Towards evening listened to their words, the corner of her lips curled up, holding onto He Hanchuan's hand a little tighter.,A milky voice, still a bit temperamental, rang out. Xiang Wan's heart skipped a beat and her face flushed red instantly. She hurriedly pushed He Hanchuan away.,"How can He Zong even be jealous of a woman" Meng Lan leaned against the wall, reaching for a cigarette but finding none. She couldn't help but curse under her breath.。