, sitting in the red supercar her brother had given her, was covered in cold sweat on her forehead, back, and hands gripping the steering wheel.Her eyes were misty, and for the countlessth time she t...Lin Nalu frowned, "Wan Wan…"

"Sister-in-law, don't say any more. I 'committed the mistakes', I will take responsibility myself. I want to be alone for a while, sister-in-law, you should go back first." Xiang Wan interrupted her in a raspy voice.

Lin Nalulu hesitated for a moment before saying, "Okay."

She paused, "I'll give you half an hour. If you're not back in half an hour, I'll come looking for you."

"Hmm." Xiang Wan tried her best to pull at the corners of her lips, but she couldn't manage a smile. "Thank you, sister-in-law."

Lin Na Lu let out a soft sigh and shoved her phone into Xiang Wan's hands. "Take a look at the time," she said.

"I'm twenty years old," Xiang Wan nodded and said, "Sister-in-law, don't treat me like a three or four-year-old who could be abducted at any moment."

"You worry me more than a child," Lin Naolu said.

向晚 pursed her lips, playing with her phone in her hand without making a sound.

"Then I'll be going." Lin NaLu waved at her and left, turning back every three steps.

The pitch-black night was devoid of stars and moon, only the fresh air after the rain and a few lamps on the grassland remained. The emptiness was frightening.

For A-Wai, such an environment is the only way she can relax.

She let out a long sigh, stood there for a while, feeling as though she was being watched. She turned her head and looked around, only to see a glimpse of clothing disappear at the entrance of the inpatient department.

Perhaps it was strange for her to be standing here so late at night that someone took a few glances.

向晚 chuckled self-deprecatingly. After two years in prison, she had become overly sensitive.

"Wa" a man called out, his voice deep with a breath.

向晚's body stiffened, her brow furrowed in disgust. She didn't turn back or speak.

The person calling her didn't get a response, so they called out again, "Is it Xiang Wan"

Then, footsteps approached.

向晚 pursed her lips, unwilling to see this person. She lifted her foot and walked in the opposite direction. Seeing her leave, the footsteps behind her quickened. The person behind her then crossed past her and stood in front of her.

Under the cold white light, the man's handsome features were clearly visible. His amber eyes were tinged with fatigue and anger at this moment, "Why don't you answer"

Toward Evening stared at him blankly, the emptiness of the environment that had eased her heart a little now added a touch of disgust and hatred. "Who says I have to answer if Mr. Jiang calls me"

"A-Wan, do you have to speak to me like that" Jiang Qi Feng gripped her arm, his eyes filled with anger tinged with hurt.

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She was about to leave when she was suddenly grabbed by the wrist by Jiang Qifeng and pulled into his arms.

"You know I can't let you go, so why are you doing this to me" Jiang Qifeng's voice was filled with pain as he held her tightly, questioning, "Why do you still think of him even though He Hanchuan broke your leg and sent you to prison"

Still recovering from her illness, Huáng Huái's body felt weak. She struggled for a long time but couldn't break free from his hold. Frustrated, she shouted, "Let go!"

"Is He Hanchuan that good" Jiang Qifeng didn't let go, instead hugging her even tighter. "Xiang Wan, you love him that much"

Xiang Wan gasped for breath, struggling against the restraint. Her usually apathetic eyes now burned with hatred, "I'm saying this again, let go!"

Jiang Qi Feng clasped her tightly in his arms, his voice a low murmur: "If I said no to letting go…"

"Hmph!" Xiang Wan sneered, interrupting him. She stepped hard on his foot, then pushed him away with all her might as he winced in pain, slapping him hard across the face.

Splat—

The sharp slap echoed loudly in the silent night.

Toward Evening glared at him, squeezing out two words from between her teeth, "Wicked!

Ming Ming was humiliating her for Jiang Qing Ran, yet here he was acting so affectionate, it's disgusting; Ming Ming is already engaged to Song Qiao, but now he still wants to pester her, it's disgusting.

She previously disagreed to be with him, simply because of her feelings for him romantically, but she still looked up to him as an older brother; now she disagrees to be together purely because she finds him repulsive!

"As long as you stop doing things like trying to seduce He Hanchuan, I can overlook the fact that you hurt Qingran. Break your engagement with Song Qiao and marry me." Jiang Qifeng knew that this would be wrong to his sister, but he really couldn't let go of Xiang Wan. After learning that she almost died this time, he no longer wanted to deceive himself by saying he had let her go.

Besides, my grandfather, who is over seventy years old, found a woman in her twenties. The family didn't object too much. So if he were with Xiang Wan, would they…would they also accept it

Yua-Yue let out a chuckle, her gaze lingering on Jiang Qi Feng's swollen left cheek. "Mr. Jiang," she drawled with sarcasm, "where did you get the confidence to think I would ever want to be with you"

"You stayed at the Dream Manor to work, didn't you just want to return to your previous lifestyle" Jiang Qifeng had self-blame, struggle, but more importantly madness and passion in his eyes, "Marry me, and I can give you anything you want!"

He took a few steps forward, grabbed her hand, and spoke in a lower voice, “As long as you agree to me, I’ll marry Song Qiao right now. Isn’t that better than you staying by He Hanchuan’s side and being humiliated”

向晚 looked at the two hands intertwined, this time she didn't struggle, just glanced faintly behind him and said: "Miss Jiang came really coincidentally, your brother is talking to me about marriage."

"Qinger, how could you..." Jiang Qifeng subconsciously loosened his grip on Xiang Wan's hand and turned to explain to Jiang Qingran, but when he turned around, he found that there was no one behind him.

Moona is lying to him.

He turned around and looked straight at Xiang Wan.

"Mr. Jiang, why are you looking at me like that" Xiang Wan took a few steps back, widening the distance between them, and said sarcastically, "You keep saying you can't let go of me, I was just testing you, is this what you mean by not letting go"

Jiang Qi Feng's expression changed, he clenched his fists, and after a long silence, he said with a bitter and angry tone: "I'm serious about being with you. Even if Qing Ran really came back, I wouldn't regret it, but you're playing with me."

Towards evening, picked up her phone to check the time. Sixteen minutes had passed since she'd agreed to meet her sister-in-law half an hour ago. She frowned, her dislike and hatred for him growing even stronger.

She put down her phone and looked straight at him, a sneer playing on her lips. "Even if Mr. Jiang really wanted to marry me, so what"

"What then" Jiang Qifeng frowned.

Towards Evening let out a cold snort, "You married me but feel indebted to Miss Jiang, don't you"

Jiang Qi Feng tightened his brows even more, without saying a word, which amounted to acquiescence.

"Then I went through all sorts of hardships to marry someone I didn't love, just so that if Miss Jiang and I had any disagreements, you, as my brother, would inevitably stand by your sister's side and blame me."

Besides, I’ll be scolded as a vixen who tempts men by your mother and Miss Song, and inevitably suffer under your mother's hand. " There was more sarcasm in Xiang Wan's eyes, "Marry you Have I gone mad"

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