Chapter Twenty-Nine: Spit It Out

down in a chair.The Dream House's reputation is well-known, so attracting dozens of people wouldn't be a big problem.But new employees need training for half a month to a month before they can be full...Towards Evening tightly clutched her hand, without turning back, "Mr. Jiang already has a girlfriend. Staying here with me won't make you afraid of being misunderstood by your girlfriend"

The weight on her shoulders eased slightly, and she didn't even glance at Jiang Qi Feng as she strode out of the stairwell.

It's just that I was unlucky and ran into Song Qiao.

Towards Evening hesitated for a moment, then continued forward, but no matter which way she turned - left or right - Qiao also mirrored her movements, effectively blocking her path.

"What did Afeng want with you" Song Qiao asked through gritted teeth.

Toward Evening didn't answer and instead asked, "Everyone says I broke Jiang Qingran's leg. Do you think Mr. Jiang would be with the enemy of his sister"

Song Qiao hesitated for a moment, but still couldn't help but ask, "If you have nothing to hide, just tell me why Afeng came looking for you."

"Just ask me whatever you want." Jiang Qifeng walked out from the stairwell, his face not looking good.

Song Qiao's jealousy and anger vanished from her face, leaving only panic and anxiety. She ran to Jiang Qi Feng's side, hugging his arm, and whispered, "A Feng, I..."

Towards the end, A-Wan didn't want to get involved in their couple's drama. Without Song Qiao's obstruction, she directly entered the banquet hall.

At the banquet, everyone was dressed in fine clothes and heavy makeup, holding wine glasses and laughing merrily. But she stood out, with her messy short hair and a clean uniform, looking utterly out of place. For a moment, she didn't know where to go or what to do.

She stared blankly as He Hanchuan stood beside Jiang Qingran, talking to Jiang's parents. She didn't know what they were talking about, but his handsome face held a faint smile.

And her father and several men in suits were chatting and laughing, but he only glanced at her briefly before quickly looking away, as if he had seen something dirty.

This was the first time she truly realized she was utterly alone.

"Miss, Mr. He asks for you to come." the attendant walked over and said.

Xiang Wan tiredly nodded, dragging her heavy legs towards He Hanchuan.

"A-wai, your clothes are all wet. You'll catch a cold if you wear them for the rest of the night," Jiang Qingran said softly. "Why don't you change into my dress first"

"She broke both your legs, and you're still so nice to her Are you stupid" Jiang's mother said, exasperated. "Did she sell you, and you're still happily counting her money"

Towards Evening lowered her head and bit her lip tightly, anger surging in her chest, but besides enduring it, she couldn't do anything else.

He smiled faintly and said, "Auntie Lin, you don't seem to know your daughter very well."

Jiang Qingran stupid Hmph, a joke.

"" Jiang's mother looked at him, not understanding what he meant. Meanwhile, Jiang Qingran in the wheelchair's face wasn't looking good.

Hege Chuan didn't intend to explain anything. He placed the empty glass on the waiter's tray, took another glass of champagne, and strode away with his long legs.

Toward the Evening, followed closely behind him. Her stomach wasn't feeling well; she hadn't eaten anything since lunchtime and now it was starting to ache.

"Jiang Qi Feng looking for you" He Hanchuan asked casually without even stopping his steps.

Xiang Wan was stunned for a moment before realizing he was asking her. She hummed in response.

"To get back into this circle, you've really been putting in the effort," He Hanchuan stopped and looked down at her. "You think, after breaking Qingran's leg, you still have a chance with Jiang Qi Feng Hmm"

His deep eyes were fixed on her, his expression was the same as usual, yet she inexplicably felt that he was unhappy. Though she couldn't figure out what had upset him.

She licked her dry lips, lowered her gaze to avoid his eyes, "I don't."

He Jianchuan let out a light chuckle, his smile seeming laced with mockery.

Towards Evening opened her mouth as if to explain, but in the end, she didn't say anything. He never believed her words anyway, there was nothing to explain.

"Mr. He, it's been a long time," someone came up with a glass of wine, smiling ingratiatingly.

He raised his head and took a step forward, but when he glanced at Xiang Wan, he stopped and said, “Are you the brilliant Mr. Li”

"Yes, yes, yes!" The newcomer was surprised that He Hanchuan remembered his name. "I'm Li Guangsheng from Zhuangguangbaosheng. I had a cooperation with your company last year..."

He rattled on and on, then politely clinked glasses with He Hanchuan.

"I don't have a good tolerance for alcohol, so I'll have someone else drink it. Mr. Li doesn't mind, right" He Hanchuan said politely, but before he could respond, he directly handed the cup to Xiang Wan behind him.

When Li Guangsheng saw the work clothes on Xiang Wan, his smile froze for a moment before he quickly said, "It's no problem at all, it's an honor."

He raised his glass and laughed, "I'll drink this one to you!"

向晚 lowered her gaze, staring at the champagne in her hand. Her face was grim.

At banquets, being urged to drink is inevitable, but given He Hanchuan's status, he didn't want to drink, and no one dared to say anything.

He's doing this just to mess with her.

"Why not drink" He Hanchuan tilted his head to look at her, "Are you looking down on Mr. Li Or are you looking down on me"

Upon hearing this, Li Guangsheng's gaze fell on Xiang Wan, his brow furrowed, and his face was not looking good.

"No, I wouldn't." Xiang Wan said in a low voice, raising her cup and taking a small sip.

He glanced at the nearly untouched champagne, his voice cold. "Just one sip. Don't you want to give Mr. Li some face"

"How dare I" Xiang Wan forced a bitter smile, suppressing tears welling in her eyes. She lifted her head and swallowed them all at once.

Champagne flowed down my throat, a fiery pain in my stomach, like being roasted by flames, pricked by thousands of needles, yet nothing compared to the pain in my heart.

She had a stomach ailment before she went to prison, and he knew she shouldn't drink much.

Seeing Li Guangsheng’s successful conversation, many more people gathered around. Everyone was eager to get close to He Hanchuan, this big golden thigh.

Wawen had lost count of how many glasses of alcohol she'd consumed, all she knew was that a burning sensation raged in her stomach, the pain almost numbing. She didn't even have the chance to refuse.

"If you're going to vomit, then do it." He glanced at her, and when he saw the cold sweat on her forehead, his brows furrowed slightly before returning to their usual composure.

Towards the end of this, there was a terrible churning in her stomach. Acid welled up her esophagus, but she gritted her teeth and swallowed it down despite feeling sick.

Upon hearing this, she nodded, covered her mouth, and stumbled into the restroom.

"Ugh!" She clutched at her collar, vomiting as soon as she stepped into the cubicle.

What she ate at noon had long since been digested, and after vomiting for a long time, she only spit out some sour water.

The sound of running water started, someone came out of the cubicle and turned on the faucet to wash their hands.

"Did you see Yi'an at the party today"

"Of course I saw her, dressed like that, it's impossible not to notice. How could she even have the face to show up at an event like this Doesn't she care about looking embarrassed"

“It's fine if people abandon her, but it makes me look bad too. I just went shopping and sang karaoke with her before, but now so many people think I'm her friend and ask me why I didn't say hello to her!”

"Qing Ran is just too kind. If she directly sued Xiang Wan for attempted murder and let her rot in jail for life, wouldn't that be much better."

Tap.

向晚 opened the compartment door and walked out, quietly watching the two women putting on makeup at the washstand.

They, like Jiang Qingran, were once her "good friends".

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