man in a suit with glasses walked over.The man looked to be in his thirties, with a crew cut and an ordinary appearance. After seeing Xiang Wan, he sized her up silently for a few moments before exten..."Xiangyu, "Two years in prison, you couldn't bear it Just hold on for a while longer, okay"

Xiang Wan licked her dry lips, saying nothing.

"Don't you believe me" Xiang Yu raised his hand, "Brother swears, if I can't do what I said, let me go out and get hit by a car, be struck by lightning on a rainy day, and die a horrible death!!!"

向晚 grabbed his raised hand, "Brother, don't do this..."

"Then promise me, okay Don't try to end your life again, will you" Xiang Yu pleaded urgently. "You survived prison life, which was so unbearable. Now it's better than being in there, right Just..."

"No, not good at all." Xiang Wan interrupted him in a hoarse voice, "Brother, do you know what it feels like to be called a murderer everywhere you go"

She took a deep breath and trembled as she said, “Do you know how humiliating it is to kneel down and apologize to someone Do you know...how much it hurts me when Dad runs away from me”

Behind bars, she kept deceiving herself, telling herself that things would be better once she was released.

When she finally saw it, she realized, oh, reality can be so cruel.

"Brother, just pretend you never had a sister like me. Just let me leave quietly, okay" Xiang Wan tried to smile weakly. "I'll try my best to make it look like a natural car accident. I won't give He Hanchuan any excuse to take it out on the..." family.

"Well, that's a clever plan."

At that moment, the ward door creaked open and He Hanchuan walked in with a smirk.

His usually meticulous suit was a bit disheveled, and he had a thin layer of sweat on his forehead. It was unclear whether it was due to the high temperature of the hospital air conditioning or something else.

Towards Evening's face turned deathly pale, fear and panic etched across her features.

How could he be here

"Staging a car accident to fool me" He Hanchuan took step by step towards the hospital bed, his deep eyes fixed on her, "Do you think you're clever Or do you think I look like an idiot"

Xiang Yu tensed his spine and stood up, blocking Xiang Wan's front. "He Hanchuan, don't go too far! Jiang Qingran's leg is a leg, but Wanwan's leg isn't a leg She got her leg broken by you, and she served her sentence. What else do you want"

"Mr. Chen has quite a temper." He Hanchuan tilted his head and said lightly.

Xiang Yu was about to say something else, but Xiang Wan tugged at his sleeve and shook her head at him.

He frowned, shifting restlessly to the side.

"Mr. He," Xiang Wan sat up, looking at He Hanchuan, "Since you and Miss Jiang dislike me so much, I'll use my wretched life to make up for the mistakes I made two years ago. What do you think"

Her face was pale, her work uniform hanging loosely on her thin and frail frame.

He looked down at her, the placidity in her eyes like stagnant water, completely different from the arrogance and fervor, the adoration of two years ago.

He pressed his thin lips into a tight line, an air of restlessness about him. “Death is too easy,” he muttered.

“Turns out my whole life isn’t even worth a single leg of Miss Jiang’s…” Xiang Wan tugged at her lips, trying to smile, but couldn’t. All she felt was pathetic. “I understand.”

"Hé, you're being too much!" Xiang Yu clenched his fists, bloodshot veins creeping up his eyeballs.

He touched the wrinkles on his suit, sounding nonchalant. "Mr. Xiang should thank me instead, if it weren't for me, Xi Wan might not have chosen to live."

Xiang Yu's anger almost burst from his chest, he raised his fist and swung it at He Hanchuan's face.

"Brother!" Xiangwan pulled out the needle, barefoot, and stood in front of He Hanchuan. They couldn't afford to provoke He Hanchuan.

Toward's fist stopped in mid-air, his eyes bloodshot, gritting his teeth as he said, "Wǎnwàn, let me go!"

"It's getting late, your sister-in-law and the children are definitely waiting for you. You should go back first." Xiang Wan's eyes were full of pleading. Her brother was the only one who treated her well; she couldn't drag him down because of herself.

Xiang Yu retracted his fists, suppressing the tears welling up in his eyes, and glared at He Hanchuan, "He Hanchuan, remember this, if anything happens to my sister, I will give my life to make you pay..."

"Brother, go back," Xiang Wan tugged at his clothes, interrupting him. "Be careful of the wound on your head, and come to the hospital immediately if anything feels wrong."

Towards Yu stared at her with crimson eyes, wanting to say something, but his throat felt as if it were stuffed with cotton, unable to utter a single word.

After a moment, he pulled out a card and shoved it into her hand. He glared at He Hanchuan standing beside him before turning and walking away.

Towards Evening lowered her head and glanced at the card in her hand. It was still the same one from last time. She sighed silently, placing the card back into the pocket of her work uniform.

As long as she doesn't touch the money on her card, her parents probably won't know.

"I'm sorry," she said to He Hanchuan, bowing ninety degrees with exhaustion. "I apologize for what just happened. Please forgive me."

"You siblings have a good relationship." He Hanchuan said meaningfully.

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"I'm not an emperor of a feudal dynasty, and I don't have the habit of making people bow nine times." He Hanchuan lowered his eyes to look at her, his brows furrowed slightly, "Get up."

Xiange's bruises on her knee hadn't healed yet, and her stomach hurt terribly. She propped herself up with both hands, struggling to stand.

"Why am I getting an IV" He Hanchuan tilted his head and glanced at the IV drip.

The smell of alcohol still lingered in her mouth, making Xiangwan feel nauseous. She tried her best to suppress the turmoil in her heart, but when she spoke, her voice was still tinged with a bitterness that couldn't be concealed. "I drank too much, my stomach is acting up."

He paused, his dark eyes lingering on her for a few seconds before looking away, giving an indifferent hum.

Knowing she shouldn't have any fantasies and that he wouldn't feel guilty for it, Yue was still disheartened when all he said in response was a casual "hmm."

It turned out that her status in his heart was lower than she had imagined... She overestimated herself.

Knock, knock!

Someone knocked on the door, and before there was a response, they pushed it open and walked in.

Jiang Qingran, wearing a white cocktail dress, sat in a wheelchair. A perfect smile graced her face as she saw He Hanchuan was also here. Her eyes flashed with surprise and jealousy for a moment, but she quickly recovered her composure.

She pushed the wheelchair to his side and said shyly, "I didn't expect Brother Hanchuan to remember that I was coming for rehabilitation today. I thought you were so busy that you forgot."

Toward Evening lowered her head, her hands hanging loosely at her sides, clutching her clothes tightly. She could feel the chill of the floor spreading up her legs and into her heart, an icy sensation all around.

No wonder Ge Hanchuan came to the hospital, it turned out that Jiang Qingran was here for rehabilitation.

"How's your leg recovering" He Hanchuan glanced at Jiang Qingran's legs exposed in the cold weather, a hint of irony flashing in his eyes.

"The doctor said that even if he recovered, it wouldn't be the same as before," Jiang Qingran smiled bitterly and said in a low voice, "It's okay though, even if I can't dance for the rest of my life, I won't blame Xiangwan."

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