Mr. He, don't mess around

Chapter 274 I have nothing to say
Xiang Wan wanted to say that he knew it directly, but the words lingered on his tongue and changed again, "I have been avoiding the Jiang family since I was released from prison, but no matter whether it is Jiang Qingran, Jiang Qifeng, or Mrs. Jiang, Like to come to me, this is out of my control."

silence.

The already tense atmosphere was extremely oppressed by this silence.

"You say that, do you want me to stand up for you?" Mr. He squinted at her and raised his voice.

"You misunderstood." Xiang Wan's palms were sweating, "I'm just telling the truth."

Mr. He sneered.

"I'm saying this now because I'm planning ahead." Xiang Wan licked her dry lips, her back was wet, "Jiang Qingran even risked his life to frame me in order to prevent me from getting engaged to He Hanchuan."

"When she finds out that I am pregnant with the flesh and blood of the He family, she still doesn't know what crazy things she will do. I tell you this just to avoid the consequences of your anger in case of an accidental miscarriage."

Mr. He didn't make a sound, but just looked at her with sharp eyes.

He Hanchuan frowned almost invisibly, and wanted to speak several times, but he glanced at the expression of old man He, and finally said nothing.

Being sized up by Mr. He like this, Xiang Wan's body felt like a heavy weight, his head was so heavy that he couldn't lift it up, and the sweat on his forehead was pouring out layer by layer.

"Don't worry." Mr. He broke the silence and said with a calm face, "They dare not do that!"

The big rock in Xiang Wan's heart suddenly loosened, and his whole body seemed to be fished out of the water, "Then thank you."

Mr. He snorted heavily, as if pointing, "It's better that you can give me a great-grandson when the day comes, instead of talking about miscarriage and late delivery!"

"You personally sent someone to examine me. If you still don't believe that I'm pregnant, then I have nothing to say." Xiang Wan lowered her head, her pupils shrank, and the cold sweat that had just dissipated broke out again on her forehead .

Mr. He was very dissatisfied with her attitude, looked at her sullenly for a while, and grabbed the teapot containing boiling hot tea.

"If you don't want a great-grandson, you can smash it now." He Hanchuan looked at him and tapped his fingers on the table twice.

Xiang Wan raised his head slightly, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw Mr. He's dead wood-like hand resting on the handle of the teapot, and the teapot was already a centimeter off the table.She grabbed her clothes violently, and subconsciously wanted to stand up and escape, but her physical impulse was suppressed by her rational efforts.

Mr. He is a typical dominant personality with a strong desire to control. He doesn't like anyone to do anything that is not under his control.

"You should really thank this child!" Mr. He put the teapot on the table with a bang, and looked coldly at the two people on the opposite sofa.

Xiang Wan's grip on the clothes was a little less, but he didn't completely loosen it, and his nerves were still tense.

"A pregnant woman's emotions will affect the fetus." He Hanchuan kept her small movements in his eyes, pursed his lips, and said, "And Xiang Wan has been in prison for two years, and his health is not very good. If grandpa wants to hold his great-grandson safely , it's better to take care of her emotions."

Mr. He slammed the table, stood up, and shouted, "You really think my great-grandson can only be the one in Xiang Wan's stomach?!"

"You have so many grandchildren, so naturally Xiang Wan's great-grandson won't be the only one in your belly." He Hanchuan smiled coldly, "But you don't have much time, and this may be the only one you can hug in your lifetime. "

Hearing this, Xiang Wan's heart skipped a beat, and cold sweat instantly rolled up his forehead, back, and palms.

For a high-ranking and powerful person like Mr. He, the most taboo thing is to mention death, not to mention that he really doesn't have much time left!
really--

"You, what, what?" Mr. He glared angrily, panting heavily.

He Hanchuan lowered his head and made no sound.

"Kneel down for me!" Mr. He covered his mouth with his hand, coughed violently a few times, and his wrinkled face instantly became much paler.

He covered it tightly, but Xiang Wan secretly looked at it and saw blood dripping from between his fingers.

Not much, but a sign of death.

Mr. He's time is indeed running out.

He Hanchuan didn't hold his tongue this time, and knelt down on the ground with his head down.

"Anan, slap your mouth!" Mr. He roared sullenly, "I won't let you stop, don't let me stop! Did you hear that...cough...no?!"

The bald head responded, and walked up to He Hanchuan, "Third Young Master, I've offended you."

After finishing speaking, he slapped him on the face mercilessly.

In the huge living room, there was only loud applause, which was very clear.

Mr. He watched for a while, then sat down on the sofa with a gloomy face, and continued to watch He Hanchuan being slapped.

Xiang Wan saw that He Hanchuan's face quickly swelled up, and blood oozes from the corner of his mouth.She clenched the corners of her clothes on both sides of her body tightly, her lips parted slightly, and the fear and panic in her eyes could not be concealed.

This is already the era of democracy and the rule of law in the 21st century, but there is still such a violent dictatorship as Mr. He!

Sister Lan is right, she is indeed very simple, no, it should not be said simple, it should be said stupid!

She grew up in this circle, but she didn't know until today that this is a bloody, jungle-like world!Without strength, without a backstage, it means that you will be manipulated like an ant!

Xiang Wan looked at He Hanchuan without blinking, feeling that it took a long time before he heard Mr. He stop his bald head.

"Don't think that your aunt and the others are partial to you in the matter of being the president candidate, so you can do anything wrong." Mr. He walked up to Du He Hanchuan and warned in a cold voice, "Even if I die, your current three-legged cat's kung fu is still worth fighting for." But I!"

He Hanchuan struggled to maintain a kneeling posture, and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth lightly, as if he wasn't the one who was beaten just now.

Mr. He snorted heavily at him, called Brother Nan, and left together.

"Sit here and wait." Xiang Wan helped him onto the sofa and trotted upstairs.When she was about to reach the upstairs, she staggered and nearly rolled down, but she didn't even stop, and then ran upstairs.

He Hanchuan looked at the back of her leaving, and the corner of his mouth pulled a small arc, but this action pulled the wound, and he frowned slightly in pain.

After a while, Xiang Wan went downstairs with the medicine box and treated his wound with a slight frown.

During this period, He Hanchuan stared at her without blinking, from her eyes to her lips and her graceful neck, and then from neck to lips to eyes, and so on.

"Have you seen enough?" His eyes seemed substantial, and his presence was so strong that Xiang Wan couldn't ignore it even if he wanted to.

(End of this chapter)