Chapter 538: I Believe in He Hanchuan

r to see how he was doing, but she was afraid of hearing bad news.Zhou Miao sat down beside her, looking at the numerous kiss marks on her neck. She opened her mouth several times, but couldn't utter...Towards Evening was gripped tightly by the shoulders, the intense shaking sensation sending a wave of nausea through her.

"Let me go!" Her brows furrowed, her eyes growing darker.

Look clearly...

A-Wei was stunned, as if struck on the head. Her mind raced, replaying every moment she had shared with He Hanchuan.

A man who has experienced life and death with her, a man who even risked his life to save her, a man who meticulously planned a special wedding for her when she was disfigured, a man who carefully planned an AR experience to make her happy —

How could you possibly sleep with another woman on a whim

And now that things have caused such a commotion, he's still unmoved.

After so many years of marriage, how could Xiang Wan possibly not understand just how light a sleeper He Hanchuan was.

Realizing this, Xiangwan felt even more uneasy. She ignored Jiang Qifeng's words and picked up her phone, instructing the assistant on the other end of the line, "Don't bother with Song Yan, just go into the room and lift the covers."

"This... isn't very good, is it..." The bodyguard hesitated.

"Do exactly as I say!" Xiang Wan's gaze was fixed on the surveillance video, her voice a low command. "Now!"

She was betting, betting on He Hanchuan's loyalty to her.

When she actually saw the bodyguard striding towards the hotel room, a bead of sweat formed in Xiang Wan's tightly clenched palm. To say she wasn't nervous was a lie.

She was very afraid.

Fearing that lifting the quilt would reveal the worst possible scene,

If that were really the case, she wouldn't know what to do, and she wouldn't know how to face them about their relationship in the future.

"You... what do you want to do" Seeing the assistant walk over, Song Yan's fingers clutched the edge of her clothes, her eyes wide with terror as she looked at them. "Get away from me, all of you are perverts! Get out of here and don't touch me, or I'll call the police!"

"I'm sorry." The assistant apologized expressionlessly. Then, he reached out and tightly clenched the blanket, pulling it open with force.

And Song Yan couldn't resist their strength at all. In an instant, her body felt cold, and her fair skin was exposed before everyone.

As expected, He Hanchuan under the quilt was dressed neatly, which proved his innocence.

"Mr. He, wake up, how are you" The assistant's eyes were full of anxiety when he saw the bloodstained wounds on He Hanchuan's body.

No matter how he called out, he couldn't wake up He Hanchuan.

Seeing this, the assistant cautiously extended a finger and touched He Hanchuan's nose. Only when she felt his hot breath did she feel relieved.

He turned his head and looked at Xiang Wan in the monitor, "Don't worry, madam. Mr. He is fine, he just suffered a lot of injuries."

Upon hearing this, Xiang Wan on the other end of the line finally let out a breath. She gripped the edge of the table with both arms to steady herself, and in a low voice, instructed the person on the phone, "Okay, please take He Hanchuan to the hospital."

After a brief pause, she commanded, "Lock Song Yan up!" Her voice was laced with malice, emphasizing the words with a venomous tone.

This woman with ulterior motives absolutely cannot be allowed to get away with it so easily.

As soon as he had issued the command, Jiang Qifeng immediately picked up the remote control and turned off the surveillance. Seeing his plan fail, a touch of anger appeared in his usually gentle eyes, and he slammed the remote control against the wall with force.

"Wa! " He gritted his teeth, calling her name. His arms were braced against the sofa, his fingertips digging into the pillow.

"You lost." Xiang Wan's tone was calm and breezy, her eyes filled with mockery as she looked at Jiang Qi Feng, "I believe in He Han Chuan. No matter what means you use to sow discord, we will always be husband and wife."

Husband and wife....

Hearing what Xiang Wan said, Jiang Qi Feng's heart felt as if it were being cut by a knife. He raised his hand and slammed it against his chest, trying to dispel the suffocating feeling, but it wouldn't go away.

He seems to have never understood the meaning of the word "husband and wife."

It was as if he thought that by sending Song Yan to seduce He Hanchuan, he could break down the trust between him and Xiang Wan. But he never expected that he would lose so completely.

"Bang!" The hotel room door was kicked open, and countless bodyguards rushed in.

Seeing that she had a shield, Xiang Wan gained confidence. She stood at the front, coldly reminding them, "Hand over Yanbao. If he gets even a single strand of hair harmed, I won't care about the interests of several families and will tear you apart."

Although she is just a woman, she stands among the bodyguards with an undiminished aura of dominance!

Jiang Qi Feng looked at Xiang Wan's icy face, his eyes filled with self-deprecation. "Do you really have to tear your face with me like this After all, we've been through so much together..."

"We have nothing to do with each other." A-wai coldly interrupted her, "If you truly loved me, you wouldn't threaten me with Yán Bǎo. This is possessiveness, not love."

Hearing this, Jiang Qi Feng's mind buzzed like an explosion, as if his heart had been struck. All the discomfort he felt welled up inside him.

But at this point, he didn't want to bother distinguishing between love and possessiveness.

Towards the end, whenever she saw him, he remained silent. Her heart sank deeper and deeper. Looking at the clock on her wrist, she coldly reminded herself, "Three, two, one..."

Just as he counted to this point, Jiang Qifeng raised his long fingers and rubbed his temples, letting out a heavy sigh of weariness before finally speaking.

Although his voice was soft, Hoshinova's hearing had always been good. All she heard from Jiang Qifeng was, "Hoshinova, after so many years, you still haven't looked at me."

Never…ever.

After a stalemate of about ten minutes, the hotel room door was pushed open and Nanny walked in holding Xiao Yantian. She gave him to Xiang Wan expressionlessly.

Xiaoyanbao was lowering her head, her chubby little hands playing with a small wooden horse toy. Only when she heard Xiangwan's voice did she raise her head, her black obsidian eyes brimming with spirit.

"Mommy~," he called out in a sweet, milky voice, swinging the little horse deliberately before Yanan's eyes to express his affection.

When A-wei heard Yán Bǎo's voice, a sour feeling surged in her heart. Even though Yán Bǎo seemed unharmed at the moment, A-wei noticed the dirt stains on her face, clearly marks from crying!

"Baby, be good, we're not afraid." Xiang Wan hurriedly reached out to take the child, her arms tightly hugging Yan Bao's small body, burying her face in his embrace and smelling the milky fragrance.

With her child by her side, Xiang Wan's turbulent heart gradually calmed. Tears still streamed down her cheeks uncontrollably, though. She turned her body against the wall and silently wiped away the tears.

Before becoming a mother, she had no feelings for children and didn't think she would change because of them. Until Yanbao was born, her heart softened completely.

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