Chapter Thirty-One After this, don't look for death any

y clothes anymore, so here they are." Zhou Miao got out of bed wearing only her underwear and pulled out a khaki coat and a pair of wide-leg pants from the closet.She glanced at Xiang Wan's shoes, the..."Xiang Yu, 'Can you not even hold on for two more years in prison Just hold on a little longer, okay'"

Towards Evening licked her dry lips, but said nothing.

"Don't you believe me" Xiang Yu raised his hand, "Brother swears, if I can't do what I said, let me go out and get hit by a car, be struck by lightning on a rainy day, and die a terrible death!!!"

向晚 grabbed his raised hand, "Brother, don't do this…"

"Then promise me, from now on, don't think about dying again, okay" Xiang Yu said anxiously, "You survived the hardship of prison life, now it's better than being in there, right Just..."

"No, it's not good at all." Xiang Wan interrupted him with a hoarse voice, "Brother, do you know how it feels to be called a murderer everywhere you go"

She took a deep breath and trembled as she said, "Do you know how humiliating it is to kneel down and apologize to someone Do you know...how much it hurt me when Dad ran away from me"

In prison, she kept deceiving herself, telling herself that things would be better after she was released.

When she finally saw it, she realized, oh, reality can be so cruel.

"Brother, just pretend that you never had a sister like me. Just let me leave quietly, okay" Xiang Wan tried to force a smile. "I'll try my best to make it look like a natural car accident, so He Hanchuan won't have an excuse to take it out on the..." family.

"Well, that's a good plan."

At that moment, the door to the ward creaked open, and He Hanchuan walked in with a half-smile.

His always meticulously-tailored suit was slightly disheveled, with a thin layer of sweat on his forehead. It was unclear whether it was due to the high temperature in the hospital ward or some other reason.

A-wai's face turned deathly pale, her eyes wide with fear and panic.

How could he be here

"Staging a car accident to frame me" He Hanchuan walked step by step to the bedside, his deep eyes fixed on her, "Do you think you're clever Or do you think I look like an idiot"

Xiang Yu stiffened and stood up, blocking in front of Xiang Wan. “He Hanchuan, don’t go too far! Jiang Qingran’s legs are legs, but Xiang Wan’s legs aren’t She got her leg broken by you, she went to jail, what else do you want”

"Mr. He has quite a temper." He Hanchuan turned his head to look at him, saying faintly.

Xuanyu still wanted to say something, stubbornly crossing his arms. Xiang Wan tugged at the sleeve of his clothes and shook her head at him.

He frowned and shifted restlessly to the side.

"Mr. He," Xiang Wan stood up, looking at He Hanchuan, "Since you and Miss Jiang dislike me so much, I'll use my worthless life to make amends for the mistakes I made two years ago. What do you think"

Her face was pale, her work uniform loose and baggy on her thin, frail frame.

He gazed down at her, the stillness in her eyes, like stagnant water, was completely different from the arrogance and wildness, the adoration of two years ago.

His thin lips were pursed into a line, inexplicably irritable, "Death is too easy."

"It turns out my whole life isn't even worth a leg of Miss Jiang's..." Xiang Wan twitched her lips, wanting to laugh but couldn't. She just felt pathetic, "I understand."

"He, surname He, don't push people too far!" Xiang Yu clenched his fists, bloodshot veins creeping up his eyeballs.

He stroked the wrinkles on his suit, saying casually, "Mr. Xiang should thank me instead. If not for me, Xiang Wan might not have chosen to live."

Towards's anger almost burst through his chest, he raised his fist and swung it towards He Hanchuan's face.

"Brother!" Xiangwan pulled out the needle, barefoot and standing in front of He Hankan. They couldn't afford to provoke He Hankan.

Xiang Yu's fist hovered in mid-air, his eyes bloodshot, as he gritted out through clenched teeth, "Wan Wan, let go!"

"It's getting late, your sister-in-law and the children are definitely waiting for you. You should go back first." Xiang Wan's eyes were full of pleading. Her brother was the only one who treated her well, she couldn't drag him down because of herself.

Xiang Yu retracted his fists, forcing back the tears in his eyes, and glared at He Hanchuan, "He, remember this, if anything happens to my sister, I'll give my life to make you pay…"

"Brother, go back." Xiang Wan tugged at his clothes, interrupting him. "Pay attention to the wound on your head, and come to the hospital immediately if anything is wrong."

He stared at Yu Xin, his eyes burning with a crimson hue. He wanted to say something, but his throat felt as if it were stuffed with cotton, unable to utter a single word.

After a moment, he pulled out a card and shoved it into her hand. He glared at He Hanchuan standing beside them and then turned and walked away.

向晚 lowered her head to look at the card in her hand, it was still the same one from last time. She let out a sigh without a sound and put the card into the pocket of her work uniform.

As long as she doesn't touch the money on her card, her parents shouldn't find out.

"I'm sorry." She bowed ninety degrees to He Hanchuan, her voice weary. "I apologize for what just happened. Please forgive me."

"You two siblings seem to get along well." He Hanchuan said with a meaningful tone.

A-Wai pursed her lips and knelt on the ground, "I'm sorry, please forgive me."

"I'm not the emperor of a feudal dynasty, and I don't have the habit of requiring people to kowtow nine times." He Hanchuan lowered his eyes to look at her, his brows slightly furrowed. "Get up."

向晚's bruise on her knee hadn't healed yet, and her stomach ached painfully. She propped herself up with her hands and struggled to stand.

"Why am I getting an IV" He Hanchuan tilted his head and glanced at the IV bag.

The smell of alcohol in her mouth hadn't faded, making Xiang Wan feel sick. She tried her best to suppress the emotions churning in her chest, but when she spoke, there was still a hint of bitterness she couldn't hide. "I drank too much, my stomach is bothering me."

He stared at her with his dark eyes for a few seconds, then shifted his gaze away and gave a nonchalant hum.

Towards the end, she knew she shouldn't harbor any illusions and that she shouldn't expect him to feel guilty about it. However, when she heard his indifferent "um", she couldn't help but feel disappointed.

It turned out that her position in his heart was lower than she had imagined... She had overestimated herself.

Knock knock!

Someone knocked on the door, and before there was a response from inside, they pushed the door open and walked in.

Jiang Qingran, dressed in a white cocktail dress, sat in a wheelchair. Her perfect smile faltered when she saw He Hanchuan was also there, revealing a fleeting flash of surprise and jealousy in her eyes, which she quickly recovered from.

She wheeled her way up to him and shyly said, "So you remembered I came for physiotherapy today. I thought with how busy you are, you might have forgotten."

向晚 bowed her head, her hands clenched tightly around the fabric at her sides. She could feel the chill of the ground spreading up her legs and into her heart, leaving everything icy cold.

No wonder Ge Hanchuan came to the hospital, it turns out because Jiang Qingran is here for rehabilitation.

"How's your leg recovering" He Hanchuan glanced at Jiang Qingran's exposed legs in the cold weather, a hint of mockery flashing in his eyes.

"The doctor said that even if he recovered, it would never be the same as before," Jiang Qingran smiled bitterly and whispered, "But it's okay, even if I can't dance for the rest of my life, I won't blame Xiangwan."

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