Chapter 93: Who Am I Doing This For?
re, but at this moment they all looked at her with disgust, as if she were a disgusting maggot."Aren't you getting up yet Waiting for someone to help you" He Hanchuan glared at her with cold eyes, his...Glancing furtively at the people on this side, now openly staring directly at He Hanchuan and his group.
He smiled faintly, glanced at Jiang's mother and said, "Do you think I delayed Qingran's marriage"
"Of course!" Mother Jiang said with one hand on her waist and her head slightly tilted upward, "If Qingran didn't like you, I wouldn't have let her marry you. I would have arranged a different marriage for her long ago and married her off to someone else!"
The onlookers couldn't help but chuckle, shaking their heads at how a prestigious scholarly family like the Lins could raise such a daughter. She was completely clueless in both her words and actions.
"If I delay Qingran's wedding, then I owe you an apology." He Hanchuan slightly bent his waist and said, "You don't have to feel sorry for Qingran either. If it's time to arrange her marriage, just do so. I will never stop you."
Jiang's mother didn't expect him to say that. She was stunned for a moment, then pointed at him for a long time, her face flushed with anger, but she couldn't say a word.
"Mom, what are you doing here" Jiang Qingran rolled her wheelchair to her side, the redness in her eyes hadn't subsided, and there was a touch of vulnerability in her usually gentle demeanor.
Jiang Qi Feng stood behind the wheelchair, his brow furrowed, anger blazing in his eyes. He glared at He Hanchuan fiercely, clenching his fists tightly without a word.
"I'll get justice for you!" Mother Jiang said a barrage of insults to He Hanchuan, her face turning dark green as she finished. "He doesn't look down on you, our family won't marry him! Come on, I'm going back right now to find you another match. I'll make sure he regrets it!"
She pushed Jiang Qifeng aside and wheeled herself away.
Jiang Qingran held onto the wheels with both hands, her strength perfectly counteracting that of her mother. The wheelchair didn't budge. She sighed, a look of resignation on her face, "Mom, stop."
"You're saying I'm making a fuss Are you calling me crazy" Jiang's mother loosened her grip on the wheelchair and pointed at herself, her voice filled with hurt and anger. "What have I done to deserve this"
Jiang Qingran's face turned pale, and she explained softly, "Mom, please don't be angry. I just think that this birthday banquet was hosted by your sister-in-law for Xiang Wan, so it's not fair to blame Brother Hanchuan."
He stood by, lowering his gaze to look at the wine glass in his hand, as if none of it concerned him.
"You haven't even gotten married yet, and you're already turning your elbow outwards" Upon hearing this, Jiang's mother was furious to the extreme, her voice sharp and slightly broken.
She turned her head to look at Jiang Qi Feng, clutching his arm tightly, and pointed at Jiang Qing Ran, saying with a mixture of grievance and anger: "A Feng, you judge for me, haven't I done all this for her good!"
"Mom, please keep it down." Jiang Qifeng glanced at the onlookers, feeling both embarrassed and angry. He said in a very low voice, "Don't you remember how much trouble you caused when you talked nonsense to Uncle He Hanchuan and Wan Wan did indeed do..."
"Enough!" Jiang's mother pushed him away and interrupted him sharply, "You two are all grown up now, with your wings hardened, refusing to listen to me anymore, is that it Fine! I'm leaving. I'll just go!"
After that, she saw that she didn't look at her siblings again. She left in a fit of anger amidst the crowd watching the spectacle.
Jiang Qi Feng furrowed his brow, but after chasing two steps, he stopped and returned to Jiang Qing Ran's side.
Jiang Qingran watched as Jiang Mu's figure disappeared at the doorway, letting out a soft sigh. Her brows were tinged with a hint of loss and sorrow.
She called over the waiter, took a glass of red wine, and turned her wheelchair to He Hanchuan's side. She bit her lip and said: "My mom has been protected by our family since she was young, so her personality is a little too simple, and she does everything based on her mood. What she just said wasn't meant maliciously, I hope Brother Hanchuan doesn't blame her."
"Aunt Lin's words aren't wrong." He Hanchuan sat down on the chair, looking at her eye to eye, "You're not young anymore, you should get married. Our He family will never stop you. When you get married, I'll send a generous gift."
At this, Jiang Qingran's nostrils narrowed slightly, and a dark glint flashed quickly in her eyes.
Jiang Qifeng walked in front of the two, looking down at them with disdain mixed with jealousy and annoyance, "You made Qingran lose her right leg, and made her wait for two years. Now that Wan is out of prison, you want to cancel the marriage with Qingran!"
"Brother, don't misunderstand Brother Hanchuan. He only said that because he was angered by Mom." Jiang Qingran raised her cup to He Hanchuan, "I apologize for my mother."
She raised her glass, taking a sip with elegant poise, and placed the empty cup on the table.
"Your mother must have been incredibly lucky to give birth to a daughter like you." He raised his glass to her, but only took a sip, perfunctorily saying, "I have something else to attend to. Excuse me."
Jiang Qi Feng was extremely displeased with him and wanted to follow up and say something, but Jiang Qing Ran stopped him.
She shook her head at him, "Brother, if you truly care for me, then please say less on my behalf in front of Brother Hanchuan. Everything I do is by my own choice."
"I don't understand, what's so good about He Hanchuan that you refuse to marry anyone else" Jiang Qi Feng finished two glasses of red wine and sat down, turning his head to look at her with a frustrated expression. "He doesn't have you in his heart at all. You're so smart, don't you see that"
Jiang Qingran smiled and asked bitterly, "Then what about your brother Why would he go all in knowing that Xiang Wan doesn't have feelings for him"
"But I hope you won't regret this later." Jiang Qi Feng's eyes dimmed, and after a long silence, he said in a complicated tone.
"No." Jiang Qingran lowered her eyes, her eyelashes trembling a few times. "Besides, what use is there in regretting"
She raised her eyes to glance at him, a faint smile playing on her lips. "Just like your brother, even if he regrets and blames himself in his heart, isn't he still thinking of Xiangwan"
Jiang Qi Feng's body stiffened suddenly, his eyes filled with shock and guilt.
He wanted to say something, but Jiang Qingran spoke before him: "Your mother really went all out for Xiang Wan. Even the new secretary of the municipal committee, who Brother rarely gets to see, is here. Let's go."
He Hanchuan always felt that the Jiang family was a pain, like water striders, once they stuck on, you couldn't get rid of them easily. But tonight, the Jiang family was especially annoying. Just as he got rid of those three, Mr. Jiang came over.
"Just now, the hotel manager mentioned it to me. You asked them to look for Xiang Wan, right" Father Jiang's voice was gentle.
"He chuckled and said, 'I wonder how Qingran always knows what I'm doing. It seems like a special talent passed down through the family.'"
“I’m not that capable, I only heard a bit by chance.” Father Jiang waved his hand and took a sip of champagne. “I don’t mean anything else, just wanted to say: I know a few people at the traffic police department, would you like me to ask them to check where they went”
"Thanks, Uncle Jiang," He Hanchuan said. "But if I want to know where Xiangwan went, I can just give her a call. No need for all this trouble."
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