ity or a fantasy. 。One night of indulgence 。The next morning 。When Xiang Wan opened her eyes, she met He Hanchuan's gaze directly. 。He propped his right elbow on the bed, and stared at her for how lon...He bowed his head and looked at her, letting out a soft chuckle. Then, he bent down and picked her up, placing her face-down on his lap. He reached out and gently pressed on her lower back.

The force was just right, and my aching waist felt a warm tingle, very comfortable.

Facing down, she couldn't see his posture. It made Xiang Wan feel instinctively uneasy. Her hands pushed against the sofa as if trying to climb up.

"Don't move." He lightly patted her hips twice, then pushed her back down.

He wasn't applying much force when he patted her hip, but she was incredibly sensitive to his touch at that moment. The place he touched felt like a spark had been ignited, and it instantly spread like wildfire throughout her body, burning with an intense heat.

Towards the evening, her brain felt like it had been struck by lightning. She was stunned and froze for a moment, before finally snapping back to reality after a long while.

"My waist hurts, please let me down," Xiang Wan's tongue felt stiff, making it difficult to speak.

He Hanchuan continued to massage her waist at a steady pace, "Doesn't hurt Continue tonight"

Waena was speechless.

"You've seen, touched, and even gone inside. Is pressing your waist still something to be shy about" He Ganchuan's gaze fell on her graceful curves, his throat feeling a little dry. He forced himself to look away.

向晚 pursed her lips, her eyebrows furrowing slightly.

When a man starts getting physical, his speech... becomes like this

He pressed with just the right amount of force, and the soreness in her lower back eased up considerably. Towards Evening even lay down on the sofa, cooperating with his massage.

He pressed on her lower back for a while, feeling it was enough, then shifted positions to knead her legs. Xiang Wan didn't have the heart to tell him that her calf wasn't so bad, it was the area above her knee that hurt.

"Are you feeling better" He Hanchuan asked.

Towards Evening hummed softly, her voice muffled since her face was down, "Much better."

The moment the words left his lips, the doorbell suddenly rang.

"You go open the door," Xiang Wan got up from him and sat beside him. She felt much better lying down just now, but as soon as she moved, her body still ached with discomfort.

He Hanchuan got up to open the door, but when he saw who was outside, he pursed his lips and slammed the door shut.

"...Jiang Qingran" The door closed too quickly, Xiangwan didn't get a good look.

A trace of disgust flashed across He Hanchuan's face as he hummed in response.

"Yesterday, Grandpa Lin and Jiang Qi Feng apologizing was on the news, boosting their goodwill. Jiang Qing Ran coming over now probably has a similar purpose." Xiang Wan tugged at her lips, "Still, should we let her in"

He gave her a glance and said, "With Grandpa here, she can't stir up anything. You don't have to feel sorry for yourself."

"Work hard, and you will have enough to eat." Xiangwan walked slowly to the door and opened it.

At the doorway, Jiang Fu was pushing an empty wheelchair, while Jiang Qingran knelt on the ground with a pale face and tear-filled eyes. The weather was cool, yet she was only wearing a thin patient's gown, like a white flower swaying in the wind and rain.

Towards Evening scanned her surroundings, but didn't see anyone who looked like a reporter. However, Jiang Qingran was always meticulous in her work, so it was hard to guarantee that no one was secretly filming them.

"To...向晚," Jiang Qingran started, her voice raspy and choked with sobs. "I'm so sorry, truly... I'm really sorry..." she stuttered, unable to finish the sentence.

"Toward Evening anxiously frowned, busy reaching out to help her, "You get up quickly, Miss Jiang, I don't blame you."

"No, just... even if you don't blame me, I also... can't forgive myself..." Jiang Qingran was slightly surprised by her attitude today, but it only flashed past, as if it were just an illusion.

Her expression was filled with guilt and regret, she choked out, "I also... I'm just like you, blinded by love... that's why I did this... this kind of thing..."

She covered her face with both hands, tears streaming down between her fingers, which was particularly heartbreaking to watch.

"I don't blame you, really. Get up." Xiang Wan said sincerely, "If I actually blamed you, I would have reported you a long time ago. I already gathered all the evidence."

Jiang Qingran knelt on the ground, unable to get up, and shook her head in pain, "If you really don't blame me, how could... would you let Hanchuan arrange for those news to be released It's all my fault, I'm sorry!"

“This is indeed your fault,” Hoshino sighed lightly. “I wasn’t planning on exposing your tricks, but you’re too cruel. You threatened Kanmuri with fabricated evidence and even sued him when he didn’t agree to stop my treatment.”

"Sigh, exposing you was also out of desperation. I hope you can understand!"

She bent down to help Jiang Qingran up, her nightgown dipped slightly with the movement, revealing a scattering of kisses, looking unusually ambiguous and suggestive.

Jiang Qingran only needed to raise her head slightly before she saw these love bites. Her body stiffened, tears hanging from her eyelashes, and after a long pause, one finally rolled down.

"Oh, you saw me" Xiang Wan hastily sat up straight, tugged at her collar, then glared at He Hanchuan, her voice laced with a hint of coquettishness, "It's all your fault!"

He walked up to her, wrapped his arms around her waist, and leaned down to kiss her lips. “Why are you giving me the cold shoulder Who was the one last night who kept clinging to me”

向晚, “…”

It’s normal between couples, Uncle Jiang and Qingran would understand too, they wouldn't make fun of you. He Hanchuan reached out and gently pinched her nose.

Jiang Qingran clenched her fists, she lowered her head, suppressing the jealousy and envy in her eyes.

At this, Jiang's father let out a light cough.

Jiang Qingran relaxed her fists, looked up, tears blurring her vision as she watched the two people pressed together. She tried hard to suppress the jealousy in her heart, "No matter what, I still want to apologize to you for hurting you."

She trembled and took a deep breath, pain lacing her words: “But I still consider you a friend in my heart. I’ve tried my best to minimize the harm I’ve caused you.”

"If I really wanted to hurt you, I would have charged you with murder two years ago and sent you to prison for life. Then you wouldn't have had a chance to collect evidence."

Hearing this, Xiang Wan's face was filled with shock and hurt. She deliberately misinterpreted her meaning, "So you've always thought that way I've always treated you as my best friend, but you want to use the charge of premeditated murder to keep me in prison for life"

Jiang Qingran didn't sue her immediately that year, she just wanted to use this as leverage to force He Hanchuan into marrying her.

Now Jiang Qingran should regret not suing her back then!

"A-Wei, you misunderstood. I really didn't mean...that..." Jiang Qingran bit her lip, tears streaming down her face. "I...I just..."

She strained to keep her eyes open, but her body still swayed, as if about to collapse at any moment.

"Hánchuān!" Xiang Wan anxiously grabbed his arm, "Did you record our conversation just now If Miss Jiang faints now and edits a section of the recording like she did two years ago to frame me, I might go back to jail!"

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