Meng Lan forced the topic to change, "Should you stay in the hospital or go home to recuperate"Typical small talk.He retracted his gaze, lost in thought, and ignored her."Mr. He, I still have a lot of..."Well, I brought you some food." Xiangwan walked up to He Hanchuan's face and took out the plentiful meals from the lunch box under his expectant gaze.

"It wasn't you who did it" He Hanchuan's handsome face instantly sank, disdainfully reminding him, "Take it away, don't want to eat."

Now, Wanye is really getting better at fooling him.

"I'm going to the company gathering today, so I packed some signature dishes. And you can't just drink soup all the time, you need a balance of meat and vegetables,"向晚 patiently coaxed him, "You have a few bites first after a busy day, and I'll bring you soup tomorrow."

"No, don't!" He Hanchuan came up with a temper, like a child, he refused in a low voice, "It doesn't matter if I skip a meal, it's better to eat what you made first"

"...." Xiang Wan's cheeks flushed red, and then she slammed her chopsticks down on He Hanchuan's table in a flustered rage. "He Hanchuan, don't you forget that you still owe me a kneeling washboard session! Are you going to eat or not Give me an answer!"

She wasn't angry at anything in particular, just angry that what did it mean to be hungry for a meal How could he be so indifferent to his body.

“Huan!” He Hanchuan glared at Yue with defiance, but couldn’t hold it for a few seconds. His temper wilted, and he picked up his chopsticks, mumbling softly, “Fine, I’ll eat. What are you so fierce for My hand is probably swollen from your slap, don’t you feel sorry for me”

Youshen was standing before him, watching as He Hanchuan ate mouthful after mouthful, finishing his entire meal. He even handed the plate to her, checking it with a smile.

This is exactly what is meant by "one thing overcomes another."

He, He Hanchuan, who is feared and respected by all outside, bows to A-Wan unconditionally.

Knock knock!

An employee wearing glasses lightly knocked on the door. He came over specifically to deliver documents. Seeing that Helo was chatting with her wife in the office, he felt a surge of joy, "General Manager He, Madam, you guys continue talking, I'll come back later to deliver them."

"No need for that." Xiangwan quickly stopped him, "I just came to deliver some food. You guys are busy, just pretend I don't exist."

After she finished speaking, she quickly packed up the lunch boxes on her desk and carried them to the sofa.

And that employee, after hearing what A-wei said, showed a look of despair. For them, being able to stall for some time meant enduring less scolding.

But at this time, he could only bite the bullet and, clutching the document, walked up to He Hanchuan’s face, carefully handing it over. “He總, this is our marketing department’s new… revised… plan, please take a look.”

Because of nervousness, even his voice started to stutter.

He Hanchuan took the file from his hand and after flipping through a few pages, a flash of anger suddenly appeared in his hawk-like eyes.

Slap!

He slammed the file down on the table.

Seeing the displeasure in He Hanchuan's eyes, the employees looked as if they were facing a great calamity, despair etched on their faces. They trembled with fear, standing still with their eyes closed, waiting for his criticism.

"Fools..."

"Han Chuan, wait a moment, have some water." Just as He Hanchuan was about to criticize his subordinate, Xiang Wan timely walked up to him with a cup of water and silently gestured for him to leave from behind.

Employees, upon seeing her actions, suddenly let out a sigh of relief and hastily fled as if escaping.

Just as He Hanchuan was about to call out, he was captivated by Xiang Wan standing behind him, her fingers lightly kneading his temples. His tense nerves suddenly loosened a bit.

"Lu Wan, you're really a stumbling block in my work." He Hanchuan pulled her arm reluctantly, his voice hoarse from trying to suppress his emotions. "Be good, go home first. Wait for me to finish this period of work, and then I'll properly take care of you."

"Huanchuan, even when you're busy with work, you need to relax appropriately. This kind of high-pressure work not only harms your own body but also causes the employees to collapse mentally." Xiangwan reminded helplessly.

She ignored He Hanchuan's dissuasion, her slender fingers gently kneading his temples, giving him a massage to relax.

Toward's fingers felt like magic, no matter where they pressed, it was incredibly comfortable. He Hanchuan gently closed his eyes, enjoying the brief moment of peace.

"Hánchuan, has your workload increased since Song Yán left" Xiǎo Wǎn lowered her head and asked him softly.

"No, someone else can do Song Yan's work." He Hanchuan reminded in a low voice, "Xiang Wan, you mustn't have any burden on your heart."

He was scared off by the incident of being jealous the night before, and it was just a coincidence that he had planned an AI work in advance to surprise Hoshinova. But now, he didn't have the energy to continue researching how to please Hoshinova.

While A-wai noticed his reluctance towards this topic, she wisely didn't press further. However, she could clearly feel —

Song Yan's work is something anyone could do, but no one else could do it the way she did to satisfy He Hanchuan.

Looking at He Hanchuan being pressed down by piles of files, Xiang Wan even regretted driving Song Yan out of the company. Perhaps it wasn't a wise decision after all.

To be honest, she didn't want to be like Song Yan, a woman who was overly attached to He Hanchuan, always by his side. But she also didn't want to see him working late into the night every day.

After the massage, He Hanchuan received a call and was seen engrossed in a serious conversation.

When nothing was happening, A-Wan idly flipped through the files on her desk. After flipping through a few pages out of boredom, her eyes suddenly lit up.

She seemed to have realized something, hurriedly took out the handover documents that Song Yan had sent her before and studied them carefully. She found that the content of the documents she had sent before was no different from now, only that more effort had been spent on the format and color.

Suddenly, a suspicion arose in my mind: could it be that because He Hanchuan was so meticulous, Song Yan seized this opportunity

Realizing this, A-Wan's spine suddenly turned cold, and she was shocked by the strange thoughts of this woman.

She was indeed very skilled, but luckily she was kicked out of the company in time. Otherwise, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

"Damn it, several departments downstairs have actually united to protest and want a holiday. If they don't want to stay, then get the hell out of the company!" He Hanchuan commanded coldly, his deep eyes filled with fury.

Saying that, he picked up the suit jacket from the back of the chair and was about to go downstairs to settle accounts with those people.

"Hánchuān, hold on a moment." Xiǎowǎn promptly grabbed his arm and after a moment's thought, a gentle smile curved her lips. "Anyway, the work at Xiàng's family has already been finished recently, and I have some free time now. How about I help you out these days instead"

"You came"

"That's right, although I'm not as capable as you, I'm at least the company's vice president. Doing your short-term secretary position would be more than enough for me," Xiang Wan puffed out her chest and reminded him righteously, "You can even be my teacher, so why wouldn't I be qualified to be your secretary"

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