Mr. He, don't mess around

Chapter 86 I'm an Outcast
Zhao Yu seemed to have seen her abnormality, but he didn't seem to have seen it, so he just continued: "I originally wanted to do it in the He family, but the old man is a little concerned about your experience in prison, and said it can be done, but it can't be done. Do it at He's house."

"Then don't do it, I appreciate Auntie's kindness." Xiang Wan bent down to pick up the chopsticks on the ground, put them on the table, and said in a slightly hasty manner.

A servant came up, put a pair of clean chopsticks for her, and put away the dirty chopsticks.

Zhao Yu sighed, not knowing if he was talking about this matter or something else, "I have more energy than I want."

"Auntie, don't blame yourself, you have done enough for me." Xiang Wan's expression has returned to normal, but her face is still a little pale, "The birthday party is just a formality, I don't care."

"Now it's not whether you care or not, but whether others care. This is your birthday in the first year after you were released from prison. I don't know how many eyes are staring at you. If you really pass this time casually, then you are really important in their eyes. Some of them became outcasts," Zhao Yu said.

Xiang Wan took a bite of the dish, and it tasted chewy, "No matter what others think, I'm actually an outcast."

"I have handed over the matter of the birthday party to the people below, and the invitation has been sent out. You can go there with me tomorrow." Zhao Yu did not ask her opinion again, and made a final decision.

The invitation had already been sent out, and Xiang Wan had no way of refusing it, so he bowed his head to eat and didn't make a sound.

After the meal, Jiang Qingran came and sat in the lobby with Zhao Yu to chat about the family affairs.After talking for a while, she smiled and said to Xiang Wan, "I'm a little thirsty after talking, can you bring me the plate of fruit on the table?"

Xiang Wan didn't move.

He Hanchuan is not here, so she doesn't have to be afraid of offending Jiang Qingran by disrespecting him and showing him off.

Seeing this, Jiang Qingran seemed to have thought of something, "First of all, let me state that I am only inconvenient in my legs and feet. I want you to help me. I definitely don't mean to use you as a servant."

She said with sincerity: "Maybe you have been working in the dream club for too long. If you hear this kind of asking you to help with things, you will feel that you are instructing you. Please forgive me if my words offend you."

She bit down on the word 'Dream Club', and glanced at Zhao Yu as if nothing had happened.

Zhao Yu ate the sliced ​​fruit in small bites, the corners of her lips curled slightly.

"Miss Jiang can't dance anymore, but she can become a screenwriter. If you write Gongdouju and Zhaidouju, I really think you can become a god in one book." Xiang Wan said lightly.

"Thank you for your suggestion. However, during the two years you have been in prison, I have learned some things about finance. Now I am a member of the Jiang Group's finance department. I am very busy every day. I should not be able to be a screenwriter." Jiang Qingran smiled lightly. laugh.

Every word she said was like a sharp knife quenched with poison, piercing Wan's heart fiercely.

Xiang Wan pursed her lips tightly and remained silent.

"If you don't want to work in Dream Club, you can actually learn some financial or other knowledge like me, and then change jobs."

Jiang Qingran frowned, and said worriedly: "But the troublesome thing is that you have been in prison, and better universities should not accept you. But you don't have to worry too much about this. If you decide which school to go to, I will You can ask Brother Hanchuan to help you clear up the relationship."

"Say so much, are you thirsty?" Xiang Wan got up and brought the fruit to Jiang Qingran.

Jiang Qingran picked up a piece of fruit, rolled his eyes, "I'm sorry to trouble you in the end."

"You're welcome, I'm happy to be a good person and do good deeds." Xiang Wan handed the plate to Zhao Yu, and said the words to Jiang Qingran, "But not everyone is as kind as I am, you have bad legs and are so talkative, I advise you You carry a water bottle with you."

Jiang Qingran bit her lip, and said after careful consideration: "My legs will be able to stand up in half a year, but you, if you have the conditions, go and have a look. If it gets worse, it will be bad if you become crippled."

Xiang Wan tightened his grip on the fruit plate, then let go suddenly, the whole plate of fruit fell onto Jiang Qingran's clothes, and then rolled to the ground.

wow.

The plate shattered in response, and the light white pieces and colorful fruits complement each other, which has an indescribable beauty.

"Sorry, my hand slipped." Xiang Wan bent over, but there was no sincerity in his words, "I'm sorry."

Zhao Yu let out a chuckle, the crow's feet at the corners of her eyes rippling lightly, elegant, but with the charm of a mature woman.

She beckoned to the servant and said, "Aunt Zhang, come over and cut a plate of fruit. Forget it, let's cut a few more plates. It's hot, let the children down."

Aunt Zhang responded and left.

Jiang Qingran lowered his eyes to look at the embarrassment on his clothes, a dark color flashed in his eyes, then he raised his head in confusion and said, "Why did you slip your hands so well?"

She bit her lip, her face was a little sad, "Isn't it because you still hate Brother Hanchuan for choosing me?"

"Miss Jiang thought too much. Last time you were scalded by hot water and your hands slipped, this time I was slippery by fruit ice. You are lucky that I don't have a pot of hot water in my hand, otherwise I might slip and disfigure you. "Xiang Wan's whole body was tense, and there was a layer of hatred in his eyes.

Hearing this, Jiang Qingran's almond eyes sparkled, full of disbelief, "Xiang Wan, you... really did it on purpose?"

"Let me say something for Wanwan." Zhao Yu wiped the corners of her mouth with a tissue, and said, "She just came back from the hospital, her body is still not fully recovered, and her hands and feet often feel weak. She should have had this situation again just now.
She turned to look at Xiang Wan, "Really, Wan Wan?"

Xiang Wan clenched his hands, loosened them, loosened them, then clenched them tightly again, and hummed softly, "I'm not feeling well, so I'm going back to my room to rest first."

"Go, Qingran is a considerate and sensible girl, I won't blame you." Zhao Yu said.

Jiang Qingran nodded, with a worried expression on his face, "Go up and rest if you are not feeling well, I will not be like Brother Xiang Yu, getting angry over such a trivial matter."

Xiang Wan frowned, ignored her, and went upstairs directly.

"She is also pitiful." Jiang Qingran sighed, "However, a poor person also has something to hate. Auntie keeps her by her side. I am not afraid..."

Having said that, she stopped talking and waved her hands twice, "I don't mean to speculate against Xiang Wan, but she has a history of attempted murder after all, and I'm too worried about my aunt, that's why..."

"I watched Wanwan grow up, and I know who she is." Zhao Yu said with a slight smile, "Qingran, I'll tell you straight up, no matter what happens between you and Hanchuan, Wanwan treats me well." He is said to be a lovable junior."

At this time, Aunt Zhang came in with two plates of fruit and put them on the table.

"Auntie," Jiang Qingran said bitterly after being silent for a while, "No matter what I do, you don't seem to be very satisfied. Is it because of the matter between my mother and uncle?"

(End of this chapter)