Chapter Thirty-Seven: Unless She Flatters He Hanchuan

r, "Logically speaking, President He is neither a relative of the patient nor my superior or employer. I shouldn't make any demands on President He..." He Hanchuan glanced at Wan Xiang once, his g..."I'll take my makeup off right away, and I'll let you treat your wound after that." 。Zhou Miao went back to the mirror and picked up a cotton pad for makeup removal. 。After quickly finishing her makeup removal, she took the medicine box to give Xiang Wan treatment for the wound on her face. 。"My back seems to be broken, could you please help me clean it up Thank you." 。After her facial wounds were treated, Yuao took off her work uniform jacket, leaving only her undershirt. She stood with her back to Zhou Miao. 。Zhou Miao looked at the new wounds on her back, some long and some short, as well as other crisscrossing old scars. For the first time, she felt sympathy for someone. "So many wounds on your back, were they all made in prison"Xiang Wan hummed softly, unwilling to recall that period which was a nightmare for her. 。"What's with this new injury" Zhou Miao was afraid of hurting her, so she tried her best to be gentle when treating the wound, but even then, she saw Xiang Wan wince in pain. 。She thought that Wa-n might cry out in pain and ask her to be gentler, but Wa-n didn't even let out a grunt, as if... she was used to it. 。 向晚's eyes dimmed for a moment, "It was an accident..." 。" Zhou Miao wanted to say that this didn't look like an accident, but the words reached her lips and she changed them at the last minute, “Xiang Wan, you said that you were here, taking that little salary, working double the hours every day, and being constantly undermined. Why bother” Xiang Wan touched her knee which was still a little sore, pursed her lips and didn't speak. " 。"When you were kneeling outside the club for half a day that day, and when you were slapped by Xiang Jianguo and made to kneel by Jiang Shao today, they were all laughing at you." 。"Zhou Miao's voice softened. “You’re so capable, you could excel anywhere else. Don't you feel undignified staying here Isn't it hard on your heart”

"Just think of me as indulging in the glitz and glamour here," 。"The wound had been treated. 向晚 put on her work uniform jacket, hiked up her pants leg, and applied medicine to the large bruise. " 。Zhou Miao curled her lips, packed up the medicine box, "If you don't want to say it, just don't. What's the point of lying In the future, who cares about your business, I definitely won't!" Upon hearing this, Xiang Wan was stunned for a moment, then smiled, "I'll treat you to your favorite grilled fish tomorrow, don't be angry anymore" 。Someone who has known her for over eight years said that she stayed at the Dream Hotel in order to do whatever it takes to get back into her old circle. 。But someone who'd only known her for less than a month felt that she was lying when she said she craved the pleasures of wealth and indulgence. 。This world, it's always different from what she imagined. 。After washing up, she lay in bed. In the darkness, her tears flowed silently. 。No one can bear the trampling of dignity, she is no exception. As Ren Xiaoya said, no one can help her unless she pleases He Hanchuan and seeks his forgiveness. 。She really, really didn't want to, and she couldn't bear the thought of spending her whole life as a cleaner at the Dream Inn. 。 Towards Evening, had been thinking about how to get apologies from He Hanchuan, but when she saw him again, it was already half a month later. He came to the club with several people to discuss business. 。As he passed her, he didn't even glance her way, and went into the private room amidst the throng. 。

Towards the evening, holding a rag, stood for a while in a daze. She pressed down on the sourness in her heart, then put the cleaning tools back in the studio and went to find her boss.

"What You're not going to be a cleaner, and you want your old job back!" The manager stared at her, scanning her up and down, sarcastically saying, "Do you think you're the boss You get to choose whatever position you want" "You misunderstood, I just want to go back to my old position for an hour or two, I'm not trying to change positions..." 。"Yīngwǎn hesitated several times, took off the jade pendant from her neck, and handed it to the supervisor's face, "Tomorrow..." 。This jade pendant was a birthday gift her brother bought her for her 18th birthday, spending two million yuan on it. He almost got scolded to death by their dad for this. 。"The Ming Dynasty Why not talk about the Tang or Song Dynasties" The supervisor didn't believe that a cleaner like her could come up with anything good. But as soon as he took the pendant and touched it, his eyes lit up. 。Even if this jade pendant is not from the Ming Dynasty, it's definitely a good thing. 。The manager touched it again and couldn't let go, but he still didn't give in. "The director personally told me to have you do cleaning work. If I did this on my own…""It's only for an hour or two, the director wouldn't notice…" 。"W向晚 pursed her lips and extended her right hand toward him. "If you're really in a difficult position, then it's alright." >>> 。The director, holding the jade pendant, took a step back and stammered, "It's not that difficult..." 。Let me call my manager and check with them. 。After he finished speaking, he didn't even give Xiangwan a chance to refuse. He clutched the jade pendant tightly in one hand and took out his phone to call his manager with the other. 。Towards Evening frowned, a little regretful. 。Menglan is He Hanchuan's person. She definitely wouldn't agree to change her position without his consent. 。Judging by his expression, no matter whether the matter is successful or not, he probably won't return the pendant to her. 。"Okay, I understand. Then I won't clean for you." 。"The supervisor hung up the phone with a flirtatious smile, then turned to Xiang Wan, once again adopting the haughty demeanor of a superior leader, "Alright, I just went through some trouble and managed to get the manager to agree to your position change." 。Thank you, manager. 。Even though the supervisor tried to reason with him, Wan stood beside her, listening clearly. 。Sometimes, there are things that you can't say out loud even if you see through them. It doesn't matter as long as she's okay with it. 。"Just Menglan, or rather He Hanchuan, actually agreed so easily" "No need to be so polite" 。"The supervisor let the jade pendant dangle in his hand, swaying it. “And this jade pendant”

“Yours.” 。 。The supervisor smiled and put the jade pendant away, looking at it over and over again, becoming happier with each glance. "Alright, hand over your work to Liu Jie and the others, change your clothes and go to 5231." 。Be sharp-eyed, don't offend the people you shouldn't. 。“Letting Shion go to 5231 was the manager's idea, he didn't know why either, but that didn't concern him, and he wisely didn't ask. ”

Please note: I've removed the extra spaces at the beginning and end of the original text.。

向晚's eyes lit up, 5231 was He Hanchuan's room. Now she didn't need to find another excuse.

She softly replied and went out. 。After work was done, she went to the foreman and received a cheongsam. After doing minimal makeup, she went to 5231. 。He raised his eyes and glanced at Xiang Wan. She was no longer wearing that loose and baggy sanitation worker uniform, but instead a light purple floral cheongsam. As she walked, her long legs were faintly visible, carrying an unspoken temptation. 。He clenched his long fingers around the glass, casually raised it to his lips, and took a sip. 。

“打擾了。"向晚 bowed her head and, under the scrutiny of everyone's gaze, walked to He Hanchuan's side." 。The people in the room sat around him, but no one dared to get too close. There was a person's distance between them. She directly sat beside him. 。Although she wanted to please He Hanchuan, she was also a little afraid of him. The space wasn't very big, and she didn't dare to sit right next to him. So, she leaned closer to the man beside her, almost touching him. 。"Did I say for you to sit" He Hanchuan's gaze fell on her thighs, almost touching the man's. He paused for a moment and inexplicably found it annoying. 。Please remember the first publication domain of this book: . 。to the kitchen.He He Hanchuan wore an apron, the tie loosely dangling behind him, outlining his slender waist. His figure was very good, especially when viewed from behind, this advantage was more obv...