ven finish her sentence, Xiang Jianguo interrupted her, his face red and neck thick, "No matter what people say about A Yu outside, he has never talked back to me. But since you got out of prison, A Y...He Hanchuan hummed softly, his gaze sweeping over her pale complexion and chapped lips, his eyebrows furrowing slightly.
“It’s almost time, aren’t you hungry” Xiang Yu glared fiercely at He Hanchuan, carrying two takeout boxes to Xiang Wan’s front, “These are all your favorites, they’re just a bit cold. Eat a couple of bites first to fill your stomach, I’ll order some hot ones in a few minutes.”
Zhao Yu smiled, "Everyone says that A-Yu dotes on his wife and sister, it's truly well-deserved."
"Thank you, Mr. [Last Name]," she glanced at He Hanchuan, the word "ge" lingering on her tongue for a long time before she finally changed it to, "However, I don't like these things anymore."
Xiang Yu was stunned by her calling him "Mr. Xiang." He threw the two takeout bags aside and asked, "Don't you like these anymore Then tell me what you like now, I'll order it for you. If they don't have delivery, I'll go to their store and buy some takeout for you!"
"No need, thank you, Mr. Xiang." Xiang Wan raised her head and gave Xiang Yu a look, signaling him to say no more.
He observed the subtle interactions between them, as well as Huà Wǎn's apprehension towards Hé Hánchuan. Zhào Yú brushed her stray hair behind her ear and let out a barely audible sigh.
Two years ago, Xiangyu would have just endured it.
Anger and guilt, suppressed for two years, had already taken the dominant position in her heart. Under Xiang Wan's concession, they almost immediately overwhelmed whatever rationality she had left.
"Don't be afraid of him!" Xiang Yu clenched his fists, his neck veins throbbing, his face contorted in fury. "I'm not someone who kneels to family, and you, He, better stop using the benefits of the Xiang Group to threaten me!"
He will protect you behind him, his eyes fixed on He Hanchuan, "Don't be afraid, Wanwan. From now on, your brother will never abandon you again!"
My eyes stung, and tears welled up almost instantly.
向晚 took a deep, trembling breath and tugged at her sleeve, shaking her head at him with all her might. But her throat felt like it was stuffed with sponges, unable to utter a single word.
"Brother-sister love, truly touching." He Hanchuan pulled at his lips, but there was no hint of a smile in his eyes.
Towards the end struggled to her feet, walked before He Hanchuan kneeling down, voice hoarse and unusual, "After I was released from prison, this is my first time seeing my brother, just happened to be seen by you."
He looked down at her from his lofty position, his eyes dark and unreadable. "Do you enjoy kneeling before others so much"
"You're insane!" Xiang Yu roared, his eyes filled with disbelief as he reached out to pull her up, "Get up!"
Zhao Yu rarely changed his expression, he got up and reached for Yuwang, "Yuwang, what are you doing Stand up and speak properly if you have something to say!"
"Auntie, brother, if you truly care for me, then let me kneel." Xiang Wan shook her head at them, still kneeling on the ground.
Zhao Yu let go of her, his gaze fell on He Hanchuan, "Hanchuan, you make Wanwan get up."
"Since she likes kneeling so much, let her kneel." He Hanchuan said casually, unbuttoning two buttons on his shirt before he felt a little more breathable.
Xiang Yujun's face was ashen. He gripped Xiang Wan's hand tightly, "Get up! I said get up! Are you deaf!"
Toward the evening let him drag her by the hand, kneeling firmly on the ground, raising her hands and swearing, her face full of pleading, "General He, I promise this is my last time meeting with my brother, and this kind of thing will never happen again."
She pursed her lips, her lip trembling slightly, "If I have any contact with my brother again, then let me…" She swallowed hard, "Get hit by a car when I go out, struck by lightning on a rainy day, die a terrible death!"
He lowered his head and looked at her, his lips moving slightly but he didn't speak.
Silence.
The ward was deathly silent.
"Damn it, from now on I'm pretending you don't even exist as my sister!" Xiang Yu threw the two takeout boxes to the ground and stomped on them a few times before rushing out with red eyes.
Bang!
The door was slammed shut.
Towards Evening's throat was tight, her eyes were blurry, and she strained every muscle in her body just to maintain a kneeling position.
Is your brother angry
He should be angry, he always hated people who were pushovers and just took things lying down, and she was exactly that kind of person right now.
That's fine then, she won't have to waste her energy trying to stop her brother from contacting her anymore.
From now on, probably…no one in this world…will care about her anymore…
"Get up." He Hanchuan glanced at her, didn't speak, and sat down on the bedside table, his fingers tapping lightly on the desk.
Zhao Yu grabbed Xiang Wan's hand and whispered, "You still have injuries on your legs, get up quickly."
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The door was suddenly flung open, and Xiangyu rushed in, hurriedly kneeling before He Hanchuan with no warning, banging his head repeatedly.
He put quite a lot of effort into it, and after just a few blows, his forehead was already red with blood, and there were signs of it seeping out.
"Stop it—" Every time he kowtowed, A-Wan's heart ached. She trembled and reached out to help him.
向宇 flung her hand away, suppressing his anger as he looked up at He Hanchuan. For the first time, he begged for mercy, "He Hanchuan, you broke my leg, sent me to prison, made me kneel in Meng Huisi... Do whatever you want to me, just spare my sister."
Blood flowed down his forehead into his eyes, stinging him, tears mixing with the blood as they streamed out. "My sister is only twenty years old, she has a long road ahead of her, she can't just end her life like this in that dream hall!"
向晚's throat tightened, her voice seeming to have suddenly gone out. She couldn't utter a single word.
His brother...
"Please!" Xiang Yu kowtowed heavily to the ground, remaining there for a long time without getting up.
The ward was eerily silent, with only the sound of He Hanchuan rapping his knuckles on the table, one after another, making people feel uneasy.
"Ayu, Wanwan, you two get up. With me here, Hanchuan wouldn't dare do anything." After a long pause, Zhao Yu spoke, going to help his siblings up.
Towards Evening didn't dare to speak up. He [He/Hela] was a filial son, but he wasn't someone who listened to his mother-in-law on everything; she didn't dare to move.
Xiang Yu remained motionless, his head still pressed against the floor, blood trickling down his forehead like a winding path. The faint scent of blood mingled with the antiseptic smell in the ward, creating a strange and oppressive atmosphere.
"Hánchuan." Zhào Yú glanced at Hé Hánchuān. "You help me get the two of them up."
He glanced at the siblings, his gaze finally settling on Xiang Wan. His eyes flickered, and he let out a soft "hmm" before rising to help her up.
His hand was very warm, a comforting temperature to most, but for Xiang Wan it felt scorchingly hot where his grip held her wrist. It burned with an intensity that felt torturous.
She didn't know whether she should get up, because he hadn't said if he would forgive her brother this time.
"Not bad" He Hanchuan loosened his grip on her, saying lightly, "Want me to carry you up"
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