Mr. He, don't mess around

Chapter 839 Xiang Wan is Jealous

"Oh?" Milan's face was calm and composed, she put her hands in her pockets, and said in a light tone, "Mrs. He, I'm a professional."

As she said that, she turned around again, took out a document from the document bag, and handed it to Xiang Wan, "I have known Han Chuan for many years, and I treated his previous illnesses, so I That's the best doctor for him."

"..."

Xiang Wan fell silent, but still took the information from Milan, opened it, and looked at it seriously.

I have to admit that Milan's resume is very beautiful, and the awards she has won are countless. Even foreign businessmen spent millions of dollars to hire her, but she refused them all.

Xiang Wan raised his eyes and looked at her with deep eyes.

Milan was wearing a light yellow dress, a famous brand silk scarf around his neck, long hair shawl, and an innate scholarly atmosphere.

And Xiang Wan had just woken up, his face hadn't been washed, and he was still wearing pajamas. Standing in front of Milan, he seemed like a speck of dust in the valley, and he couldn't hold his head up.

"Miss Xiang?" Milan emphasized his tone, and called her,
"I think you should have no problem for Han Chuan's body, right?"

"I……"

Xiang Wan was just about to answer, but He Hanchuan took a step ahead. He grabbed the information and threw it on the coffee table forcefully, "What's the problem, let me have contact with ugly women like you every day? I don't agree!"

And he has also read it. There are still a series of activities on this schedule, such as climbing mountains with Milan, making cakes, doing handicrafts, etc. How can this work?

Not to mention that he himself hated being in contact with women other than Xiang Wan, and he knew better than anyone how jealous his wife was, so he couldn't bear to make Xiang Wan jealous.

"You..." Milan's face flushed red from anger, he clenched his fists, and said through gritted teeth, "You are really obsessed. If you get sick in the future, don't come to me."

She is also a highly professional psychiatrist.

How many people wanted to hire her at a high price, but she politely refused them all. There was only one He Hanchuan, even if she was sent to her by a catch-up, she would still be looked down upon.

Thinking of this, Milan also left angrily.

"Doctor Mi, please wait a moment." At this moment, Xiang Wan stepped forward and held her arm tightly, apologizing softly, "I'm sorry, Han Chuan has a rather anxious personality, but it wasn't on purpose, you should Clear, there is no problem on my side, if we can, let's start treatment."

After listening, Milan's complexion gradually softened, and the corners of his lips curled up, "Of course I know Han Chuan's character, so I won't argue with him."

"..." Although Xiang Wan felt very uncomfortable, she could bear it.

"Xiang Wan!" With anger on his face, He Hanchuan deliberately bit down on the syllables, "You woman, you were clearly unhappy just now, why did you speak against your will?"

Xiang Wan pursed her dry lips, "Han Chuan, you have to understand that the most important thing now is your illness, and my feelings are not important."

He Hanchuan glared at her angrily, clenched his fists tightly, feeling as if he hated iron but steel.

Milan was very happy, a sly gleam flashed in her eyes, and the corners of her lips curled up slightly, "He Hanchuan, you just told me that everything was based on Xiang Wan's opinion, and she agreed, now you You can't resist anymore."

"..."

He Hanchuan's handsome face was gloomy, and his brows twitched heavily.

With a sound of "bang", he put the teacup in his hand on the table, didn't want to say anything, turned around and left the living room.

He was almost mad at Xiang Wan.

He avoided contact with other women everywhere, for fear of making her jealous, but what about her?But trying to push himself out!

Xiang Wan stared at his leaving back, his eyes darkened, and his heart felt sour.

She also didn't want to see He Hanchuan in contact with other women.

But the most important thing now is to cure He Hanchuan's illness. It's not the time to be self-willed, but it's fine if he doesn't understand, and he even threw his face at her.

"Han Chuan's temper really hasn't changed at all, it's the same as it was five years ago." Milan sneered.

Not only was she not angry, but her eyes were full of challenges as if she had discovered something interesting.

Seeing her like this, Xiang Wan felt even more uncomfortable, and couldn't help but reply, "Everyone changes, Han Chuan only gets angry with people he doesn't know well, and he has never had a temper with me. "

These words pierced deeply into Milan's heart, causing her expression to change slightly.

After she took a deep breath, her voice cooled down, "Where is the kitchen? I'm going to make a nutritious breakfast for Hanchuan."

"let me help you."

Xiang Wan also wanted to participate.

But Milan refused angrily, "No need, in order to give Han Chuan a better treatment, I brought all the ingredients myself. Only I know how to deal with it, and no outsiders are needed."

outsider……

Xiang Wan wasn't stupid either, so he could understand that Milan's words were somewhat targeted.

It's just that she can't figure it out, but she has only been in contact with Milan a few times, why she has so much hostility towards herself, is it because of He Hanchuan?
Or was it just that she was thinking too much.

……

Milan spent two full hours alone in the kitchen before bringing a nutritious breakfast to the dining room. As a result, He Hanchuan just glanced at it and said in distaste,

"It's like pig food, I don't want to eat it, take it away!"

"You must eat." Milan stood beside him and said seriously, "This breakfast is formulated according to your physical fitness, and it will be good for your condition after eating."

He Hanchuan's handsome face was extremely gloomy.

Milan leaned against his ear again, and reminded softly, "Since you have agreed to the treatment, you also want to get better soon, so you don't want Xiang Wan to be disappointed in you."

When Xiang Wan was mentioned, He Hanchuan's eyes froze.

Before his eyes, he seemed to recall Xiang Wan worrying about him and unable to sleep well, his heart suddenly ached, he clenched his teeth, resisted the discomfort, and started to eat a nutritious meal.

He didn't taste anything at all, and soon, he finished a bowl.

"Crack!" He Hanchuan placed the chopsticks heavily on the table, pulled out a few paper towels from the side, and wiped the oil stains on the corners of his lips.

Damn.

If it wasn't for Xiang Wan's happiness, he wouldn't have participated in such a perverted psychotherapy.

"How is it? Does it taste good?" Milan rested his hands on the table and looked at him proudly, "I cooked this carefully for you. These seasonings are also my secret recipe. Outsiders have no chance to taste them. Good luck."

He Hanchuan glared at her, looking at her confident face, no matter how you look at it, he finds it very annoying!

(End of this chapter)