and poured her a new cup of tea. 。"Let me go and save face for Xiangwan" He Hanchuan picked up his tea, brought it to his lips, didn't drink it, and put it back on the table. "By doing this, are you..."Don't worry, except for..." Lin Nalu originally wanted to say He Hanchuan, but glancing at Zhao Yu beside her, she swallowed the name that reached her lips. "Those who scheme against you, neither I nor your brother will let go."

She assured向晚 of something, then hurried off to chase after 向宇.

Zhou Miao walked over and closed the door, standing stiffly to the side, stealing glances at Wan or Zhao Yu every now and then.

"You got rained on and stayed up all night with me, you've worked hard." Xiang Wan said to Zhou Miao: "Go back to rest, don't wear yourself out."

Zhou Miao was really too tired, and向晚 had already been out of danger, so she didn't push back any further and went home.

Zhao Yu looked at Xiang Wan, her eyes full of pity and guilt, "Are you hungry Would you like me to get you something to eat"

"No need, Auntie," Xiang Wan said. "I'm not hungry."

Zhao Yu sighed, wanting to speak but holding back.

"What He Zong did has nothing to do with you, and you don't have to feel guilty towards me or anything because of those things." Xiang Wan's voice was soft. After saying this, she covered her mouth and coughed once.

Seeing this, Zhao Yu's face changed drastically. He hurriedly grabbed her hand and asked, "What's wrong Has your pulmonary edema recurred I'll call the doctor over!"

She spoke in a rush, her voice filled with panic. As soon as she finished speaking, she stood up.

"No need." Xiangwan held her arm, rubbed her throat, and said softly, "It's just that my voice is a little scratchy. It's not pulmonary edema recurring."

Only then did Zhao Yu's face regain its color. She sat down and, after several attempts to speak, finally asked, "When did you get pulmonary edema How come I never heard about it"

"Anything you catch in prison, don't worry about it, you won't die from it," Xiangwan said nonchalantly.

But the more nonchalant she acted, the worse it felt for Zhao Yu's heart, "Wanwan—"

He cried out, then said nothing more.

"Isn't it true that what Mr. He did has nothing to do with you" Xiang Wan looked at her and smiled, "Mr. He is your own son, even if you stand on his side, I can understand."

She paused for a moment, then said with a hint of bitterness and sarcasm, "Besides, you've done so much more than the manager and Mrs. Zhang have for me."

Zhao Yu sighed and comforted her, "Don't be too sad. Your mother just got used to listening to your father. Actually, she still has you, her daughter, in her heart."

"Hmph!" Xiang Wan sneered, "What does it matter what she thinks of me, her daughter As long as Xiang Zong is around, she'll unconditionally stand by his side."

She moistened her dry lips and finished her sentence, "Even if the CEO wanted my life."

The VIP ward was very spacious, but Zhao Yu at this moment felt as if he were in a small cage barely a meter high, wide, and long. It was cramped and suffocating.

She opened her mouth, trying to say something, but didn't know what to say.

"Aunt, why don't you go back and rest I need a break too," Xiang Wan broke the silence, she moved her arms and murmured, "I'm so tired..."

Zhao Yu felt that the cage confining her had become even smaller, she couldn't even move now, “Ah Okay then, rest.”

She didn't even know what expression she left the ward with.

"Madam, it's young people's business, let them toss about themselves. Don't you worry about it." The maid advised after they left the ward.

Zhao Yu rubbed her aching temples, "I just feel sorry for Wanwan. After all, this child grew up under my care, and besides, what about the Jiang family..."

She stopped speaking, a flicker of sadness and unwillingness crossing her face. "Let's go," she said, "I'll go back and make some soup for Wanwan, and then loosen her up a bit."

Towards Evening lay in bed, unable to sleep. Instead, she opened her hands and stared blankly at the gauze wrapped around them. Besides the pain, she felt nothing else.

She really wanted her brother and sister-in-law to leave her alone too, so she could die without any burden and completely ignore He Hanchuan's threats.

But she was also afraid that her brother and sister-in-law would really leave her, then there wouldn't be anyone in the world who would care about her or pamper her anymore...

Are people all this contradictory

向晚 licked her dry lips, took a deep breath, and closed her eyes.

Tired, so very tired.

*

Towards the direction of Meng Hui Su, Xiang Yu drove with lightning speed, arriving first. Lin Na Lu ran after him, keeping pace.

At eleven in the morning, the Dream House wasn't crowded, but it wasn't empty either. The staff at the front desk, as well as the guests lingering in the lobby, were all looking at Xiangyu with varying degrees of indifference, mockery, or curiosity, whispering amongst themselves—

"How come he's wearing a suit on top and pajamas on the bottom That's so strange."

"Another foot is bare! That's so funny!"

"He must have had a screw loose! I heard he's been acting crazy lately, trying to learn how to do business and making quite a few jokes out of it!"

"Xiang Yu smashed the Dream Club a while back, and it's rumored that because of that, the Xiang family gave the G City planning area to CEO He. If Xiang Yu smashes the Dream Club again this time, what will the Xiang family offer as compensation!"

"To the birth of Zongsheng to Xiang Yu and Xiang Wan siblings, it's truly a debt repaid across eight lifetimes..."

The last person's words were cut short. Xiang Yu strode menacingly towards her, grabbing her by both arms. "An Ruya, is that you Wasn't it you who used to follow my sister around like a lapdog, licking up everything she left behind What, now that your master has fallen from grace, you dare step on his face!"

"Towards... towards Brother Yu," An Ruya was caught off guard, her feet leaving the ground, her face paling with fright. "I'm a woman... a woman..."

The moment her last word landed, Xiang Yu slammed her to the ground with a thud, his foot landing on her stomach. "What's wrong with women I want to beat someone up, I don't care if it's a man or a woman!"

Several women who were just now looking dishevelled and strange fell silent.

An Ruya, who was nearly scared out of her wits by You Chong's outburst, let out a cold snort, spat on the ground, and impatiently said to the front desk, "Where is your new manager and that Lin Tiantian Tell them both to get their asses out here!"

While Xiang Yu wasn't paying attention, An Ruya scrambled to her feet and dove into the crowd. She straightened her spine again, but this time her voice was much softer, "Do you really think this is your Xiang family Just wait for Mr. He to clean up after you, hmph!"

"Ms. An, what use is it to talk about people behind their backs Why don't you say it to Shao's face" Someone beside her laughed at her.

An Ruya murmured a few words, her voice so soft that no one could hear. Then she walked upstairs.

The receptionist at the Dream Inc. was always very strict, making everyone who came to watch the commotion think they wouldn't even bother with Xiang Yu.

But they didn't expect that the leader at the front desk stepped out and respectfully said to Xiang Yu, "Someone has already gone to invite Manager Zhou and Lin Tiantian. Please wait a moment, Young Master Xiang."

After finishing her words, she pointed at the large vase that she wanted Xiangyu to kick and said, "This is a Qing Dynasty vase that was just repaired. If you kick it, it'll cost tens of thousands of yuan. It's not worth it."

This time, before Yu could even react, the well-known good-tempered Lina Lu stepped forward and kicked over that large vase with one foot, “I just find it annoying.”

As for this "it," what it refers to—whether it's the vase, the receptionist, the onlookers, or He Hanchuan—entirely depends on each individual's interpretation.

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