Chapter 419 Devil's Phone
"Miss Xi is waiting for you."
The man's voice was like sandpaper rubbing against her as he pulled her arm towards the black car on the side of the road.
Han Lingcui dug her nails into the back of the other person's hand, but he twisted her wrist and pressed it against the car door. The severe pain made her eyes go black, and the mobile phone in her bag fell to the ground with a "click", and the screen shattered into a spider web in the sunlight.
As the car drove away from the lake, Han Lingcui saw Shen Hanxing looking over here in the rearview mirror, holding a strawberry in his hand.
She suddenly wanted to scream for help, but her throat seemed to be stuck with glue. She could only watch the familiar lawn getting farther and farther away, her heart filled with despair.
…
The revolving door of the white building spun dizzily, and the woman in the champagne suit stood on the terrace with her back to her.
The wind from the lake lifted her long hair, and the ends of her hair were stained with fine gold foil.
It was the latest hair accessory of the year. Han Lingcui had seen it in a magazine and it cost her three months' rent.
"Ms. Han, you are more tolerant than I thought."
Xi Muxuan turned around, the pearly luster on her red lips gleaming blindingly in the sunlight. "Seeing my own son calling someone else "Mom," if it were me, I would have flipped the table long ago."
Han Lingcui clenched her handbag tightly, and the metal buckle left a red mark on her palm.
She knew who Xi Muxuan was. She had seen her from afar at Qi Moxun's company annual meeting. At that time, she was wearing a haute couture dress and was surrounded by a group of people, like a proud peacock.
This is Qi Moxun's pursuer.
I have never given up over the years.
Even after what happened with Qi Moxu, she still couldn't let go of her obsession.
Later, he tricked Fu Jingheng, took away a lot of shares, and went abroad.
In fact, she realized a long time ago that Xi Muxuan had noticed her.
But she was always worried about Xunxun, so she stayed at home and rarely went out, which gave Xi Muxuan no chance.
"what you up to?"
Her voice was trembling, but she tried to straighten her back.
Even if she loses, she doesn't want to lose too badly.
Xi Muxuan chuckled, pulled out a document from her handbag and threw it on the table.
"Look at this."
She picked up the coffee cup, the bone china rim touching her red lips.
"The Xuanyuan family owes a bank in Country R a large sum of money. As long as you agree, I can help you take over the debt. How about seeking custody of the child as a condition?"
Han Lingcui's fingertips were shaking violently, and the words "Custody Transfer Agreement" on the document were like red-hot irons.
She recalled the days five years ago when she was forced into a desperate situation by the Xuanyuan family. During those days and nights, she was like a stray dog, wandering in the corners of the city until she had a car accident.
"Why are you helping me?"
She raised her head suddenly, the bloodshot in her eyes spreading like a spider web, “You like Qi Moxun, you should wish that Shen Hanxing lives a good life.”
"Who told you that if you like someone, you have to hope for their happiness?"
Xi Muxuan put down the coffee cup, stood up and walked in front of her. The scent of perfume mixed with the dampness of the lake water came over.
"I want him to watch Chen Hanxing lose everything, and I want him to know how foolish it was to choose that woman. And you, Han Lingcui, you are the sharpest knife in my hand."
Han Lingcui's heart suddenly ached, as if a piece of it had been cut out of it.
Xi Muxuan was right, she was a knife, a rusty knife thirsting for blood.
During this period, she pretended to be docile, pretended to be satisfied, pretended that just looking at Xunxun was enough, but when she woke up in the middle of the night, she would always hug Xunxun's little pillow and cry bitterly.
She really couldn't bear to be separated from Xunxun.
"I need time." She heard her voice trembling, her fingertips already touching the edge of the agreement, "I need to think about whether Xunxun will..."
"He will be happy." Xi Muxuan interrupted her with an unquestionable tone of certainty.
"Which child doesn't want to be with their biological mother? What Shen Hanxing can give, you can also give, or even more."
The wind suddenly picked up, and the parasols on the terrace creaked.
Han Lingcui looked at the swans on the lake in the distance. They were swimming in a line towards their nesting place, and the setting sun dyed their shadows golden red.
She suddenly remembered what Xunxun had said that morning: "Auntie, will the little swan sleep with its mother at night?"
"Yes."
This was her answer at the time, but her heart was bleeding.
Her little swans don't even know where their nest is.
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When they returned to the lawn, Xunxun was lying on Qi Moxun's back eating strawberries, and the red juice rubbed against the man's shirt like a blooming flower.
Seeing her come back, the child immediately raised the strawberries in his hand and smiled at her: "Auntie, look! Dad picked them for me! They are sweeter than those bought in the supermarket!"
Qi Moxun looked back at her, his brows slightly furrowed.
His eyes fell on her red wrist, and there was a hint of inquiry in his eyes.
"The convenience store is crowded." Han Lingcui handed the water bottle over, avoiding his gaze with her fingers. "I'll sit over there for a while."
She found a perfect excuse for herself because after careful consideration, she thought there was no loophole.
Sure enough, Qi Moxun didn't ask any more questions.
She sat down on the edge of the picnic mat. The serrated blades of grass scraped her ankles, which hurt a little but made her feel awake.
Xunxun's laughter came from the front. He was holding Shen Hanxing's hand to fly a kite. The kite flew very high, like a small star.
Han Lingcui touched the business card in her pocket. Xi Muxuan's phone number was like a poisonous snake, crawling up along her fingertips.
"Auntie, look how high I've let the kite fly!" Xunxun suddenly ran over and stuffed the kite string into her hand, "Come and try it too!"
The warmth of the spool came through my palm, and the kite swayed in the sky, as if it would fall at any time.
Han Lingcui looked at the struggling kite and suddenly felt that he was like it, being pulled by an invisible string, with morality and reason on one end and blood and greed on the other.
"Higher! Higher!"
Xunxun was clapping his hands beside him, his little face was covered with grass debris, and his eyes were as bright as stars.
Han Lingcui suddenly let go of his hand, and the kite string slid through his palm, leaving a burning red mark.
The colorful kite wobbled as it flew over the lake and finally plunged into the sparkling water.
"Ah! He fell down!" Xunxun screamed and ran towards the lake. Qi Moxun and Shen Hanxing followed immediately.
Han Lingcui stood there motionless, looking at the kite floating on the water, and suddenly smiled.
It turns out that the tighter you hold on to some things, the easier it is to lose them.
But if I let go, it would mean losing it completely and it would never belong to her again.
When the setting sun dyed the lake surface golden red, Xunxun fell asleep in Qi Moxun's arms, with the swan feather still clutched in her little hand.
Han Lingcui was walking at the back, looking at the backs of Shen Hanxing and Qi Moxun who were talking and laughing in low voices in front of him, and suddenly stopped.
The thought arises again.
Xi Muxuan's words rang in her ears again: "You only have one chance. Once they bring Xunxun back to China, you will never have another chance."
The wind lifted her skirt, and the off-white fabric stuck to her legs like a layer of cold skin.
Han Lingcui looked at the last ray of light in the sky and suddenly took out his cell phone.
Although the screen was broken, I could still see the numbers in the address book clearly.
Her fingertips hovered above the dial button, as if hanging on the edge of the cliff of fate. Just one click and the whole world would turn upside down.
In the distance, there was a vague clamor of someone searching, probably someone trying to adopt a little swan.
Han Lingcui took a deep breath and dialed the number.
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