Mr. He, don't mess around

Chapter 2 Mr. He, long time no see
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His forehead hit the window glass abruptly, and it hurt a little.While rubbing gently, Xiang Wan raised his head to see what happened.

The driver cursed, but got out of the car anyway.

Seeing that it was Bentley who was hit, his face turned green.

"It's really unlucky. I said that it's not good luck to pick up the social dregs who come out of the prison every day. Sure enough, nothing good..."

Xiang Wan was getting out of the car when he was pushed by the grumpy driver and fell heavily into the snow.

The people around were looking at her curiously, most of them looked contemptuously, her face turned pale, her head was bowed, feeling ashamed and in pain.

Until, a pair of shiny leather shoes appeared in her sight.

She froze for a moment, and looked up the straight handmade suit pants, only to see the face that had appeared in her dreams countless times...

When Xiang Wan was born, Mrs. Xiang asked someone to tell her a fortune. The man said that the first 20 years of her life were smooth and smooth, but the second half of her life was extremely rough.

Unexpectedly, after so many years, one word became a prophecy.

He Hanchuan seemed to be tougher and handsomer than two years ago, but the disgusted eyes looking at her were no different from two years ago.

She stared blankly at him, and after a while, she suddenly realized how ugly she is now, she couldn't help lowering her head, struggling to get up from the ground, but just as she moved, she was held down by the black umbrella in his hand Shoulder.

"I haven't seen you in two years, are you dumb? Can't even say hello?"

Her legs hurt badly. Being pressed by him like this, her knees felt like being pricked by needles. In such a cold weather, her forehead was sweating from the pain, she gritted her teeth, and said in a trembling voice: "He... ... Mr. He, long time no see."

He Hanchuan looked down at her condescendingly. He didn't see clearly in the car just now. When he got out of the car, he realized that it was really her. He even forgot that today was the day she was released from prison.

It had to be said that Xiang Wan had changed a lot.

The long hair that was carefully cared for has become the uniform short hair at the ear level in the detention center, as dry as straw.A face is sallow, especially with several old and new wounds on it.

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't match up with the high-spirited little princess of the Xiang family back then.

But he was not surprised, after all, how good it was to get out of there, seeing her in such a mess, He Hanchuan's eyes suddenly turned cold, which seemed to be a bit worse than the snowstorm that filled the sky.

"Sure enough, it has changed."

She was taken aback, then raised her head, and saw him reach out and take out a cigarette to light it, thick white smoke lingered.Against the backdrop of that face that turned all sentient beings upside down, it became more and more flirtatious.

Then he smiled very lightly, "Since the driver has decided that he is unlucky today, don't let him feel that his judgment is wrong, Secretary Li, write down his work number, and send the compensation contract to he."

The driver was suddenly struck by lightning.

Xiang Wan was numb and didn't know how to react. She didn't dare to move. The He Hanchuan in front of her was still the same as two years ago, killing and cutting decisively, leaving no room for trouble.

She can't be bothered.

"Mr. He, if you have nothing else to do, can you let me go?"

"Leave?" He caught the word, raised his hand to lift her chin with the tip of his umbrella, and said in a cool voice, "Xiang Wan, you should know that two years to atone for your sins is really too short."

Xiang Wan shivered, not because of the weather, but because of fear.

The inhuman torture in the prison was so vivid that she would tremble even thinking about it. When she was sent to the prison, the Xiang family automatically classified her as an abandoned child. In the past two years, no one visited her. jailed.

She knew that that was He Hanchuan's meaning. To him, she was like a fish on a chopping board, and she had no strength to resist if she was slaughtered by him.

But now...

(End of this chapter)