Chapter 239: Hate me this much?

rly grew grass on his head. She told him to use a wheelchair to go for a spin, but he refused, saying it would be embarrassing to be seen in one.This time, in order to see Wanwan, I still have to use...Upon hearing this, Jiang Qingran's body stiffened, and the blood on her face slowly receded.

"It was Kan Chuan who proposed the cancellation of the engagement," Jiang's father continued. "Old Master He said he couldn't stop it and expressed regret over the fact that a marriage with the Jiang family wouldn't happen. He also said that if you changed your mind and wanted to marry someone else in the He family, he would be delighted to have you as his granddaughter-in-law."

"Mother Jiang's eyes widened in disbelief as she exclaimed, "We are so good together! How can Hanchuan possibly want to break off the engagement What on earth is he thinking"

"You should be more reserved." Seeing Jiang Qingran's displeasure, Jiang's father said to Jiang's mother.

Jiang's mother muttered two words in a low voice, looking at Jiang Qingran with worry.

"Qingran, Runze is no less than Hanchuan in terms of kindness, and he has always harbored feelings for you. Why don't you consider..." Father Jiang began to counsel.

But before he could finish, Jiang Qingran interrupted with a wry smile, “Dad, my engagement to Hanchuan has been circulating for two years now. As a result, I broke off the engagement and married Runze. What do you think others will think of me”

"Just rumors, they'll die down after a while. When did you start caring so much about what others say" Father Jiang said.

Jiang Qingran's eyes flickered, and she bit her lip and said, "My grandfather and the others are on their way, Dad and Mom should hurry over too. If none of our family members are home, my grandfather won't be happy."

"When you talk about your grandfather, I get angry!" Jiang's mother complained: "Marrying a woman who acted like a miss, I truly don't know..."

Jiang Qingran's mind was in turmoil, but she forced a smile and interrupted her, "It's getting late. Mom and Dad, you should head over quickly. I have something to attend to, and I'll be there soon."

"Then be careful on your way." Father Jiang left, embracing his chattering Mother Jiang.

Jiang Qingran watched as the couple entered the elevator. The smile on her face disappeared completely. She took out her phone and called the cooperating lawyer at Qi Hang Law Firm.

"Hello, my name is Jiang Qingran." Jiang Qingran exchanged pleasantries with the person opposite her for a while before asking, "I would like to ask, is it convenient to file a lawsuit now"

"That's okay, if you're in a hurry, I can file a lawsuit with the court right now and get the results quickly."

"This is how it is," Jiang Qingran said softly, "I don't want Xiang Wan to be arrested on charges of attempted murder. If she apologizes to me after I sue her, I'm willing to drop the charges."

After a pause, he asked, "Ms. Jiang's meaning is that she wants to sue as soon as possible, but doesn't want the verdict to come out too quickly"

Jiang Qingran hummed softly and asked in a gentle voice, "Can I"

After getting his consent, she thanked him again and again before hanging up the phone.

During the time between the filing of the lawsuit and the final judgment, Kawanaka-kun would definitely come to see her. She believed she could reach a satisfactory settlement.

*

Towards the evening, A-Wan didn't eat dinner. Around midnight, she was so hungry that she couldn't stand it anymore. She put on her pajamas and went downstairs to look for something to eat.

Bang!

In the dark living room, a thud of heavy object hitting the ground was suddenly heard, accompanied by a man's muffled groan.

向晚 slightly furrowed her brows, took a few steps back, picked up the vase with the rose bouquet, and walked lightly towards the direction of the sound.

That person had propped himself up off the ground, staggering to his feet. He sat down on the sofa, hands clasped over his knees, his face hidden in the darkness.

向晚 pursed her lips, raising the vase with both hands above her head—

It was me.

At that time, He Hanchuan’s voice, slightly hoarse, rang out.

In the darkness, Yelan's eyes flashed, but she still didn't hesitate to smash the vase towards his head.

But the vase didn't land on He Hanchuan's body. He dodged with a slight turn of his head, then grabbed Xiang Wan's wrist and pulled her into his embrace.

When unable to see, a person's sense of smell and touch become much more acute. A-Wan was forced to lie in his burning chest, each breath filled with his scent, making every cell in her body feel extremely uncomfortable.

"Let go!" she hissed.

He grabbed her wrist, dodging the vase in her hand. It shattered on the ground with a crash. "You knew it was me, why did you still throw the vase"

"Too much inertia, couldn't control it." Xiang Wan said faintly.

When he spoke, his breath was scalding, his body too. It made her insides churn with irritation. She found the hand resting on her waist and twisted it hard to pry him off.

However, as soon as she was pried open, before she could even stand up, he flipped her over and pressed her down onto the sofa.

"What are you doing!"

He rested his head on Xiang Wan's shoulder, his lips falling unknowingly onto her neck, sending a shiver down her spine.

Her pupils dilated suddenly, and she pushed him away with both hands, but the moment she pushed him up a little, he pressed her down again, his hands still tightly imprisoning her waist.

"Hate me this much" He Hanchuan's voice was hoarse.

He was talking about how A-wei wanted to throw a vase at him.

“Yes! I wish you were dead!” Xiang Wan gritted her teeth, then shoved him hard, quickly standing up.

She didn't even glance at He Hanchuan, who stumbled and fell to the ground, she turned her head and ran up the spiral staircase.

"I have a fever," He Hanchuan's voice, usually indifferent, sounded weak and lacking its usual strength from behind.

W向晚 stopped in her tracks, turned around, and saw him still lying on the ground, motionless. "Do you have a fever It seems pretty bad"

"Hmm." He Hanchuan sat up from the ground. Even such a simple action seemed difficult for him to do.

Having stayed in the darkness for so long, Xiang Wan could see things much clearer now. She saw that He Hanchuan's face was pale and grim, and when she had just approached him, his body temperature was high. He hadn't lied to her.

She pursed her lips and walked towards him.

He watched her getting closer to him, a barely perceptible curve playing on his lips.

Towards Evening walked before him, squatted down, and felt the temperature of his head with her hand. Then, just as he opened his mouth to say something, she suddenly reached out and unbuttoned his shirt.

Moonlight streamed through the window, illuminating He Hanchuan's delicate and sexy collarbone and向晚's rapidly moving fingers. The light wasn't so clear, but it cast a hazy veil over the scene, making it even more alluring.

"A-Wait..." Helian Chuan looked up at her, suddenly reaching out to grab her wrist. His eyes were deep and dark, with a flicker of fire burning in their depths.

Towards the end, she gave him a cold glance. She forcefully wrenched her hand away from his grasp and swiftly plucked the jade pendant from his neck. Then, she turned around and ran back upstairs.

He watched her walk away without hesitation, buttoning up his shirt. A hint of self-deprecation and melancholy crossed his eyes.

Xiangwan returned to her room and carefully placed the jade pendant around her neck before lying back on the bed.

She turned off the lights, closed her eyes, and though she was very tired, for some reason, perhaps because she was hungry, she tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep.

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（b/24/24658/）to see what Yu Jingyun has to say to me now! I've treated her way better than Hui Lan ever has. Why is she blaming me for Hui Lan"Zhong Shaoning cursed under his breath, smashed a vase on the ground,...