Chapter 360 He Knows Lingling’s Identity
The smell of disinfectant condensed into ice at the end of the corridor, and the edge of the folder that Shen Hanxing clenched tightly hurt his palm.
The mother of the naughty child opposite was standing with her hands on her hips, the strap of her faux leather shoulder bag had slipped to her elbow, revealing a half-open bottle of medicated oil inside.
"Your child is so precious, and you're hospitalizing him for a fall? You're making a big deal out of nothing!"
"Just a gentle touch?"
Shen Hanxing knocked his knuckles against the surveillance screen on the wall, and the fat boy sprinting with a football in his arms was clearly visible on the screen.
"Huh, what can the surveillance show?" The man leaned against the wall, and the smell of cheap cigarettes mixed with sweat spread.
"My wife is a cousin of the Xuanyuan family's branch! You want to take on a project in the capital, why not ask our A Ge for permission?"
Xuanyuan Ge finally turned his head, his eyes scraping across her face like a scalpel.
"I just came to 'apologize.'" He deliberately emphasized his tone, and the arc of his mouth raised with undisguised mockery.
“It’s just that Mr. Shen should check his phone.”
There have been news coming in just now.
But she didn't go to see it because she had to deal with this matter.
Now that she was reminded, she quickly took out her cell phone and looked at it carefully.
My back instantly hit the cold wall.
"Xuanyuan Pavilion, you are here to trick me!" Her voice finally cracked.
"It's just the business rules." Xuanyuan Ge raised his hand and looked at his watch. The diamond-cut surface flashed coldly under the light.
The child's mother immediately responded, "That's right! A Ge said that your company can't even survive until next month! Hurry up and get that brat out of the hospital, and stop blackmailing our Qiangqiang!"
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The smell of disinfectant solidified at the end of the corridor. Han Lingcui clutched the tissue in her pocket, stroking the soft hairs with her fingertips. Every step she took felt like walking on thin ice.
The arguing outside the ward had become louder, and Shen Hanxing's voice carried the cold sharpness that was unique to professional women.
"Mr. Xuanyuan, did you cross the line by intervening in an accident involving minors in your personal capacity?"
"Out of bounds?"
The man's laughter was low and magnetic, yet it carried a sense of oppression that brooked no room for argument.
"Mr. Shen should understand the meaning of 'human feelings'. This couple is my distant relatives. Their children are fighting, so I come to apologize. Doesn't that count as meddling?"
Han Lingcui raised his eyes and met a pair of bottomless dark pupils.
Xuanyuan Ge leaned against the wall, his well-tailored black windbreaker making him look tall and straight, and the watch faintly visible on his cuffs flashed a cold light.
He looked more reserved than he had been five years ago, and the sharp outline of his brow bones cast sharp shadows under the pale light.
The man who had once outlined the future with her, but turned around and pushed her away under family pressure, was now looking at Shen Hanxing beside her with a playful look.
"Apologize?" Chen Hanxing sneered, "Does your 'apology' mean having security guards block the fire escape, or having my company's partners receive three project warnings in half an hour?"
Xuanyuan Ge shrugged, but his gaze suddenly passed Shen Hanxing and fell on Han Lingcui.
All the playfulness in that look instantly faded, as if he had been suddenly thrown into an icy lake, condensing into a barely perceptible daze, which was then covered by a deeper dark light.
Han Lingcui's heart skipped a beat. She could feel the weight of his gaze, like he was peeling back the threads of a cocoon, trying to penetrate the secret she had hidden for five years.
She subconsciously put her hands behind her back, but her fingertips touched the bundle of hair in her pocket.
That was the only connection between her and the Xuanyuan Pavilion bloodline, and it was an extravagant hope that she dared not express out loud.
"Lingling?" Xuanyuan Ge's voice suddenly softened, a stark contrast to his previous arrogance. "Why are you here?"
Chen Hanxing turned around suddenly and looked at Han Lingcui with surprise and suspicion.
