Chapter 413 The War Begins
Three days later, the lights in the conference room were brighter than last time, but they still couldn't illuminate the undercurrent in the air.
When Xuanyuan Ge pushed the door open and came in, the gauze had been replaced with new ones, but the cuffs were still deliberately pulled very low.
As soon as he sat down, Shen Hanxing pushed a printed cooperation agreement over to him. The words "Chuxin Company Special Investigation Project Book" on the front page were particularly clear.
"I agree."
Her voice was steady, and her fingertips tapped the edge of the agreement. "But there are three additional conditions."
Xuanyuan Ge raised his eyes, a hint of uneasy feeling flashed in his eyes: "You say."
"First, all investigation data must undergo a triple review by the Chuxin Legal Department to ensure that every step is within the legal framework and leaves no room for the Xuanyuan family to retaliate."
Shen Hanxing's eyes were sharp, "What I want is a complete victory, not a mutual loss."
"Can."
"Secondly, the placement of Lingcui and Xunxun must be fully followed up by a third-party agency designated by Chuxin, including the information security of their new identities and the supervision of funds in the Swiss account."
She paused, her tone adding an unquestionable determination, "I want to make sure they are truly safe every day they are abroad."
Xuanyuan Ge was silent for a moment, his Adam's apple moved: "...No problem."
"Third," Shen Hanxing finally raised her eyes to look at him, her gaze piercing his gaze, "Chu Xin must take the lead in the acquisition of Xuanyuan family's high-quality assets. In particular, sectors involving education and child welfare must be completely separated and operated by Chu Xin through the establishment of an independent fund."
This was clearly beyond Xuanyuan Ge's expectations. He frowned, "These sectors aren't high-quality assets, and they're even losing money..."
"I know." Shen Hanxing interrupted him, his fingertips suddenly stopping at the four words "child welfare" on the agreement, "I don't want profit."
The conference room was silent for a few seconds. Qi Moxun picked up the teacup and the lid made a slight sound when it hit the cup, breaking the brief silence.
He looked towards Xuanyuan Pavilion, his eyes showing some understanding, but he did not point it out.
Xuanyuan Ge's gaze lingered on Shen Hanxing's face for a long time, and he suddenly understood something. He remembered the tenderness that could not be hidden in Shen Hanxing's eyes every time he mentioned that child.
He clenched his fist and finally nodded: "Okay, I agree."
The agreement was signed smoothly, and the sound of the pen scratching across the paper was particularly clear in the empty room.
After Xuanyuan Ge left, Qi Moxun spoke slowly: "The third one is for Xunxun, right?"
Chen Hanxing didn't answer immediately, but just looked out the window at the gradually darkening sky, and the neon lights began to flow on the glass again.
"Once the Xuanyuan family is severely damaged, even if the Xuanyuan Pavilion eventually takes power, it will inevitably take several years to regroup."
She said softly, as if she was talking to herself, but also as if she was confessing to Qi Moxun, "By then, he may not have enough energy and confidence to forcefully take Xunxun back."
Chuxin holds assets related to child welfare, which is equivalent to holding chips related to the future.
What the Xuanyuan family owes Xunxun, she wants to get back little by little in another way.
For example, give children a future that they can choose independently, and perhaps there will be a place for them in that future.
Qi Moxun walked to her side, gently put his arms around her waist from behind, and rested his chin on the top of her head.
"I knew you agreed so readily, not just because you were persuaded by him."
Shen Hanxing leaned in his arms, his shoulders slightly tense: "Isn't it very selfish? It's obviously for justice, but you have such thoughts."
"No."
Qi Moxun's voice was gentle and reassuring, "You just want to protect the child, there's nothing wrong with that."
He turned her around so that she was facing him and gently stroked her cheek with his palm.
"Actually, I guessed it from the moment you proposed to oversee Xunxun's placement."
Chen Hanxing raised her head and met his eyes filled with tenderness.
"You want Xunxun to stay by your side, I support you."
