Chapter Eight That woman, she had truly changed

disgusting Did your leg break so you can't dance, and you have nothing better to do, so you come out to disgust people and brush up on your presence"As soon as she finished speaking, she regretted it...He Hanchuan raised his eyes to look at the woman, a smile playing on his lips. "Meng Hui Su's Menglan manager, when did you learn to have the heart of a Bodhisattva Speaking up for people who have nothing to do with you"

Menglan raised her alluring willow eyebrows, just about to speak.

As soon as she heard a knock at the door, she was startled and put down the teacup in her hand: “I have a kind heart, but I don't want to be responsible for that girl. She's quite hardworking, but if she were to die on my doorstep, it would be a pity.”

After finishing her words, she got up and swayed her hips as she walked to the door.

He stared at her retreating figure, but his mind was on Xiang Wan kneeling and saying those words earlier. That woman, she had really changed.

He raised his teacup and took a sip, the taste slightly bitter.

Dream Orchid stood at the door and exchanged a few words with the person knocking before turning back into her office.

He Hanchuan was drinking tea, his movements elegant and noble, a natural aristocrat. She paused, then came to her senses, opening her mouth softly: "The person has fainted."

With a slight pause, the hand holding the teacup tilted slightly. “Where is Jiang Qifeng”

"Heard it was urgent, so I personally sent them to the hospital."

He pursed his lips, his expression unreadable. After a moment, he said, "Send two people to follow."for suturing a wound, he shouted, "The wound on your abdomen is not long but deep, and the wound on your hand is not deep but long. Both require surgery to be sutured." 。"Those two wounds added togeth...