At this moment, Xuanyuan Pavilion's attitude changed drastically, like a heavy hammer hitting her heart.
This man who can make everything happen in the business world would only show a moment of loss of composure in front of Han Lingcui.
This is very abnormal.
This made her anxious instantly.
"Xunxun is injured."
Han Lingcui's voice was calm, but when he mentioned the child, a slight ripple flashed across his eyes.
"Thank you for your concern, Mr. Xuanyuan. This is just a small friction between children. There's no need to alarm you."
Xuanyuan Ge's throat rolled over, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he just waved his hand.
The black-clad men who were blocking the corridor immediately made way. The parents of the naughty child were stunned. "A-Age? We..."
"Apologize to Mr. Shen."
Xuanyuan Ge's voice returned to its cold and hard state. "Tell your son to apologize to the child in the hospital bed."
The naughty child's father wanted to argue, but was forced back by Xuanyuan Ge's look.
Chen Hanxing watched the dramatic turn of events unfold before her, sweat forming on her palms. She knew all too well the methods employed by Xuanyuan Pavilion.
He was still pressing forward with commercial pressure just now, but as soon as Han Lingcui appeared, he immediately restrained his minions, even with a bit of...
obedience?
"Mr. Chen, we're sorry. We didn't take good care of the child." The couple apologized awkwardly and dragged the fat boy with a sad face into the ward.
Only Shen Hanxing, Han Lingcui and Xuanyuan Ge were left in the corridor.
The air seemed to freeze into ice. Chen Hanxing was the first to break the silence, his tone filled with professional distance: "Thank you, Mr. Xuanyuan, for your understanding. I still have to take care of the children. Excuse me."
She pulled Han Lingcui and turned around, but her fingertips felt a slight tremor when they touched the other's arm.
It was not until the ward door was closed that Han Lingcui relaxed his tense back and leaned against the door panel to catch his breath.
Chen Hanxing lowered his voice to a very low level, with a hint of vigilance in his eyes. "People like Xuanyuan Pavilion won't give in for no reason. The way he looks at you..."
Han Lingcui shook his head, but didn't dare to look into Shen Hanxing's eyes.
"I'll go deal with the aftermath." Shen Hanxing took a deep breath, took out his cell phone and walked towards the stairwell.
The moment the encrypted line was connected, she whispered into the receiver, "Axun, I was busy just now and didn't answer your call. I'm at the First Hospital in the city, and the child is fine. But..."
She paused.
"Xuanyuan Pavilion is here. The brat's parents are his relatives, and they seem to have a pretty good relationship with him. But just now... they retreated because of the spiritual essence."
There was silence for a few seconds on the other end of the phone, and then Qi Moxun's steady voice came.
"He may know Han Lingcui's true identity."
"Not sure, but his reaction was too abnormal."
Chen Hanxing looked at the deepening dusk outside the window and said solemnly, "Once Xuanyuan Pavilion suspects Lingcui's identity, they will definitely take action against her. I'm worried that it will implicate the Qi Group."
"I understand." Qi Moxun's voice was filled with cold determination. "As for Xuanyuan Pavilion, I will have the legal department review all cooperation projects and give him some trouble."
After hanging up the phone, Shen Hanxing leaned against the cold wall and closed his eyes.
She remembered Han Lingcui's trembling fingertips when she grabbed her hair just now, and the look in Xuanyuan Ge's eyes that softened instantly when he saw her.
Once the time bomb of Xuanyuan Pavilion explodes, it may not only shatter Han Lingcui's secrets, but also half of the Qi Group's territory in the Beijing business circle.
Shen Qianxun’s soft cough was heard in the ward, and Han Lingcui was sitting beside the bed, wiping the gauze on the child’s forehead with a cotton swab dipped in warm water.
The afterglow of the setting sun filtered through the window, casting a soft golden edge on her face. Her focused expression was very similar to the way she used to sketch out the blueprints in the design studio.
When Shen Hanxing opened the door and saw this scene, a trace of pity suddenly flashed through his heart.
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