Qi Moxun's fingertips gently stroked her chin, his tone solemn as if he was taking an oath.
"Whether the Xuanyuan family collapses or not, I will be with you as long as you want to do it. And..."
He paused, a smile in his eyes, and that smile was filled with unwavering seriousness.
"Even if Xunxun really stays in the future, it won't be just your problem. I will learn to be a good uncle, no, maybe... a better role."
He didn't say what role it was, but Shen Hanxing understood. His heart skipped a beat and his cheeks felt slightly hot.
"You promise?"
She asked softly, like a child seeking promises.
"I promise." Qi Moxun held her hand and placed her fingertips against his warm palm. "I promise to treat her well, like my own child. I promise to let her grow up in the sunshine, and never have to worry about those dark schemes again."
The neon lights outside the window were still flickering, reflecting on the two people's clasped hands, casting a layer of warm light.
Chen Hanxing looked at the seriousness in Qi Moxun's eyes, and the uneasiness in her heart caused by selfishness suddenly disappeared.
Toppling the Xuanyuan family was for both justice and protection. And this time, she was not alone.
"Then let's," Shen Hanxing took a deep breath and shook his hand back, "let's get started."
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Seven days after the agreement was signed, Kyoto experienced its first heavy rain since the beginning of summer.
The legal department of Chuxin Company was brightly lit, with more than 20 lawyers and data analysts gathered around a long table covered with densely packed documents and hard drives.
Shen Hanxing wore a simple white shirt with his sleeves rolled up to his forearms. His fingertips slid across a yellowed clinical trial report. The edges of the paper had become frayed from repeated readings.
"Page 37, the adverse reaction data here has been tampered with."
She suddenly spoke, her voice drowning out the sound of rain outside the window. "The original records say orphan No. 014 suffered severe liver damage, but the report listed it as a 'mild rash.'"
Li Wei, who was sitting opposite, pushed her glasses and immediately called up the electronic version of the original data.
This was a backup that Zhou Ming, the vice president of the pharmaceutical factory, sent through an encrypted channel three days ago. It was hidden in a batch of expired drug testing reports and retrieved by Chu Xin's field team disguised as waste recyclers.
"Comparing the chromatograms can also prove it," Li Wei clicked on the part marked with a highlighter.
"The manipulated peaks have clearly been artificially flattened. The technique was very crude. Perhaps the researcher who was responsible for recording them was forced to do so and intentionally left flaws."
Shen Hanxing nodded and looked up at the clock on the wall: two o'clock in the morning.
She picked up her phone and sent a message to Qi Moxun: [The data chain has been completed, and the legal department said that the public disclosure materials can be prepared.]
The reply was almost instantaneous: [I'm almost there too. The Xuanyuan family's new energy division was in contact with a European company, hoping to sell their core patents at a low price, but I snatched it away. The old man made this move so hastily, it seems he's sensed something.]
Her fingertips hovered over the screen, hesitated for two seconds, and typed another line: [How's Xunxun doing over there? During our video call today, she said she wanted to drink Kyoto's sour plum soup.]
After talking with Xunxun, Xunxun behaved very well and took the initiative to leave with Han Lingcui.
But I contact Shen Hanxing every day.
He also pretended not to know that Han Lingcui was his mother and never confessed the truth to Han Lingcui.
Qi Moxun's reply was tinged with a smile: "I've asked the housekeeper to prepare the ingredients and found a chef who can make Chinese desserts. I should be able to have a warm drink tomorrow. Security said they took him to the lake to feed the swans, and he's in a good mood."
Shen Hanxing breathed a sigh of relief, his fingertips swiping across the word "Xunxun" on the screen, and he recalled the scene of sending them to the airport three days ago.
The little guy held her legs and refused to let go, looking up and asking, "Mom, will you come to see me?"
"Yes."
She squatted down and tidied up the child's hair. "When mom finishes what I'm doing, I'll go build a snowman with you."
Xunxun nodded, not quite understanding, and hugged Qi Moxun's arm, "If Mommy loses weight, I will duel with you!"
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