e quickly looked away. "Xiang Wan, you really are willing to go after anything."The disbelief in A-wei's eyes slowly faded, she lowered her head again, her eyes filled with self-deprecating amusement....Jiang Qi Feng remained unresponsive until he heard the name "Xiang Wan." He seemed to want to ask something, but when his gaze fell on Jiang Qing Ran, he closed his mouth again. His eyes held a mixture of entanglement and pain.
“Miss Lin has a grudge against Xiang Wan, and she specifically told me not to let her come. Why is she here today Did any of you give her an invitation” Jiang Qingran couldn’t call out the word “grandmother” no matter how hard she tried. She glanced at several people, her gaze lingering on Jiang Qi Feng for a long time.
Jiang Qi Feng's amber eyes flashed a hint of obscurity, "It wasn't me."
He and his sister, there was a rift between them after all.
Youtuber, Qing Ran did something wrong to Yuan Wan. He shouldn't hold onto what Yuan Wan did anymore and shouldn't say those things to her... Qing Ran would be disappointed if he heard those words; it was all his fault.
"Whether or not Xiang Wan comes, I don't really care. It's just that she and Miss Lin are at odds. If she comes, what Miss Lin says to my grandfather might make him unhappy." Jiang Qingran let out a light sigh, her brows carrying a hint of faint worry.
As soon as the words left her mouth, Lin Tianting in her wedding dress rushed over, holding up her skirt.
She was stunning, both in appearance and figure. Her expensive wedding dress and jewels certainly elevated her air of sophistication, but the moment she spoke, that aura of wealth-manufactured elegance vanished completely—
"Jiang Qingran, has that bitch arrived yet"
Seeing her, coupled with what she said, made the Lin family and Mr. Jiang's faces turn rather unpleasant. Many guests in the opulent hall looked out, and the guests who had just come down from the elevator silently glanced in this direction as well.
Jiang Qingran's eyebrows furrowed slightly, she glanced at everyone's reactions, a touch of melancholy flashed in her eyes, and she remained silent for a moment.
"I'm asking you a question, are you deaf" Lin Tiantian, carrying her wedding dress, kicked the wheelchair heavily. "Useless cripple, did you give an invitation to Xiang Wan as I asked"
Isn't she always thinking she's so amazing Now she almost killed A-wan and doesn't have to face any consequences. She's about to marry into a wealthy family.
She wants to have Xiangwan come over and see for herself that she's doing better than her, just to spite her!
The three words "crippled wretch" were like the sharpest knife, piercing Jiang Qingran's heart with pain. She gripped the wheelchair armrests tightly, her lowered eyes filled with gloom, but her pretty face was full of panic.
"Ah!"
The wheelchair was kicked backward by Lin Tianting, Jiang Qingran exclaimed in panic and desperately controlled the wheelchair. However, whether it was because of her panic or another reason, the wheels of her wheelchair just happened to run over Lin Tianting's foot.
Lin Tiantian was in so much pain that tears welled up in her eyes, "Damn it! You cripple! You really are a bastard!"
She instinctively wanted to step back, but because the wedding dress train was too long, she stepped on her own dress with one foot and stumbled backward, falling to the ground with a thud.
Immediately following, the wheelchair tipped over, and Jiang Qingran fell along with it onto her.
"Damn your mother!!! " Lin Tiantian cried out in pain, her voice hoarse and ragged.
Many people had come out of the Rich and Noble Hall, watching this scene like a farce.
"Qing Ran, Qing Ran, what's wrong with you" Jiang Qi Feng frowned and quickly stepped forward to control the wheelchair. His amber eyes were filled with anger and worry.
Jiang Qingran sat in the wheelchair, her face paling slightly, forcing a smile. "Brother, don't worry too much about me, let's see how Miss Lin is doing first, otherwise..."
The rest of his words stopped abruptly when he saw He Ke and Xiang Wan walking together.
A-Wei wore a pale purple, floor-length gown that accentuated her slender figure. Her hair was styled in an updo, and she adorned her ears with a pair of plump pearl earrings. A teardrop-shaped jade pendant, emerald green in color, hung gracefully around her neck.
The ornaments were few, but they were simple and elegant, giving off an air of nobility. The only flaw was the several obvious scars on her bare arms.
And He Hanchuan stood beside her in a black suit, his features handsome and delicate, like orchids and jade trees, with an extraordinary temperament.
They looked incredibly well-matched.
Jiang Qingran's wheelchair hadn't been lifted yet, she leaned back in it, looking up at the two people, her fingers clenching tightly onto the armrests, as if something was stuck in her throat, unable to utter a word.
Jiang Qi Feng's gaze swept over the two people, finally landing on Xiang Wan. Besides being amazed, there was also some indescribable emotion in his eyes.
"Come on, hurry up! I'm about to be crushed here!" Lin Tiantian cried out in pain, her face contorting and beads of sweat dripping down her forehead.
Jiang Qingran bit her lip and said softly to Jiang Qifeng, "Brother, please help me up quickly. Otherwise, if Grandpa comes, I won't be able to explain..."
“It was her who bullied you, not the other way around. Why do you have to explain yourself!” Jiang Qi Feng shifted his gaze away from Xiang Wan and bent down to pick up Jiang Qing Ran, saying angrily: “Don’t worry, grandpa is here. I’ll tell him exactly what happened!”
*
As soon as Xiang Wan arrived outside the luxurious hall, she saw Jiang Qingran sitting in a wheelchair, and the wheelchair was tipped over onto Lin Tiantian.
Hearing Jiang Qifeng say this, she sneered. While it might have been Lin Tiaottia who bullied others first, now it was unclear who was bullying whom.
"Hanchuan, I'm a little tired," Xiangwan smiled at Jiang Qingran, moving closer to He Hanchuan's embrace.
He smiled, wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her closer, then handed the gift to Mr. Jiang beside them, "Mr. Jiang, your face doesn't look too good. Is it because you were too excited about Grandpa Lin's wedding Did you have a bad night's sleep last night"
It's not a good thing for an octogenarian to marry a twenty-year-old woman and have her pregnant. It's disgusting to say that.
"Perhaps it's because there are just so many things to worry about with a wedding, getting a bit tired. Lao Hanchuan is worried," Jiang's father said, taking the gift and handing it to the guest who was registering the presents, trying to downplay the issue.
Jiang Qingran lay in Jiang Qifeng's arms, watching He Hanchuan and Xiang Wan behaving particularly intimately, her eyelashes fluttering.
She put on a strained smile and said softly, “Brother Hanchuan, thank you for taking the time to come despite your busy schedule. I’d like to thank Grandpa on your behalf. But the invitations were sent out by me, I don't remember sending one to Xiang Wan…”
"How come," He Hanchuan raised an eyebrow slightly, "I'm attending Grandpa Lin's wedding, and I don't even have the right to bring a female companion"
Jiang Qingran bit her lip, "I didn't mean it that way, Hanchuan ge don't misunderstand, I just…"
Before she could finish, Lin Tiantian had already gotten up from the ground. Her face was grim as she cut her off, "Who I invite to my wedding is my business, it's none of your concern!"
After finishing her words, she didn't even glance at Jiang Qingran's face. Instead, she provocatively walked up to Xiang Wan and said, "What use is it for you to cling onto Mr. He"
"I almost killed you, didn't you still manage to not kill me Today I'll show you, you not only can't kill me, but you have to watch me marry into a wealthy family!"
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