don't drink alcohol." 。"向晚's hand paused on her stomach, her fingertips trembling slightly. " 。He... was he concerned for her She turned to look at his back. Before she could even utter the word "th...At this moment, Xiang Wan felt a tightness in her chest, and even He Hanchuan looked displeasing to her. She pushed him away directly, "You're good friends with Feng Mu, don't touch me. You two are the same kind of people."

As she spoke, she let out a cold snort and then, with her skirt held high, gracefully walked down the stairs.

He Hanchuan stood on the spot, watching his wife's figure ignoring him. He looked wronged all over his face. Who did he offend

Towards Evening, after looking around the venue, finally spotted Menglan. She was quietly wiping away her tears, and Xiang Wan’s heart ached for her inexplicably.

Perhaps because they shared similar experiences, she always paid a little more attention to Menglan.

As soon as Late was about to take a step forward to comfort her, she saw Menglan grab the backpack on the table and leave the venue.

Seeing this, Xiangwan's brows furrowed involuntarily, her heart filled with confusion.

Where is she going

And looking at her like this, she didn't even say hello to Feng Mu! This isn't something her personality would allow, is it!

向晚 hesitated for a moment, afraid that Menglan was drunk and might run into more trouble. She hurriedly followed after her, but just as she reached the door, it suddenly swung open and a blood-soaked figure dashed towards her at lightning speed.

"A-Wan, you wretched woman, I'll strangle you to death!" A sinister voice came from beside her ear. Before she could react, her neck was gripped tightly.

"Ah, cough, cough." Xiang Wan's footsteps retreated step by step until with a 'bang', her body was pressed against the wall.

She suddenly widened her eyes, staring at the man who suddenly appeared and was choking her. His face was ferocious, his tattered clothes were stained with blood, it was terrifying.

Xiang Wan desperately opened her eyes and took a closer look, it turned out to be — Wen Yongbo!

Almost instantly, the guests on the dance floor were stunned, stopping their dancing and scrambling for cover.

"My God, everyone run! This is an assassination!"

"How could this happen Don't kill me!"

"Save Lady He! Quick, get someone!"

“...”

At this time, He Hanchuan had just gotten a piece of chocolate cake that Xiang Wan liked from the food area and was about to take it to coax his wife when he heard a tremendous commotion coming from the dance floor.

He hastily turned his head, and upon seeing that Xiang Wan was being choked by Wen Yongbo, his pupils contracted sharply.

"Where are the bodyguards Get up here immediately!" He raised his low voice, barking orders at them. "If anything happens to Madam He today, I'll cut off your heads and bury them with her as a companion!"

The bodyguards, hearing his words, all rushed forward to grab Wen Yongbo's shoulders and give him a good tug.

And He Hanchuan directly opened the safe in the corner, pulled out a dagger from it, supported himself with the railing with both hands, took a long stride, and jumped down from the second floor.

In that instant, as he looked up, he saw that Xiang Wan's breaths were growing weaker and weaker. He felt his own breath seize in his chest, his legs turning to jelly beneath him.

He would gaze at Han Chuan, even if a dagger was pressed against his throat, without batting an eyelid.

Only Hualian... only Hualian, when she loses a single strand of hair, he would be so heartbroken!

He rushed forward in three steps and one, stabbing Wen Yongbo's waist with the dagger in his hand. He only heard a heart-wrenching scream from him.

He glared ferociously at Xiangwan, snarling, "Xiangwan, no matter where you run to, I won't let you go. You can't escape death!" He spat out a mouthful of black blood and collapsed onto the ground.

Listening to his words, A-Wan trembled and gasped for breath. Her dress was soaked with black blood. She lowered her head to look at Wen Yongbo lying on the ground, convulsing all over.

He was as if possessed, his whole body twitching with every feature, and he soon lost his breath.

A-Wan witnessed with her own eyes a living person die right before her, her face paling in terror. Just as her legs gave way and she slid to the ground, He Hanchuan quickly embraced her shoulders.

"Don't be afraid." He held onto Xiang Wan tightly, kissing her forehead, his voice laced with a hint of panic. "It's alright, no one will dare to hurt you anymore."

向晚's hands clenched tightly onto his collar, her forehead pressed against his broad chest. She panted heavily for a few moments before calming down.

"Thank goodness you're here," she looked up at He Hanchuan, her voice choked with tears. "When I was almost suffocated just now, I thought about a lot of things. I was so afraid that if I didn't accomplish them, I would leave you and Yanyan."

She was truly scared, saying she wasn't as brave as before. Perhaps it was that she was becoming more cowardly. After her marriage, she had developed too many vulnerabilities.

"No more talking." Helianchuan pressed his finger to her lips, his gaze as gentle as a half-moon, without any impurities. "Remember, Xiangwan, you have to live well, or the one who will be buried with you is me."

The one who was buried...was me.

This sentence, he said it with utmost seriousness. He had already lost A-wei once before, that feeling of being worse than dead, he didn't want to experience it again for the rest of his life.

"Young Master He, Young Mistress, what should we do with this person" the bodyguard suddenly stepped forward and asked.

"Take him to the back room." He looked around at the ruined venue and the panicked crowd, giving a cold command. "Send someone to calm the guests down, the party continues. Remember to seal off any information from the media."

Now he can't let anyone leave the banquet, or news about what happened to A-Wa will get out.

Today's matters can only be swallowed. He doesn't allow any news to get out.

Ge Hanchuan wanted to have his assistant send the shaken Ina back to Xi Zhuang, but Ina refused to leave and insisted on working with Ge Hanchuan on the case.

She had thought it over carefully just now. Although Wen Yongbo was foolish, he wouldn't be so stupid as to barge into the banquet in front of so many people and demand her life. Wouldn't that be courting death

And if I'm not mistaken, Bun’ei Bo was already wounded before coming. Who hurt her

It feels like Wen Yongbo choking her wasn't the main point. It was more like there was a mastermind behind it, warning them

This made A-Wai wonder if there was a connection between the exploding cake at Yán Bǎo's birthday party and this.

"Well, if you feel unwell just say so, I'll take you away." He Hanchuan's handsome face was gloomy, it was obvious that this sudden attack at the banquet had already touched his bottom line, he wouldn't continue to indulge anymore.

Then, he took off his suit jacket and draped it over her shoulders. He held her and walked her toward the backstage room.

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