Chapter 82: Jiang Qingran's Intentions

n raised her slender finger, seductively tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. "I'm Meng Lan Jie's girl here to serve you, Wang Zong. You really don't remember what happened You were quite happy o..."Siuan, you know me. If I like something, I'll go all out for it." Jiang Qingran's eyes were filled with struggle. "I truly treat you as a friend, that's why I'm being honest with you before your engagement to Hanchuan. If I said this after you two are engaged or married, it would only make things worse between us."

All of Yue's strength was poured into the tree behind her, switching the positions of her crossed legs. "Even if you like Kanagawa too, so what"

"I hope you'll give up your engagement with Hanchuan. Let us compete fairly. If he chooses you in the end, I won't have any complaints." Jiang Qingran's eyes lit up slightly as she spoke softly.

Not far from the camphor tree was a patch of chrysanthemums, their fragrance mingling with the cool autumn wind, refreshing to most, but to Xiang Wan, it was irritating and bothersome.

"Ever since I was eight years old, playing house and pretending to be Kanagawa's bride, I've been chasing after him for ten years. It took so long, but he finally agreed to get engaged to me."

"So you're saying you like him too, making me give up my engagement to him and compete with you fairly And you even say it's for my consideration! Jiang Qingran, how dare you"

Towards Evening stood up straight, her face cold as she shoved the gift box into Jiang Qingran's arms. Then, in front of her, she smashed the Beats headphones she had received onto the ground, stomping on them until they were completely ruined.

She turned around, quickly wiping away the tears from the corner of her eyes. Amidst the curious stares of the crowd, she walked toward the classroom.

"Luwan, after more than five years of friendship, is that all you think of it in your heart" Jiang Qingran's choked voice sounded behind him.

This was the first time that A-Wan had heard Jiang Qingran shouting in public, but she didn't stop and continued to walk forward.

Just because Jiang Qingran was her dear friend, she couldn't accept it. Over the years they'd been friends, how much Han Chuan had cared for her, Jiang Qingran knew better than anyone!

"You're really going to push me, aren't you" Jiang Qingran called out from behind her, a hint of flustered in his voice.

In the school, people came and went, occasionally glancing this way. Both were dance department overachievers, known as campus beauties with a high level of popularity.

向晚 pursed her lips, with a face full of chewing gum, her steps not stopping, faster than usual, slightly flustered.

Scene one changes, arriving at Xiang's villa.

As night fell upon the land, the exquisitely beautiful buildings were ablaze with light. The windows reflected the figures toasting and mingling within.

Yua was sitting in the red supercar her brother had gifted her, beads of sweat dotting her forehead, back, and even on her hand gripping the steering wheel.

Her eyes were clouded with mist, the countless times she used all her strength to brake —

No use!

It's still no use!

Panic seized her heart. Her limbs went weak, her lips trembled uncontrollably, and cold sweat streamed down her face relentlessly.

She still has many unfulfilled wishes and doesn't want to die like this!

Beep—

Beep—

At that moment, the phone suddenly vibrated.

> >

Before he could finish speaking, a person suddenly walked out of the villa.

A white short dress outlined Jiang Qingran's curvy waist. She had put her long hair up, looking intelligent and elegant. At this moment, she was walking straight towards the sports car.

A-chan's pupils contracted. In the blink of an eye, she didn't have time to think too much. She rolled down her window and recklessly leaned half her body out of the car, screaming hysterically at Jiang Qingran, "Don't come any closer! The brakes are broken!!!"

"The wind is too strong, I can't hear you, Wanwan. Can you say it again Where are you now What's wrong What happened to the car What's going on" Xiang Yu's worried voice rang out from the earpiece.

Jiang Qingran kept running, as if he hadn't heard her words at all, striding evenly towards the sports car.

"Don't come over, did you hear me!" The speed of the sports car was too fast, the wind made Xiangwan's face ache, and every word she said was extremely difficult. "My car broke down, don't come over!!!"

Still going.

Bang!

Before the car crashed into the man, Xiang Wan saw a faint smile bloom on Jiang Qingran's face, like layers of lotus unfolding, breathtakingly beautiful. Yet, it sent her heart plummeting to the depths.

Jiang Qingran, it seems she deliberately bumped into me...

"She deliberately rammed into me, it wasn't me, I didn't mean to kill her!" Xiangwan screamed, sitting up. Only then did she realize that her back was already soaked with cold sweat.

She initially thought that Jiang Qingran's outburst in public was due to her being too emotionally charged.

During those two years of monotonous and difficult life in prison, she finally understood that Jiang Qingran's public arguments with her were merely a prelude to his later intention to "kill" her.

The sky was tinged with the pale light of dawn, a time when darkness and brightness met. She wiped the sweat from her brow, feeling her limbs aching and weak, as if she had just run a half marathon.

xiang Yu crouched on the ground, looking up at her. Under his messy hair was his handsome face etched with pain and anger, "What did you dream about Was it He surname bullying you"

He spoke extremely slowly, his voice rough with sleep, each word painfully drawn out.

"How come you woke up so early Did you drink too much last night and wake up with a headache" Xiang Wan avoided his gaze, asking softly with her head bowed.

Xiang Yu stood up using both hands to support his knees. His legs and feet were numb from squatting for too long.

He stumbled before regaining his balance, managing to squeeze out a sentence, "You... do you often have this kind of nightmare"

"You don't usually drink, you drank so much last night, you should have a headache." With sleep deprivation, Xiang Wan had a splitting headache. "There's milk, grapefruit, and bananas here, pick one at random to eat, it'll make you feel better."

Xiang Yu clenched his fists, breathing slightly heavily, "Wanwan."

"Gee, you kept me up half the night yesterday. I'm a bit tired and want to rest for a while." Xiang Wan rubbed her aching temples, unable to hide her exhaustion.

Seeing this, Yu's eyes were full of distress, "Then you rest well. I'll go buy you some food."

He helped her lie down, covered her with the blanket. The usually careless man left quietly.

Siu Wan was truly exhausted. She had barely lain down for a while when she fell into a deep sleep.

She woke up screaming from another unavoidable nightmare, the sun already high in the southern sky.

Zhao Yu sat elegantly in a chair, while Xiang Yu, sporting a messy hairstyle, sat on the hospital bed beside her. Two takeout containers were placed beside him as he stared intently at He Hanchuan standing next to Zhao Yu.

"Aunt, General He," Xiang Wan's pupils shrank, her hands propped on the bed as she sat up as quickly as possible.

I don't know how long Madam and He Hanchuan waited here, nor do I know if she babbled nonsense when she had a nightmare just now.

And... Yiwei glanced at Xiangyu, her brows furrowed. Last night's lie had been exposed, and she didn't know if He Hanchuan would embarrass her brother.

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