second generation! I don't believe you have the guts to commit murder!"Towards evening clenched her chopsticks tightly, poking at the noodles in her bowl with force. Her eyes held both pain and confus...She awkwardly wanted to close her legs and push him away, but she couldn't do either. All she could do was tremble and plead, "He Hanchuan, don't do this, please don't do this to me..."
"Ge Hanchuan withdrew his hand and placed it in front of her, sneering, 'I haven't done anything yet, and you're like this, Xiang Wan. You're really licentious.'"
"Sl*t..." Xiang Wan's voice seemed to have a lump in her throat, making it incredibly difficult to speak even a single word. "Sl*t..."
He said she was promiscuous
Well, if she really was promiscuous, two years in prison wouldn't have been so hard!
He Hanchuan's hand brushed across her face, leaving a damp trail. "Isn't it"
He lowered his gaze to the delicate plum blossoms blooming on her collarbone, his eyes dimming slightly. He leaned down and kissed her collarbone.
"Damn it," just then, the elevator dinged and someone suddenly walked up, shouting into the elevator, "Get out of here, someone's getting busy in the hallway, it's so exciting!"
"Let me see, let me see, still wearing a cleaning uniform. Is he a real cleaner or is this some kind of role-playing temptation..." The speaker stopped abruptly when they saw the man's face.
Hello... Hello Hanchuan!
The people in the elevator came out chattering and excitedly wanted to see the corridor's live Spring Palace, but when they recognized the male lead, one by one they turned pale with fright, instantly became mute, unable to leave or stay, feeling extremely embarrassed.
He threw his suit jacket at Xiangwan, shielding her in front of him. His face was as cold as ice, "Aren't you leaving Or are you waiting for me to escort you"
"No...no trouble, I...we'll just...go now!" The man in the middle stammered, finishing his sentence. Despite his curiosity about the female protagonist, he didn't dare to look at her. He hurriedly pulled his group of friends towards the elevator.
Song Qiao stood in the crowd, looking around and feeling that the person was indeed Yuzuki. But before she could take a closer look, she was pulled away by a young master. "If you want to die, don't drag us down!"
The corridor, which had just been crowded, suddenly emptied.
"Mr. He's clothes, I can't afford them," Xiang Wan trembled, covering her shattered clothes with her trembling right hand, and handing the suit jacket to He Hanchuan, tears welling up in her eyes.
He lowered his gaze, looking at the faint tears on the suit. He felt a surge of irritability for no reason. After a pause, he took the suit jacket, a wry smile playing on his lips, "Going out like this, you want to seduce someone again Or are you trying to play hard to get, hoping I'll pity you"
Temptation Tears flowed into Xiang Wan's mouth, bitter to the extreme.
Does she want to dress like this
Couldn't it be him who tore her clothes
“But tempting anyone is useless, they can't help you.” He Hanchuan swept over her eyes glistening with water, a strange tightness in his chest. He frowned almost imperceptibly, shifting his gaze away. “The only one who can get you out of here is me.”
W向晚 clenched her fists, sarcastically, "Mr. He, are you implying that I'm trying to seduce you"
She licked her dry lips, her chest feeling heavy as if a boulder had settled there. "Two years ago, you looked down on me, and now even more so. Are you telling me I have to stay here for the rest of my life atoning for my sins"
"Just knowing yourself is enough," He Hanchuan said sarcastically.
I guessed he would say that, but the pain in向晚's heart was like a million needles piercing her at once, unbearable.
She knew she should have given up hope long ago, but there was always a glimmer of it in her heart. “If I said, it wasn’t me who hit Jiang Qingran, it was her who ran into the car… would you believe me”
Voice trembling.
She had said this many times, but no one believed her, not even her brother.
Because the evidence was overwhelming, and they all said it was something she would do.
But she still wanted to tell him again, maybe this smart guy could see through Jiang Qingran's tricks!
"Two years in prison, and you haven't progressed at all." He Hanchuan chuckled, stroking the obvious scar on her cheek. "These scars, they were left in vain."
