To marry into the family in place of his brother? Impossible!

The coffee shop returned to silence.

The coffee shop owner immediately apologized to Qin Lan, wiping his forehead repeatedly with a handkerchief.

Qin Lan seemed very angry, her eyes fixed on the boss.

At this moment, Jiang Jinhuan spoke up, "Alright, it's nothing. Thank you for your help, boss. You can go back to your work now!"

The boss looked at Qin Lan.

Qin Lan immediately said, "I didn't hear you. Do I need to say it again?"

The boss nodded immediately and left, giving Jiang Jinhuan a grateful look as he went.

After the coffee shop owner left, Jiang Jinhuan looked at Qin Lan, paused for a few seconds, and then said, "Sister Lan!"

"Hmm?" Qin Lan's eyes seemed a little flustered!

Jiang Jin Huan said, "What he said is true."

Qin Lan's fingers stopped.

Jiang Jinhuan's voice was calm, without evasion or concealment: "I'm already married. I haven't told you this! For certain reasons, but I really did hide it. I'm sorry!"

"I know," Qin Lan said.

Jiang Jinhuan was taken aback: "You know?"

Qin Lan looked at him, her gaze gentle yet resolute. "I've been married twice."

Qin Lan's voice was very soft, "People outside say I'm a jinx to husbands. I'm not afraid of the worst, but I'm afraid of the worst."

I dare not gamble. I will absolutely not let anything hurt you, including myself. I'm considered unlucky for husbands, so I won't marry you. But that doesn't stop me from liking you and wanting to be your woman!

She reached out and gently took Jiang Jinhuan's hand, which was resting on the table.

"What I want is you as a person. As long as you have me in your heart, that's enough."

Jiang Jinhuan looked at her holding his hand, feeling the warmth from her palm, and suddenly felt as if something was blocking his heart.

What has this woman been through to love so humbly?

He remained silent for a long time, then gently withdrew his hand.

Upon sensing Jiang Jinhuan's actions, Qin Lan's face suddenly turned deathly pale.

Jiang Jinhuan said, "Sister Lan, this isn't fair to you!"

Jiang Jinhuan looked at her, his eyes serious and honest, "You have the right to meet someone clean and without any burdens. I don't deserve that."

Qin Lan couldn't hide the panic in her eyes; she looked as if her soul had been ripped away.

Jiang Jinhuan then said, "Sister Lan, think about our situation carefully. We'll meet again when you've made up your mind."

He wasn't stupid; he naturally knew what Qin Lan thought of him.

But I'm also in a mess right now, and I haven't divorced Song Qingci yet.

Even if he gets divorced, he will only marry Luo Qingyi.

He felt that he really had no right to hold Qin Lan back.

Qin Lan suddenly looked up and said, "Jin Huan, you didn't hold me back. To be honest, I'm the one who benefited. You're a young man in your twenties, and it seems like you're the one who's at a disadvantage when we're together, right?"

Jiang Jinhuan's face suddenly stiffened, and he was both amused and exasperated.

"Sister Lan, the way you're talking makes it sound like I'm being kept by you!"

Qin Lan chuckled, "I've already said I won't marry you, so I really don't care who you marry!"

Looking at the humble smile that Qin Lan was trying so hard to maintain, Jiang Jinhuan felt a pang of pain in his heart.

His steps faltered, and he stood frozen in place.

If a woman has already abandoned her dignity to this extent, and he insists on leaving, is he still a person?

But if I don't leave, isn't that unfair to Qin Lan?

Meanwhile, on the street outside the coffee shop, Jiang Zhe sat in his car, his eyes bloodshot as he stared at the two people inside through the glass window.

He saw Qin Lan smile, a smile that was so radiant.

He keenly noticed that Qin Lan's gaze towards Jiang Jin Huan was different.

It was a gaze filled with intense possessiveness. Luo Qingyi looked at Jiang Jinhuan in the same way, as did Song Qingci.

He was very familiar with that feeling, because he had looked at Song Qingci with that same gaze many times in his previous life.

He was so eager to possess Song Qingci that he was practically driven mad with desire.

That's the look he gave Song Qingci back then.

Right now, Qin Lan is looking at Jiang Jinhuan with this kind of gaze!

But why? Why would Qin Lan get involved with Jiang Jin Huan? Why would she like that good-for-nothing?

He wished he could rush in right now, pull Jiang Jinhuan away from Qin Lan, and question him about his right to do so.

But he can't.

He could only sit there, like a rat in a sewer, secretly watching.

Just then, Jiang Jin Huan stood up, as if he was about to leave.

Jiang Zhe's eyes suddenly lit up.

His eyes blazed with venom.

He started the car, gripped the steering wheel tightly with both hands, and stared intently at the entrance of the coffee shop.

The coffee shop door opened, and Jiang Jinhuan walked out.

He stood at the door, turned around, and waved to Qin Lan inside.

Jiang Zhe narrowed his eyes and slammed the accelerator to the floor.

The car roared and sped off like a raging beast.

The tires screeched on the ground, and the air was filled with the smell of burning rubber.

Jiang Jinhuan heard the sound, turned his head, and his pupils suddenly contracted.

A black sedan was rushing towards him at an extremely high speed, and the front of the car was less than twenty meters away.

"Is this aimed at me?" Jiang Jinhuan almost instinctively judged.

He wanted to dodge, but he felt it was too late.

At that critical moment, a figure suddenly pounced on him from behind.

"Jin Huan—"

Qin Lan's voice exploded in his ears, and then Jiang Jinhuan felt his body being pushed away by a tremendous force.

He fell heavily to the ground, his hands and knees throbbing with pain.

A loud bang rang in my ears, accompanied by the piercing sound of metal twisting.

Jiang Jinhuan turned his head sharply and saw a scene that made his heart stop.

Qin Lan lay at the entrance of the coffee shop, her legs trapped by the deformed car door, blood spreading from beneath her, staining the gray floor tiles red.

The black sedan crashed into the coffee shop's doorpost; the front of the car was completely deformed, and the airbags deployed.

Jiang Zhe lay slumped over the steering wheel, his face covered in blood, his eyes vacant and blank.

"Sister Lan—" Jiang Jinhuan scrambled to his feet like a madman and rushed to Qin Lan's side.

He crouched down, looking at Qin Lan's pale face, his voice trembling: "Sister Lan, how are you? Look at me, don't close your eyes!"

Qin Lan slightly opened her eyes, saw Jiang Jinhuan's face, and managed a weak tug at the corner of her mouth.

"I'm so glad you're alright!"

Her voice was very soft, so soft that it was almost inaudible.

"Don't speak, I'm calling for an ambulance, don't move..." Jiang Jinhuan frantically pulled out his phone and dialed for an ambulance.

When the call connected, his voice was trembling: "There's been a car accident here, someone's injured, please come quickly, please come quickly..."

After hanging up the phone, he took off his coat and carefully covered Qin Lan with it, then took her hand.

"Sister Lan, don't be afraid, the ambulance will be here soon."

Qin Lan looked at him, her eyes showing no fear, only an indescribable tenderness.

"Jin Huan..."

"Um?"

"Don't go...stay with me..."

"I'm not leaving, I'm not going anywhere!" Jiang Jinhuan held her hand, feeling its icy coldness, and felt a sharp pang in his heart.

He raised his head and looked at the mangled car, a cold killing intent flashing in his eyes for the first time.