et out a light hum and placed the teacup on the table. His brow furrowed slightly. 。 Knowing that Jiang Qifeng was going to get engaged, he still wouldn't let her go, so she was heartbroken Xiang Wan..."Hanchuan is such a good boss to his employees, with a kind heart." 。Jiang Qingran's eyes flashed, pushing the wheelchair to the table. "No wonder so many people like following Hanchuan ge." 。" The wheelchair and table were a fair distance apart, so she struggled to pick up the teapot. Her hand shook, and the scalding tea inside splashed straight onto Xiangwan's leg. " 。"Hiss!" The work uniform was very thin, and the scalding water almost splashed directly onto Xiang Wan's body. She gasped in pain, and cold sweat instantly appeared on her forehead. 。Her entire right thigh was soaked, the water from the teapot must have been poured almost entirely on her. Jiang Qingran was really calm and collected in doing things. 。He Hanchuan frowned slightly, his body had already left the seat, but seeing the water splashed onto Xiang Wan's body, he sat back down again, only his hand resting on the table, tapping the surface with a hint of irritability. 。 “I'm so sorry, I just didn't hold the teapot steady!” Jiang Qingran hurriedly put the teapot on the table, her flushed eyes filled with guilt. “Does it hurt I'm so sorry, I didn't know it would happen like this. If I had known, I would rather have been thirsty than…” He Hanchuan interrupted her coldly, turning to Xiang Wan and saying, "Go check your leg. You don't have to come to work for the next few days." 。" Thank you... Thank you, President He 。"向晚 whispered an apology, gritting her teeth as she glanced at the table. "Could I... borrow a teacup... "

He Hanchuan tapped the table a little faster, his voice tinged with coldness, "Use it." 。"Are you thirsty and want some water Let me get you some." 。Jiang Qingran blushed and hurriedly went to fetch the teapot. 。Then, she picked up an empty teacup and clenched her fist, struggling to control the urge to hurl it at him. "I'm not thirsty" 。"Not thirsty Then what are you going to do with the teacup" Jiang Qingran put the teapot back on the table and said worriedly, "The water is so hot, why don't we go to the hospital right away" 。 “ As she was going through the motions of concern, Huā Wǎn smashed a teacup to the ground with a crash. She picked up a shard and slashed it across her clothes, drawing a small cut. She grabbed the edge of the cut with both hands and held tight. 。Rip!The clothes tore, revealing a crimson thigh crisscrossed with more than ten blisters. The blisters and the old scars on her leg were a horrific sight. 。 If we don't tear open the clothes now, in a while the blisters and clothes will stick together, she'll have a hard time. 。He gazed at those water bubbles and scars for a moment, his tapping on the table ceased, for some unknown reason, his knuckles seemed to tremble slightly. 。"I'll pay for the teacup later." 。"向晚 wiped the cold sweat flowing down her forehead, and walked out with great difficulty." 。She already had an old injury on her right leg, and now it was burned by the scalding hot tea water. When she walked, her disability and slowness were even more apparent. 。He Hanchuan's pupils reflected her slender figure. His slightly furrowed brows had relaxed, but his eyes were even deeper. 。"You're hurt like this, it's inconvenient for you to go to the hospital yourself, I'll have Kanchuan find someone to take you " 。Jiang Qingran turned her wheelchair quickly to catch up with Xiangwan, grabbing her arm. 。The more she acted sincere, the more Yue Wan felt disgusted, "You don't have to... " She glanced at He Hanchuan and swallowed the "putting on a show" that had reached her throat, "It's not necessary to trouble Miss Jiang, I can just take a taxi there." 。"No trouble, this was my fault all along. It's only right that I had someone take you to the hospital." 。Don't be polite with me, if you're hurt by me and still refuse me, I'll feel even more guilty. 。Jiang Qingran took out her cell phone and pretended to make a call. 。He Hanchuan took it all in, lowered his gaze, and a gleam flashed in his eyes. 。 With a soft click, the door swung open and Meng Lan walked in. 。She glanced at A-Wan's ferociously exposed thigh, and in surprise covered her crimson lips, "What happened" "Nothing..." A-Wan wanted to say it was nothing, but seeing Jiang Qingran on the phone, she licked her dry lips, "I got burned, need to go to the hospital. Lan Jie, can you find someone to take me""Come on, I'll find someone for you right now." 。Menglan glanced at Jiang Qingran, her glittering peach blossom eyes lifted slightly. She supported Xiangwan and left. 。Jiang Qingran stared blankly at the empty doorway for a while before pushing his wheelchair over and closing the office door. 。She bit her lip and said softly, “Lan Jie's eyes just now... did we misunderstand something”"Isn't that the truth" He Hanchuan stood up, one hand in his suit pocket, a smirk on his face, his eyebrows full of sarcasm. 。"I did burn myself on A-wei, that's a fact." 。"Jiang Qingran lowered her eyes, her face full of guilt and a hint of grievance. "But it's really inconvenient for me to pour tea in a wheelchair, Wanye... she should understand, right" 。"He Hanchuan let out a cold snort, his fingers tapping lightly on the table, “If my memory serves me right, you didn't visit the Dream Pavilion for several months." 。“ Jiang Qingran looked at him with confusion, “Hmm Why did you suddenly bring this up” “Why have you been so diligent these past two months” He Hanchuan stopped tapping the table, sat straight up, and said word by word, “And every time I just got here for a little while, you came, isn’t it a bit too coincidental” Jiang Qingran blinked her eyes innocently, “You didn’t say, I didn’t notice, it really is like that...” 。"Once or twice might be a coincidence, but if it happens often, it's probably not." 。"He Hanchuan stood up, his hands propped on the table, staring intently at Jiang Qingran, "Qingran, don't touch my bottom line." 。The air in the office seemed to freeze at this moment. 。"Brother Hanchuan, what are you talking about I don't understand." Jiang Qingran blinked her eyes and asked softly. 。He lowered his head and smoothed out the slightly wrinkled suit jacket. His short hair shimmered in the sunlight, flashing with a cold light. "You're a smart person, don't make me say it too plainly. Once that paper on the window is torn, it won't be good for you." 。"You don't think I'm following you or have someone watching you, do you" Jiang Qingran sighed, a little helplessly. "I just wanted to talk to you about my brother's engagement next month, and I happened to hear you were here, so I came over. It's not as complicated as you think." 。He sat down again, glaring at her with cold eyes without saying a word. 。Their eyes met, a hidden current swirling beneath the surface. 。"I'm telling the truth, if Brother Hanchuan doesn't believe me, there's nothing I can do about it. " 。Jiang Qingran spread her hands, a hint of dejection in her eyes. 。Ge Hanchuan twitched his lips, but there wasn't a hint of a smile in his eyes. "I don't like women who lie to me, and," he raised his eyes and glanced at her coldly, "The Ge family is never short of marriage candidates" 。" As everyone knows, I injured Han Chuan's leg two years ago. If the He family changed their marriage partner, it would probably affect their reputation. " 。If someone with ill intentions uses the media to hype it up, then the stock price of the He Group could be unpredictable. 。Jiang Qingran's lips curved into a faint smile. 。Please remember the website where this book was first published: . 。Here's the translation: Let me know if you have any other text you'd like translated!lattering words, Wang ZhiShan smiled on the surface in response to them, but secretly her slender fingers clenched tightly around the high-heeled red wine glass, watching them, her heart already jealo...