Chapter 167 I'm giving you too much face
As soon as these words were spoken, the living room suddenly became quiet.
The servants dared not make a sound.
The butler fell silent.
He subconsciously turned his head to look at Bai Wanqing, who was sitting in the center seat. The pleasant expression in the woman's eyes had completely disappeared, replaced by a gloomy and aggressive look. He hurried over and gently soothed her, "Madam, don't be angry. The Second Young Master is just like that. His words are not very pleasant to the ears. Since he has come back to admit his mistakes, please don't bother with him."
Bai Wanqing took a deep breath.
He raised his eyes again and looked at his rebellious son not far away.
In the past, she would fight with A Zheng for a piece of snowflake cake, but today she said she couldn't stand the cakes made by her, and even said that the cakes made by Shi Yin tasted better than hers.
However, the housekeeper was right.
Since he had come back to admit his mistake, she, as a mother, had to give him a way out. Ms. Bai had endured it again and again. For so many years, Han Zhan had always been subservient to her. She didn't need to be nice to him to get a son who was obedient in everything. Now that he had Shi Yin, he had become more independent.
Bai Wanqing took a few deep breaths, trying to maintain her expression, and said, "I made your favorite dishes tonight. Go wash your hands and go to the restaurant for dinner."
"Where is Shen Tong?"
This name is a taboo in the Han family.
No one mentioned it for twenty years.
As soon as Han Zhan said this, the housekeeper felt a chill run down his spine. He quickly turned to look at Ms. Bai and tried to change the subject. However, he spoke too slowly, and before he could even open his mouth, he heard Han Zhan say, "Where did Dr. Shen Tong, who came to our house to treat you twenty years ago and cured you, go?"
"Second Young Master!"
The butler interrupted him sharply.
Walk straight ahead.
Trying to communicate with Han Zhan.
The housekeeper shuddered at his cold glance and took a half step back to maintain a safe distance before he flattered her, "Second Young Master, this is Madam's sad story. Your previous household registration transfer has already caused Madam to suffer from insomnia and hunger. Please don't stab her in the heart again."
"If she doesn't tell you, then you will?"
"How would I know this, Second Young Master?"
"If you don't know, get out of here!" Han Zhan pushed the person in front of him aside, strode up to Ms. Bai, and reiterated, "When you were sick, Han Tai hired countless famous doctors, but none of them could cure you. Later, we found Dr. Shen Tong, who, along with another psychologist skilled in hypnosis, treated you, and within six months, you recovered. For the sake of the Han family's reputation and your own image, all the servants in the Han residence were replaced, and Shen Tong was also sent away. Where did he go? What's his contact information?"
Bai Wanqing gripped the armrests of the sandalwood chair tightly.
As Han Zhan's words continued to increase, the air in the huge hall became heavy, falling on Ms. Bai, causing her breathing to become rapid and she began to gasp for breath.
She slowly raised her head.
He looked at his own son who was half a step away and had a cold and harsh tone and attitude for another woman.
"You want Shen Tong to treat Shi Yin? What can you offer in exchange?" Bai Wanqing sneered, not giving him a chance to speak, and continued: "An Yan will ask the An family to come forward and ask Mr. Elton, the chairman of the Shine Consortium, to give him face. The project will still return to A Zheng, and you don't need to give it up. Now that you have moved out of the Han family and lost the status and privileges of the second young master, what else can you trade with me? Han Zhan, do you really think you are a dish?"
Han Zhan lowered his eyes.
Staring blankly at the person speaking in front of him.
They stared at each other for a long time.
He then spoke in a cold voice: "I'm not treating myself as a dish, but I'm giving you too much face. I can get Shen Tong's contact information tonight, or I can get it in three months. My wife's illness is a long-term battle. It doesn't matter whether she treats it today or in three months. But if I deal with your beloved son Han Zheng, do you think he can hold out for three months?"
In sight.
Ms. Bai's face suddenly turned pale.
His lips trembled slightly.
The arrogance and complacency of having the upper hand were instantly replaced by panic.
There was no doubt that Han Zhan had found her fatal weakness. The muscles on Ms. Bai's cheeks twitched a few times, and she feigned composure. "You're just an unemployed vagrant now. With your rotten reputation over the years, there aren't many listed companies in the country that would hire you! Ah Zheng is the president of the Han Group. You can bring him down in three months? You're dreaming!"
"You know whether a listed company will hire me."
"You also know whether Han Zheng's position as president is secure or not."
"You know better whether we can bring him down in three months."
Ms. Bai was speechless.
I wanted to say something, but the words of rebuttal were on the tip of my tongue and I couldn't say them.
If only a listed company would offer Han Zhan a chance to join, he would have great potential. A Zheng's position as president was precarious, and most shareholders were already discussing re-election as CEO. If the Shine project didn't pan out, A Zheng would be forced to step down within three months.
Bai Wanqing has a headache.
She gripped the armrests of the chair tightly, and after a long moment of mental preparation, she raised her eyes, changed her attitude, and said to the person in front of her, "Han Zhan, you have no conscience! All my illnesses are caused by you! Now you are helping outsiders to provoke me. You are really my good son!"
"Han Zheng is your son, not me."
“You…you…”
Bai Wanqing couldn't sit still.
I was so angry that my whole body was shaking.
Fortunately, the housekeeper quickly caught her and prevented her from falling off the chair. Just as the housekeeper was about to say something to ease the atmosphere, footsteps suddenly sounded outside the hall. Arriving before Han Tairen, a man's harsh voice said, "Han Zhan! Who allowed you to talk to your mother like that? You unfilial son!"
Han Tai was exhausted.
He strode into the living room and walked towards Ms. Bai.
He pulled her into his arms, touched her face lovingly, and hugged her tightly like a protective child. He looked up at Han Zhan, his eyes bloodshot, without a trace of father-son affection: "Han Zhan, your mother suffered from severe postpartum depression and headaches because of giving birth to you! In front of your mother, you can only kneel down and atone for your sins!"
"Did I make Ms. Bai pregnant?" Han Zhan asked.
"you--"
"Did you ask for my opinion before giving birth to me?"
"Han Zhan!"
"It wasn't me who got her pregnant, and she gave birth to me without asking me if I wanted to. So what does her postpartum depression have to do with me? What does her headache have to do with me?" Han Zhan stared at the furious man a few steps away and smiled. "When it comes to atonement, the biggest sinner is you, followed by herself."
"You shouldn't have slept with her just for the sake of a momentary pleasure. She had ten months to abort the baby, but she refused. And now you're judging me right after the birth, blaming the baby. Did you think I was dumb and easy to bully? Then you two mustn't get old. If you're too old to speak properly and your teeth fall out, I'll punish you to death."
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