Chapter 51 Perhaps I Look Better?

e to arrange."After hanging up the phone, He Hanchuan refocused his attention on the document in front of him, but he couldn't bring himself to read a single word.Not crying or making a fuss, acceptin..."You misunderstood." Two years ago, misunderstandings like this would have made Xiang Wan feel sweet.

Now, she dared not harbor any delusions, only wanting to distance herself to prevent He Hanchuan from thinking she had ulterior motives.

He didn't seem to notice her little thoughts, just slightly raised the corner of his lips, "You are the birthday star today, you can do whatever you like."

"You, child." Zhao Yu smiled, tucking a stray strand of hair behind her ear, and asked Xiang Wan, "Does the dress still fit"

Towards Evening lightly pursed her lips and glanced at He Hanchuan.

"I ask you, what do you see him doing" Zhao Yu laughed.

He leaned casually against the railing, his voice light, "Maybe because I'm more handsome"

"How narcissistic are you" Zhao Yu laughed helplessly, sizing up Xiang Wan with a scrutinizing gaze. "Why is the dress on you different from before"

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He paused his gaze before her, his brows furrowing slightly, before looking away and returning to his usual composure.

"That's right," Zhao Yu mused, "Actually, there's no need to change it. If her chest becomes smaller, she can just wear a thicker bra."

Towards Evening stiffly pulled at her lips, not knowing what to say.

"Alright, don't be sad. Han Chuan isn't that superficial a person." Zhao Yu held her hand and patted it a few times, smiling at He Hanchuan, "Right"

He gazed down at Xiang Wan, who stood two steps below him. A hint of a smile played on Han Chuan's lips, but he remained silent.

"Auntie, you really misunderstood. Mr. He already has Miss Jiang in his heart. I won't be as infatuated and delusional as before." Hearing this, Xiang Wan's face suddenly paled, and her voice was slightly more hurried than usual.

A glint of darkness flashed in He Hanchuan's eyes, and the temperature in his voice dropped a few degrees. "I'll give you credit for knowing your own limitations."

He stood up and said without turning back, "I'm going upstairs to change my clothes."

Towards Evening's throat tightened, he indeed thought she was still thinking about him, and became angry.

"Hanchuan might not even know who he likes himself." Zhao Yu glanced at He Hanchuan's back. "Well, let's not talk about these depressing things. People are almost here, why don't you come down with me and mingle"

向晚 was self-aware and didn't want to cause her trouble, "Auntie, I..."

"I know what you're thinking. Words are spoken by others, and nobody can control that. Don't overthink it," Zhao Yu smiled, pulling her along. "Come on."

向晚 walked beside her, her heart feeling like a spice rack that had been knocked over, unable to tell what flavor it was.

As soon as the two of them stepped out of the building, they ran into Yu Jingyun.

"Excuse me, Madam. May I have a few words with Wanwan alone" Seeing the two of them holding hands as they came down, Yu Jingyun was somewhat surprised.

Zhao Yu smiled, "It's not impossible, but I have to ask first: as a mother, or as Madam Xiang"

Yu Jingyin twisted her delicate willow brows, feeling very embarrassed.

"Mom, why don't you go entertain the guests first I'll be there in a bit." Knowing that her mother was easily persuaded, Xiang Wan ultimately couldn't bear to make things difficult for her.

"Alright then." Zhao Yu nodded at Jingyun and left.

Yijing glanced around, then whispered to Wanwan, "Wanwan, let's move to a different place to talk. There are too many people here."

Is this embarrassing her Then why come find her at all Xiǎo Wan felt a dull ache in her heart, but she still agreed.

The two of them moved to a more secluded spot. At that, Jingyun worriedly asked, "Wanwan, they say you...for money..." She choked up, "...sold your body, is this true"

"No." Xiang Wan lowered her eyes, concealing the bitterness in them.

At this, Jingyun hesitated for a moment before asking hesitantly, "Then why do you work at Dream Weaver" usual sleeping schedule," Liu Shu said, her tone laced with gunpowder. "We usually go to bed after midnight, and staying here a little later in the evening doesn't bother anyone.""Mrs. Lu added, "Mr...