Chapter 82: Jiang Qingran's Intentions

No matter how I explain it, he doesn't believe me." 。Zhou Miao's eyes darted around, not knowing where to look. 。"H-how... how do you plan on letting him go" Xiang Wan's throat tightened, forcing the..."A-wan, you know me, if I like something, I'll do everything in my power to get it." Jiang Qingran's eyes were full of struggle. "I truly treat you as a friend, which is why I confessed these things before your engagement with Hanchuan. If I said them after you got engaged or married, it would only make things worse between us."

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"I hope you'll give up your engagement with Brother Hanchuan, and we'll compete fairly. If he chooses you in the end, I won't have any complaints." Jiang Qingran said softly, her eyes gleaming.

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

"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 wasn't until recently that he finally agreed to get engaged to me."

"So you're saying you like him too You made me give up my engagement with him, to compete with you fairly And all of this is for my own good! Jiang Qingran, what nerve!"

Towards Evening straightened up, 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 them to pieces.

She turned around, quickly wiping her eyes, and walked towards the classroom amidst curious stares.

"A-Wh**, our friendship of over five years, is that all it means to you" Jiang Qingran's choked voice echoed behind her.

This was the first time A-Wan had heard Jiang Qingran shout so loudly in public, but she didn't stop, still walking forward with large strides.

Because Jiang Qingran was her dear friend, she couldn't accept it. Over the years they had been friends, she put a lot of heart into their friendship, and Jiang Qingran knew better than anyone!

"You really want to push me" Jiang Qingran shouted behind her, a hint of embarrassment in his voice.

In the school, people came and went, some glancing in their direction from time to time. Both were dance department overachievers, famous for being the flowers of the department, with a very high profile.

Towards evening tightly pursed her lips, chewing gum with a face full of, her footsteps didn't stop, faster than usual, slightly embarrassed.

Scene one changes, to the Xiang family villa.

Night had fallen upon the land, yet within the breathtakingly beautiful buildings, lights flickered merrily. Figures could be seen reflected in the windows, clinking glasses and conversing animatedly.

Toward the end, sitting in the red supercar her brother had given her, was covered in cold sweat on her forehead, back, and hands gripping the steering wheel.

Her eyes were misty, and for the countlessth time she tried her hardest to slam on the brakes—

No use!

Still no use!

Panic gripped her heart, her limbs went weak, and her lips trembled uncontrollably. 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.

Yua-nuan trembled as she used her Bluetooth headset to answer the call, tears welling up in her eyes unbidden. Her words were incoherent, "Ge... save me... please help me, I'm outside... outside, car... car..."

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

The white short dress outlined Jiang Qingran's curvaceous figure. She had her shoulder-length hair pulled up, appearing both intellectual and elegant. At this moment, she was walking straight towards the sports car.

向晚's pupils contracted. In the blink of an eye, she didn't have time to think too much. She immediately rolled down the car window and recklessly stuck half her body out, shouting at Jiang Qingran with a desperate cry, "Don't come over, the brakes are broken!!!"

"The wind is too strong, I can't hear you, Wanwan. Can you repeat that Where are you now What happened What's wrong with the car What's wrong with you" Xiang Yu's worried voice echoed through the earpiece.

Jiang Qingran didn't stop, as if he hadn't heard her words at all, and walked towards the sports car at a steady pace.

"Don't come over, did you hear me!" The speed of the sports car was too fast, the wind hurt Xiang Wan's face, and every word she said was exceptionally difficult, "My car broke down, don't come over!!!"

Still going.

Bang!

Just before the sports car hit her, A-Wan saw a faint smile bloom on Jiang Qingran's face, like layers of lotus unfolding, breathtakingly beautiful. But it sent her heart plummeting to the bottom.

Jiang Qingran, it seemed like she deliberately bumped into me...

"She rammed into me on purpose, it wasn't me, I didn't mean to kill her!" Xiang Wan screamed, sitting up and realizing that her back was already soaked with cold sweat.

At first, she thought that Jiang Qingran's outburst in public was because he was too emotionally charged.

It wasn't until her two years of monotonous and arduous life in prison that she realized Jiang Qingran's public arguments with her were merely a prelude to her later desire to "kill" him.

As the sky began to lighten with the blush of dawn, the moment between darkness and light arrived. She wiped the sweat from her forehead, feeling a soreness in her limbs, as if she had just run a half marathon.

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

He spoke extremely slowly, his voice raspy from just waking up, each word uttered with great difficulty.

"How did you wake up so early Did you drink too much last night and have a headache this morning" Xiang Wan avoided his gaze, asking with her eyes lowered.

Xue Yu stood up, propping himself up with both hands on his knees. His legs were numb from squatting for too long.

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

"You don't usually drink, you had so much last night, you should have a headache." With sleep too short, Xiangwan had a splitting headache, "There's milk, grapefruit and bananas here, pick one at random to eat, it will help a little bit."

Xiang Yu clenched his fists, breathing a little heavily, "Wanwan."

"Brother, you kept tossing and turning all night yesterday. I'm a bit tired and want to rest for a while." Xiang Wan rubbed her aching temples, unable to hide her fatigue.

At this, You's eyes were filled with heartache. "Then you should rest well. I'll go buy some food for you."

He helped her lie down, covered her with a blanket. The usually careless man tiptoed out the door.

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She woke with a scream, inevitably having another nightmare. The sun was already high in the sky, hanging directly south.

Zhao Yu sat elegantly on the chair, while Xiangyu sat on a hospital bed with a messy mop of hair. Two takeout containers were placed beside him as he glared at He Hanchuan standing beside Zhao Yu.

"Aunt, Hello General." Xiang Wan's pupils shrank, she propped herself up on the bed with both hands and sat up as quickly as possible.

I don't know how long Auntie and He Hanchuan waited here, nor do I know if she mumbled in her sleep when she had a nightmare just now.

And… Yanzhi glanced at Yu, her brows furrowed. Last night's lie had been exposed, she wondered if He Hanchuan would make things difficult for her brother.

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