nd you don't even care"Both the He family and the Zhao family are not to be messed with.As a member of both the He family and the Zhao family, her mother-in-law shouldn't have to endure such humiliati..."No, I just find it very surprising." He Hanchuan tightened his spoon handle and stirred the hot soup gently. Looking at the milky white liquid swirling in the bowl, he felt a slight tremor in his throat as if looking at poison.

He knows all too well how lacking in culinary talent Wawen is.

She wouldn't even dare to make supplementary food for her baby, fearing she might poison him. So He Hanchuan was really worried that while he wasn't paying attention, she would throw the sponge into the pot of soup.

"So what are you still hesitating for, come try it! To keep the soup's texture, I specially added corn, celery, pork ribs, and that ginseng you put in the display case…"

Listening to Xiang Wan recount, her fingers ticking off each detail as she spoke, He Hanchuan's expression tightened. His voice was laced with a tension he hadn't even realized himself, "Where did you get the ginseng from"

"It's the one on the top shelf on the left side of the living room. I saw it was almost growing fur when I cleaned last time," Xiang Wan said with innocent eyes, but her tone was like she had done a good deed for the people, brimming with pride.

While He Hanchuan was listening to her, the spoon in his hand fell 'bang' into the bowl. His usual calm and composed face now showed a hint of helplessness, with a slight twitch at the corner of his eye.

If he remembered correctly, the ginseng in the display case was one he had bought at auction for tens of millions, with great collectible value.

But now, she has been… stewed like this by A-wei!

"What's wrong Are you feeling unwell" Xiang Wan looked at him with concern, touching his head and muttering, "Strange, you don't even have a fever."

She saw that He Hanchuan's expression was strange, and she thought he didn't dare to drink. She simply took the bowl of soup and personally fed it to his lips, smiling brightly, "Don't worry, I tasted it specially this time, it's absolutely fine. Try it, is it hot"

He took a spoonful of congee, tasting the bland broth. He chewed with a stoic expression and replied, "It's not hot; a calm heart naturally feels cool."

"Then that's great, I also think my soup-making skills are pretty good. Let me research some recipes and make some baby food for Yán Bǎo tomorrow." Xiāng Wǎn didn't expect Hè Hánchuan to praise her idea, smiling contentedly.

"…" He Ganchuan furrowed his brows, but a sense of helplessness welled up in his heart. Of course, a soup brewed with billions of ginseng wouldn't be bad.

However, when he saw the genuine smile on A-Wan's face, the gloom in his heart was instantly dispelled.

From childhood to adulthood, money was just a cold and impersonal number to him. It wasn't until he met Xiang Wan that he began to have the emotions of a normal person. If spending a lot of money could bring her happiness, then that money would be valuable.

The most important thing is...to beat your beloved wife, even if she's wrong, you can only continue to indulge her!

Seeing He Hanchuan's eyebrows slightly relax, Xiang Wan's eyes flickered with a faint light. Watching him finish the congee, she knew it was time.

Having thought of this, Xiangwan nervously rubbed her small hands together and turned her head, looking at He Hanchuan with extreme seriousness in her eyes.

"If you're not busy in a little while, I'd like to sit down and have a good talk with you."

"Okay, you said."

He lowered the porcelain bowl from his hands and met her gaze directly, treating her with respect as a listener.

His performance gave Xiang Wan a lot more confidence. She solemnly reminded him, “I got angry with you in the car today because of Zhong Shaoning. It was because I couldn't control my emotions. I know you weren't upset because of Yan Bao, but because I didn't consider your feelings.”

He gently lifted a finger and played with her hair, though he didn't speak. But after listening, the handsome face softened visibly.

"Since we're married, when things happen we should communicate properly. I admit my mistakes, and I hope that in the future, when you encounter problems, you'll consult me." Xiang Wan took a step closer to him with a conciliatory smile, raising her hand to cup his face. "Hanchuan, thank you for standing up for me, but I'm not as fragile as you think."

He met her gaze, sinking into the tenderness in her eyes. He took her hand proactively, his calloused fingertips rubbing gently against her palm.

"It's good that you think that way, but you are my woman, and I won't allow anyone to get above you!"

He Ganchuan's tone was arrogant, but he did have the strength to back it up.

向晚 curled the corners of her lips and gently pressed the hand that was tightly clutching his against her cheek. "As long as you and Yan Bao are together, I don't feel bitter even if I suffer a thousand injustices. Zhong Shaoning is being unreasonable, he is also a member of the Zhong family. If things get too out of hand, it will damage the reputation of the Zhong family. You may not care, but you should consider the He family."

He Hanchuan listened to the subtext in her words, his brows furrowing tightly. “What do you want to do”

"Right now, Old Master Zhong has been hospitalized from anger. I think we should buy some things to go see him and ease the tension. Let's just let this matter go, okay" Xiang Wan softly negotiated with him, carefully observing his expression.

I thought He Hanchuan would lose control and yell at her, but he didn't. He just looked very displeased, yet managed to suppress the anger in his brows.

向晚 wasn't in a hurry for his answer, after all, this situation was already much better than she had imagined.

The next second, she stood up from her spot, lightly running her fingers along her shoulder to take off the fluffy coat.

He originally felt annoyed by her suggestion, but when he saw what Hoshimachi was doing, he unintentionally looked up and took a sharp breath!

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Although He Hanchuan appeared indifferent on the surface, a raging fire burned in his deep-set eyes. Every fiber of his being was screaming, and his Adam's apple bobbed slightly.

Towards the end stood still, only feeling a chill rush towards her, her face flushing red.

Even though I've been married to He Hanchuan for many years, standing before him like this...I still feel a little embarrassed.

But looking at his expression, she understood that this reward should have been very successful.

Jian He Hanchuan remained silent for a long time, causing Xiang Wan's face to show embarrassment. She slightly parted her red lips as if about to say something when he suddenly grabbed her wrist and forcefully pulled her into his embrace.

"Mmm!" Xiang Wan's body went limp, she couldn't stand and was about to fall, but He Hanchuan's big hand tightly encircled her waist, his fingertips gently rubbing against her delicate skin.

向晚's face flushed red instantly, and she lightly punched his chest with her fist, "You're so unserious."

Just as she was about to lower her eyes, He Hanchuan stretched out his other hand and tightly pinched her jaw, forcing her to look up at his deep-set eyes. "You dress like this and say I'm not being serious What kind of logic is that"

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