furrowed with bitterness, "Whether or not it leaves a scar doesn't really bother me, what hurts is that Xiangyu misunderstands me." 。A sneer curled the corner of He Hanchuan's lips, but he didn't say...Jiang Qi Feng remained unresponsive until he heard the name Xiang Wan, at which point he stirred slightly. He seemed to want to ask something, but when his gaze fell upon Jiang Qing Ran, he closed his mouth again, a look of entanglement and pain in his eyes.
"Miss Lin has a grudge against Xiang Wan, and she specifically instructed that Xiang Wan not be allowed to come. How is she here today Did any of you give her an invitation" Jiang Qingran couldn't bring herself to call the elder "grandmother." She glanced at several people, her gaze lingering on Jiang Qi Feng for a long moment.
A fleeting flicker of something obscure crossed Jiang Qi Feng's amber eyes, "It wasn't me."
There seems to be a rift between him and his sister.
Yhw had done something to Qingran that he shouldn't have. He shouldn't keep it against Yhw anymore, and he shouldn't say those things to Yhw... Qingran would only be disappointed by hearing those words. It was all his fault.
"Whether or not A-Wan comes, I don't really care. It's just that she and Miss Lin are at odds. If she comes, what Miss Lin says to my grandfather might make him unhappy." Jiang Qingran sighed softly, a hint of melancholy in her brows.
As soon as the words left her mouth, Lin Tianting in her wedding dress rushed over, clutching her train.
She was stunningly beautiful, with a figure that turned heads. Her expensive wedding dress and jewelry elevated her elegance to another level, but the moment she opened her mouth, all traces of the aloofness manufactured by wealth vanished.
"Jiang Qingran, has that bitch arrived"
Seeing her, and coupled with what she said, the expressions of Lin's family members and Mr. Jiang turned grim. Many guests in the Hall of Wealth and Prosperity looked outside, and the guests who had just come down from the elevator also cast their glances discreetly in this direction.
Jiang Qingran frowned slightly, glanced at everyone's reactions, and a flash of gloom crossed her eyes. She didn't speak for a moment.
"I'm asking you something, are you dumb" Lin Tianting kicked the wheelchair hard with her wedding dress in hand, "You useless cripple, did you give an invitation to Xiang Wan like I told you"
Isn't it ironic how that wretched woman, Xiang Wan, always thinks she's so superior Now she almost killed Xiang Wan and gets away scot-free, ready to marry into a wealthy family.
She wants to have Xiangwan come over and see with her own eyes that she's doing better than her, just to piss her off!
The three words "lame cripple" felt like the sharpest knife, piercing Jiang Qingran's heart with pain. She clutched the wheelchair armrest tightly, her narrowed eyes were filled with gloom, but her pretty face was full of panic.
"Ouch!"
The wheelchair was kicked backward by Lin Tiaolian, Jiang Qingran panicked and cried out, awkwardly controlling the wheelchair. However, whether because of panic or something else, the wheels of her wheelchair just rolled over Lin Tiaolian's instep.
Lin Tiantian was in so much pain that tears welled up in her eyes, "Damn it, cripple, you really are a bastard!"
She instinctively wanted to retreat, but because the wedding dress train was too long, she stepped on her own wedding dress with one foot, stumbled backward, and fell to the ground with a thud.
Right after that, the wheelchair tipped over, and Jiang Qingran and the wheelchair fell onto her.
"I curse your mother!!! " Lin Tiantian cried out in pain, her voice hoarse and filled with tears.
Many people had come out of the Wealthy Hall, watching this scene like a farce.
"Qing Ran, Qing Ran, how are you" Jiang Qi Feng frowned and quickly stepped forward to control the wheelchair, his amber eyes filled with anger and worry.
Jiang Qingran sat in the wheelchair, her face pale for a moment, forcing a smile, "Brother, don't worry too much about me, let's first see how Miss Lin is doing, otherwise..."
