Han Zhan was shocked by Han Aoyu's sharp eyes. After all, he was his grandfather. Even though he was old, he was still an old fox. Han Zhan lowered his head in shame. He was like a transparent person, being seen through from the inside out by Han Aoyu.
Seeing Han Zhan lowering his head and not saying anything, Han Aoyu snorted coldly and asked him, "Is my analysis correct?"
Han Zhan's voice was as light as a mosquito's hum: "Grandpa, you guessed it right."
"Oh! Han Zhan, ah Han Zhan, you are so confused!" Han Aoyu was so angry that he lifted his leg and stepped on Han Zhan's foot. Han Aoyu pressed Han Zhan's leather shoes and stepped hard. Han Zhan frowned slightly in pain, but did not move his foot away.
Zhong Buhui watched coldly from the sidelines, without saying anything to dissuade him. At this moment, the more he tried to dissuade Han Aoyu, the angrier he became.
Han Ao Yu vented his anger before he put his foot back.
He mocked Han Zhan: "Han Zhan, you are so stupid! Whether it is Song girl or Jiang Shiyu, they are not wrong at all. The one who is wrong is the beast who took the initiative to provoke your mother!"
Han Zhan understood this logic very well. He felt pain and said, "I know Jiang Shiyu is innocent, but what happened in my childhood made me want to hate her." Not only him, but his younger brothers and sisters also deeply hated Jiang Shiyu.
If it weren't for that beautiful woman Jiang Shiyu, they wouldn't have been born and wouldn't have suffered all that!
Han Aoyu recalled the dense needle holes on Han Zhan's body when he first found him, and his heart ached. He couldn't imagine what a terrible evil person he would be if he hadn't taken Han Zhan back and raised him by his side. If he had let him grow up by Edward's side, he would have become.
Han Aoyu looked at Han Zhan and shook his head. This child who was excellent in all aspects disappointed him for the first time. "Han Zhan, you thought you could remain indifferent to Song Yatou. You thought you could really be cruel enough to use Song Yatou to deal with Edward. But you didn't expect that in the end, the person who really fell into the pit of love was you."
"Those who scheme against love will eventually be avenged by love. Han Zhan, you are so confused!"
Those who scheme against love will eventually be avenged by love...
Hearing this, Han Zhan just smiled bitterly, his face showing a rare expression of fragility and helplessness. "Grandpa, you are experienced, please tell me, what should I do now?" Han Zhan didn't know who to turn to for help, so he could only turn to his grandfather.
Grandpa glared angrily, "What do you mean I'm experienced?"
Han Zhan whispered, "Didn't you often make grandma angry and always sleep in the study..." Seeing that Han Aoyu's face was getting more and more angry, Han Zhan didn't dare to say anything else.
Han Ao Yu really wanted to kick Han Zhan out.
He was angry, but he couldn't just let his grandson's lifelong event go to waste. Han Aoyu told Han Zhan: "In a few days, you bring Song girl to the Banshan Villa to celebrate the New Year and stay here for a few days."
Han Zhan asked: "What if she doesn't come?"
Han Aoyu rolled his eyes at Han Zhan in annoyance, "Then just let her kick you out and go back to being single. You've already been single for ten years, so what difference does it make if you stay single for a few more decades?"
Han Zhan: "..."
He must coax Song Ci to come to his grandfather's house to celebrate the New Year.
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The next morning, Song Ci was carrying a garbage bag and going downstairs to take out the trash. As soon as she opened the door, a dark shadow fell in along with the door.
Song Ci was startled. She looked carefully and found that it was Han Zhan.
Han Zhan stood up with the help of the door frame. Seeing Song Ci and the garbage bag in her hand, he reached out to take the garbage bag from Song Ci's hand. "Going to take out the garbage? Let me do it."
Their hands touched each other, and Song Ci was surprised to find that Han Zhan's hands were as cold as ice.
The temperature outside was -2 degrees Celsius last night...
"Han Zhan, you were guarding the door all night?" Song Ci felt complicated.
Han Zhan took out a handkerchief from his pocket, wiped his nose, then nodded and said, "I was afraid that you would look for me, and you wouldn't be able to find me if I went too far, so I didn't dare to go far." But Song Ci didn't open this door at all last night.
Song Ci subconsciously said, "I thought you went to the hotel..." Seeing Han Zhan's aggrieved expression, Song Ci got angry and spoke without thinking. "Han Zhan, your brain was stuck in the door, what should you do if you catch a cold? What? You still want to use the self-torture trick to make me feel sorry for you?"
Han Zhan stared at the furious Song Ci, not angry or annoyed, but rather a little happy.
Han Zhan asked Song Ci in a low voice: "Song Ci, are you feeling sorry for me?"
Song Ci was so angry that she laughed, "I don't feel sorry for you at all! If you like to stay at the door, just stay at the door!" Song Ci closed the door and left Han Zhan and the garbage outside.
Han Zhan touched his nose and went downstairs obediently to throw away the garbage.
He was so cold that he felt numb. When he walked, his feet dragged his body heavy, and he always felt that he would fall to the ground at any second. After throwing away the garbage, Han Zhan returned to the elevator, leaned against the wall, and wiped his nose again.
bite--
Han Zhan walked out of the elevator slowly.
His door had never been changed and was still locked. Han Zhan hadn't taken the key with him when he left last night. He walked to the door and was about to knock when he realized it was ajar.
Staring at the crack in the door, Han Zhan's heart quietly cracked open, and a beam of light came in.
Han Zhan stood at the door for a while before opening it and walking into the house. After entering the house, Han Zhan deliberately made some noises while changing his shoes so that Song Ci would know that he was back.
Han Zhan felt relieved when he didn't hear Song Ci telling him to get out.
Seeing Song Ci busy in the kitchen, Han Zhan thought Song Ci was making breakfast, so he walked over and wanted to help Song Ci cook. As soon as he entered the kitchen, he found that Song Ci was not cooking, but making ginger tea.
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