Mr. He, don't mess around

Chapter 38 What is this little pain?
His gaze was too oppressive, Xiang Wan stood up with tense back, "I'm sorry."

Her movements were slightly larger, the slits in the cheongsam swayed back and forth.

There was an obvious scar on her leg, but that scar didn't make people feel ugly. Instead, it matched the pattern on the cheongsam, adding a bit of charm to her.

Several people's eyes stopped on her, their eyes straight.

He Hanchuan put down his wine glass, his eyes darkened a little.

He leaned back, leaned on the sofa, crossed his legs, and said coldly, "Get out."

"This new girl is just ignorant, she has to squeeze where there is no place. My place is big, come and sit by my side." Someone smiled and patted the sofa and said.

He Hanchuan gouged out Xiang Wan, his thin lips were tight into a line, and the bottom of his eyes were dim.

"Thank you, Mr. Liu, but there's no need." Xiang Wan suppressed the humiliation, and tried to pull the corners of her lips, "Mr. He doesn't like me sitting next to him, I'll just stand here."

"Mr. Liu is disgusted?" Someone laughed.

Mr. Liu smiled, and said helplessly, "Hey, there's no other way. Mr. He is a young talent with great charm. I'm ashamed of myself! That's good, I don't have to kneel on the washboard when I go home."

Everyone laughed, and the topic quickly returned to work.

He Hanchuan didn't let Xiang Wan go away again, but he didn't look at Xiang Wan again, treating her as a transparent person.

Everyone was chatting and laughing, talking about business affairs, he only said a word or two occasionally, and sat quietly the rest of the time.

But even so, no one dared to ignore him at all. Everyone seemed to be chatting casually, but they would look at him from time to time, and would change the subject if they felt something was wrong.

"It's our honor to be able to invite Mr. He this time. I congratulate him and have a drink with everyone!" Someone stood up and raised a glass to He Hanchuan and everyone with a smile.

The others also stood up, holding up their wine glasses and colliding with each other.

He Hanchuan was the last one to stand up, holding a wine glass and breaking up with everyone.

"Boss He doesn't drink well, so I'll take your place." Xiang Wan said softly, bending her lips.

Everyone was stunned, looking at her inexplicably.This princess, want to drink for Mr. He?
He Hanchuan looked down at Xiang Wan. After a while, he picked up the wine bottle, poured some more into the glass, and handed it to her.

Xiang Wanmin took the wine glass with his lips, and drank it down without any hesitation.

"Beauty is good at drinking!" Someone clapped their hands and laughed and made trouble, "Come, come, have another drink."

The expensive red wine meanders down the glass wall, the aroma of the wine spreads in the private room, and the goblet that has just been emptied soon fills up.

Holding the red wine, Xiang Wan turned her head to look at He Hanchuan.

He was sitting on the sofa, his handsome face was shrouded in a layer of shadow, and his expression could not be seen clearly, but it could be seen that he had never looked at her.

She pulled her lips, smiled self-deprecatingly, picked up the red wine to signal to the bosses, raised her head and drank the red wine with bitterness.

He Hanchuan's crossed legs changed the order, his left hand rested on his knee, and his eyes fell on Xiang Wan's empty wine glass.

He frowned slightly, and quickly looked away.

"I like this, it's refreshing enough!"

"Freshness is refreshing, but it's a pity that good red wine is such a good drink."

"Don't say such disappointing things, take another cup and touch one more."

Xiang Wan stood among those who could be her father at these ages, pulled her lower lip with difficulty, and picked up her wine glass again.

Her stomach was already a little uncomfortable, but she drank it again without even a moment's hesitation.

As long as He Hanchuan can please He Hanchuan and let him let her go, what is this little pain?
Seeing her smiling and drinking glass after glass of wine handed by the man, He Hanchuan raised his hand to loosen his tie, but the feeling of depression never eased.

He lowered his head and took out a cigarette, holding it between his slender index and middle fingers.

"Let me light a cigarette for you." Enduring the burning anxiety in her stomach, Xiang Wan walked up to He Hanchuan and squatted down, picked up the gold leaf lighter on the table, lit it, and gently handed it to him to smoke.

There were dancing golden flames in her eyes, and she looked up at him very vividly, but she could no longer see the shadow of that rebellious Miss Xiang Jia.

He Hanchuan looked down at her, paused for a moment, brought the cigarette to his mouth, took a puff, and exhaled dense smoke rings.

Xiang Wan closed the lighter, put it back on the table, and stood quietly behind him.

When he finished smoking and raised his glass to drink, she immediately bent down to pick up the bottle and poured it carefully for her.

As for whether the others wanted to smoke or drink, it had nothing to do with her, and she never stepped forward.

The others laughed, saying that Xiang Wan only had eyes for He Hanchuan.

After a while, several people left one after another, leaving only Xiang Wan and He Hanchuan in the private room.

"It's uneasy to be a cleaner, and you have to find time to be gay. Xiang Wan, you are really unbearable." He Hanchuan glanced at her, his voice piercingly cold.

"You misunderstood me." The stomach hurt like a knife scratching the fire, Xiang Wan wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said with a lowered eyebrow, "It was the manager who asked me to return to my original job."

He Hanchuan frowned, didn't make another sound, and walked past her.

When he reached the door, he stopped, "Don't drink if you have a stomach problem."

Xiang Wan stopped rubbing his stomach, and his fingertips trembled slightly.

Is he... caring about her?

She turned around and looked at his back. Before she could say thank you, she heard him say coolly: "I don't want to hear about the abuse of employees in the Dream Club to death."

After speaking, he strode out the door.

Looking at the empty doorway, Xiang Wan's heart was instantly frozen by the spring breeze, and even his limbs were cold.

She rubbed her dizzy head and laughed at herself, did she drink too much?

He was so drunk that he thought he would care about her.

in the hallway.

The light purple printed cheongsam with high slits kept replaying in He Hanchuan's mind, making him irritable for no reason.

He couldn't say whether he was angry or something else, but he felt that the cheongsam looked particularly eye-catching today, and... this was not the first time he had feelings for Xiang Wan.

He loosened his tie and walked faster than usual. When passing by the supervisor's office, he inadvertently heard a male voice from inside——

"I got a new item recently. I wonder if Boss Yang is interested? Well, a jade pendant from the Ming Dynasty. I want you to give it to me."

Xiang Wan's empty neck tonight flashed through He Hanchuan's mind, and his steps slowed down.

He turned his head to look at the door with a gap, stopped, and after a while, pushed the door and walked in.

(End of this chapter)