The rest of the words stopped abruptly when he saw He Hanchuan and Xiang Wan who came with him.
Towards the Evening wore a pale purple long maxi dress, her figure was slender and graceful. Her hair was tied up, with a pair of full pearl earrings on her ears, and a teardrop-shaped emerald pendant around her neck.
The decor was simple and elegant, without being ostentatious. The only flaw was the several obvious scars on her bare arms.
And He Hanchuan stood beside her in a black suit, with handsome and delicate features, like jade among orchids, his temperament extraordinary.
They looked incredibly well-matched.
Jiang Qingran's wheelchair hadn't been lifted yet, she was leaning in the wheelchair, looking up at the two people, her fingers clenching the armrest tightly, something seemed to be stuck in her throat, she couldn't utter a word.
Jiang Qi Feng's gaze swept over the two of them, finally landing on Xiang Wan. Besides being astonished, there was some indescribable emotion in his eyes.
"Come on, hurry up! I can't see anything because it's pressing down on me!" Lin Tiantian was in so much pain that her face contorted, and cold sweat poured down her forehead.
Jiang Qingran bit her lip and softly said to Jiang Qifeng, "Brother, quickly help me up. Otherwise, when Grandpa comes, I won't be able to explain..."
“It was that woman who bullied you, not the other way around. Why do you have to explain yourself!” Jiang Qi Feng moved his gaze away from Xiang Wan and bent down to pick up Jiang Qing Ran, saying angrily, “Don’t worry, Grandpa is here. I’ll tell him exactly what happened!”
*
As soon as A-wan arrived outside the Fuzhi Hall, she saw Jiang Qingran sitting in a wheelchair, and the wheelchair had tipped over onto Lin Tiaolian.
Upon hearing Jiang Qifeng's words, she sarcastically curled her lips. While Lin Tianting might have been the one bullying others initially, it was unclear who was being bullied now.
"Hanchuan, I'm a little tired," Xiang Wan smiled and looked at Jiang Qingran, moving closer to He Hanchuan's embrace.
He chuckled and, with a warm embrace, held her close before handing the gift to Jiang's father. "Uncle Jiang, your complexion doesn't look good. Are you too excited about Grandpa Lin's wedding Did you not sleep well last night"
It's not a good thing for an octogenarian to marry a twenty-year-old woman and have her become pregnant. This is clearly disgusting.
"Maybe there are just too many things to worry about with the wedding, and Lao Hanchuan is feeling stressed." Mr. Jiang took the gift and passed it to the guest registering gifts, avoiding a direct answer.
Jiang Qingran lay in Jiang Qifeng's arms, watching He Hanchuan and Xiang Wan acting particularly intimate. Her eyelashes fluttered.
She forced a smile and said softly, "Brother Hanchuan, thank you for taking the time to come despite your busy schedule. I want to thank grandpa on your behalf first. It's just that I sent out the invitations, and I don't remember sending one to Xiang Wan..."
"How so," He Hanchuan raised an eyebrow slightly, "I come to attend Grandpa Lin's wedding, don't even have the power to bring a female companion"
Jiang Qingran bit her lip, "I didn't mean that, Hanchuan ge, don't misunderstand, it's just..."
Before she could finish, Lin Tianting got up from the ground and interrupted her with a gloomy expression, "Who I invite to my wedding is my business, it's none of your concern!"
After finishing her words, she didn't even glance at Jiang Qingran's face. Instead, she provocatively walked up to Xiang Wan and said, "What use is it for you to cling to CEO He"
“I almost killed you, didn’t you Today I'll show you, not only can you not kill me, but you have to watch me marry into a wealthy family!”
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(b/24/24658/)pe."Sibling love, truly touching." He Hanchuan twitched his lips, but there was no smile in his eyes.Towards Evening struggled to her feet and walked to He Hanchuan, kneeling before him with a hoarse...