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Chapter 434: Afraid I Owe You Money?

hat left her gasping for air.But she couldn't...she wouldn't, she refused to just die like this!She wants Jiang Qingran and Yao Shufen to pay for her child's death! She also wants...to spend a lifetim...Li Fuzong was startled and cautiously said, "General He, are you... okay"

"It's nothing." He Hanchuan pulled out a tissue and wiped the smudge off his face, his eyes churning with turmoil.

Jiang Qingran…… Hmph!

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The woman in the mirror was wearing a long, white wedding dress. Her features were pure and beautiful, and her figure was slender and unique. Judging solely by her appearance, there was nothing to fault.

"Pass me the eyebrow pencil," Jiang Qingran said, dissatisfied with the right end of her eyebrows. She took the eyebrow pencil from the makeup artist and lightly drew a sharp point.

She smiled to the side, returning the eyebrow pencil to the makeup artist and said to him and the others, “You’re all done. You can go now.”

The makeup artist and a few others looked at each other, one of them asking, "What about the final payment"

"Are you afraid I owe you money" Jiang Qingran was in a good mood today and didn't hold it against the person who spoke. "If you're not convinced, I can transfer the money to you right now."

She took out her phone, transferred money in front of them, and let them leave.

Then, she carried her pristine white skirt and walked out of the makeup cubicle.

The murmurs of the first few people hadn't died down yet, their voices carried on the air to her ears —

"You just talked to Jiang Qingran like that Don't you want to live anymore"

"Anyway, she's not the eldest miss of the Jiang family anymore, what can she possibly do to me There's nothing to be afraid of!"

"You can't say that. Look at her, she's so cunning. Someone like you with a pig's brain probably got played and is still giving them money."

"I'm not saying it, but she's beautiful and comes from a good family. Why does she have to hang herself on He Hanchuan alone If I were her, I definitely..."

"Shh, don't say anything."

Someone turned their head and just saw Jiang Qingran at the back, they quickly stopped their companion's words, and the group hurriedly left.

Jiang Qingran's fists clenched tightly, her knuckles turning white from the force.

She took a long, deep breath.

Today is a good day, she doesn't hold grudges against them like others.

Jiang Qingran adjusted her emotions, a perfect smile returning to her face. She lifted her skirt and walked into the hall that would be used for the wedding ceremony.

Red carpet, balloons, decorations, and photos playing on the big screen... those were pictures of her and her brother from years past.

She also paid some people to record blessing messages for her.

She collaborated with Yao Shufen, and all the money they earned was poured into this wedding.

Counting the time, Hanchuan should have found this murderer... This is finally coming to an end!

Jiang Qingran could no longer tell if she wanted to marry He Hanchuan because she loved him, or if it was a deep-seated stubbornness that had taken root in her bones.

But it doesn't matter, no matter what, all of this will end.

She smiled, took out her phone, and called He Hanchuan. Her number had been blocked, this was her new one.

But just as she expected, he didn't answer any unknown calls.

Jiang Qingran's lips twitched with a hint of bitterness, and she made a phone call to the media. "Alright, you can release the video now."

After hanging up the phone, she scrolled through the news again. Her video was already trending on the headlines.

# Once a wealthy heiress, now a murderer, where will Jiang Qingran go

A love triangle in a wealthy family ended tragically with Jiang Qingran killing Xiang Wan out of jealousy.

Jiang Qingran confessed that there was a shocking conspiracy behind the murder case.

All the comments under the news were mourning for Xiang Wan, pitying her, and even scolding her and the Jiang family. She just frowned at it for a few moments before closing the news.

This matter has blown up so much, Han Chuan ge must have seen it.

He loves Wano so much, he definitely wants to know who's behind the plot. She just needs to wait for him to contact her.

Her demands weren't high, she just wanted him to glance at her and walk through the wedding ceremony with her. She would tell him everything she knew about Yao Shufen.

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The phone vibrated.

It was He Hanchuan who called.

Jiang Qingran curled her lips into a smile, everything was just as she expected.

"Where are you" He Hanchuan's icy voice came from the phone, carrying a bone-chilling coldness.

Jiang Qingran pressed down the bitterness in her heart and said softly, "Hanchuan ge, I'll send you my location on WeChat. Come find me. Whatever you ask, I'll answer truthfully. There won't be any secrets."

There's only so much that can be said over the phone. If she were to ask him to accompany her through the wedding ceremony right now, he would probably hang up immediately.

It doesn't matter if he comes over later, she believes he will agree to her.

On the other end of the phone, there was no response. Jiang Qingran said softly: "I can swear that this time, someone cooperated with me. If I lie, may I die a terrible death."

"Do you have any truth left in your mouth" He Hanchuan sneered sarcastically.

"I've never told Hanchuan a lie," Jiang Qingran said. "Doesn't Hanchuan want to know who ordered me to do this"

There was a pause on the other end, followed by a cold voice: "Send me the coordinates."

Just as she had expected, Jiang Qingran smiled and said, "Okay, I'll be there in a while..."

Before she could finish her words, the other party had already hung up.

Jiang Qingran looked at her phone screen, unable to tell if she felt bitter, disappointed, or numb. Before she and Hanchuan had broken through that layer of window paper, he still gave her some face.

Now...

She tugged at her lips pitifully, then put away her phone.

Brother Hanchuan will probably bring the police or someone else over soon, and then send her to jail. But… she touched the side of her wedding dress and smiled, it didn't matter anymore.

It would be a while until Ji Du arrived, Jiang Qingran thought for a moment and still called Jiang Qi Feng, "Brother..."

She had barely opened her mouth when she was interrupted by a furious roar, "You killed Xiangwan How could I have such a venomous sister like you"

Jiang Qingran felt a sense of familiarity with these words. After all, she had deliberately caused that car accident back then, and her brother had also said the same thing to Yelan afterwards.

Two years ago, you framed Xiang Wan. Two years later, you schemed against the Xiang Group. It was your fault for hurting Xiang Wan in the first place, yet you showed no remorse and even killed her! Jiang Qingran, do you have a heart!

The last sentence, Jiang Qifeng almost roared from his throat, a mixture of anger, grief, and disbelief intertwined, unable to tell which emotion was stronger.

"Brother," Jiang Qingran's eyes welled up, her body trembling uncontrollably, "In your eyes, Xiang Wan is more important than a sister you share the same mother with, isn't she"

It's fine that Hanchuan favors Yanzhi, but why does her brother also favor her

"It's not about who is more important to her, Qingran, you killed someone! Can you still tell right from wrong" He barely recognized his sister anymore!

Jiang Qingran pulled at her lips, tears streaming down her cheeks.

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