As He Hanchuan had predicted, Old Master He was very displeased with the Jiang family's behavior. He arranged for people to expose quite a few dark secrets of the Jiang Group. It wasn't until Old Master Jiang came forward to make peace and promised certain benefits that the two families reconciled.

—In the face of absolute interests, there are no eternal enemies, nor absolute friends.—

Towards Evening spent a few days playing the role of a patient in the hospital before returning home with He Hanchuan. Throughout this period, Jiang Qingran remained calm and silent, as if giving up on struggling. It seemed that everything was developing in a positive direction.

As for the matter of He Hanchuan coming to the family, Xiang Yu was very dissatisfied. His plaster cast had been removed, and he rolled up his sleeves to fight He Hanchuan, but in the end he was pulled apart by Lin Naolu.

"Ayu, don't cause trouble. Hanchuan did those things before because he was under pressure. We can't blame him for it!" Xiang Jianguo scolded.

Towards Yu let out a heavy snort, though his words were directed at He Hanchuan. "You can't even protect your own woman, what kind of man are you!"

"Thank you, gege, for giving me A-Wan. I will take good care of her in the future." He Hanchuan held A-Wan's hand and said solemnly.

"Damn, what are you talking about, brother? Who's your brother? How can you be so shameless!" Xiang Yu's eyes widened little by little, like a cat that had been stepped on its tail, "Besides, who said they were willing to give Wanwan to you? What utter nonsense!"

He was so furious that he started swearing, not even noticing when Lina glared at him.

"My woman," isn't that admitting to the fact that A-Wan is my woman, bro?" He chuckled lightly, emphasizing the last word with particular force.

Toward Yu's hair stood on end, his face turned a shade of dog-bitten red from anger. He was so furious that he couldn't utter a word for ages, his handsome face flushed.

"...." , Xiangwan pursed her lips and whispered, "Don't tease my brother."

He gently squeezed her palm and said nonchalantly, "I'm trying to ease the tension between myself and my brother-in-law."

Xiang Yu watched his little movements, his eyes almost bulging out. He clenched his jaw and stepped forward, forcing himself between the two, pushing He Hanchuan to the back.

"……Xiangyu still has some resentment towards He Zong about what happened before. He's a stubborn person, don't take it to heart." Lin Nalu walked beside him, wiping his husband's behind as usual.

He Hanchuan's eyes never left Xiang Wan ahead of him, upon hearing this, he only replied lightly: "Just call me Hanchuan, sister-in-law, no need to be so polite. As for my brother, he's just like that because he cares for Xiang Wan, I'm happy."

Lin Nalu heard the word "sister-in-law" and smiled with a complicated expression. She understood Xiang Yu's feelings a little bit now.

To get away from the annoying He Hanchuan, Xiang Yu intentionally quickened his pace, leading Xiang Wan into her previous room.

The room was exactly the same as it had been two years ago, even with the other dress she'd abandoned at her birthday party still lying on the bed, as if she had never left.

"Mom always blamed you for making Jiang Qingran sad, and she resented Dad for hitting you. But she always wanted you back. After you left, Mom would personally clean your room every day. If she was feeling particularly sentimental, she'd clean it several times a day. Then she'd sit on the bed and just stare blankly for hours." Xiang Yu's voice was much lower than usual.

向晚 drooped her eyes, slowly caressing the things in the room, a dull ache in her heart.

The things in the room were better preserved than she was, it was clear a lot of effort had been put into it.

"Mom, during that time... she also had depression. She was treated for a while and got better, but then it came back again. I saw her secretly taking medicine."

"Wawa, I'm not a smart person, but I know what you're worried about. You don't want to get close to Mom again, afraid she'll be used by Dad and force you to do things you hate. But... well... I don't even know how to say it!" Xiangyu nervously ran his hand through his hair.

Depression?!

向晚 stared at him, her face pale with shock. Her lips trembled, as did her fingers, "Depression...relapse? Why didn't you tell me?"

The last two words were uttered with great difficulty, as if they were being squeezed out of his throat.

Toward Yu hummed in response, saying nothing more. He only nervously inserted his hand into his hair, tugging at the newly dyed black hair he'd chosen to appear more mature.

That's the default.

<<< Moona's face paled as she grabbed the wall beside her, her heart feeling like it was being squeezed by an invisible hand. It was heavy, oppressive to the extreme.

Yu also remained silent. The entire room was eerily quiet, a silence so heavy it felt like a thousand pounds pressing down on Xiang Wan's nerves.

Tap.

Suddenly, a loud bang on the room door broke the silence.

"Daddy~ pulling hair again will make you bald~"

"Ha~ Hmm~"

The twins reached the door. The elder sister, with her hips on her waist and eyes blazing, accused him. The younger brother laughed until his eyes disappeared, nodding like a chick pecking at grain.

Agree.

Xiang Yu turned his head and scolded the twins. The older sister gave him a mischievous look, then ran away with her back to him, shaking her little butt. The younger brother imitated her, but his short legs weren't as nimble as his sister's. He ran for two steps and fell down, then he crawled up, his butt sticking out, and shakily went after his sister.

"That means they're my kind. If someone else treated me like this, I wouldn't hesitate to skin them alive!" Xiang Yu's face was filled with helplessness and indulgence, not a hint of anger.

向晚 looked at him, her throat tightening.

Is this how it is for all parents?

It's been a while since I couldn't forgive my mom. Was she really that heartless?

"Hánchuān, this is it." Xiàng Jianguó led Hé Hánchuān into her line of sight at that moment. "Everything in the room and the things placed are all according to Wǎnwǎn's preferences. If you don't like them, you can change them. To..."

Toward Yu glared at the two men, directly interrupting him, "This is Wanwan's room, of course, everything should be according to her liking. If He Hanchuan doesn't like it, just get lost, why change Wanwan's room?!"

"Xiang Yu!" Seeing Xiang Yu repeatedly charge at He Hanchuan, Xiang Jianguo's face turned ashen.

Xiang Yu crossed his arms, leaning against the wall with a slant towards him, "What's wrong? Do you think I speak harshly? You and I are different. You can sell your daughter for success, but I can't sell my sister for success!"

"What utter nonsense!" Facing He Hanchuan's gaze, Xiang Jianguo's face flushed red. "I taught you manners for half a month, all in vain!"

Xiang Yu let out a cold snort.

Jian Guo seemed unable to hold his ground, "With your abilities, don't even think about surpassing Qing Ran, you can't even compare to Qi Feng!"

The father and son were at odds, neither willing to back down. While Yijing seemed accustomed to such a scene, she only kept a watchful eye on Xiang Wan, afraid that she might take issue with the room.

<<< Towards the evening, she was also watching her. Seeing her swollen eyes and this careful demeanor, she opened her mouth, but no sound came out, only a strange stinging sensation in the corners of her eyes.

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