Mr. He, don't mess around

Chapter 27
Meng Lan agreed with a smile, took out the medicine box to treat Xiang Wan's wound, and asked casually, "Do you want to prepare clothes for Xiang Wan?"

"No need." He Hanchuan walked to the table and threw most of the remaining cigarettes into the ashtray.

The alcohol soaked into the wound, and it hurt a little. A layer of cold sweat broke out on Xiang Wan's forehead. He gritted his teeth and didn't make a sound, but his heart became more and more uneasy.

Why did Menglan suddenly ask if she wanted to prepare clothes for her?Do you want her to accompany the guests?

"Okay." Meng Lan packed the medicine box, looked up at her, and clicked her tongue, "This scar on her head...is really a pity."

"Thank you, Sister Menglan, then I'll go first." Hearing this, Xiang Wan felt more and more uneasy. She stood up pale and wanted to go out.

He Hanchuan called her from behind, "I let you go?"

"Do you have anything else to do?" Xiang Wan turned around and asked with difficulty.

He Hanchuan didn't make a sound, just passed her and walked towards the door. Seeing that she hadn't come over for a long time, he stopped, frowned and said, "Still not following?"

Xiang Wan clutched the hem of his clothes, and followed behind him with legs that seemed to be filled with lead.

As the sun set, his figure stretched out very long, overlapping with her figure, weighing so heavily that she could hardly breathe.

"Mr. He." The driver had been waiting beside the Bentley, and after He Hanchuan got into the car, he closed the door.

Xiang Wan walked around to the other end, and just as he stepped on the car with his right foot, He Hanchuan said faintly, "Bring her something to spread, so that she doesn't get dirty."

Xiang Wan's body froze for a moment, and she silently put her feet back. She only felt that standing in the autumn wind in this thin overalls made her feel cold from body to heart.

There were no ready-made towels or seat cushions in the car, so the driver finally took a pile of tissues and spread them on the seat Xiang Wan was going to sit in, so that she would not 'dirty' the seat.

"Lay it on the floor too." He Hanchuan sat in the car and looked at the documents without even looking at Xiang Wan.

The driver held a tissue and smiled at Xiang Wan embarrassingly.

"It's okay, my shoes are dirty, let's put them on." The sun had completely set, and the cold air penetrated through the clothes and penetrated into the pores, making Xiang Wan's body shiver from the cold.

After the driver finished covering, she got into the car with her back straight, not daring or willing to touch the seat, lest He Hanchuan say that she had soiled his car.

The car drove all the way.

Xiang Wan turned her head and looked out the window. The shopping mall she used to like to visit was demolished, and now it has become a club.The snack street near G University has also changed its appearance before, and it has been converted into a shopping mall.

She spent two years in prison, and after she came out, the whole world seemed to have changed.

The car finally stopped in front of a five-star hotel. After Xiang Wan got off the car, she realized that there were already many luxury cars parked here, and most of the people who got off the cars were wearing formal clothes. It seemed that a reception was being held here.

"Mr. He," Xiang Wan lowered her head, her uneven bangs covered her eyes, "Can I wait for you outside?"

"What do you think?" He Hanchuan stopped and looked at her with a half-smile.

Xiang Wan pulled her lips and smiled bitterly.

She followed him into the banquet, wearing a blue cleaner's overalls, which was particularly eye-catching in the suit and dress, and looked out of place.

From the moment she appeared, countless people looked at her with curiosity, disgust, or disdain. She lowered her head the whole time, trying to reduce her sense of existence.

"Mr. Xiang." He Hanchuan just nodded when he met many people who came to chat along the way, and he didn't stop until he saw Xiang Jianguo.

"Mr. He?" Xiang Jianguo held a glass of champagne in his hand, and smiled a little far-fetched, "Long time no see."

Xiang Wan raised his head abruptly, staring blankly at the elegant middle-aged man in front of him, his eyes turned red instantly.She licked her parched lips, and before she could say the word dad, Xiang Jianguo excused something and left.

She stared straight at Xiang Jianguo's back who was almost running away in a hurry, her ears buzzed, and she couldn't hear anything for a while.

After a while, she wiped the corners of her eyes, lowered her head, and swallowed the "Dad" that came to her throat.

"Father and daughter meet, are you happy?" He Hanchuan bent down, raised her chin, and looked at her.

Tears blurred her eyes at some point, Xiang Wan tried her best to keep her eyes wide open, not to let the tears fall, "I'm happy, thank you..." She tried her best to suppress the choking in her throat, "Thank you."

He Hanchuan looked at the tears in her eyes, frowned, and squeezed her chin a little harder, "You're welcome, since I'm happy, I will help you father and daughter meet more in the future."

"Then thank you." Xiang Wan pursed her lips and took a step back to avoid his touch.

He Hanchuan laughed lightly, glanced at the empty hand, and picked up the champagne in his knuckle hand, and took a sip.

"Brother Hanchuan!" At this moment, Jiang Qingran shouted.

Xiang Wan looked up and saw Jiang Qifeng pushing Jiang Qingran who was in a wheelchair walking over.

She wore a white off-the-shoulder knee-length dress today. Her jet-black hair was coiled on top of her head, revealing her beautiful facial features and slender neck. She was gentle and elegant with a bit of delicate beauty, like a small white flower fluttering in the wind.

And Jiang Qifeng was dressed in a dark blue suit, with handsome features like Zhilan Yushu.

Seeing that Xiang Wan was also here, Jiang Qifeng's expression turned ugly, "You want to come here even if you dress like this, what on earth are you thinking?"

"Brother!" Jiang Qingran glared at him, then looked at Xiang Wan, and said softly, "We are about the same height and weight, and I still have a dress, so you can change into mine first. It's true that you should dress like this at the reception." Not quite right."

"I knew it was inappropriate to dress like this, so I shouldn't have come here!" Jiang Qifeng walked up to Xiang Wan, held her hand, and frowned, "Come with me, the clothes are in the car."

He Hanchuan's eyes fell on the hands held together by the two, and he chuckled, "My man, don't bother you two to worry about it."

"I just care about Xiang Wan." Jiang Qingran bit her lip, "There are quite a few people who know her at the reception. If they see her dressed like this, they will probably laugh at her."

"Even if the world laughs at me, I won't wear your clothes, so you don't need to be hypocritical." Xiang Wan broke away from Jiang Qifeng's hand and stood behind He Hanchuan.

Jiang Qingran hesitated to speak, his eyes were filled with sadness, and there were tears flickering faintly.

"Hypocritical? Qingran treats you sincerely, in exchange for such an evaluation from you?" Jiang Qifeng's face was livid, "If I knew you were such a wolf, I should have let Qingran sue you for attempted murder and keep you in prison for the rest of your life!"

"Brother, she used to be my friend after all, don't say that." Jiang Qingran held Jiang Qifeng's arm with bitterness on his face.

Jiang Qifeng felt distressed seeing her, and patted her head, "You are always so kind, you will suffer."

Every time he met these two brothers and sisters, Xiang Wan felt as sick as eating flies.She clenched her hands and asked in a low voice, "Mr. He, can we go?"

Without waiting for He Hanchuan's answer, Jiang Qingran said softly, "Brother Hanchuan, my parents arrived just now and have been thinking about seeing you."

Xiang Wan grabbed He Hanchuan's arm subconsciously, almost begging, "Mr. He..."

She doesn't want to see them.

(End of this chapter)