Chapter 133 There is only Mr. Shi in the world
As soon as these words came out.
Everyone in the hall was surprised and stunned.
Even the butler, who was slapped to the ground, ignored the pain on his face and stared at the person who spoke. He looked at him several times, as if trying to confirm whether this person was Han Zhan.
If it was really Han Zhan, he would never leave the Han family.
Especially not leaving Ms. Bai.
Over the years, whether it was when the old house caught fire and the husband and wife took the lead in saving the eldest young master, or when Han Er and the eldest young master had a dispute and Han Er was coldly sent to Country M for a few years, Han Zhan still returned to the Han family and called Ms. Bai "Mom" as a son.
Every year on Ms. Bai’s birthday.
He gave gifts.
During those years when Han Zhan was far away in Country M and could not come back, he asked the eldest young master to deliver the birthday gift and give the private garden he designed and built to Ms. Bai.
On Ms. Bai’s 50th birthday a few years ago, he searched for it for a long time both at home and abroad, and traveled to many countries. He learned that the pigeon blood Moroccan ruby ring was in the hands of Ms. Jin Baili, so he asked to see Jin Baili many times and took great pains to get the ring.
The butler didn't like his wild, eccentric and aggressive personality.
I think he is unruly and disobedient.
In addition, because they were partial to the eldest young master, they squeezed and excluded him even more.
But the housekeeper had to admit that Han Er really cared about Ms. Bai and was extremely filial to his mother. No matter how much he disliked Han Er, the housekeeper could not deny the fact that this son was born to love his mother.
But.
What did he say today?
His household registration was moved out of the Han family, and he was no longer the second young master of the Han family, no longer the son of Bai Wanqing and Han Tai. The family he had tried so hard to squeeze into for so many years, the love of his parents that he had stretched out his arms to reach, suddenly they didn't want it anymore?
Or say.
He has a new home.
In that home, there was his wife who loved him, Han the housekeeper who cared about him, and the loyal wolfhound. But these were people and things that had a relationship with him because of a marriage certificate, a contract, and an adoption agreement. They were nothing compared to his family who shared the same genes and blood.
Wife closer.
Can parents and brother be as close to you as you?
The housekeeper thought Han Zhan was really confused. Could he guarantee that Shi Yin would always be by his side? Would this new family brought to him by Shi Yin always exist?
Feelings are mostly unreliable.
The people you can always rely on are your blood relatives.
Han Er will regret it.
He will definitely regret the decision he made today.
Without the aura of the Han family, the head of the eight great families, what was left for Han Zhan? He had no place to stand, whether inside or outside the circle. Besides eating, drinking, whoring, and gambling, he knew nothing else and had no ambition at all. Forget about competing with the eldest young master, he couldn't even compare to him, the butler.
"Han Zhan!"
"Come back to me, Han Zhan!"
Ms. Bai's shrill cry disrupted the butler's thoughts. When he regained consciousness, Shi Yin and Han Zhan were no longer in the hall. Outside the door came the roar of a car, the Porsche Macan roaring away from the tree-lined avenue without stopping for a moment.
The butler stood up with difficulty.
He wiped the blood from the corner of his lips.
Yin, looking thin and frail, hit people with such force that his back teeth were cracked. The housekeeper, not caring about himself, walked over to the sandalwood chair and comforted Ms. Bai, "Madam, the second young master is angry with you, which is why he moved his household registration. He can't leave you. What he wants most is your love and care."
Ms. Bai was silent.
He turned his gaze away from the tree-lined avenue and unconsciously glanced at the family photos displayed in the cabinet. The first six photos were of a family of four, with little Han Zhan in the picture.
She couldn't help but think of many years ago.
Han Er celebrates his birthday.
He's smarter than his peers. He didn't say "Mommy" or "Daddy" until he was almost two, and he could articulate a complete sentence before he was even a year old. Doctors say his brain is developing rapidly, making him a prodigy. With a little nurturing, he'll have a bright future.
Bai Wanqing experienced this firsthand on his third birthday.
He started to remember things very early.
He also has a very strong memory.
Just seeing her take medicine at night, he remembered it. He made a wish to the birthday cake, saying in a grandma's voice: "Mom, be safe and sound, and get better soon."
