out a strange laugh twice. “I thought you were brilliant, but you’re just an idiot, being played around by others!!”

“If I told you that on September 27th, Jiang Qingran played a truth or dare game with An Ruya, Yang Lin, and me, and I lost the dare, so I had to wear lingerie and make some flirtatious moves with Jiang Qifeng, would you believe me”

Two years ago, she was completely smitten with He Hanchuan. When Jiang Qingran and the others suggested that she wear lingerie and make some seductive gestures towards Jiang Qi Feng, she refused without hesitation.

But Jiang Qingran knew her too well. With just a little bit of provocation, she couldn't bear it and, gritting her teeth, changed into lingerie to go find Jiang Qifeng.

She found it strange that day. Jiang Qingran was usually so easygoing, why would she be so insistent on the details of the adventure... Well, turns out there was something waiting for her here!

He had made countless assumptions, imagining her being like his father, harboring a love for one person while still caring about others. He also imagined her growing tired of always following him and instead becoming interested in Jiang Qifeng, who constantly trailed behind her...

But he had never imagined it would turn out like this! Things were even simpler than comical!

He Hanchuan's pupils shrank, unable to tell whether he felt more joy knowing she hadn't cheated, or other emotions. All he knew was that his heart ached, feeling tight and constricted, a pain that was difficult to alleviate.

He stared at her face, flushed from anger. He opened his mouth to speak, but it felt like a lump of cotton was lodged in his throat, preventing him from making a sound. He clenched his fists, but it felt like sand slipping through his fingers—the tighter he held on, the faster it escaped...

"Still don't believe it, huh" Xiang Wan chuckled bitterly, her smile fading into tears as hatred welled up in her eyes.

She wiped away the tears from the corner of her eye, glared at him through gritted teeth, her reason consumed by anger, "It's okay if you don't believe me, anyway I didn't expect you to!"

"I believe you." He Hánchuan's fingertips trembled slightly, his hand moved forward a little, but before it could touch her, he retracted it again and repeated, "I believe you."

向晚 glared at him, a desolate and vicious smile playing on her lips. "Trust"

She suddenly raised her voice, “If you believe me, why are you treating me like this! He Hanchuan, just because you suspect that I have an ambiguous relationship with Jiang QiFeng, you broke my leg and sent me to jail!”

She ripped the hospital gown open and stood before him in just her underwear.

"See this" Xiang Wan trembled, her finger pointing at the crisscrossing scars on her body that were a horrifying sight. "These scars, they're all over me! I don't even know if my leg will ever heal!"

Tears streamed down her face uncontrollably, falling too fast to wipe away.

He stared at the mottled, ugly scars on her fair skin, his throat tightening, his heart feeling as if it were being clutched. Every breath felt labored.

"He Hanchuan, I'm dancing classical dance. Do you think that even if my legs are healed now, with this body of mine, I can still dance Huh!" Xiang Wan took a few steps forward, tiptoed, and squeezed his shirt collar tightly with her fingertips, which turned white from the force. "Because of you, I went to jail, broke my leg, and have no home to return to! He Hanchuan, you ruined my entire life..."

Emotion overwhelmed her, leaving her speechless. She took a deep breath, each word squeezing out from between her teeth, "My whole life, you've destroyed it! Destroyed it!!!"

And all of this, because of a little misunderstanding, heh heh heh, how ridiculous!

He was grabbed by the collar, looking unusually disheveled. However, he didn't move at all. Instead, his gaze fell on the tears constantly welling up in her eyes. His chest felt like millions of ants were crawling all over it, a searing pain that was unbearable, like being cut with a knife and burned by fire.

He struggled to open his mouth, but no sound came out. He just reached out and touched her eye.

向晚 clenched her teeth and turned her head, trying to dodge his hand.

"I'm sorry." He Hanchuan pulled her face back, looking down at her, his fingers trembling slightly as he wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes.

"Sorry" Xiangwan forcefully swatted his hand away, her eyes bloodshot. "What can an apology do Can it heal my leg, erase my scars, or make my relationship with my parents go back to the way it was"

"No! Nothing... uh, cough, cough, cough!"

She covered her mouth, her face suddenly shifting from flushed red to ashen gray, her lips a purplish hue, and her breathing became much more rapid than before.

Ge Hanchuan's pupils dilated slightly, and the color drained from his face. He took a few steps forward, scooped her up at the waist, and gently placed her on the bed.

"Hang on, the doctor will be here soon!" He pressed the emergency button, sat beside her bed, took off his suit jacket and put it over her, weakly grasping her hand with his limbs.

Her hands were small and thin, almost bony. Holding them felt rough, like if I squeezed too hard, I could break her fingers.ne liked to step on her headShe looked at this former friend, whom she had once thought honorable and upright, and slowly knelt down. It was her fault for being blind and failing to see people clearly...