Mr. He, don't mess around

Chapter 28 She Doesn't Care About Herself

Chapter 28 She Doesn't Care About Herself

"Let's go." Ignoring her humble attitude, He Hanchuan easily pushed her hand away, "You push the wheelchair."

Xiang Wan stood where he was, without moving, but just looked at him straight, "Does it have to be like this?"

"Xiang Wan, I don't have much patience." He Hanchuan shook the champagne in his hand and took a sip. The sexy and charming way of rolling his Adam's apple attracted countless female customers to turn their heads.

But to Xiang Wan, no matter how charming he was, he was just a demon.And she, an ant, has no other choice but to obey in front of the devil.

She lowered her head, laughed at herself, and walked to the back of the wheelchair resignedly.

Jiang Qingran and her were in He Hanchuan's heart, one world at a time, the difference between clouds and mud, why did she think he would listen to her?
"Let my brother come." Jiang Qingran had jealousy and resentment hidden deep in his eyes, but his face was full of worry, "Xiang Wan came here in work clothes, it would already be looked down upon by others, if you push me a wheelchair, I'm afraid others will think she is my servant."

"She doesn't care about herself, what do you care about so much?" Jiang Qifeng said with a cold face, and left directly.

"Then I'll trouble you, Xiang Wan." Jiang Qingran smiled gently, "Just follow my brother, my parents are in front."

"Aren't you tired of acting like this every day?" Xiang Wan pushed the wheelchair forward and said mockingly.

Jiang Qingran was surprised, but also innocent and confused, "What acting? Why can't I understand what you are talking about?"

Xiang Wan was so disgusted by her that she pursed her lips and said nothing. She just quietly pushed the wheelchair and followed Jiang Qifeng.

Not long after, they arrived at Jiang's father and Jiang's mother.

As soon as Xiang Wan stopped, she was pushed away by Jiang's mother with an ugly face.

Mother Jiang was very strong, and she was defenseless, so she staggered and slammed onto the table behind her.

stab-

The table rubbed against the ground, making a screeching sound, and the food and wine were splashed all over the floor.

Xiang Wan fell to the ground, her tailbone hurt from the fall, she bit her lip, a fine layer of sweat appeared on her forehead.

Seeing this, He Hanchuan frowned almost imperceptibly, and took a step forward, but quickly backed away, watching with cold eyes.

"Qingran, how are you?" Mother Jiang checked Jiang Qingran up and down, not hiding the worry on her face, "Why is this murderer with you? Did she hurt you?"

"Mom, don't say that to Xiang Wan, she used to be my good friend after all." Jiang Qingran frowned, looking a little unhappy.

"You treat him as a friend, but what do they regard you for?" Jiang's mother choked up for a moment, "If you hadn't been rescued in time back then, you wouldn't have known...if you were in this world."

There was too much movement here, countless people looked over and pointed at Xiang Wan who was on the ground——

"Isn't she in prison for attempted murder? Why is she here?"

"Ms. Jiang is kind-hearted. I didn't sue her for intentional murder because of my friend's sake. She was released after two years of detention."

"Miss Jiang is kind-hearted. Others are going to kill her, but she still misses her old love."

"Why did the security guard let her in? Who will guarantee our safety?"

Sitting on the ground, Xiang Wan bit her lip tightly. Even though her lip was bitten and the smell of blood spread in her mouth, she never let go.

In a trance, the appearance of these people either mocking or watching with cold eyes or disdain or disgust or fear coincided with that of two years ago. Her face was pale and her body could not stop shaking.

Obviously she didn't do it, why didn't everyone believe her?
Xiang Wan raised her head and looked at He Hanchuan beggingly, but he was standing there holding champagne, looking down at her with cold disgust in his eyes.

She opened her lips, but her throat seemed to be clogged with cotton wool, and she couldn't utter a word.

She looked around in a daze, Jiang Qifeng, Jiang Qingran, Aunt Jiang, Uncle Jiang, and those famous and powerful people...she basically knew everyone here, but they were all looking at her with disgust at the moment, as if they were looking at disgusting maggots .

"Still standing up, wait for someone to help you?" He Hanchuan glared at her coldly, his voice cold.

"She should be in pain from the fall, and she can't stand up by herself." Jiang Qingran turned the wheelchair and reached in front of Xiang Wan, and stretched out a hand worriedly, "Where is the injury? Do you want to go to the hospital?"

Looking at each other, Xiang Wan could clearly see the pride hidden deep in Jiang Qingran's eyes. She ignored her outstretched hand, put her hands on the ground, and stood up slowly and with difficulty.

Her uneven bangs flew up because of the action just now, revealing her obvious crescent scar, and the wine spilled on her crotch, which wet a lot.

Not far away, someone pointed at her and laughed unabashedly at her clothes, her scars, and pants that looked like she was incontinent.

And the man she once loved with her life stood in front of her, trampled on her dignity like the people at the banquet, "Don't stand there stupidly, clean this place up, this is your strong point."

"Okay." Xiang Wan lowered his head and heard his voice trembling.

She didn't look at anyone again, and asked the banquet waiter for cleaning tools, and in the eyes of everyone watching the excitement, she lowered her eyes and quietly cleaned the floor.

"Xiang Wan," Song Qiao came over and lightly kicked Xiang Wan who was squatting on the ground, "Here, those good sisters of yours asked me to ask, do you clean the toilets as a cleaner? What if the toilet can’t be flushed? Do you clean it by hand?”

Xiang Wan stood up, glanced at the ladies who called her girlfriends two years ago, and her eyes fell on Song Qiao like a pool of stagnant water.

Her gaze made Song Qiao very uncomfortable, "I'm asking you something!"

"Someone is about to jump on your boyfriend." Xiang Wan looked away, and when Song Qiao was distracted to find Jiang Qifeng, he threw the rag into the bucket and left the banquet hall with the bucket.

She put the things back where they were, and when she was about to go back to the banquet, she met Jiang Qifeng at the door.

She just glanced at him indifferently, then retracted her gaze, and was about to pass him into the banquet.

But he suddenly grabbed her when she passed by, and dragged her to the stairwell.

"Let go of me!" Xiang Wan struggled hard.

Jiang Qifeng stopped, turned around and looked at her, "If you don't want to attract others, don't move around."

Xiang Wan pursed her lips, followed him to the stairwell with an ugly face, and asked in a low voice, "What do you want from me?"

"How's the injury on the leg?" Jiang Qifeng said, squatting down to pull up her trouser legs.

Xiang Wan took a step back, avoiding his touch, "It has nothing to do with you."

"You knelt for so long that day and still didn't take my ointment, so you're not afraid of losing your legs?" Jiang Qifeng looked up at her with annoyance on his handsome face.

Xiang Wan was too lazy to bother him, and repeated, "It has nothing to do with you."

In this life, she doesn't want to have any entanglements with the Jiang family. She can't afford to mess with their family.

After finishing speaking, she raised her legs and was about to go out, but Jiang Qifeng grabbed her shoulders from behind.

(End of this chapter)

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