fact." 。"Jiang Qingran lowered her eyes, her face full of guilt and a hint of grievance. "But it's really inconvenient for me to pour tea in a wheelchair, Wanye... she should understand, right" 。"He..."What's wrong" He Hanchuan asked. 。him. Who knows, in a fit of anger she might even completely cut off ties with him.He was never afraid of facing things directly, but…of losing them.On the other side, He Hanchuan strode to Xia Yihang...