向晚 took a few steps back, avoiding his touch. Somehow, tears welled up in her eyes.
She lowered her head and quickly wiped away her tears.
"Don't play the victim in front of me, it's useless." He Hanchuan said indifferently.
"Is there anything else" Xiang Wan's voice was strained, as if someone had gripped her throat, making it hard to breathe. A tightness constricted her chest. "If not, I should get back to work."
Before He could speak, she covered her ripped clothes and, holding a cleaning kit, hurried toward the workshop at the end of the corridor.
Her knee ached terribly, and her left leg, which had almost been broken by He Hanchuan before, throbbed with pain. But she didn't stop, running all the way into the workshop.
The moment the door closed, 向晚 couldn't take it anymore. The pain was too much, and she collapsed to the ground.
She rolled up her pant leg, and saw that the bruise on her knee hadn't faded, but had gotten worse. It was a large patch of purple and blue, looking especially painful.
You'll have to take good care of your left leg from now on, or it really will be crippled.
Can you still dance
[No.]
Just four hours Four hours won't do, even two hours will work!
I'm sorry, that can't be done.
This was two years ago, a conversation between the doctor and her.
Everyone reminded her that Jiang Qingran was a dancer, who remembered that she was also a dancer
Knock knock.
Someone knocked on the door.
Towards Evening wiped the tears that she didn't know when they had flowed, endured the pain and stood up, opened the door, "Excuse me, is there anything I can do for you"
Standing at the door was Ren Xiaoya, the customer who had proactively spoken up on her behalf.
Seeing her keep staring at her own legs, A-Wan hurriedly pulled down her pants leg, her right hand still covering the broken clothes, looking utterly embarrassed.
“Are they abusing you” Ren Xiaoya knocked on the door only after hearing crying from inside. Seeing the bruise on Xiang Wan’s leg, she was shocked and angry, “I’m a lawyer, if you have any difficulties, just tell me, I’ll help you!”
"Thank you, but no need." Feeling abandoned by her family and friends yet cared for by a stranger, Xiang Wan couldn't describe the complex emotions swirling within her.
"Are you afraid that hiring a lawyer would be too expensive" Ren Xiaoya patted her chest. "Don't worry, I won't charge you! If I can't win this lawsuit, I'll have my master represent you, and I'll pay the legal fees!"
"No, really, it's okay. Thank you," said HUA.
Ren Xiaoya frowned, her baby face full of confusion and anger, "Is there something you're not telling me Are you afraid of being retaliated against by this club or..."
"Miss, please don't learn from the story of Dong Guo saving the wolf, you'll face retribution." Lin Tiantian, arm in arm with a man over fifty, sashayed over and interrupted her with a strange tone, "Xiang Wan is a murderer, you'd better stay away from her."
Upon seeing Hualien's appearance, the old man had some other thoughts before, but hearing the three words "murderer,"
Ren Xiaoya was stunned. This cleaner looked quite introverted and gentle, how could he possibly be a murderer
"Don't you believe it" Lin Tianting released the old man and walked to Xiang Wan, pushing her. "Tell me yourself!"
Moona hated being touched by others from a young age, especially being shoved. But this quirk was forcibly corrected while she was in prison two years ago for attempted murder.
"Um..." Ren Xiaoya mumbled, a mix of shock, embarrassment, and something else unsaid, "I..."
"Thank you for your kindness, I still have work to do, so I'll take my leave first." 向晚 had already gotten used to people's reactions after learning she was a murderer. She turned around, grabbed her cleaning supplies and left the room, closing the door behind her.
Lin Tiaolian重新挽上了老男人的胳膊，眼角微挑，藏著得意，還有無法掩飾的嫉妒，“Even a beautiful murderer is still a murderer, Mr. Li, you should stay away from her next time, who knows if she might kill for money.”
She deliberately spoke loudly enough for Xiangwan, who was dragging her feet in front of her, to hear.
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