nk about continuing as the nominal head of the He Group. 。At that time, don't say Mr. He disagreed, even Mrs. He, this doting elder who loves Wanwan so much, wouldn't ruin her own son's future for th...After noticing Mrs. Liu's odd stare, He Hanchuan nonchalantly withdrew his gaze, looking out the window as if nothing had happened, as if he hadn't been the one just stared at.

“Hmm.” Xiang Wan hesitated for a moment before agreeing, “I know my limits.”

Liu Shn felt she wasn't very reliable and was still not at ease.

But her sister-in-law, Lu Yancen's mother, bombarded her with over twenty messages on WeChat within five minutes. She could only rush over with Lu Yancen to pick him up.

The moment the door closed, the ward fell silent.

Xiang Wan sat on the sickbed, her head bowed, staring at the floor without a sound. He Hanchuan also lowered his head to look at her, but remained silent. The atmosphere was slightly eerie.

"Would you like another drink" Ten minutes later, He Hanchuan walked to the table and broke the silence.

Toward Evening still kept her head bowed, aloofly stating, “No more, thank you, Mr. He.”

The ward fell silent again.

"If that's all, Mr. He, then please go. I want to rest for a while." Xiang Wan clenched the sheets, looked up at him briefly, then quickly lowered her head again.

He walked to the bedside, his knobby hand lifting her chin. "You seem fond of this excuse," he said.

"Manager He, you misunderstood. It's not an excuse." Xiang Wan stood up, took a few steps back, widening the distance between them, still bowing her head, "A person with ailments all over their body can't compare to Manager He, they easily feel tired and weak."

His fingertips still held the smooth sensation of her chin. He moved his fingers slightly, then took a few steps forward, closing the distance between them to within twenty centimeters again.

"Besides pulmonary edema and leg illness, what other ailments do you have" He leaned forward slightly, his gaze lingering on the scar above her eyebrow. His heart ached faintly, as if pricked by a needle.

Maybe...it really is liking

Just like what Qingran, Yuxuan and his mom said

They were very close, so close that when Xiang Wan raised her eyelids, her eyelashes would brush against his face. And as he breathed, the hot air he exhaled sprinkled on her face, causing her to furrow her brows.

"I don't have any other illnesses, they're unrelated to General He." Xiang Wan took a step back, widening the distance between them once more until she was pressed against the wall.

She looked at him and, this time, directly drove him away, "I'm going to rest, Mr. He, go back."

"Yanan." He Hanchuan's eyes deepened, he took a step forward, his right hand propped beside her, and called out her name with a slightly chilly tone.

Yanan licked her dry lips, feeling uncomfortable with the cold wall behind her and the heat of his body in front of her. She looked up at his indifferent handsome face, her eyelashes trembling uncontrollably.

Even though she wouldn't admit it, she was truly afraid of him.

Even though her reason told her not to be afraid, her body remembered the pain he had once caused her. Fear of him had become something ingrained in her bones.

Tap.

At that very moment, the door opened.

"Lu Xia, I'm here to see you. How are you feeling" Ren Xiao Ya skipped in with flowers, her arms full, and upon seeing the two people practically pressed together in the hospital room, she was first surprised, then bewildered before her face flushed red.

He Hanchuan turned his head and glanced at her, then straightened up and faced her. Xiang Wan pursed her lips and walked a few steps to the bedside and sat down.

“You…you…” Ren Xiaoya’s face flushed red like a tomato. She looked at the two of them with flickering eyes, her face even redder. Then she gritted her teeth and said to He Hanchuan, “I came here to see Wan tonight. You…go take a cold shower!”

He Hanchuan didn't quite understand her meaning at first, he furrowed his brows slightly and remained silent.

"It's not what you think," Xiang Wan rubbed her temples, her voice a little hoarse, "He and I were just talking about some things."

After finishing her words, she pointed to her neatly pressed hospital gown and then at her neck and somewhat chapped lips.

He followed her movements with his gaze, his eyes flickering and his Adam's apple bobbing.

“Oh——” Ren Xiaoya responded in a drawn-out tone, sneaking a glance at He Hanchuan before tiptoeing to the bedside. She stuck her butt out and handed the flowers to Xiang Wan, “Wishing you a speedy recovery!”

As soon as the words left her mouth, she darted back to the door, pressing herself against it. Her face was pale and she looked extremely nervous.

WA, “…”

Like he hadn't seen Ren Xiaoya's panic, He Hanchuan walked to the bed in strides, took the flowers from Xiang Wan's hand, and placed them on the table.

"Ouch!" Suddenly someone pushed open the door, and Ren Xiaoya, who was pressed tightly against it, almost fell to the ground.

Zhong Yuxuan walked in carrying fruit and saw his apprentice with a dejected expression at the door, he couldn't help but laugh and cry, "What are you doing standing at the door"

"Even the big iceberg is here, it's terrifying!" Ren Xiao Ya shrank her neck and whispered, "Master, you have to take him out quickly, ah. I don't even dare to speak to Xiang Wan with him here, wuwuwu."

Zhong Yuxuan rubbed her bun, helplessly saying, "How old are you, and you're still making noises like that"

"I just want to cry!" Ren Xiaoya said with her neck stiff.

"…" Zhong Yuxuan chuckled softly, "One punch to kill the little crybaby."

Then, in her furious gaze, he walked into the ward, placed the fruit basket on the table, and asked Xiang Wan lying on the bed, "Xiaoya keeps mentioning Miss Xiang by my ear every day. How is Miss Xiang doing"

"Much better," Xiang Wan said.

"That's fine!" Upon hearing this, Ren Xiaoya smiled, but before her canine teeth could show, she retracted the smile and complained with a frown: "When something happened to you, I wanted to come. My master didn't say that President He said I couldn't come. If you were unhappy, it wouldn't be good for your health!"

Hearing the next sentence, Xiang Wan unconsciously looked at He Hanchuan, but she also found him looking at her. Their eyes met just then.

He hadn't moved, Hanchuan. Xiangwan first withdrew her gaze, her face not looking good.

I wonder if He Hanchuan would care about her health She really had no idea what he was thinking anymore!

Isn't it because we're afraid that she died too easily

"We're such good friends, how could I possibly make you angry!" Ren Xiaoya crossed her arms, her cheeks puffed out with anger. "If anyone doesn't deserve to see you, it's He Dong! He..."

Zhong Yuxuan pushed his glasses up, smiling as he pulled Ren Xiaoya into his arms and covered her mouth. "You little thing, you speak without thinking, always saying whatever comes to mind. There's no malice."

"You're not a child anymore, you always protect him like this, be careful and don't cause trouble." He Hanchuan said lightly.

Upon hearing this, Ren Xiaoya's eyes widened in anger. She wanted to say something, but since her mouth was covered, she could only make whimpering sounds.

"I'm here by her side, isn't that just to clean up her messes" Zhong Yuxuan was bitten by Ren Xiaoya, it hurt quite a bit, but he only raised his eyebrows slightly.

A flash of confusion crossed Han Chuan's eyes, he opened his mouth but said nothing.

He didn't quite understand Yu Xuan's excessive protection of Ren Xiaoya. If he were in Yu Xuan's shoes, even if he liked someone, he wouldn't protect them to this extent.

He can't be by her side all the time, nor can he protect her from everything. Her own growth is far better than relying on him.

At this thought, he frowned slightly, seeming to think that lately he always found himself thinking about this word.

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