Small toys.
Big plane.
He doesn't want any of these things he likes.
As long as mom is safe and healthy.
Others teased him, asking him why. He took a short walk and threw himself into Bai Wanqing's arms, hugging her with his chubby little arms and saying, "I love Mommy."
Ms. Bai's gaze, fixed on the old photo, went from blurry to clear.
She lowered her eyes and looked away.
No one saw her expression.
The air was silent for a long time, and the housekeeper said tentatively: "Madam, don't worry. The Second Young Master is not very capable. He can't survive outside on his own. Shi Yin does have some strength, but the Second Young Master is a man after all. He won't want outsiders to say that he is a gigolo. When he can't make it anymore, he will come back and bow to you obediently."
Bai Wanqing fell silent again.
Everyone knew Han Zhan was uneducated, a brawler as a child who spent his adult life hanging out in bars and casinos. He was sent to Country M by the Han couple for several years because he disobeyed their steward. After being brought back and allowed to intern at Han's, he squandered 300 million yuan from the company, earning him a reputation as a notorious loser with no merits.
Lack of ambition.
No progress.
No ambition at all.
These are the labels on him.
Many people even said that Han Er had no other skills except reincarnation. Without the Han family, he was nothing, without even the ability to make a living, and would starve to death on the streets in three days at most.
Only Ms. Bai knows:
In business, he is a rare talent and does not need any teacher's guidance. Just by walking around the company a few times, he can see things that others may not understand after months of work.
In politics, he was impeccable too. His articulate mouth, his ability to read people's expressions, and his face, blessed with a natural demeanor, gave the illusion of being a smooth talker with a casual smile.
He also has a very good personality.
Naturally optimistic.
As long as you are still alive, there is no hurdle that you cannot overcome.
He's also incredibly brave, never afraid to act. He's quick to act, even when others wouldn't dare. When the president-elect was giving a speech, gunshots rang out, sending everyone fleeing in terror. He was quick-witted and bold enough to pounce, pulling the man from the clutches of the underworld before anyone could react.
How could he starve to death on the streets?
Without the constraints of the Han family, he can realize his ambitions.
Thinking of this, Ms. Bai tightened her grip. If Han Zhan joined a listed company, he would surely become the backbone of that company. If they became competitors with Han's, Ah Zheng would definitely not be able to defeat him.
no.
Han Zhan cannot defeat A Zheng.
As long as she is alive, she will never allow this to happen! The Han family's property, the high position of Han's president, and the glory of the outside world must belong to A Zheng!
…
at the same time.
Chaoyang District Police Station.
Han Zhan watched as the household registration transfer procedures were completed and the official seal was stamped. He took the two pages of paper for himself and Uncle Han and carefully placed them in Shi Yin's handbag. He smiled at her and said, "Wife, when you get home, put Uncle Han and I in your household registration book. From now on, Uncle Han and I are both yours."
Shi Yin: “…”
Two people came out of the station.
The sunshine in mid-April is mild and feels warm on the skin.
Shi Yin glanced at her bag again, remembering how Ms. Bai had said at Han's house that he'd been working on a household registration transfer. No wonder he'd asked her that day what would happen if he wasn't the second young master of the Han family anymore?
Lost Han Er's halo.
Without this glory.
Later, those privileges of being respected in upper-class circles disappeared.
Shi Yin wasn't good with words. She thought for a long time. Just before she reached the Macan, she grabbed his sleeve and said to him seriously, "I will gain a firm foothold in the Shi family and take a high position. From now on, I will be the boss among women, and you will be the boss among men."
"I can assure you that Mr. Future Shi's status will be more valuable than that of the Second Young Master of the Han family. If you want to get a job later, I can write you a letter of recommendation. I've met executives from over a dozen listed companies in Beijing. With your skills, you'll definitely make a difference if you get in."
"If you don't want to go to work, then keep playing. The money I earn is enough for us to spend for the rest of our lives. Han Zhan, I've said all this just to tell you that we are husband and wife, sharing joys and sorrows, happiness and misfortunes. As long as the day comes when I can no longer live, I will stand by your side unwaveringly."
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