or angry, I never shed a tear in front of people. 。At this moment, A-Wei's tears could no longer be controlled. She tilted her head up, trying to force the tears back, but even more tears flowed down...Upon hearing this, Ren Xiaoya stopped in her tracks and ran to the two of them, stretching her neck to look at He Hanchuan's trousers. If she wasn't genuinely intimidated by him, she would have wanted to pull up his pants and take a look.

But A-Wei didn't even stop her steps, walking towards where the car was parked by herself, ignoring what happened behind her.

He glanced at the back of Moona's retreating figure, his brows furrowing slightly. "It's nothing," he said.

Zhong Yuxuan followed his gaze, raised an eyebrow, and quickly walked in front of Xiang Wan, blocking her way. "Miss Xiang, I have to send Xiao Ya home and then go to the office to handle some things. I really don't have time to send Hanchuan to the hospital. Why don't you accompany him to the hospital"

"I just heard that General He said everything is fine." Xiang Wan said faintly.

Zhong Yuxuan passed her and looked at He Hanchuan, clearing his throat lightly, "Hanchuan, your wound is bleeding again. Maybe you should go to the hospital for a check-up, just in case there are any aftereffects. What do you think"

He nodded, casually glancing at Xiang Wan not far away, "That's good too."

"Sorry, I have to go to work early tomorrow and don't have time. Goodbye." After finishing her words, Xiang Wan didn't give Zhong Yu Xuan a chance to plead, and directly hailed a taxi and left.

After she closed the car door, Ren Xiaoya quickly darted to the other side and got in. Then, she rolled down the window and cheerfully said to Zhong Yuxuan, "Master, you're so busy, don't send me off. I can just take a taxi back like Xiangwan!"

Then, she quietly and shyly said to He Hanchuan, "Mr. He, goodbye."

He didn't speak, his gaze was dark and unclear as he looked at the side of Xiang Wan in the car. His thin lips were tightly pressed together, something seemed to be churning in his eyes.

Towards evening sat in the car, even though she felt his gaze, she didn't turn to look at him or say anything.

"Miss Ren, where are you going" she turned her head and asked Ren Xiaoya beside her.

Ren Xiaoya hurriedly said, "City government, I get off at the city government... bus stop!"

"Master, first to the municipal government bus stop, then to Meng Huishuo, thank you." Xiang Wan leaned over, squeezing past Ren Xiao Ya, and rolled up her window.

The driver said, "Okay," and quickly started the car, disappearing at the first intersection.

Not until the taxi disappeared from sight did He Hanchuan retract his gaze. His right hand, which had been resting along the side of his trousers, instinctively twitched with nervous energy.

Chung Yu-hsien stretched, pushed his glasses up, and asked him, "Are we still going to the hospital"

Ge Hanchuan walked towards where the car was parked, leaving him a back view, "Bleeding doesn't mean he's dead."

“You said you wouldn't go, but you can't say I'm not righteous.” Zhong Yuxuan caught up to him in a few steps, placing his hand on his shoulder. “Hanchuan, let's continue the conversation we didn't finish before. As a gold medal lawyer, I have the purest pursuit of truth.”

Before they could get an answer about why He Hanchuan and Xiang Wan had broken up, Xiao Ya barged in.

He had already walked to the Mercedes-Benz, his brows furrowed. He said to him, "Get in."

Zhong Yuxuan took the car key and opened the door, getting into the driver's seat. He Hanchuan went around to the other side and sat in the passenger seat.

"Hanchuan, what did Xiangwan do to you two years ago You won't tell me, and I just keep feeling anxious and thinking wildly all day." Zhong Yuxuan didn't hurry to start the car, but turned his head and asked.

Ge Hanchuan's handsome face was slightly somber. The car wasn't lit, only the colorful lights outside streamed in, making the light dim and obscuring his expression.

But thanks to their years of friendship, Zhong Yu Xuan tactfully didn't press further. He pushed his glasses up and said earnestly, "If you still can't let go of her, then forgive her past mistakes. Why torture yourself"

"I can't let her go." He Hanchuan frowned, answering without hesitation.

Jong Yu-xuan smiled, leaning in suddenly and unbuttoning the two top buttons of his shirt. He took out the jade pendant around his neck. "What about this I remember that bastard Xiang Yu spent a lot of money to get a replica made for his sister."

"Just exactly the same." He Hanchuan's eyes flashed, he couldn't even tell himself why he had to lie about such a trivial matter.

Zhong Yuxuan snorted, "Don't try to fool me! The first time I met Xiang Wan, she had one around her neck. Now hers is gone, and conveniently, you have one that's exactly the same Is there such a coincidence in the world"

He furrowed his brows and tightened his lips, saying nothing.

"Well, speechless now You're..." Zhong Yuxuan rarely found a chance to belittle He Hanchuan, and was just about to unleash a torrent of words when suddenly someone knocked on the car window.

He could only let go of He Hanchuan for now, straightened up and rolled down the car window.

Two traffic police officers were knocking on the car window.

Zhong Yuxuan pushed his gold-rimmed glasses up and adopted the posture of a top lawyer, "Is there anything I can do for you two"

Two traffic police officers looked at each other, their faces strange.

Then, the older traffic policeman cleared his throat and said, "This is a public place, what you're doing in the car can be seen by everyone passing by."

After finishing his sentence, he glanced subtly at He Hanchuan's slightly unbuttoned shirt, shaking his head.

John Yu was dumbfounded, ""

"If you two are really in a hurry, you can go to a nearby hotel. If you're looking for excitement, you can go out into the wild. But please be mindful of others in public." The slightly older officer said another sentence, then left with the other officer.

The young traffic officer's voice drifted on the wind, "No wonder my sister always complains that all the handsome men are gay..."

John Yu-Hsuan, “...”

What on earth is going on

He

silently moved away from him.

“I have no interest in you,” Zhong Yuxuan said with a stiff face.

He started the car and didn't continue the topic that would make straight men collapse, "If you can't let go of A-wei, think about it when doing things in the future. If you keep offending people like this, you will regret it sooner or later!"

Helian Chuan took off the jade pendant, twirling it in his hand. The flickering light cast dancing shadows on his face, and one could faintly see a fleeting conflict in his eyes.

Jong Yuxuan sent him to the He family and left. Before leaving, he reminded him that his leg was seriously injured and he should go to the hospital, absolutely don't try to be tough.

In the hall, Zhao Yu sat on the sofa. The elegant woman who always paid attention to her image now had red eyes and a hint of loneliness on her face.

"Fighting with your dad" He looked at her and asked.

Zhao Yu smiled, "It wasn't really an argument, just..."

Her voice choked with emotion, tears welling up in her eyes before she could even finish her sentence. She covered her mouth in a flustered attempt to contain herself.

"Here, wipe it." He took out a handkerchief and handed it to her, then sat down on the sofa opposite her.

Zhao Yu wiped away her tears, adjusted her emotions for three or four minutes, and said: "It's nothing, just your Aunt Lin felt offended by me and you here, she called your dad, and then your dad immediately called me... saying that if your Aunt Lin called him again to complain, he would divorce me."

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