Mr. He, don't mess around

Chapter 884 Must Find Han Chuan
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When he heard this sentence, Xiang Wan's eyes lit up suddenly, and he quickly reminded, "Yes, you are right, Han Chuan will be fine, it's all because I think too much, I need to eat more, so that I can Wait for him to come back."

After speaking, Xiang Wan took the chicken soup in Meng Lan's hand, stirred it with a spoon to dissipate the heat, and swallowed it in big gulps.

She ate so fast that the soup stains splashed out.

Seeing her like this, Meng Lan's eyes showed a hint of unbearable, and she quickly reminded, "Eat slowly, don't rush, no one will grab you."

And Menglan seemed to be possessed by an evil spirit, eating at a speed that was almost like a wolf, stuffing it into her mouth while muttering.

"You're right, I want to eat more..."

She slurred her speech and bit the food vigorously, trying to suppress the bitterness in her heart by eating.

But Xiangwan hadn't eaten for a long time, and after eating so much food suddenly, a sore feeling came to his stomach.

Immediately, Xiang Wan's complexion turned pale, and while holding the trash can with his hand, he began to vomit.

"Xiang Wan!" Meng Lan exclaimed, and quickly reached out to support her, stroking her back with her hand.

Xiang Wan vomited into the trash can so badly that she almost wanted to vomit all the acid in her stomach.

Seeing this scene, everyone at the scene felt sorry for her!
When He Hanchuan left like this, he almost took Xiang Wan's soul away. Now she is like a walking dead, at the mercy of others.

He didn't know how long it would take to vomit, but Xiang Wan managed to regain some consciousness. His whole body was exhausted. He stretched out his hands and hugged his knees, and knelt on the ground weakly.

"Hanchuan..."

Xiang Wan stretched out her hand to cover her cheek, and cried out in pain, "If you leave like this, what should I do? Tell me, how will the child and I survive!"

Seeing her like this, Meng Lan sighed softly.

And the next second, she walked over to caress Xiang Wan's shoulder, opened her lips slightly and wanted to speak, but when the words came to her lips, she felt that no matter what she said, it was so inappropriate.

So, she stretched out her hand and hugged Xiang Wan directly into her arms.

Meng Lan rubbed Xiang Wan's arm vigorously, hoping to transfer the temperature of her body to her, but Xiang Wan's body was very cold and could not be warmed at all.

"My Wanwan." Zhao Yu also stood up from the sofa and staggered towards Xiang Wan.

In my impression, Zhao Yu was an elegant and majestic woman, but when faced with the death of her son, she couldn't maintain her superficial composure and cried dizzily.

Zhao Yu held Xiang Wan's hand tightly, and looked at her solemnly, "Don't cry, listen, I believe like you that Han Chuan is not dead, we haven't seen his body yet, and we haven't investigated him yet. Disappointed process, so we can’t just lose hope!”

Xiang Wan seemed to have lost her soul, her face was pale, and she leaned helplessly in Meng Lan's arms.

Her eyes were dull, and only when she heard Zhao Yu's words did she show a little more expression.

Yes.

She hasn't really checked it out yet.

Thinking of this, Xiang Wan became emotional, looked at Zhao Yu, and said with a choked voice, "Mom, Shen Hao said on the phone that Han Chuan's body had been bombed beyond recognition. I can’t see the body anymore, how can I find it?”

Unmistakable!

These words pierced into Zhao Yu's heart like a sharp knife.

She covered her forehead with her hands, her body softened, and she almost fainted.

"Old madam!" The butler exclaimed, quickly supported Zhao Yu, and cried, "You have to take care of yourself."

Xiang Wan was also terrified by this scene, got up, put his hand on her arm, and sobbed.

"Mom, please don't scare me. Don't worry about anything. Otherwise, how should I explain to Han Chuan?"

After a while, Zhao Yu barely regained his senses and gradually opened his eyes.

"Wanwan..." She reminded in a low voice.

Zhao Yu, who has always been most concerned about her image, now has disheveled hair and tears in her eyes, as if she is ten years older.

"Mom, say it."

Xiang Wan stepped forward and held her hand tightly.

Zhao Yu looked up at her, with a pleading tone, "Wan Wan, I'm old, and this body is useless, but Han Chuan is my son, and I have a hunch that he must not be dead."

"I beg you as a mother, I must find Hanchuan, the He family has changed, this family... can only rely on you now!"

After the words fell, Zhao Yu's eyes were closed tightly, and he passed out emotionally.

"Old lady!"

"Mom!" Xiang Wan burst into tears again, raised her eyes, and looked at the maids guarding the door, "Quick, hurry up and call the doctor."

……

The He family is completely messed up.

After the family doctor examined Zhao Yu, she judged that she fainted because she was too emotional, and she could just take some nutritional supplements and take a good rest.

On the contrary, Xiang Wan's condition was a little serious. Long-term insomnia and emotional agitation made her tired little face pale.

But she didn't have time to rest, and the news of He Hanchuan's death shocked everyone in the He family. Back then, they didn't get any benefit from He Hanchuan, so how could they let go of this opportunity now?
In the afternoon, Xiang Wan's mood calmed down a lot. Meng Lan helped her to the living room and sat on the sofa.

Feng Mu had just finished making the phone call, and walked in front of them with steady steps.

Meng Lan raised her head slightly, and was looking at him. There was a hint of worry in his eyes, as if he was asking her, "How is Xiang Wan?"

"Not good." Meng Lan told him with her mouth, but she didn't make a sound.

Feng Mu wasn't surprised at all. After nodding his head lightly at her, he sat on the sofa, staring heavily at Xiang Wan.

"Just now I have been communicating with Shen Hao, and the result is not ideal, but I know that I shouldn't hide it from you, you decide whether to listen or not." Feng Mu confessed in a deep voice.

He couldn't comfort Xiang Wan like Menglan did, because he knew that sooner or later, Xiang Wan would have to accept reality.

"Go ahead." Xiang Wan tried his best to restrain the calmness in his tone.

"Okay." Feng Mu's knuckle fingers clasped tightly, and the pads of his fingers kept rubbing his palm, revealing his nervousness.

After explaining the cause of Feng Mu's death clearly, he paused and continued to say, "Nowadays, it can basically be judged that the corpse is Hanchuan. I know you can't accept it. Difficult to accept."

"I need a real profile of Milan."

Surprisingly, Xiang Wan stopped crying and calmly reminded her.

"it is good."

Feng Mu agreed, "But it will take some time. I have already asked someone to investigate, not only about Milan's information, but also the internal forces of the entire "Eagle" organization."

(End of this chapter)