y pressed his temples and rubbed them, then went upstairs to take a shower. 。It wasn't until he was finished that he realized he had taken five minutes less to shower than usual. 。He Gehanchuan picked...Seeing this, Jing Yun walked to Xiang Wan's side and worriedly asked, "What's wrong Are you feeling unwell Should we go to the hospital now"

" ... No, I'm fine." Xiang Wan glanced at her still-red eyes and said in a low voice.

Hearing this, the arguing father and son from the Xiang family hurried over, inquiring about her well-being and asking if Xiang Wan needed to see a doctor.

"I can't stand the way you treat Xiang Jian Guo. You only show him kindness when he's useful, and ignore him completely when he's not. You're a terrible father!"

“Pay attention to your attitude!” Xiang Jianguo roared, “I don’t care what I do, it’s all for the sake of protecting the Xiang family and the Xiang Group! If it weren’t for you and Wanwan causing trouble all day long, not lending a hand at all, would I have to work so hard!”

Toward Yu was so angry by these words that his handsome face flushed red. He picked up a chair nearby and wanted to throw it, but the chair hung in the air for a moment before crashing to the ground with a bang.

"Grass!"

If this guy weren't his father, ten chairs wouldn't be enough for him to smash!

The chair rolled to Xiang Jian Guo's feet, then toward Xiang Wan before being kicked aside by He Han Chuan with a frown. He tightened his lips and pulled her aside.

Xiang Yu choked back a warning that caught in his throat. He watched as He Hanchuan's hand fell on Xiang Wan's waist, and let out two unhappy hums.

Seeing his reaction, He Hanchuan tightened his embrace of Wan, and gave him a slight smile.

"...." Xiang Yu, "!!!"

Good morning!

Although the chair didn't hit Xiang Jianguo, he watched the chair not far from him, his face still turning extremely grim. He was startled by Xiang Yu's just action and it took him a while to come back to his senses, "Xiang Yu, are you trying to murder me!"

"If I wanted to kill you, you wouldn't be standing here now!" Since the car accident two years ago, the relationship between Xiang Yu and his father Xiang Jianguo has become increasingly strained.

Seeing the two argue louder and louder, Yu Jingyin, her eyes red and swollen, shouted, "Shut up!"

She looked at Yu, then at Jian Guo, and said in a hoarse voice, "Wan Wan just got home, can't you be quiet"

"For the sake of Wanwan, I won't argue with you today!" Xiang Yu rushed towards Jian Guo and snorted heavily before turning his head and walking away. Lin Nalu and several others apologized and followed after him.

When faced with being yelled at by his son, Xiang Jianguo felt a bit embarrassed. He cleared his throat twice, "It's all my wife's spoiling. These children just get more and more unruly as they grow older, Hanchuan don't mind it."

"No blame, no blame." He Hanchuan smiled and said: "Under your education, Xiang Shao can still value family ties. It's really precious. I should thank him instead."

Xiang Jianguo's smile froze for a moment, "The siblings are useless. The only good thing about them is that they are loyal, I guess that's all they inherited."

The three of them remained silent, staring at him with varied expressions.

“People my age have changed wives several times, and those who haven't changed wives secretly keep a few mistresses.” Xiang Jianguo sighed: "They also asked me, saying that my wife was dragging me down, and asked why I didn't change to a new wife."

When he said these words, Yu Jingyun kept looking at him. She wasn't angry, nor was she shocked, nor did she agree. There was only a deathly calm in her eyes.

Xiang Jian Guo suddenly felt a little flustered under her gaze. He avoided her eyes and continued, "Actually, there's no particular reason. I'm just a sentimental person. Once I set my mind on someone, I rarely change. Just like you."

Hearing this, He Hanchuan waved his hands repeatedly, seemingly hinting at something, "You mustn't say that. While we may be different in some aspects, you are definitely stronger than me in others."

The two people were polite to each other, speaking in veiled words, each with their own ulterior motives.

Xiang Wan stared at the two of them, slightly stunned.

Before she turned eighteen, she hated the insincerity between adults and despised those who sold out or exploited their family for personal gain.

Now she realizes that such situations are unavoidable in adulthood, and now...she wants to use her family to fight against Old Master He and Jiang Qingran.

She, little by little, is becoming the person she hates.

"The meal is ready, Jian Guo, you and Kankawa go down first." Yu Jingyun sniffed her nose, wiped the corner of her eye, and forced a smile. "I'll take care of Wanwan's things with her and we'll come down later."

Jian Guo frowned and said, "Can't you just finish your meal and come back to clean up later This way, Han Chuan won't have to wait for so long."

"It's fine," said He Hanchuan. "I have some company matters I'd like to ask you about and it will take some time."

Xiang Jianguo smiled and said to him warmly, "You are young, but your experience in managing the company is no worse than mine. You definitely won't need my advice. In that case, let's go to the living room and wait for a while."

After finishing his words, he turned to Yu Jingyun and said, "At your age, you still don't understand the importance of urgency. You lack discernment."

"Zhen Guo, I've followed you for almost thirty years. Am I nothing in your eyes now!" Yu Jingyun's tears fell drop by drop, and her voice suddenly rose.

Time and time again, Xiang Jian Guo was refuted by his family members. His face turned ashen, "What are you yelling about Are you going through menopause"

He looked at He Hanchuan a little awkwardly, trying to pull the corners of his mouth up. “Women just have this kind of problem, their hair grows but their minds don't. They're always nitpicking about love and romance, and they don't understand how hard men work outside.”

"See you later." He Hanchuan rushed towards Wan, curving the corner of his lips, then went out with Xiang Jianguo.

Towards the Evening, she walked over and closed the door. As she turned to go back into her room, she saw Jingyun still staring blankly at the direction of the doorway, tears streaming down her face, and in her eyes was a complexity that Yue never before had seen.

"You said, didn't you That I'm just like what your father said, that besides crying…I can't do anything else well" Yujing rubbed her eyes, her voice slightly broken from crying.

A-wai was caught off guard by the question. From as long as she could remember, her mother had been a full-time housewife. Her dad ran the company and they had a maid to handle household chores. With this question, A-wai realized she didn't actually know what her mother was good at...

"I haven't been a good wife, and I haven't been a good mother either. In a way, what your dad said about me crying without asking anything is right." Yu Jingyun laughed sadly.

Once again, the words her brother had said flashed through A-wei's mind, a lump forming in her throat. "... it's because I haven't been a good daughter."

"It's all my fault, it's all my fault..." Yu Jing murmured listlessly, her eyes vacant as she walked to the suitcase and took out its contents. She carefully packed things for Xiang Wan with all her might.

A-wai pursed her lips, walked over to her side, and comforted Jingyin in a dry, stiff manner like He Hanchuan consoling her, "Don't think too much about it."

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()ell. 。" Lu Yancen moved a few silver needles, "The young mistress's words are not wrong. If Miss Xiang and I didn't get along, I wouldn't treat her as a friend." 。He bit down hard on the word "frien...