antian stuck out her neck, her nostrils flared slightly upwards.Wanye pulled at her lips, but there wasn't a hint of a smile in her eyes. "You can try," she said.After that, he returned to his own bed..."You..."

As she was about to retort his nonsensical ramblings, she saw displeasure flash across his face. His eyes narrowed and fixed on her, his voice laced with a hint of grievance, "Yua-wan, you dare to be rude to me now!"

"I... I don't have any." Xiangwan felt helpless.

"I'm a patient, and you're still abusing me, not letting me eat enough." He looked at her, but he reminded her with righteous indignation, "Xiang Wan, are you going to starve me to death and then remarry"

"Eat, no one is going to fight you for it!" Xiang Wan was exasperated, what kind of illogical sophistry was this

And the bodyguard in the ward had long since quietly left. Even though he was a steel-straight man, he couldn't help but feel goosebumps all over from how sweet these two were.

However, he finally understood why He Hanchuan valued Xiang Wan more than his life. After going through so much and still choosing to trust each other, it was truly not easy.

Bang.

The door was shut.

Toward the evening, she angrily opened the thermos and poured a large bowl of bone broth right in front of him. “Eat more, if you don't finish it, I won't make it again next time.”

And He Hanchuan was not in a hurry. Under Xiang Wan's gaze, he ate up the whole pot of bone broth gracefully and calmly, "No dessert after the meal"

"... Silence fell upon Xiang Wan, "No." With a pot of bone broth this big, and after a meal of rice, who wants to add dessert I'm afraid we might burst!"

As for He Hanchuan, she was both angry and helpless. She could only wash a pear that aided digestion and peel it with a small knife. "Song Yan has already been caught, what are you going to do with her"

"Solve it yourself." He Hanchuan's eyes were cold, daring to scheme against him, he was truly tired of living.

A-Wai knew he would do this, her brows furrowed, she still opened her mouth to remind him, "Song Yan truly deserves death, but she doesn't deserve for us to take action. Let's just send her to the police station."

"Late, she's even moved your man, and you're still generously defending her" He Hanchuan deliberately emphasized the syllables. Her reaction made him feel a pang of jealousy.

"I don't mean it that way." Xiangwan held his face in her hands, her tone serious as she reminded him, "It's Song Yan who doesn't deserve you to lay a hand on her. And sometimes, worse than death is the fear of waiting for death every day."

For example, Jiang Qingran at the beginning, after entering prison, committed suicide!

And He Hanchuan seemed to have remembered Jiang Qingran as well, a hint of mockery curling at the corner of his lips. He instinctively tightened his grip on Xiang Wan's shoulder, "Alright, I'll do what you say."

No matter what the outcome, he wouldn't let Song Yanhao get away with it.

Xiang Wan stayed with He Hanchuan until the morning when the CEO of his company came to visit him. Only then did Xiang Wan leave and rush to the Xiang Group.

Just as he stepped out of the hospital, he saw several bodyguards from the He Group also coming out and getting into the last car.

Seeing this, Yuzuru couldn't help but curiously ask, "Where are they going"

They just received notice and are planning to send Song Yan, who’s being held nearby, to the police station. I have to say, that woman really deserves it.

"Hmm." Xiang Wan responded faintly, not wanting to ask any more. But as the car drove around the hospital for a circle, Xiang Wan suddenly remembered something she had left in the ward, so she told the driver to go back and get it.

The journey wasn't long anyway, but if she followed him it would be too much trouble. So he had the driver stop by the side of the road near a tree and waited for him in the car, playing on his phone.

"Ugh, you bastards...let me go!" Only then was heard Song Yan's terrified scream coming from not far away.

"Shut your mouth. Say another word, and I'll pull out your tongue." The bodyguard threatened her menacingly, and right after that, the sound of shuffling footsteps came closer.

When A-Wan heard their conversation in the car, she couldn't help but look up and out the window. She saw several bodyguards pressing Song Yan's shoulders toward a black car.

Song Yan's body was covered in wounds, her hair was disheveled, and the makeup on her face was smeared by tears, making her look particularly miserable.

When Wanye saw this scene, she just furrowed her brows in disgust, but there was no sympathy in her heart, only the thought that he had brought it upon himself!

She was just about to withdraw her gaze when she unexpectedly saw Song Yan, who went hysterical and roared towards the car direction, "Xiang Wan you woman, you're going to die a terrible death! If it weren't for you, I wouldn't end up like this!"

When the bodyguards peeked inside, they saw that Huáng Huái was really in the car. They immediately slapped Song Yan across the face —

"Shut up!!!"

Song Yan's lips were bloodied from the slap, she couldn't resist their strength and was about to be pushed into the car. "Xiang Wan, don't think you're so amazing, what happened to me today will be avenged on you sooner or later."

"Right now, Mr. He finds you fresh, but how many years can that last Sooner or later, Mr. He will find you repulsive with all your scars and think you're hideous!"

Song Yan hadn't finished speaking when she was pushed into the car by her bodyguard, probably to avoid offending Xiang Wan and gave Song Yan a beating.

Hearing the screams coming from inside the car, Xiang Wan's face instantly turned pale, and her heart felt extremely uneasy.

The scars on her face have always been her biggest worry.

For so long, He Hanchuan has instructed everyone in the house and within the company to never mention the scar on her face, providing her with the utmost protection.

But where is there a wall that doesn't let in the wind This kind of heart knot, you must completely eradicate it. Otherwise, it’s like a thorn stuck firmly in your heart, unable to be moved or touched.

The driver pushed open the car door and walked in, handing what he had just taken to A-wei. He carefully observed her face, "Madam, are you alright"

"Hmm." Xiang Wan's eyes were tinged with dejection, "Let's drive."

She was never good at sharing her feelings with others. She tried to push the hurtful words Song Yan had said out of her mind, but the harder she tried to forget, the more clearly she remembered them.

Moona, one day, what goes around will come around.

A-wai, you're covered in scars, ugly to the extreme. In a few years, He Zong will definitely despise you!

A recording player seemed to be installed in Xiang Wan's head, constantly replaying the same things. Her mood, which had just lifted, suddenly crashed at this moment.

During the next few days, A-Wan spent her time between the company and the hospital taking care of He Hanchuan. Although she didn't show it, He Hanchuan still sensed that her spirits were low.

At first, He Hanchuan thought Xiang Wan was just tired, until he asked the driver and learned that Xiang Wan had been stimulated by Song Yan's words.

This damned woman, he really should cut her tongue out first.

Although he really should try to find a way to fix Hualian's face, he hasn't given up looking for plastic surgeons over the past few years, but he hasn't found any good ones yet, and it's been delayed.

But this time, no matter what means he uses, he must heal Xiangwan's face!

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