Han Wangwang was sitting opposite Han Zhan and the others, so he naturally heard Han Zhan's answer.
Han Wangwang felt strange. She had just mentioned this to Jiang Zhen in the afternoon, and now F International took the initiative to contact her cousin. It must be fate.
Han Zhan didn't eat the lobster himself, but patiently peeled it for Song Ci. However, Song Ci didn't appreciate his thoughtfulness. She said, "If you eat crayfish, you have to absorb the flavor. If you only eat the meat without absorbing the flavor, you have no soul."
Han Zhan smiled and warned her: "Eat less. You're pregnant. If you eat too much spicy food, be careful of stomachache."
"...good."
Han Zhan wiped his mouth, then stood up and said to everyone, "Everyone, I have something else to take care of. I'll excuse myself for now. Enjoy your meal."
After saying that, he glanced at Han Wangwang, who was about to bury his head in the lobster bowl, and said expressionlessly, "Wangwang, come to my study after you finish eating."
Han Wangwang suddenly looked up and happened to meet Han Zhan's eyes.
Han Wangwang was frightened by her cousin's penetrating gaze and quickly lowered her head. Her legs were shaking with fear as she hid under the table.
After Han Zhan left, Song Ci handed a plate of crayfish to Han Wangwang and whispered, "Go ahead. Remember what I said. It's better than arguing with him."
Han Wangwang stood up reluctantly and moved slowly towards the building where the study was located.
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Han Zhan's study takes up almost an entire floor, with three layers inside and three layers outside. It is very spacious and quiet.
This was Han Wangwang's first time entering Han Zhan's study. Standing in the outermost room, he saw that no one was behind the desk, so he called out in a reserved and low voice, "Uncle."
Han Zhan's voice came from the innermost room, "Come in."
Han Wangwang then walked through the central library and entered the innermost reading room. The light in the reading room was bright, and there were two single sofas inside. Han Zhan was not reading, but wiping with a rattan stick in his hand.
Han Wangwang recognized the rattan stick. There was one in his great-grandfather's house. He heard that his great-grandfather would use this rattan stick to punish his younger cousin when he made mistakes as a child.
This is an heirloom rattan.
Han Wangwang stared at the cane, as if she could see the scene of her being beaten to pieces later. Her eyelids twitched wildly, and her legs trembled.
"Uncle, you called me here, is there something wrong?" Han Wangwang pretended to be ignorant and did not dare to mention what happened at the banquet last night.
Han Zhan didn't even raise his head as he continued to wipe the cane with the white handkerchief in his hand. He said to himself, "The Han family only has you as their daughter."
Han Wangwang nodded.
"You are with Jiang Bi, right?" When Han Zhan asked this, he raised his head and stared at Han Wangwang with an extremely sharp look.
Han Wangwang's scalp felt numb, and she twisted her hands together nervously, stammering, "We, we..." Han Wangwang stammered and couldn't even finish a complete sentence.
Bang!
Han Zhan slammed the cane hard against the small corner table, and Han Wangwang's heart began to tremble. She fell to her knees with a plop, closed her eyes, and said, "I'm sorry! Little cousin!"
Han Zhan turned around and moved his legs so that his toes were facing Han Wangwang.
He looked down at the girl kneeling before him and sighed in frustration, "You're confused! You're 23! You're not a 15-year-old girl anymore! Do you realize how serious this is?"
"This is much more serious than when you went to meet your online friend at the age of 15!" To this day, Han Wangwang and his daughter have never explained the truth about her going to meet her online friend at the age of 15. Han Zhan really thought that Han Wangwang went to meet her online friend that year.
Han Wangwang felt aggrieved, but she couldn't tell Han Zhan the truth about Jiang Zhen's gender. She pursed her lips and said with tears in her eyes, "My little cousin, I just like him, I just like him, is there anything wrong with that?"
Han Zhan was stumped by Han Wangwang's question.
He pondered for a moment before saying, "It's okay to like someone, but you shouldn't like that person. You should know how much impact this will have on the Han family if it gets out. I don't care about these rumors. I have a bad reputation myself. But your father is currently in a critical period of promotion. A friend of mine told me that your father is very likely to be promoted to Kyoto next year."
"After your great-grandfather passed away, the Han family lost its biggest umbrella of protection. Although your grandfather is still powerful, he is not young after all. This is the highest level he can reach in this life."
"The current Han family still depends on your father and you two siblings. You are a lawyer, and your brother is still young. How far your father can go is the key."
"If someone with ulterior motives makes a big fuss about your case, your father will never be promoted again in his life!" Han Yueyun served in the army in his early years. After being injured and discharged from the army, he entered politics. His current position is inseparable from his hard work and dedication.
Han Yueyun was a man of outstanding ability, and it was only a matter of time before he was transferred to Kyoto. However, once Han Wangwang's incident came to light, it would definitely ruin Han Yueyun's reputation.
Han Wangwang had considered these things. She knelt obediently, feeling remorse in her heart. Before last night, she had no idea Jiang Bi was actually Jiang Zhen, a boy. But at that time, she was also determined to be with Jiang Zhen.
Jiang Zhen is a boy, which is of course a good thing. But what if Jiang Zhen is really a girl?
Han Wangwang realized his selfishness and immaturity for disregarding family interests for personal reasons. He said, "I know I was wrong in this matter, and I will deal with it properly."
"How to deal with it?" Han Zhan didn't believe that Han Wangwang could handle this matter.
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