ed sarcastically, stopping her steps and turning to face him. "He Hanchuan, I'd be eternally grateful if you didn't torture me any further. Do I have to give up my life, my future, to someone who bro...向晚 raised an eyebrow slightly, the scar at the corner tinged with a hint of ferocity, "Help me"

"You're a murderer, and you've already been kicked out of your family. Even if Hanchuan likes you, the people in the He family wouldn't agree to you being with him!"

"The He family will definitely marry into the Jiang family. At that time, if you're still by He Hanchuan's side, you'll just be his kept woman. What will people say about you then" Jiang Qifeng said.

Towards Evening tugged at her lips, "It's impressive, Mr. Jiang, that you could still think of these things. I thought your head was just there for show!"

"Go away, evening!" Jiang Qi Feng felt she was utterly clueless!

"What's with all the shouting I'm crippled, not deaf." Xiang Wan glared at him. "You said you wanted to help me leave He Hanchuan, is it truly for my own good Or do you want me to step aside for Jiang Qingran Or perhaps...you still want me to be with you"

Jiang Qi Feng's spine was rigid, he didn't look at her eyes, "You only need to answer me, do you want to leave He Hanchuan!"

"Mr. Jiang hasn't known for a long time that I crave power and money, has he" Xiang Wan said, "Now that I've finally gotten together with He Hanchuan, why would I bother leaving him Am I stupid"

Her answer turned Jiang Qi Feng's face ashen. "But if you continue to stay by his side, you'll become a scorned mistress! You'll be an intruder in someone else's marriage! For money and power, are you willing to throw away your morality and shame!"

"You should go back and ask Jiang Qingran properly. She doesn't even have a conscience, yet she still wants to know what He Hanchuan feels." Xiang Wan looked up at him, her face was still the same as before, not changing at all, but it made people feel disgusted.

Jiang Qi Feng stared at her with a complex expression, his eyes fixed on her. There was undisguised disappointment mixed within it.

"Is there nothing else this time" Perhaps in the past, she would have felt uncomfortable under his gaze like this, but now that she saw it, she didn't feel anything at all.

Maybe I'm used to being criticized by him.

"How much money do you want As long as it's within my capabilities, I can give it to you!" Jiang Qifeng stared straight at her, each word almost squeezed out from his throat.

向晚 smiled, "I want what you can't give me."

"The Jiang Corporation isn't small, but it's nothing compared to the He Corporation. Besides, He Hanchuan practically controls the entire He Corporation now. What about you You won't even be in line for the CEO position until your father retires in another twenty years or so"

Jiang Qifeng's forehead veins were popping, "Must you be so mercenary!"

"Haven't I always been this way in your eyes" Xiang Wan said, "Oh, besides being materialistic, there's also ruthless and unscrupulous."

Jiang Qi Feng's face turned iron blue as he stared at her, speechless for a long time.

"Remember your words, from now on wherever I am, you have to leave." Xiangwan turned around and said as she walked toward the door, "I don't want to be chased by your mother, your fiancee, and your sister all day calling me a fox spirit, and being misunderstood by He Hanchuan."

Jiang Qi Feng clenched his fist tightly, his eyes filled with pain.

Not until nearing the door did he, with weary exhaustion, say, "Finish the remaining two cups of wine before we leave."

"No, I can't drink to you." Xiangwan pulled the door open and walked out.

The moment the doors closed, sunlight vanished completely. Jiang Qifeng’s heart followed suit, sinking into an emptiness that was all-consuming. He walked around the bar and grabbed a bottle of red wine, unscrewing the cap and pouring it straight into his mouth.

As the red wine flowed down his cheeks, it mingled with glistening liquid, then together they trailed down his neck and collarbone, a chill that pierced his heart.

Just as Xiangwan was leaving, she ran into Song Qiao. She tried to pass her but was stopped.

"Qi Feng is in there too" Song Qiao stared at her, her eyes filled with jealousy.

向晚 looked at her, "Hmm."

"Was there only the two of you in the bar" Song Qiao asked again.

Towards Evening said: "Yes."

Hearing her answer, Song Qiao's face turned grim. She raised her hand to slap Xiang Wan. But before the slap could land, Xiang Wan grabbed her wrist and with a twist, flung Song Qiao away.

Towards the Evening, even Jiang Qi Feng could be knocked back a step by her, let alone Song Qiao, such a delicate young lady from a noble family.

“Ah!” Song Qiao screamed, stumbling back a few steps and crashing to the ground with a bang. She was in so much pain that tears welled up in her eyes. Her ten-centimeter stiletto heel also snapped off in the process.

向晚 looked down at her from above, her expression unchanged.

Song Qiao was already used to the way Yanan had been bowing her head and keeping a low profile recently. When she was suddenly thrown off balance by her, she was first startled, then angered.

She looked up at Xiang Wan and asked, "Do you know what you're doing!"

"I know," said Xiang Wan, "timely avoidance of other people's violent attacks effectively protects personal safety."

Such an answer was even worse than no answer at all. Song Qiao's face flushed red and then pale, a prickling sensation in her throat, like she had swallowed a thorn that neither coughed nor went down. It was incredibly uncomfortable.

She struggled to her feet, clutching the ground. Her left high heel was broken, making her stance rather awkward. "Xiang Wan, you're no longer part of the family!"

"So" Xiang Wan tugged at her lips, asking.

Song Qiao stared at her, saying word by word: "You are no longer the Miss Xiang family now, you are just a murderer who has just been released from prison, a girl who works in a club. You should pay attention to your status when you speak and do things!"

"How do you call attention to your own identity Like before, calling you Miss Song, using honorifics like 'you,' and letting you insult me without a word or a fight" Xiang Wan asked.

Song Qiao snorted and remained silent, effectively conceding.

"I'm not really with my family now, but I am He Hanchuan's person," Xiangwan smiled. "Haven't you heard"

Upon hearing this, Song Qiao's face turned rather ugly. She didn't just hear it from others, He Hanchuan had told her himself!

"Looks like you already know," Xiang Wan said. "Then don't come pester me again, or if you push me too far, I'll tell He Hanchuan, and you can guess what the consequences will be"

Song Qiao's face drained of color instantly, but she refused to show weakness in front of her. "You're so arrogant just after getting with CEO He. Do you really think that with your current status as a murderer, you can marry into the He family"

"So what if I can't marry into the He family" Xiang Wan said calmly, "Can't I take advantage of you with the identity of He Hanchuan's girlfriend"

This is infuriating, and Song Qiao was helpless to refute it. While the Song family was considered a prominent clan, it couldn't be compared to the He or Pei families.

Her expression kept changing, as if she had constipation. "You're Mr. He's girlfriend, yet you're still entangled with Qi Feng. It's really a terrible sight. You think if Mr. He knew about this, would he immediately dump you"

"You can tell these to He Hanchuan and see if it's me who gets into trouble, or you." Xiang Wan said.

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