d, looking very disheveled. 。Grandpa He was cried to be upset by her, “Stop crying!” “...I... I... can’t..." 。"向晚 pinched her nose, trying her best to hold back her tears" 。 Mr. He felt that somet...In a daze, she seemed to see the reflection in the mirror overlapping with her younger self, a girl in crisp blue and white school uniform from her student days, her high ponytail swaying. Her eyes held a mixture of pride and mockery as she asked, "You've finally reached the age you always wanted to be, but you haven't lived up to your expectations."

"It's pathetic. Are you really Menglan, or Liu Xinrui"

Who is it!

Menglan felt as if someone had hit her right in the chest with a club. Her vision blurred, and she raised her hand to pound on her chest, trying to dispel the unease, but the pain only intensified...

She is no longer Liu Xinrui, that proud and arrogant eldest daughter of the Liu family. She has lost her parents and her support, just like a pitiful stray on the street, trampled on time and again by Feng Mu, having her dignity repeatedly violated.

Now the only meaning she has for living is to see her younger brother one last time.

At least she has reached her goal now, hasn't she

……

Menglan's incident was exposed, and the people at the scene were instantly thrown into chaos. There were just too many unexpected things happening at the banquet. After He Hanchuan and Xiang Wan discussed, they decided to end the banquet early.

As soon as he got home, He Hanchuan shut himself in his study. After a while, several military officers arrived at Xianzhuang and went upstairs to discuss the Lantes family matter with He Hanchuan.

Huan wished to have heard what Hanchuan had said but she didn't pursue it. She hurried off to Yanbao's nursery and saw him peacefully lying in his crib. A nanny was holding a toy tightly and amusing him, the scene was very heartwarming.

Seeing this scene, Xiang Wan finally felt at ease. She walked forward cautiously and gently held Yan Bao in her arms.

"Young Mistress, you're back." The Nanny stood by her side, respectfully greeting her.

"Hmm." Hugging Yan Bao's warm body, Xiang Wan finally felt a sense of calm. Her face was filled with tenderness, and her mood was good as well. "You all worked hard, go back to rest. Tonight, I'll sleep with Yan Bao."

“This…” One of the nannies, a slightly younger one named Xiaofen in her early thirties, stepped forward hesitantly and reminded, "Madam, you and Master have both been tired all day, and the little master always wakes up at night to feed. Perhaps we should take care of him"

Listening to her words, Xiang Wan's brows furrowed, and her tone grew grave. "No need, I don't even understand my own son"

Little Fen was about to say something more when she was pulled away by the other nannies beside her. The nursery quickly fell silent. Yan Bao lay on her shoulder, her little mouth pouted, letting out a whimper of grievance.

Xiānwǎn picked up the small bell on the table and waved it in front of Yánbǎo's eyes. After a while, Yánbǎo's eyebrows rose, his small hands hugged Xiānwǎn's neck, and he gave her cheek a kiss, "Mamu, love~"

He stammered out a few awkward words, but they were almost enough to melt Yiwan's heart. She hugged him tightly and reminded him seriously, "Mommy loves you too, always and forever."

Only a mother can truly understand this feeling. When you're young, you can be heartless towards people and things, but after having a child, your heart becomes as soft as cotton.

Perhaps startled by the sudden accident at the banquet today, Xiang Wan just now deeply reflected in the car that she had not spent enough time with her son.

Therefore, she decided that from now on, she would personally experience and do everything her son did.

She placed Yan Bao on the large bed beside her, changed his clothes for him, and carried him to the bathroom where she had already run a warm bath. After bathing him, she prepared a bottle of milk powder and watched as he happily slurped it down. Only then did Xiang Wan carry him back to the bed to lull him to sleep.

Yan Bao was a particularly well-behaved child. She lay in her arms for a while and then, tightly clutching the collar of her shirt, fell fast asleep.

向晚 glanced back at the study, its lights still on. It was well past midnight, and He Hanchuan was still talking with his friends. It seemed the sudden attack by the Lanters family had caused a great deal of turmoil.

The window was ajar, the curtains billowed gently in the breeze, and the wind chimes tinkled softly. Xi Wan closed her eyes and gradually drifted off to sleep.

He Hanchuan kept busy until the late night, sending off several friends before finally taking a shower in the bathroom to avoid bothering Xiang Wan with the smell of smoke on his body. He put on a bathrobe and went to the nursery to find her.

He gently pushed open the door and saw Yanan sleeping with her hand resting on Yanbao's stomach. A dim light from a lamp on the bedside table illuminated the woman's peaceful slumber.

Seeing this, He Hanchuan felt all his tiredness washed away, and the corners of his lips couldn't help but rise.

Time is peaceful, just like this.

He strode over to the bedside with measured steps, reaching out to pull a blanket over the mother and son, tucking it gently around them. He first kissed his son, then lightly rubbed the scar above Wan's eye with his fingertips, his eyes filled with a pang of sympathy.

Although he tried his best to invite the foreign plastic surgeon to come to China, perhaps because he wanted to give her the best, he felt guilty in his heart.

"Don't!" Xiang Wan suddenly screamed in her sleep, jolting upright from the bed.

He stared at Xiang Wan with those dark, worried eyes, reaching out to smooth the hair from her temples that was damp with sweat. "Another nightmare"

A-Wai stared at him with wide, terrified eyes, her expression filled with shock and fear.

He felt a pang of pain in his heart. “Don’t be afraid, you’re safe at home.”

As soon as the words left her mouth, Xiang Wan suddenly leaned forward, reaching out to tightly hug him, burying her face in his shoulder and sobbing deeply, "Hanchuan, I dreamed that you were gone forever. I searched everywhere, screaming until my throat was hoarse, but I couldn't find you."

Hearing the panic in her voice, He Hanchuan's heart warmed. He hugged her trembling body and soothed her softly, "I and the child will never leave you."

"It felt so real in the dream." Xiang Wan's tears flowed even more freely, her heart constricted with dread. "Hanchuan, I don't know why, but I have a really bad feeling about this..."

Before the words could even finish, He Hanchuan stretched out his long fingers and pressed them against her lips. His obsidian black eyes were filled with determination, "Xiang Wan, you're just scared from today's events. Just lie down and rest."

His eyes were as gentle as a crescent moon. Xiang Wan felt a little reassured and lay down on the bed, pulling the covers over herself, but she held onto his arm tightly, refusing to let go.

He Hanchuan also lay on the bed with her, his wheat-colored, strong arms tightly hugging her.

"Husband," Xiang Wan leaned against his chest, unconsciously acting coquettishly.

Ge Hanchuan's eyebrows and eyes were gentle. He kissed her forehead and listened to her softly ask from his arms, "How did your discussions go The Lanters family should be difficult to deal with, right"

She still doesn't trust it!

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