in the third courtyard, his face turning ashen.He had once suspected, looking at Lao San and his several children's appearances, but Lao San's paternity test was done at several hospitals. He didn't...And A-wei was already accustomed to this kind of scene. She playfully raised her phoenix eyes and blinked at him, giving him a knowing smile.

They went to visit Old Master Zhong with a gift. Milly followed closely behind her, curiously asking, "Assistant Director Xiang, I just saw Mr. He and Director Xiang socializing over there. Shouldn't we go say hello"

"No, you stay behind me tonight. Do as I say, not as I do." Xiang Wan reminded in a low voice, her face showing a serious expression.

Seeing this, Millie also tactfully didn't ask further, but couldn't help but speculate in her heart. She subtly reminded her kindly, "Actually, it's normal for couples to have arguments. The key is to communicate well and reach a compromise. President He is such an outstanding man, he must be able to listen to reason..."

向晚 raised an eyebrow playfully, smiled, and didn't take it to heart.

Over the past few years, she naturally heard people gossiping about her relationship with He Hanchuan not being as good as it seemed, and some even said it was all a publicity stunt.

She held onto the idea that life was hers to live and never bothered to argue with those people.

They couldn't possibly understand that her interactions with He Hanchuan had long transcended those of an ordinary couple. There was a deeper connection, a soulmate bond. They needed no words, a single glance sufficed to convey their understanding.

"Well, well, isn't that the little girl from Xiangjia You came to see this old man too" Even from afar, Old Master Zhong had already spotted her.

As the birthday boy, he was dressed in a bright red outfit today. Though he used a cane, his appearance was still radiant.

And facing him sat Old Master Fei and Old Master Jiang, with a chessboard placed between them, the air filled with the fragrance of tea.

"Grandpa Zhong, it's been a while. I prepared a small gift for you and wish you a happy birthday, good health and long life." Xiang Wan stepped forward, greeting him gracefully, took the gift from Mili's hand, and handed it to Grandpa Zhong.

"You sure know how to talk, little one. Come on then, what else do you have up your sleeve"

Mr. Zhong excitedly received the package and, with a practiced hand, opened the cowhide wrapping. Inside lay an exquisite scroll from the Qing dynasty, instantly captivating everyone's gaze.

After reading it, even the usually knowledgeable he was stunned, "This isn't..."

"Grandpa Zhong, I heard you've been looking for this painting at all the recent auctions. It just so happens that I have one at home. It's just sitting there anyway, might as well give it to someone who appreciates it." Xiang Wan kept a faint smile on her face.

She gazed at the undisguised joy on Old Master Zhong's face, her heart settling a little. It seemed she had chosen the right gift.

But it's not surprising that the future value of this painting is immeasurable. Who wouldn't love it

Although it hurts a little, compared to the speech rights of the future Mr. Wang, what's the point If you can't bear to part with your child, how can you catch a wolf

"Such a bother for the young lady," Mr. Zhong said, though he called over his servant to take the painting away promptly.

“Now, she’s the young mistress of the He family. She’s truly flown to the branches and become a phoenix. What does a painting amount to compared to that” Old Master Jiang snorted, his fingers tightly gripping the tea lid as he slid it along the rim of his cup.

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Elder Jiang's face changed abruptly, his lips curled into a sneer, a hint of sarcasm in his smile.

"No need, I don't have that kind of good fortune."

Upon hearing this, A-Wan stood calmly on the spot, just smiling without saying a word.

Perhaps she had already anticipated this outcome, her face showing no embarrassment.

"Lao Jiang, Qing Ran's death back then was ultimately self-inflicted. It's all in the past, you shouldn't be so harsh on Xiang." Old Master Zhong kindly reminded him.

Outsiders might not know, but the few old-timers on the scene are very clear about it —

No matter what A-Wai does, she can never satisfy Grandpa Jiang.

After all, since the Jiang family's marriage alliance with the He family was so prosperous back then, it should have naturally belonged to the Jiang family. Of course, they could only blame everything on Xiang Wan.

"Grandpa, this is where you're wrong. After the Jiang family went through such a major upheaval, Grandpa Jiang was barely pulled back from the brink of death. Shouldn't he be grateful to even have his life"

Only then was it seen that Zhong Shaoning strolled leisurely towards them, accompanied by a beautiful woman with a gentle demeanor. She held a gift in her hands and smiled sweetly, both brows slightly curved.

Seeing this, Xiang Wan's eyes darkened subtly, and she unconsciously pressed her red lips together.

If I'm not mistaken, this woman is Zhong Shaoning's newly found fiancée.

Grandfather Jiang's face alternately flushed and paled. He was unwilling to bring up those past events, so he let out a cold snort and left.

Mr. Zhong's face darkened upon seeing Zhong Shaoning. He scowled, "If you can't speak properly tonight, say less and avoid embarrassing yourself."

Although Zhong Shaoning felt a little apprehensive, he suddenly thought of something and, holding his female companion's hand, confidently explained, "Grandpa, you can't have the same prejudices against me as before. I'm not a child anymore. Wen'er and I are about to get engaged, and as soon as the ceremony is over, my father-in-law will invest in Zhong Shi."

"Really" Old Master Zhong's eyes lit up suddenly.

After a while, he realized it was inappropriate and cleared his throat. "Since that's the case, then you should change your previous attitude and treat people well."

Although his tone was still educational, it had definitely improved.

Towards the end, a certain familiarity had settled over A-Wan regarding such occurrences. As she was about to leave, Wan'er suddenly let go of Zhong Shaoning's arm and, with a smile, walked towards A-Wan.

"This must be Madam He. I've heard so much about her, and she is indeed as beautiful as the rumors say." Her words carried a hint of submissive flattery.

After all, what is a mere oil tycoon compared to the He Group

向晚 slightly twitched her lips, her eyes rippling with a faint smile. "You are too, very pretty."

Wǎn'ěr couldn't let this opportunity to curry favor with her pass. A smile lit up her face, and she greeted him warmly for several sentences.

Meanwhile, Zhong Shaoning, who was listening, started to get annoyed. Besides, he had often been embarrassed in front of A-wan before, so at this moment, he couldn't help but be sarcastic.

“With such hot weather, how could Madam He still be wearing a face mask Could it be that the scars on her face haven't healed yet” he tsked, “It’s a pity, although Madam He was imprisoned for two years before, she was still beautiful. But now…”

As soon as those words were spoken, the scene fell silent. Both Old Master Zhong and Wan'er's faces paled, and they hissed in a low voice.

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