Chapter 497: Not a Confrontation, but a Warning

ing to He Hanchuan."Get away from me!" The more she wiped her clothes, the dirtier they became. He was furious.While Song Yan seemed oblivious to his emotions, she continued wiping his clothes, her vo..."Shut up!" Lin Nalu rebuked him, smoothing the hair from Xiang Wan's forehead. "Don't listen to your brother. After becoming a mother, you should always consider the child first in everything. It's best to be careful."

"Don't worry, sister-in-law, I know my limits with Hanchuan." Xiang Wan managed a strained smile.

Actually, she felt inexplicably uneasy inside, but on the surface, she didn't want to worry Xiang Yu and Lin Nalù, so she pretended nothing was wrong and sent them off.

As Xiang Yu was about to get in the car, his steps paused slightly. He reached out and scratched his head, "By the way, Wanwan, tomorrow is your first day at Xiangshi Group. I've arranged a meeting with the company's top executives for you to get acquainted."

"Mhm." Xiang Wan responded in a low voice.

On such an important day, she would certainly not forget it.

Xiang Yu, “If you handle the housework, I’ll have my secretary tell those old foxes. Anyway, they only know how to show off and don't matter much.”

"No need, I'll arrive at the company on time. Thanks, bro." Xiang Wan said firmly, helping them close the car door as she spoke, watching the car drive out of sight.

She had previous experience working at the Xiang Corporation, so she knew firsthand how difficult it was to deal with the higher-ups.

Although she has been taking business courses and getting certifications these past few years, being appointed as a vice president right out of the gate inevitably led to some gossip. She wasn't foolish enough to stir up trouble at this crucial juncture.

A-Wan returned to the villa, the servants had already cleaned up most of the hall, A-Wan had no appetite for dinner, went upstairs to the nursery and coaxed Yán Bǎo for a while.

Children are like fish, with short memories. When they were frightened, they cried loudly, but give them a bottle and they'd forget all about it in an instant.

When Yáng Wǎn came out of the nursery, she glanced at the parking lot outside. She still didn't see Hé Hánchuān's car drive away. It was almost 10 o'clock. Even if he had an appointment, he would send her a WeChat message in advance.

Now with no messages or phone calls, it's understandable to feel anxious.

"Madam, the bathwater has been prepared for you. Are you waiting for your husband" As she thought this, the maid quickly approached her.

Towards the evening, Xiang Wan retracted her thoughts. The fingers that had been gently dangling on either side of her thighs tightened, and after shaking her head, she walked alone into the bathroom.

It should be fine.

It must be that she's too sensitive after giving birth. Now, the He family and the Xiang family are more stable than a few years ago, how could they be easily harmed

I couldn't sleep, so I took off my clothes and went to the bathroom to soak in a bath while waiting for He Hanchuan.

Due to the atmosphere of the bathroom being a bit tense, she buried her body in a pile of bubbles as soon as she got in, washing away her fatigue. Then she comfortably closed her eyes.

And here, He Hanchuan had just returned from the police station. Out of habit, he tossed his coat with a faint smell of tobacco to the maids and changed into slippers.

"And the lady and young master"

The maid hung his coat neatly on the rack, “Madam is taking a bath in the bedroom, the young master has already fallen asleep. Would you like to go see them”

"It's alright." He Hanchuan's handsome face relaxed, relieved to know the child was unharmed.

The bedroom was dark, the only light a warm yellow glow emanating from the bathroom, accompanied by the sound of dripping water.

He lowered his eyes and looked towards the bathroom, taking steady steps closer.

At this moment, A-wei was lying on the edge of the bathtub, her snow-white back mostly exposed to the water, undulating gracefully. The blurred silhouette beneath the water surface further aroused one's imagination.

Even after many years of marriage, seeing this scene, He Hanchuan was still captivated.

While A-Wa's sleep was very light, she woke up the moment she heard the door creak open.

She was just about to turn around when a warm force enveloped her back. The man's magnetic voice, mixed with the faint scent of tobacco, hit her all at once.

A sudden chill ran down Xiang Wan's spine, making her hair stand on end. Yet, a slight smirk played on her lips as a sense of security enveloped her heart.

"Honey, you'll be the one hosting tonight. You've worked hard." He Hanchuan's voice was filled with guilt as he tenderly kissed her earlobe.

"Don't worry about it, I'm your wife, I should help share the burden." Xiang Wan raised her hand and gently patted his arm. She smelled the lingering smell of tobacco on his shirt, as if she had anticipated something.

"Is it difficult to handle this situation Has the police made any progress"

"Well, the surveillance at the bakery was all damaged, and the employees as well as the drivers who were transporting it are refusing to talk. Several even fainted before we could question them."

He agreed quietly, burying his face in Xiang Wan's neck, inhaling her faint fragrance and savoring this moment of peace.

A-Wan's small face sank slightly, "If you say so, then someone deliberately did this. Who would have the guts to do this, and what benefit would they gain from dealing with Yán Bǎo"

"It's not a retaliation, it's a warning." He Hanchuan slightly raised his head, his voice was cool.

However, to dare move someone under He Hanchuan's very eyes does take some guts.

Upon hearing this, Xiang Wan's fingers that were gripping the bathtub tightened, and a sudden wave of unease washed over her heart.

That's right.

Though their marriage has faced many hardships, Yan Bao is just an helpless and naive child who doesn't understand the ways of the world. He is easily manipulated and used against them by others.

Thinking about this, Xiang Wan hurriedly stood up from the bathtub and searched for a towel everywhere.

"I need to ask the nursemaid to hire a few more maids and remind them not to take Yǎnbǎo for walks lately..."

She rose, swaying gracefully, the soft yellow light illuminating her pale scars and adding a touch of sensuality.

He Hanchuan's Adam's apple bobbed visibly.

As she stepped out of the bathtub, he grabbed her arm tightly and pulled her close, holding her firmly in his embrace.

"Yan Bao's matter can wait. We have more important things to do now." His long, narrow eyes narrowed in a half-smile, ripples of soft light dancing across them.

"What else is there" Towards Evening's mind wasn't putting on airs either right now.

A faint smile curved the corner of He Hanchuan's lips. He scooped her up in his arms and kicked open the bathroom door with his long legs.

The bedroom was in disarray, a testament to the intensity of the night.

Xiang Wan also didn't expect that after three years of marriage, He Hanchuan's energy was still as abundant as ever. By the early morning, she had no strength left and could barely keep her eyes open. She yawned softly and called for a stop.

He gazed at the woman in his arms, her breath even and steady. Carefully, he withdrew his arm from under her neck and pulled the blanket up to cover her pale shoulders. He grasped his phone and walked out of the bedroom.

The sky was just beginning to lighten, and a faint red sun hung on the distant mountain peaks. The morning breeze had a slight chill to it.

"Mr. He, the police just reported back. The cake shop employee and the driver are still refusing to confess. Their families even came to the police station in unison, holding up signs and crying foul in front of the media." The assistant's voice echoed through the phone, "If we press further, it will be a disadvantage for both of us."

He Hanchuan's brows furrowed imperceptibly, his voice low and urgent, "Was it him"

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