Chapter 236: The First Time Holding Hands
Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
“Minor Injury.”
After signing, Shen Wan closed the folder and handed it back to her.
Miao Miao opened it and couldn’t help but be surprised. “Your handwriting with both hands is exactly the same, there’s no difference.”
“I’ve practiced.”
“What would you like for lunch? I…”
At this moment, Shen Wan’s phone rang, and she glanced at the screen, Quan Hanting?
“Come down, I’m waiting for you at Exit A.”
Thinking about that forcefully taken kiss, although she didn’t resist much, it still couldn’t change the coercive nature of it. Now, hearing him speak in a commanding tone again, Shen Wan pursed her lips, “May I ask who’s calling, please?”
There was a deadly silence on the other end.
After a while, the man gritted his teeth and reported his full name, “Quan, Han, Ting!”
“Oh, it’s you, Sixth Uncle. Do you need something from me?”
Miao Miao pointed to the door, and Shen Wan nodded, indicating that she could leave.
“Come downstairs.” His deep voice was like aged wine, exuding a rich aroma.
“What for?”
“To have lunch.”
“I have food here.”
He choked on his words, “You need to change your medicine.”
Shen Wan raised an eyebrow, but before she could speak, the man issued a threat, “If you don’t come down in fifteen minutes, I’ll come up.”
And then, he just hung up?!
Shen Wan held her phone and her face darkened instantly.
However, fifteen minutes later, she appeared at Exit A of the building. With just one glance, she saw the low-key yet luxurious black Mercedes parked there. The driver’s side window rolled down, revealing the handsome face of the man.
Really handsome…
“Do I look good?”
Shen Wan regained her senses, not feeling embarrassed, and simply nodded honestly, “You look good.”
Quan Hanting’s lips slightly curled, but in the next moment, his smile visibly froze.
“It’s a pity to look this good as a man; you could easily try being a woman.”
After saying that, she smiled, reached out her left hand to open the rear passenger door, but it didn’t budge.
Someone’s face turned dark, and he spoke coldly, “Sit in the front passenger seat.”
Shen Wan responded with an “Oh” and complied.
Twenty minutes later, the car came to a stop. Directly in front was a spacious intersection, and there was a blue road sign beside it—Fox Street.
The two got out of the car, with Quan Hanting leading the way, and Shen Wan following a half-step behind.
Suddenly, he stopped and stood still.
“Hmm? Have we arrived?” Shen Wan asked inquisitively.
Quan Hanting directly took her left hand, held it tightly, and continued walking, “You’re too slow, speed up a bit.”
Shen Wan:”?”
But why did she feel that their pace had slowed down after holding hands, even slower than before?
Sixth Uncle, don’t you feel embarrassed?
Even though Quan Hanting intentionally slowed down to prolong the time they held hands, extending it as much as possible, every journey eventually reaches its destination.
Five minutes later, the two stood in front of an ancient-looking traditional Chinese medicine shop. Shen Wan pulled her hand back and gave the man a glare while she was at it.
“Hmph! Don’t think I don’t know about your little tricks.”
Quan Hanting smirked, somewhat self-satisfied, “So what if you know? You still ended up walking with me, didn’t you?”
He raised his steps and entered the shop. Inside, there was a massive medicine cabinet that almost reached the ceiling, divided into numerous small compartments. Each compartment was designed as a tiny drawer, with a small copper ring hanging in the middle, making it easy to slide in and out to retrieve or store herbs.
On the left was the consultation area, with a “Pulse Examination Desk.” On the right was the place for preparing herbal medicines, with dozens of ceramic jars arranged in two layers, lined up in a row. Each herb jar had its own separate small stove underneath.
The air was filled with the bitter scent of herbs, yet it had a calming and soothing effect on the mind..