, he glanced provocatively at He Hanchuan.The rim of the highball glass was stained with Hualian's lipstick. She pursed her lips tightly, then reached for the glass in his hand. "You drink a glass of...A searing pain shot through Xiang Wan's back, as if her bones were being crushed.

She swallowed the coppery blood in her mouth with some effort, comforting He Hanchuan, "You took so many blows, what's a little one for me"

That taste is really unpleasant!

Ge Hanchuan's hawk-like gaze fixed on her, his eyes burning red. He had a thousand words to say, but when they reached his throat, he couldn't utter a single one. All he did was hug Xiang Wan tightly, as if wanting to embed her into his very bones.

"You lot are truly loyal!" Old Master He sneered, raising his cane. "Since you all enjoy a good beating so much, why not take it together!"

Before the cane could fall, Xiang Wan suddenly pushed He Hanchuan away and stepped under the cane herself.

"Hit me! You'd best hit me on my head or stomach. If you kill me or hurt this child, you'll be holding this great-grandson!"

Mr. He stopped his cane just above her head, "Xiang Wan, are you really treating this child in your belly as a get-out-of-jail-free card"

"How is that possible" Xiang Wan sneered, "At most you're just a nouveau riche, not even an emperor. What kind of pardon do you think I need"

Mr. He was so angry that his face turned blue.

He was clenching his brows and coming over, but Xiangwan stopped him. "Don't come over," she said, "You won't be able to help me, at most we'll both get beaten together!"

Upon hearing this, He Hanchuan's brows furrowed even deeper, but in the end, he didn't move. He just stared intently at Old Master He.

Once Old Master He makes any move, he'll rush over immediately!

Towards the sullen-faced Grandpa He, Yue Wan said sarcastically: “Don’t take offense to what I say, grandpa. You have late-stage lung cancer anyway, and you won’t live much longer.”

"You—" Old Master He pointed at her, only uttering a single word before covering his mouth with a handkerchief and coughing violently.

Upon seeing this, Nan Ge immediately took the medicine for lung cancer and walked over, pouring another glass of water and handing it to him.

A-Wan ignored Lao Ye's anger and continued, "The one in my belly is the first child of the He family, and also the one you most hope to see! If you're not afraid of dying without seeing your great-grandson, beat me all you want. Anyway, what's the point of living if I can't see him"

Old Master He threw the bloodstained handkerchief into the trash can, swallowed the medicine, gasped for breath, and glared at her with a sinister look.

Instead of lowering her head as usual, 向晚 stared at him with an unchanged expression.

But his palms were already slick with cold sweat.

"You should be grateful, the child in your belly saved your life!" Old Master He slammed his cane to the ground and said through gritted teeth.

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Grandpa He stared at her with eyes full of murderous intent, but in the end, he only let out a heavy grunt and said nothing more, nor did he do anything else.

"Could you please get the medical kit for me, Nan Ge It's in He Hanchuan's room on the second floor." Xiang Wan glanced at the crisscrossing scars on He Hanchuan's back and said with a frown.

Nang Ge didn't say whether he agreed or not, but looked at Lao Ye He. Seeing that he didn't refuse, Nang Ge nodded slightly and went to get the medical box.

He Hanchuan had never experienced being protected like this before. He lowered his gaze, slightly raised the corner of his lips, and his heart softened a little.

向晚 made him sit down, carefully treating his wound before she softened her voice and said to Old Master He: "A pregnant woman's temper comes quickly and goes quickly, I was too rash just now, I hope Old Master He will forgive me."

“Hit a date with a slap” Old Master He angrily said: “When I was playing these, your mother wasn't even born!”

A-Wan put down the medical kit, her heart pounding rapidly, but her face remained calm. "You've never been pregnant, so you probably don't know, pregnant women are very sensitive emotionally. You beat my husband like this, I feel sorry for him, it seems understandable."

Empathy He Hanchuan raised his eyebrows slightly, and the curvature of his lips increased a few points.

"You don't have to act so smug in front of me!" Old Master He stood up, his eyes narrowed as he stared at her. "Do you think that because you're carrying this child, you can just walk into the He family"

向晚 nodded, bearing the pain in her back and saying, “To be honest, that’s exactly what I was thinking.”

"You" enraged the old master with her attitude.

"Are you saying that I'm not allowed to enter the He family and that He Hanchuan can't marry me if that happens"

"You used to have He Group shares and the position of CEO to leverage against He Hanchuan. Now what What do you think you can use to pressure him anymore"

Master He's expression shifted, each word squeezed out from his throat, "Is your life enough"

"Of course, I'm enough. I believe He Hanchuan loves me enough." Xiang Wan lowered her voice, "But Mr. He, you don't have much time left. I advise you not to go too far."

This was the second time A-Wan had mentioned that Old Master He couldn't live much longer. His face tightened, his forehead veins bulged, and his expression turned as dark as possible.

"What use is it for you to discipline me or He Hanchuan now When you're dead, He Hanchuan will be able to seize everything from He Liu Shao's hands. You should know this better than I do!" Xiangwan said.

Master He wanted to retort, but at this moment he found that there was no way to refute.

Towards the evening, what she said was right. He could have used his chairman position and 5% shares to blackmail Hankawa before, but now he had absolutely nothing to use against him!

He had forgotten about this because when he recently punished Hanchuan, the latter didn't resist at all.

Thinking of this, Old Master He’s eyes were clouded with gloom. He suddenly looked at He Hanchuan, gritting his teeth, “Was it intentional”

Han Chuan's refusal to resist punishment this time is intentional, he's trying to lull him into a false sense of security!

"What is grandpa saying I don't understand." He Hanchuan was in a sorry state, but he still had his usual expression, showing no emotion whatsoever.

Lord He never expected to be outmaneuvered by his grandson. Feeling enraged, he covered his mouth with his handkerchief and coughed several times, looking much older in an instant.

Towards Evening also just thought of this, He Hanchuan suffered so much physical torture, it was to numb Old Master He.

Now, his plan seems to have been ruined by her.

She clenched the corner of her clothes, the metallic taste of blood in her mouth making her feel lightheaded.

"It's fine." He lowered his head to look at her, lightly scraping her nose.

Towards the end of her sentence, she mumbled an affirmative. Then, turning her gaze to Old Master He who was slumped on the sofa, she said: "Old Master He, you don't have to worry about persuading He Hanchuan anymore. Even if he doesn't fight with He Liushi over those assets, I wouldn't agree with him doing this."

She smiled, "You should know, he listens to me."

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