while complaining, “I really made Dr. Lu angry this time. He didn't smile at me the way he usually does when he saw me…Miss Xiang, you have a good relationship with him, could you say a few words for...Towards Evening looked at her with a flat expression, "Is that so Then congratulations."

Having said that, she didn't glance again at Lin Tianting, whose tail was about to wag up into the sky. She took He Hanchuan's arm and said, "Let's go in, Hanchuan."

When she called out Han Chuan's name, she glanced in Jiang Qingran's direction.

Jiang Qingran had already returned to her wheelchair. She looked at Xiang Wan's brazen provocation and almost couldn't maintain the smile on her face.

"Hmm." He responded with a low hum, then suddenly leaned down.

When the warm touch came to her lips, Xiang Wan's pupils shrank, her hands pushing against his chest in front of her, instinctively wanting to push him away.

"Qing Ran and Jiang Qi Feng are still beside us." He Han Chuan hugged her waist, leaning close to her ear and whispering, his lips intentionally brushing against her earlobe as he spoke.

Towards the end, she relaxed her grip on his chest slightly. She furrowed her brows in thought for a moment before ultimately retracting her hand, obediently continuing to rest in his embrace.

It was only the warm sensation of his lips on her earlobe that made her feel uncomfortable. She instinctively turned her head to create more distance between her earlobe and his lips.

He's voice was very soft, the people beside him didn't hear what he said at all. All they saw was him acting intimately with Yanhua, and a touch more smile on his face.

Jiang Qingran watched as the two of them grew more and more intimate, her head bowed slightly, a hint of unwillingness and coldness flashing in her eyes.

"There are quite a few guests today. Uncle Jiang and Qingran should still advise your new elder well. Otherwise, it's fine if you bump into one or two important people, but if you offend too many people, I'm afraid that even your Lin and Jiang families may not be able to solve it."

He said this to both Mr. Jiang and Jiang Qingran, but his gaze fell on Lin Tiantian.

Lin Tiantian lowered her head, tugging at her wedding dress which had been torn open by the wheelchair. Under his cold gaze, her body trembled uncontrollably.

"Thank you, Brother Hanchuan, for reminding me. Please forgive Brother Hanchuan for what Miss Lin just said." Jiang Qingran tried to stretch her lips and said with a smile.

"Qing Ran, rest assured, I don't like to dwell on petty matters with villains." He Hanchuan said, "But it's your wedding day today, isn't it a bit inappropriate to still call Miss Lin like that"

Jiang Qingran's smile froze on her face.

"Come on, didn't you just say you were tired" He Hanchuan looked down at Xiang Wan, gently pinching her earlobe. He seemed to not see the slight furrow in her brow, and he wrapped his arms around her waist as they went inside.

After he left, Lin Tiantian spat on the ground, “He thinks he’s so great. I almost killed his wife, wouldn't he still have to watch me marry into a wealthy family! Humph!”

Guests looked on, with pity or scorn or indifference.

Miss Lin, today's visitors are either wealthy or noble. You should be more careful with your words and actions. Also, it's not time for the bride to enter yet. Please go back to where you belong for now." Jiang Qingran slowed his voice as much as possible and said softly.

"Hmph!" Lin Tianting glared angrily, kicking Jiang Qingran's leg. "You lame bastard, stay out of my business! After today, I'm your grandma. You don't get to tell me what to do!"

Upon hearing this, several guests raised their voices and said—

"For Old Lady Lin to speak like that is inappropriate. Miss Jiang may have a disability, but calling her 'crippled' is too hurtful."

Miss Jiang wasn't wrong. Mrs. Lin was being too harsh, poking at her wounds like that.

Children know to give way to the disabled. Old Madam Lin, full of foul language, even kicked Miss Jiang's injured leg, hurting her further. How cruel can she be

These people were all speaking up for Jiang Qingran, but as she listened to their veiled hints about her being disabled, a feeling of suffocating frustration welled up inside her.

She wasn't supposed to be disabled...

*

As soon as Yua entered the Fu Gui Hall, she drew a large crowd of eyes, some filled with awe and others with surprise.

Besides the newly appointed officials in the past two years, almost everyone else knew about Xiang Wan and had heard about the love-hate relationships between her and the Jiang family as well as He Hanchuan.

So seeing her here today at Old Master Lin's wedding, still arm in arm with He Hanchuan, it was hard not to feel a bit surprised.

Towards those people, A-Wan remained indifferent. She simply found a corner and, letting go of He Hanchuan's arm, sat down.

Jiang Qingran isn't here right now, and she doesn't need to pretend to be a loving couple with He Hanchuan.

"Cutting off the bridge after crossing it" He Hanchuan took two glasses of champagne from the tray held by the waiter and placed one in front of her.

Xiang Wan pursed her lips, just about to speak when the vibration of her phone interrupted her.

She took out her phone and glanced at the caller ID. She originally wanted to hang up. But thinking that Old Master He would arrange someone to pick her up tonight, she hesitated for a moment.

"Why didn't you answer" He asked, his gaze fixed on her phone.

Toward Evening wasn't comfortable taking this call in front of him, so she simply hung up. "Telemarketing," she said.

He looked at her steadily for a while, his eyes unreadable.

"What's wrong" Xiang Wan pretended to be nonchalant, raising her glass of champagne and taking a sip. She realized her hand was sweating for some reason.

He Hanchuan's long fingers tapped lightly on the table, nonchalantly saying, "It's nothing, just thought you wouldn't answer."

Xiang Wan's heart skipped a beat, wondering if he suspected anything.

"Your brother called" He Hanchuan asked.

Upon hearing this, A-Wai let out a silent breath and replied, “Mmm.”

At this time, several people came to congratulate Hanchuan and chat with him.

He glanced at the phone in Xiang Wan's hand, smiled at them a few times, and then went to talk elsewhere with those people.

They were talking at a distance that wasn't too far, but not close enough to hear what they were saying. 向晚 listened attentively for a while, and when she was sure she couldn't hear their conversation, she took out her phone and dialed the number of the stranger she had just met.

There, several consecutive busy signals.

Xiangling looked at He Hanchuan, who was laughing and chatting with people in the distance. She listened to the familiar "Sorry, the number you dialed is currently busy" on her phone, feeling a little uneasy.

Could that just have been Old Master He calling, and she hung up on him, making him angry

Towards Evening frowned, after two minutes, she dialed the phone again. After two rings, someone picked up.

Silverbolt, "You…"

She had just opened her mouth when she was interrupted by a sweet and enthusiastic female voice, "Hello, I'm from Huitong District. We just built a new batch of houses here. The location is convenient, the environment is elegant and quiet..."

Towards the end of his explanation, Yi Wan patiently listened and said, "No need, thank you."

Then he hung up the phone.

"Wawen!!!" Ren XiaoYa, wearing a black short evening gown, ran over with little taps of her feet. She shouted once, then hugged A-Wa from behind, "Wow, you're so beautiful today! Super stunning and gorgeous! You completely outshine everyone else, standing out like a crane among chickens!!!"

What was said before was still normal, but those few words later came out of nowhere.

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