so polite."Meng Lan was embarrassed."Dream Designer, I have to thank you so much. How about I treat you to a meal Are you free tonight" The director enthusiastically asked, holding onto her hand tigh..."Let me go!" He Hanchuan's voice was cold.

“No, I won’t let go,” Milan glared at him angrily, her voice sharp with reprimand. “You have to stop what you’re doing right now, He Hanchuan! You have a living person in front of you, not an object. If you cause someone's death, you will be held legally responsible!”

"If something happens, I'll take responsibility."

He stressed the syllables of "Han Chuan."

“You…” Milan gritted her teeth, breathing heavily.

Although she was a psychologist and very good at giving comforting platitudes, the most crucial point was that He Hanchuan simply wouldn't listen to reason. He was completely immersed in his own world.

He Hanchuan exerted a slight force and pushed Milan away.

The swimming coach's face was covered in tears, his eyes wide with terror. He stammered out his words, "Mr. He, I really know I was wrong! Oh my god, someone...please help me!"

He never imagined that he would actually touch He Hanchuan's woman.

"Mr. He, Dr. Mi is right," the assistant also rushed over, panting and explaining, "This person doesn't deserve your attention at all. Why don't you hand him over to your subordinates I'll help you deal with him."

"Get out!"

He glared at him angrily and turned his head aside, "Your debt, I'll come collect it from you later!"

"Yes."

The assistant hurriedly bowed her head, too afraid to speak another word.

He knew he was in danger himself, after all, if he were there, A-Wei wouldn't be bullied.

"Ah!" The swimming coach screamed in terror, watching the chair about to fall from He Hanchuan's hands. He was so scared he couldn't even speak.

If he had been clinging to hope just moments ago, now there was none left.

No one could stop He Hanchuan's actions.

He was a living person, yet now under He Hanchuan's hands, he was as easily manipulated as an ant.

It seems... he's going to meet his demise today!

The swimming coach, realizing this, closed his eyes in despair, trying to lessen the pain a little.

"Stop!"

Just when things were at a critical juncture, a melodious female voice suddenly rang out.

"Huan Chuan, when did you take off the ribbon covering your eyes You hugged me from behind so tightly, refusing to let go. Your voice trembled with fear. "Huan Chuan, you're truly insane."

"Siyuan."

Ge Hanchuan softly called her name, and when he felt the warmth on her body, his whole being seemed to lose some of its chilling aura.

"Don't call me that," Xiang Wan choked back tears. "He Hanchuan, have you considered how I and the child feel If something really happens because of your actions, what will we do"

He felt his spine stiffen suddenly, and when he heard Hoshino's sobs, his heart ached as if it were being twisted into a knot.

No amount of dissuasion had any effect on him.

When he heard what A-wan said, he still threw the chair in his hand to the ground with a bang, turned around and hugged A-wan tightly in his arms.

"Alright, I promise I won't lay a finger on him." He said softly.

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"Don't cry." He Hanchuan's voice was hoarse, he slightly raised his hand to wipe away the tears on her face, "You know I'm most afraid of your tears, crying makes my heart ache."

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"Okay, because of me." He Hanchuan's thin lips curled slightly, his voice filled with pampering. "From now on, my wife won't let me do it myself, I will definitely not do it myself, okay"

"It's not just because of me." Xiang Wan tilted her head up, her gaze heavy as she looked at him. "Hánchuan, haven't you noticed that you often can't control your emotions I don't want to see you do something irreparable because of emotional outbursts."

"Your focus shouldn't rely on me, and I hope you can also control your own emotions."

After hearing her words, He Hanchuan's face suddenly changed, his eyes were incredibly complex.

"No!" he refused in a deep voice.

He can't do it at all.

"So you should even consider therapy." Milan spoke with a somber gaze, "You're too attached. To be blunt, you have a pathological need for control."

"Poppycock."

"What are you talking about" Milan picked up a clean towel from the table and held it in front of him, "You can put yourself in my shoes for a second. What if one day you and Hualian break up Do you think you'd still have hope to keep living"

“……”

Ge Hanchuan's brows furrowed. He never used to take Milan's words to heart, but today, for some reason, he actually took them seriously and put himself in her shoes.

Then, a hint of panic flashed in his eyes.

He Helan Chuan had lived for over thirty years, unafraid of anything, but he was terrified of losing Xiang Wan. He wasn't afraid of living alone, only the pain of losing Xiang Wan.

Just thinking about it, his heart felt like it was being ripped apart.

He Hanchuan's thin lips were tightly pursed, his palm instinctively covering his chest, and he let out a painful groan.

Seeing him like this, Xiang Wan felt very uncomfortable.

"Doctor Mi, I hope you won't keep stimulating He Hanchuan," she couldn't help but retort. "If you have any treatment methods, please tell us in time."

"OK." Milan draped a towel over He Hanchuan's shoulders. "Let's go talk outside."

That's right.

Without saying much, 向晚 gave her assistant a look, instructing him to clean up the mess. Then, she helped 賀寒川 out of the swimming pool.

The assistant watched their departing figures, unable to help but let out a soft sigh.

Unexpectedly, He Hanchuan and Xiang Wan's relationship turned out to be so bumpy. After enduring so much torment, they finally reaped happiness.

Here it is again, this kind of thing happening.

I don't know if He Hanchuan can get through this time.

The assistant didn't dare to think anymore, pulling out her phone from her pocket and dialing emergency services. Looking at the man lying on the ground barely clinging to life, she spoke helplessly,

"You were lucky this time, dodging a bullet!"

"Thank you." The swimming coach's lips parted slightly, his face filled with tears.

"Don't thank me, you should thank our mistress. She's being generous by letting you off the hook this time. Otherwise, eight lives wouldn't be enough to pay for your mistakes!" The assistant glared coldly at him.

This is not a joke.

Having followed He Hanchuan for so many years, I could be said to have walked the edge of a knife. I know best what kind of person my master is.

If it weren't for Tonight being there to speak up, he would have been caught in the crossfire too.

I really hope that Mr. He gets well soon!

……

Greetings to the He family.

In the living room, Xiang Wanqing dismissed all the female maids and asked Li Sao to brew a pot of tea and bring it to the table.

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