Mr. He, don't mess around

Chapter 973 Xiang Wan's Special

But the more he didn't want to look at it, the more pain he felt in his heart, as if he had been possessed by an evil spirit.

Even Ye Zehan himself couldn't explain why he had such strange emotions towards Xiang Wan.

Could it be...they really knew each other?
But no matter how he thought about it, he didn't remember the existence of Xiang Wan in his memory.

……

After breakfast, Ye Zehan came to the studio to start working, shooting the spokesperson.

After Menglan followed him to the studio, she took the initiative to sit beside the director and directed the shooting effect on the spot.

Soon, it was time for lunch break.

Ye Zehan had just finished filming, and his assistant was arranging his clothes. He raised his eyes and subconsciously looked in the direction of Xiang Wan.

All I could see was that she was sleeping in front of a bunch of machines.

Does she look so tired?

Ye Zehan's gaze touched her body, and he couldn't move it away. There were many turbulent emotions hidden in his eyes.

Although he is a star, he has had a lot of knowledge about shopping malls and investment in private, and he knows how difficult it is to make a fortune.

Unexpectedly, Xiang Wan took the position of president at such a young age.

Ye Zehan has also met many wealthy wives. What they usually do is either play cards or go for beauty treatment. Xiang Wan's own conditions can obviously be taken care of by others, but she wants to rely on her own skills.

Xiang Wan was indeed better than all the women he knew!

At this moment, the assistant approached him with a coat in his hand, and said softly, "Mr. Ye, it's getting cold, put on a coat to be careful of catching cold."

"Thank you." Ye Zehan thanked in a deep voice.

However, he took the coat, but didn't put it on directly, but walked towards Xiang Wan.

Ye Zehan stood behind Xiang Wan, and gently put his coat on her body.

Unexpectedly, he had intentionally made his movements very gentle, but he still woke up Xiang Wan who was sleeping, and she opened her sleepy eyes.

And when Xiang Wan saw him, there was a gentle look in his eyes, and he called softly, "Han Chuan, you're back."

Ye Zehan caught the tenderness in Xiang Wan's eyes, and his heart skipped a beat.

But soon, he regained his composure, and reminded her in a deep voice, "Mr. Xiang, I'm not He Hanchuan. You've mistaken me again."

This sentence pulled Xiang Wan back from his thoughts.

"I'm sorry." She lowered her eyes lightly, covering the look of pain in her eyes, "I fell asleep just now, didn't I?"

"En." Ye Zehan nodded lightly.

Xiang Wan didn't continue talking, she picked up a thermos pot from the side, handed it to Ye Zehan, and said with a smile, "It's time for lunch break, I woke up early to make soup, it's corn ribs soup , the servant brought it over just now, it tastes very good, try it."

As she spoke, she put the soup in a small bowl and brought it in front of Ye Zehan.

The soup looked delicious and exuded a fragrance.

Ye Zehan couldn't take a step forward, picked up a small spoon, and began to taste the corn rib soup.

as predicted.

Tastes great.

Ye Zehan couldn't help but drink a few more sips of the soup, tasted it carefully, but tasted a smell of fennel.

He frowned tightly, and asked in a deep voice, "Did you put the fennel?"

"Yeah." Xiang Wan nodded.

Ye Zehan held the handle of the spoon tightly, and deliberately emphasized his tone, "You also found this out based on my preferences?"

"No." Xiang Wan gently parted her lips, revealing a slight smile, "This is my husband He Hanchuan's favorite flavor. Why, Mr. Ye, do you like it too?"

The tone of her question was calm, but her palms could not help but clenched into fists, hiding the tension in her heart.

But at this moment, Ye Zehan lightly placed the spoon in his hand on the table, and the movement was extremely heavy, making a crisp "bang".

Xiang Wan was taken aback, her delicate body trembling slightly.

Ye Zehan looked at her seriously, and said seriously, "Mr. Xiang, do you know how disgusting your behavior of using others as substitutes is?"

After listening, there was a hint of pain in Xiang Wan's eyes.

And Ye Zehan was obviously very angry, and didn't care about her emotions, and continued to emphasize his tone, "I'm really not He Hanchuan, and I hope you can stop trying to find traces of He Hanchuan from me."

"..."

Xiang Wan parted her red lips slightly, and she tried to justify some words, but just as the words reached her lips, she swallowed them down.

She couldn't speak a word at all.

Even though she knew the reason well, when she saw the face in front of her, which was exactly the same as He Hanchuan, saying such cruel words to her, her heart still ached.

But Ye Zehan ignored her, turned and left.

As a result, he hadn't taken a few steps when he saw a man in a white coat walking towards him, blocking his way.

Seeing the man's excited face, Ye Zehan couldn't help frowning, "You are?"

"Fuck, did I see a real person, or a ghost?" The man exclaimed, his eyes filled with disbelief, "Mr. He, you really are not dead!"

The more he talked, the more excited he was, he stretched out his hand and hugged him tightly, "Wuuuu, that's great, you don't know how long it will take us all to find you, everyone thinks you're dead, But I don't believe it, look, you are standing here firmly!"

Ye Zehan was hugged tightly by him, a feeling of displeasure welled up in his heart, he hated being touched very much.

Thinking of this, he took a step back and moved away from him, "Who the hell are you?"

Hearing what he said, the man was completely dumbfounded, "Damn, Mr. He, you've been brain-destroyed, you don't even know me anymore. I'm Wang Ling, your personal doctor."

What personal doctor?
These are some wild guesses.

Ye Zehan was originally irritated by being used as a stand-in by Xiang Wan, but now when he heard Wang Ling's words, he felt a little irritated in his heart.

"Sorry, I'm not He Hanchuan, please respect yourself." Ye Zehan said, and pushed Wang Ling away.

Wang Ling couldn't stand firmly for a while, and staggered several steps backwards, and his back hit the corner of the table with a "bang".

Looking at Ye Zehan's leaving back, he cursed inwardly, "Fuck!"

what's the situation?
That's obviously He Hanchuan's face, but why doesn't he admit it, is he playing with amnesia?
"Doctor Wang, are you okay?" At this moment, Xiang Wan walked towards him and reached out to help him up.

"Ma'am, what's the matter?"

(End of this chapter)