Screams mixed with screams tortured Lan Shuang's ears, and she felt like her eardrums were about to be pierced.
She grabbed Jiang Han's hand irritably. Jiang Han was stunned for a moment, then he felt Lan Shuang's slightly cold hand in his hand and fired a shot at it.
"Bang--"
Another gunshot rang out, and everyone was stunned for a moment. Lan Shuang took this opportunity to say coldly, "Shut up and stop making noise."
Everyone looked at her in shock, not daring to make a sound or even breathe, for fear that a volley of bullets would hit them in the next moment.
Jiang Han raised an eyebrow, loosened his grip and handed the gun to Lan Shuang, crossing his hands on his thighs. "You hired someone to kill me, but for the sake of our surname, I'll spare you this time and only injure your legs. If it happens again, these two bullets will penetrate your heart and head."
After saying this, he slowly scanned the faces of everyone present and stood up calmly. A sense of oppression instantly unfolded, and everyone held their breath slightly.
Old Master Jiang was still leaning on the sofa, gasping for breath. He ignored Uncle Jiang's screams and just said, "It's what you deserve. You've brought this upon yourself."
Jiang Han said, "From now on, I will remain the sole leader of the Jiang family. I'm giving you positions in the company not because of your exceptional abilities, but simply because your last name is Jiang. Don't forget, the Jiang family nearly collapsed under your leadership. It was I who took over the mess and gradually expanded the territory, bringing the Jiang family to where it is today."
He didn't mention this past event, and these people who were living a life of drunkenness and dreams almost forgot about it. Now that the veil was lifted, the expressions on their faces were as ugly as if they had eaten rat poison.
"I've worked hard for ten years to get to where I am today, so there's no way I'm going to give up my kingdom. If you want to take it, come on, if you're not afraid of death, then come on. If you're afraid of death, then just pay me and shut up."
"It's okay if you've forgotten what I was like back then. I can have someone print it out and post it on your bedside. You can read it twice a day until you find your place. Do you understand?"
His sharp gaze brought a strong sense of oppression. Everyone did not dare to look at him and looked away. Jiang Han sneered, turned around and took Lan Shuang's hand: "Let's go home."
When passing by Old Man Jiang, Jiang Han became a little more respectful and said to the old man, "I'm leaving first. Take care of yourself."
Mr. Jiang paused as his gaze fell on Lan Shuang, and Lan Shuang smiled at him. The old man hesitated for a moment and then nodded in relief: "Go."
Jiang Han took Lan Shuang away without even looking at his uncle Jiang who was twisting like a maggot on the ground.
After leaving the brightly lit hall, Lan Shuang's vision suddenly became dark. She felt a little uncomfortable and looked for a long time but still felt it was pitch black. When she was going down the stairs, she was not paying attention and her foot hit the edge of the stairs. She lost her balance and fell straight down.
Qi Yuan, who was walking behind, was about to reach out his hand when he saw Lan Shuang's arm was about to be touched by Wen Yan, who pulled him back. Qi Yuan looked at him in confusion: "You——"
Wen Yan raised his finger and put it on his lips: "Shh."
Qi Yuan: “???”
He looked at Wen Yan blankly, and then Wen Yan pointed forward. When Lan Shuang was about to fall, Jiang Han suddenly stretched out his arm and hugged her into his arms.
Lan Shuang bumped into his arms, her nose a little sore, Jiang Han asked in a low voice: "What's wrong?"
Lan Shuang rubbed her nose and said in a muffled voice, "My heel just hit me and I couldn't stand firmly."
As she said this, she was about to get out of Jiang Han's arms, "It's okay, I can see now."
Jiang Han stared at her for a moment, then released his hand from her waist, but when he pulled it back, he held her wrist. Lan Shuang looked at him in confusion, "Master Jiang?"
"The show isn't over yet, I'll take you away."
He said it calmly and righteously, as if it really was the case.
Lan Shuang could feel the warmth from his palm.
She smiled and nodded: "We have to do the whole show, let's go."
Jiang Han took advantage of the darkness to barely noticeably curl the corners of his lips.
After getting in the car, Lan Shuang yawned. Jiang Han turned to look at her and asked, "Are you sleepy?"
Lan Shuang nodded: "Yeah, I didn't feel sleepy when I was inside, but now that I've relaxed, I feel sleepy."
"Don't you feel scared?" Jiang Han suddenly asked this question, not knowing why.
Lan Shuang turned her head to look at him. From time to time, light from street lamps outside shone in and fell on Jiang Han's profile. The intersection of light and darkness made his outline look more three-dimensional and deep.
The deep depressions between the eyebrows and eyes seemed to carry an indescribable deep affection.
Lan Shuang was mesmerized for a moment and didn't say anything.
Jiang Han narrowed his eyes, "Hmm?"
Lan Shuang saw him approaching, and immediately came back to her senses. She cleared her throat and said, "What are you afraid of? I've seen you slaughtering people before, so what's there to be afraid of?"
"That's not what I'm talking about," Jiang Han sat up straight, his eyes fixed on the front panel, and said in an inexplicable tone, "I'm so cruel to my own relatives, my own biological parents, aren't you afraid?"
Lan Shuang crossed her legs and leaned back in the car seat, finding a comfortable position. She sighed and said, "Love and hate don't come out of thin air. No one is born hating their parents. There must be reasons I don't know about, so I'm not qualified to comment before I know the whole truth."
Jiang Han didn't expect her to say that. He didn't offer any comfort, nor did he ask any questions, nor did he pretend to empathize with her. He simply stated his own views in a calm and almost indifferent manner.
But somehow, he actually felt quite comfortable.
As he looked at it, he suddenly laughed, "Well, I shouldn't ask you that. This is embarrassing for you."
Lan Shuang tilted her head to look at him: "When you are willing to tell me the whole truth, I will tell you what I think."
She thought for a moment and said, "But I do have a separate problem now."
"Hmm?" Jiang Han said in a light tone.
"Was Jin Bin involved in the last cruise ship assassination?" Lan Shuang's eyes flickered in the shadow cast by the street lamp.
Jiang Han didn't move, "Why do you ask?"
"The cruise ship belongs to him, and he didn't know there were so many killers on it. I think it's a little funny."
Lan Shuang made no secret of her ill will towards Jin Bin: "This man is very cunning. Did he come to you after you got into trouble?"
Jiang Han pondered for a moment and said nothing.
Lan Shuang reminded at the right time: "I think it's better to check him out. I always feel that he is unreliable."
"I'll have someone keep an eye on him." Jiang Han: "Do you hate him?"
"Of course," Lan Shuang asked back with a smile, "It would be strange if I didn't hate him, right? He tricked my ex-boyfriend into gambling, and then he tricked me into it, leaving me unable to return home, ruining my studies and my relationship. Shouldn't I hate him? It would be even better if he had something to do with your assassination. I hope he never gets over it."
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