Mr. He, don't mess around

Chapter 58
"Brother Hanchuan protects the employees of the club, he has a good conscience." Jiang Qingran's eyes flickered, and he pushed the wheelchair to the table, "No wonder so many people like to work with Brother Hanchuan."

There was a certain distance between the wheelchair and the table. After picking up the teapot with difficulty, she shook her hand, and the hot tea in the teapot spilled directly onto Xiang Wan's lap.

"Hiss!" The work clothes were very thin, and the scalding water almost splashed directly on Xiang Wan's body. She gasped in pain, and cold sweat broke out on her forehead in an instant.

The entire right thigh was wet, almost all the water in the teapot had poured on her body, Jiang Qingran was really steady in doing things.

He Hanchuan frowned slightly, and his body had already left his seat, but seeing that the water had splashed on Xiang Wan, he sat down again, with his hands resting on the table, pressing the table with a little irritability.

"I'm sorry, I didn't hold the teapot firmly just now!" Jiang Qingran put the teapot on the table in a panic, her reddish eyes were full of guilt, "Is it painful? I'm sorry, I didn't know it would be like this, if If I knew, I'd rather be thirsty than..."

He Hanchuan interrupted her with a cool voice, and said to Xiang Wan, "Go and see your legs, you don't have to work these days."

"Thank you...thank you, Mr. He." Xiang Wan apologized softly, suppressing the pain and glanced at the table, "Can you... lend me a teacup...?"

He Hanchuan turned the table a little faster, with a cool voice, "Use it."

"Are you thirsty and need a drink of water? Let me help you." Jiang Qingran flushed with shame, and went to get the teapot attentively.

Xiang Wan picked up an empty teacup, resisting the urge to throw it at her, "I'm not thirsty."

"Not thirsty? Then what do you want the teacup for?" Jiang Qingran put the teapot back on the table, and said worriedly: "The water is so hot, you should go to the hospital immediately."

In her pretended concern, Xiang Wan smashed the teacup to the ground with a slam, picked up a fragment, made a small cut in the clothes, and grabbed the small cut with both hands.

Tear!

The clothes were torn, revealing the crimson thighs with more than a dozen scalded blisters. The blisters and the scars on the thighs were criss-crossed, which looked shocking.

If the clothes are not torn off now, the blisters will stick to the clothes after a while, and she will suffer.

He Hanchuan's gaze paused for a moment on those blisters and scars, and he stopped tapping on the table. For some reason, his well-articulated hands seemed to tremble a little.

"I'll pay for the teacup later." Xiang Wan wiped off the cold sweat that was dripping down his forehead, and walked out with great difficulty.

Her right leg already had an old injury, and now it was scalded by the hot tea, making her even more disabled and slow when walking.

Her thin figure was reflected in He Hanchuan's pupils, his slightly frowning brows had been loosened, but his eyes darkened a bit.

"You're injured like this, it's inconvenient to go to the hospital by yourself, I'll ask Brother Hanchuan to find someone to take you." Jiang Qingran turned the wheelchair and quickly caught up with Xiang Wan, and grabbed her arm.

The more sincere she seemed, the more disgusted Xiang Wan felt, "You don't need to be so..."

Looking at He Hanchuan from the corner of her eye, she swallowed the 'hypocrisy' in her throat again, "Don't bother Miss Jiang, I'll just take a taxi there."

"Don't bother, this was originally my fault, and I should have someone take you to the hospital. Don't be polite to me. I hurt you. If you still reject me like this, I will feel even more guilty." Jiang Qingran took He took out his cell phone and pretended to call someone.

He Hanchuan kept all this in his eyes, lowered his eyes, and a dark light flashed in his eyes.

pat!

Just at this moment, Meng Lan pushed the door open and walked in.She glanced at Xiang Wan's ferocious thighs, covered her red lips in surprise, "What's wrong?"

"No..." Xiang Wan wanted to say nothing, but when she saw Jiang Qingran who was on the phone, she licked her dry lips, "It's hot, I need to go to the hospital, can Sister Lan find someone to take me to the hospital?"

"Let's go, I'll find someone for you right now." Meng Lan glanced at Jiang Qingran, her peach blossom eyes slightly raised and lowered, and helped Xiang Wan to leave.

Jiang Qingran stared blankly at the empty doorway for a while, then pushed the wheelchair and walked over, closing the office door.

She bit her lip, and said softly: "Sister Lan's look just now... Did you misunderstand something?"

"Isn't it the truth?" He Hanchuan stood up, put one hand in the pocket of his suit trousers, with a half-smile, his eyes full of sarcasm.

"It's true that I burned Xiang Wan." Jiang Qingran lowered her eyes, with a look of guilt and a little grievance, "But it's really inconvenient for me to pour tea in a wheelchair, Xiang Wan...she should understand."

He Hanchuan snorted coldly, put his fingers on the table, and tapped repeatedly, "If I remember correctly, you haven't been to the Dream Club for a few months."

Jiang Qingran's eyes were full of confusion, "Huh? Why did Brother Hanchuan suddenly mention this?"

"Why have you been working so hard in the past two months?" He Hanchuan stopped knocking on the table, sat up straight, and said word by word: "And every time I just arrived, you came here, isn't it a little coincidence ?”

Jiang Qingran blinked, with an innocent face, "Don't tell me I didn't notice, it really is like this."

"It might be a coincidence once or twice, but not too many." He Hanchuan stood up, put his hands on the table, and stared at Jiang Qingran, "Qingran, don't touch my bottom line."

The air in the office seemed to freeze at this moment.

"Brother Hanchuan, what are you talking about? Why can't I understand?" Jiang Qingran's eyes flickered, and she asked softly.

He Hanchuan lowered his head and straightened his slightly wrinkled suit jacket. His short hair shone brightly in the sun, shining with a piercing light, "You are a smart man, don't make me say it too bluntly, the window paper is pierced, it's not right for you Good thing."

"Don't you think I'm following you or looking for someone to watch you?" Jiang Qingran sighed, a little helpless, "I just wanted to talk to you about my brother's engagement next month, and I just heard that you were here. Here you go, it's not as complicated as you think."

He Hanchuan sat down again, glared at her coldly, and didn't make a sound.

The four eyes looked at each other, and there was a faint undercurrent.

"What I'm telling is the truth. If Brother Hanchuan doesn't believe me, there's nothing I can do about it." Jiang Qingran spread his hands, with a look of frustration in his eyes.

He Hanchuan pulled his lips, but there was no smile in his eyes, "I don't like women who lie to me, and," he raised his eyes and gave her a cool look, "the He family never lacks marriage partners."

"But two years ago, it is well known that I injured a leg because of Brother Hanchuan. If the He family changed their marriage partner, it might not be well-received. If interested people use the media to hype it up, the price of He's Group's stock price will drop." It's easy to say." Jiang Qingran's lips curled slightly.

(End of this chapter)