self-preservation alone, then things will be different."Toward Jian Guo put the teacup on the table, "No matter how I think about it, wouldn't the result be the same anyway""Hmph." He Hanchuan let out...She turned to the gentle woman beside her, her eyes curving into a smile. "Sister-in-law, it's been a long time."

"Two years haven't seen you, how...how did you...become so thin" Lin Nalu looked at her abnormally thin jawline, and as soon as she opened her mouth, her eyes turned red.

Xiang Yu's face was full of concern, and he quickly wiped her tears, "You just said you were happy to see Wanwan, how come you started crying again"

"Are you her older brother" Lin Nalulu glared at him, tears streaming down her face. "Wanwan has become so thin, who knows what hardships she's endured these past two years!"

"Bro, sis-in-law, let's talk somewhere else." Xiang Wan glanced around. This place was crowded and full of people, not a good place to talk.

If anyone dared to tell He Hanchuan that she was still in contact with Xiang Jia, everything she had done this period would be meaningless.

The couple knew she liked grilled fish, so they drove her to a grilled fish restaurant.

Lin Nalu usually quite enjoyed eating grilled fish, but at this moment, sitting across from Xiang Wan, looking at her scars and gaunt cheeks, she couldn't eat a bite.

She picked up her chopsticks, then put them down again. "Wanwan, these past two years... haven't you been doing well"

"Sister-in-law is overthinking it. Even criminals are human, how bad can they be" Xiang Wan's eyes dimmed for a moment before she smiled and put a piece of fish belly meat on her plate. "I actually heard some interesting stories while I was in prison."

"Tell me about it" Seeing that she was unwilling to talk about those sad things, Lin Naolu's heart ached even more, but she didn't force her to reveal her wounds.

Xiang Yu didn't disguise his emotions, he picked out the fish bones with a sullen face and then put them on his sister and wife's plates.

A scammer who made nearly 20 million in fraudulent activity loved playing games. When the police caught him at an internet cafe, his only request was to finish his current game because he didn't want to be scolded for getting disconnected.

There was also a murderer who was careful and cautious, on the run for eight years. As a result of going to a concert, he was identified by a facial recognition machine at the entrance.

Towards Evening smiled and told seven or eight funny stories about prisoners. Lin Nalu would occasionally chime in with an agreement, but everyone knew that no one could laugh genuinely. Their laughter was just for show.

"Don't talk about this anymore!" Xiang Yu put down his chopsticks, his face grim as he asked, "I heard that you were forced to kneel at the club and were even harassed and targeted. Is it true"

Lin Na Lu elbowed him, giving him a look, but he still stared intently at Xiang Wan, determined to ask.

"Just rumors. Didn't everyone else say I was a vicious murderer" Xiang Wan paused, lowering her eyes and saying.

Xiang Yu stared at her for a while, suddenly picked up the beer on the table, took a gulp, and slammed it down with a thud, his voice noticeably darker, "Wanwan, you're lying."

Towards the evening, she didn't speak. She just picked up a piece of fish and put it in her mouth, but couldn't taste anything.

That's the default.

"How come you didn't tell us... didn't tell any of us about this" Lin Nalulu looked conflicted.

She knew her younger sister's temper well, as capricious and arrogant as the day. Now she was being played like this.

"So what" Xiang Wan stuffed another piece of fish into her mouth, giving a self-deprecating smile. "Are you and ge worried about me"

Bang!

向 Yu slammed the beer down on the table, making a loud noise that drew curious glances from several other tables.

"Your voice is too soft!" Lin Nalu tugged on his arm.

"No one in City A is willing to go against He Hanchuan, so I'll just find the new Secretary of the Municipal Party Committee!" Xiang Yu propped up the table and stood up, his eyes bloodshot as he pressed his voice low, "I don't believe it, for heaven's sake! In such a large City A, could this He be able to cover the sky with one hand!"

"Don't be impulsive, calm down." Lin Nalú wasn't like him, a hotheaded youth. She thought things through more, tugging at his sleeve and gesturing for him to sit down.

He wrenched his hands away from her, veins bulging on his neck, "Calm down, calm down, calm down! If I stay calm any longer, Wanwan will be killed!"

When he yelled at her like that, Lin Na-lu was taken aback. She pursed her lips and didn't say another word, but her eyes were already red with tears.

"Sister-in-law hasn't offended you, why are you yelling at her Are you sick" Xiang Wan put down her chopsticks and sighed helplessly, giving Xiang Yu a look.

Xiang Yu yelled out and immediately regretted it. He coughed a few times and quickly went to appease his wife. He said all sorts of sweet nothings like "my heart, my treasure, I love you," and Lin Nalu's face finally improved.

"It's useless to find a new secretary for the municipal committee." Xiang Wan briefly told Ren Xiaoya what she had done.

A heavy silence fell over the table.

After a long while, Xiangyu impatiently tousled his hair, "If there's really no other way, I might as well drive into that bastard and go to jail!"

"You're not alone anymore. Think about your sister-in-law and the two children before you speak or act." Xiang Wan looked at the bandage still on his head, a warmth spreading through her usually cold heart.

It's nice that someone still cares about how she feels.

toward Yu gnashed his teeth, his face turning livid. "This won't do, and that won't do either. Do you expect me to just stand by and watch him torture you to death There's no way I can do that!"

"I didn't say I was going to wait for death," Xiang Wan said softly under their gazes. "I've already figured out a way to leave the club, don't worry."

When asked what the solution was, she remained silent.

After finishing her meal,向晚 returned to the dormitory.

Zhou Miao was also in the dormitory. Seeing her come back, she seemed a little awkward. After about half an hour, she stammered, "I'm sorry about what happened today."

It's unclear if she was trying to use this as a way for A-wei to apologize to He Hanchuan and the others, or if she came back to apologize to A-wei herself.

Upon hearing this, Yua lightly hummed in acknowledgement and didn't say anything further.

"Si Tu," Zhou Miao's heart itched like a cat scratching, after much hesitation, she cautiously spoke up, "Miss Jiang's leg... really... you broke it, didn't you"

Towards Evening's body stiffened for a moment, just like before, she let out a soft hum.

"Miss Jiang is beautiful and gentle. She seems nice. Why did you break her leg" Zhou Miao walked up to her and asked.

"I just can't stand her." Xiang Wan continued sorting through the clothes she had just bought, not even lifting her head. "Besides, I didn't want to just break her leg, I wanted to kill her. But she's lucky, she didn't die."

Zhou Miao remained silent for half a day.

Meanwhile,向晚 continued to tidy her clothes. After tidying up half of them, she took out two pieces of clothing and put them on Zhou Miao's bed.

She doesn't like owing favors.

"But I don't think you're that kind of person," Zhou Miao suddenly said.

Xiangwan's hand froze on her clothes, she looked up at her, her eyes seemed to have a layer of mist.

At this moment, someone knocked on the door. Zhou Miao quickly ran to open it. She took the clothes from her colleague and unfolded them, her eyes nearly popping out. "Are you sure this is for Xiang Wan, not for the cleaning lady"

"Of course, I'm sure. I find it strange too, it seems like everyone's clothes haven't changed, only W向晚 has. Wearing this outfit, I think someone will definitely complain tomorrow!" Her colleague rolled her eyes and said that before walking away.

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