, he added, "I'm such a good actor, I feel like it would be a shame not to go into the entertainment industry!""It doesn't matter if you lack acting skills, with this face, Dr. Lu won't starve to deat...He grabbed his phone tightly and said coldly, "Do you know the reason"
" ... I see." The man's voice grew softer. "His aunt's name is Liu Xiangning. She worked as a maid in the Xiang family for several years. She told Dr. Lu Yancen about you and Miss Xiang quite a bit, so his impression of you... isn't very good."
It wasn't 'not good', it was 'very bad', but he didn't dare to say it.
He lifted his eyelids but didn't say anything. Instead, he said, "Give me Liu's current address and contact information."
After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone.
At this moment—
Click.
As the sound of the door opening echoed, He Hanchuan instinctively turned his head to look at the entrance of the ward.
Zhou Miao was half in the ward and half out, her hand gripping the doorknob, her back to him, bidding farewell to Xiang Wan. "I'll come see you tomorrow. If He Zong comes looking for you, just...just treat him like a big head of cabbage, don't get angry with him. The doctor said your emotional fluctuations can't be too big, understand"
Ge Hanchuan peered through the crack in the door at Xiang Wan on the hospital bed. The chubby cheeks she had two years ago had now sunken in, losing some of their youthful plumpness. Her facial features were more defined, with an indescribable maturity added to them.
But...seeing it made his chest ache.
Is this heartache
Because you like it, so you feel heartache
Towards Evening also saw him, her brows furrowed, she just glanced at him, and it was as if she had seen something dirty, she moved her gaze away.
He Jianchuan saw her reaction clearly, and a dull ache mixed with a tingling sensation arose in his chest. It was as if someone were pricking at his heart with a tiny needle, again and again.
Non-lethal, but very uncomfortable.
He didn't know if this was what Yu Xuan meant by liking someone. He had never been in love and didn't know what it felt like. All he knew was that before Xiang Wan turned eighteen, she used to stick by his side every day, and he had never experienced such discomfort.
After half a day, Zhou Miao's mouth drooped when she didn't get a reply from Xiang Wan. "Xiang Wan, did you hear what I just said If General He..."
"CEO He, when did you develop a peeping hobby" Xiang Wan interrupted Zhou Miao's words, her gaze falling on He Hanchuan behind her. Her indifferent voice carried a hint of sarcasm.
Zhou Miao's pupils contracted, stiffly following Xiang Wan's gaze. Her left eye twitched a few times, her face flushed with a chaotic mix of red, white, and purple, constantly shifting between the colors.
She swallowed nervously and stammered, "H-hello... Mr. He hasn't left yet What a... what a coincidence, hehe."
At the end, she laughed foolishly twice, not knowing where to put her hands and feet.
Luckily, she just said "When CEO Tang is a big cabbage," instead of "When CEO Tang farts" ... But now that this situation has happened, it doesn't seem to be any better.
"Recently." He Hanchuan looked at Xiang Wan and said.
Towards Evening frowned, lowering her eyes to avoid his gaze.
Zhou Miao stood awkwardly between the two, feeling uncomfortable all over – her head, arms, legs, buttocks, and back. She stole a glance at He Hanchuan, feeling as if she were being roasted over a fire.
"Zhou Miao." Xiang Wan looked at Zhou Miao's pale face and called out.
Zhou Miao turned around and looked at her, tears welling up in his eyes. "What's wrong"
"I have something I want to talk to Mr. He about privately. You should go back first," Xiang Wan said, licking her dry lips.
Hearing this, Zhou Miao was overjoyed as if granted amnesty. He hurriedly said, "Then I'll be going!"
She turned to He Hanchuan, not daring to look at him. She lowered her head and said in a very fast voice, "Mr. He, goodbye!"
Then he hurried away.
Towards the evening, through the crack in the door, she saw only He Hanchuan standing alone by the entrance. She lowered her gaze and smiled wryly at herself.
Upon seeing this, He Hanchuan's brows furrowed slightly. He raised his hand and loosened a button on his shirt, but the feeling of unease in his chest did not lessen.
Before, if there was a chance for two people to be alone, Huayuan would be so happy she wouldn't know what to do. Now... she avoids him like the plague.
One person sat in the ward, and one stood outside the ward. The door between the two was slightly ajar. The man stared straight at the woman, and the woman stared straight at the floor. Neither of them spoke, the atmosphere was somewhat oppressive and strange.
At this moment, Zhou Miao, who had just left, came back panting and dodged her eyes, saying: "Ha... I almost forgot to tell Yua that she was going to the restroom."
She chuckled awkwardly, under He Hanchuan's gaze, and walked into the ward with her hands tied.
向晚's eyes flashed, "I can go to the bathroom myself, you don't have to come back."
Zhou Miao stood with her back to He Hanchuan, feeling an uncomfortable prickling sensation. She shifted uncomfortably, "If it's inconvenient for you to talk business with Mr. He, I can wait outside."
> Sayu loves to bully W 向晚, he broke her leg and did so many things to hurt her.
It can be said that He Zong doesn't like Huayuan, right When she went into the emergency room, his anxiety, despair, and restlessness weren't acting.
Zhou Miao felt that she truly didn't understand the thoughts of these wealthy people. She couldn't understand President He, and she also couldn't understand Xiang Wan.
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