Chapter 530 Buried with Her
The footsteps were slow, but carried an unmistakable sense of oppression, and each step seemed to be stepping on her heart.
Sheng Qianrui's crying stopped abruptly. She raised her head suddenly and stared at the white door. The blood in her body seemed to freeze at this moment.
Although she couldn't see, at some point she seemed to have a premonition in her heart about who the person was.
I'm afraid only that man can have such an aura even in his footsteps.
The footsteps stopped at the door. After a brief silence, there was a "click" and the door lock was opened.
The moment the door opened, a black figure stood at the door against the light.
Han Xi was wearing a black windbreaker with the cuffs casually rolled up to his forearms, revealing half of his smooth, blood-stained muscles.
His hair was a little messy, and the strands of hair on his forehead partially covered his eyes, so one could only see his tightly pursed thin lips and the tight curve of his jawline.
A chill instantly ran down Sheng Qianrui's spine, and she subconsciously took a step back, bumping into the edge of the bed behind her.
Han Xi didn't say anything, just walked in slowly and closed the door casually.
The light in the room was dim, with only a little moonlight coming in from the window, illuminating the coldness in his eyes.
That look was like looking at a stranger, no, worse than a stranger, it was like looking at a lifeless corpse.
"Han...Han Xi..."
Sheng Qianrui's voice was trembling. She held onto the edge of the bed, trying to appear calm, but the trembling of her fingertips betrayed her.
"You...why are you here?"
Han Xi didn't answer, but just walked towards her step by step.
His pace was very slow, and every step felt like walking on the edge of a knife, carrying an invisible pressure that made Sheng Qianrui almost breathless.
She could smell the faint smell of blood on him, mixed with the smell of disinfectant. It was Fang Li's scent, like a needle, piercing her heart.
He stopped two steps away from her, looking down at her, his eyes fixed on her injured wrist, but without any emotion.
"Again?"
He spoke, his voice low and hoarse, as if squeezed out from the depths of his throat, with a cold texture, "Sheng Qianrui, you don't seem to care about what I said?"
Sheng Qianrui felt her whole body crawl under his gaze. She forced herself to raise her head, her eyes red from crying just now: "I...I didn't, I was really molested..."
Even now, she still wants to use such a poor excuse.
Han Xi looked at her coldly, "Do you think everyone is as foolish as the Sheng family? I told you that if you hurt Ah Li, I will make the Sheng family pay a heavy price. It seems that you don't care about the Shengshi Group that your father has painstakingly built for half his life."
"Are you threatening me?"
Sheng Qianrui cried out: "Why do you always threaten me with this tone! Han Xi, I like you so much, but in the end, why did Xu Fangli get you? Why did everyone..."
"Why?"
Han Xi interrupted her, a mocking smile on his face. "Just because she's Xu Fangli, the woman I, Han Xi, cherish in my heart and hold in my hands, someone I worry might hurt or leave cold, and you, who the hell are you?"
His words were like a sharp knife, accurately piercing Sheng Qianrui's sore spot.
She suddenly raised her head, her eyes red with anger. "Who am I? Han Xi, tell me honestly, how have I treated you since we were little? I've waited for you for so many years, and you said you would marry me! It was Xu Fangli! She took everything from me!"
"Marry you?"
Han Xi laughed softly as if he had heard a huge joke, but there was no warmth in his laughter. "What are you dreaming about?"
Of course, Han Xi didn't say this. It was just a joke between Han Ming and his father Sheng Jinghui. Only she took it seriously for so many years.
"Because of the relationship between our two families and because Grandpa is nostalgic, I have been tolerant enough towards the Sheng family."
Han Xi's voice was still cold. "I thought that seeing Shengshi Group struggling to survive would make you know when to quit. Now it seems that I overestimated you."
He paused, his eyes becoming even colder. "You, the Sheng family, have repeatedly challenged my bottom line and hurt Ah Li."
When mentioning Fang Li, a trace of barely perceptible pain flashed across Han Xi's eyes, which was then replaced by a deeper coldness.
"Did you know? Ali is pregnant."
He looked at Sheng Qianrui and said word by word, "If anything happens to her or the child, I will make sure everyone in your Sheng family is buried with her."
Sheng Qianrui's face turned pale in an instant. She staggered back a step, shaking her head: "No... No... You can't do this... Our Sheng family is not a bargaining chip that you, Han Xi, can easily hold in your hands!"
"You can wait and see."
Han Xi looked at her, the coldness in his eyes almost freezing her, "But I can tell you, after dawn, there will be no Shengshi Group in this world anymore."
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"No! Han Xi, you can't do this!"
Sheng Qianrui finally panicked. She rushed forward and tried to grab Han Xi's arm, but he avoided her in disgust.
She fell to her knees with a plop. The severe pain in her wrist made her eyes go black, but she didn't care and just stared at Han Xi.
"Han Xi, I was wrong! I really know I was wrong! Please let Shengshi Group go, let my father go, please..."
As she spoke, she crawled towards Han Xi, her injured wrist dragging on the floor, and her face turned pale with pain.
She grabbed Han Xi's trouser legs as if she had grabbed the last straw: "Han Xi, for the sake of our childhood friendship and for the sake of Grandpa Han, can you forgive us this time? I promise that I will never disturb you and Fang Li again. I will go abroad soon and never come back..."
Han Xi looked down at the hand that was grabbing his trouser leg. His wrist was red and swollen, and the red nail polish was as glaring as the bloodstain on Ali's neck.
He frowned, and there was no sympathy in his heart, only disgust.
Han Xi raised his foot and kicked Sheng Qianrui's shoulder mercilessly.
"ah!"
Sheng Qianrui screamed, was kicked backwards, and fell heavily to the ground.
A sharp pain came from her shoulder, and the pain in her wrist also intensified. She curled up on the ground, shaking with pain.
Han Xi looked down at her, without a trace of pity in his eyes: "Sheng Qianrui, from now on, you'd better pray that Ali and our child are okay, otherwise..."
The murderous intent in his eyes turned into a sharp sword in the dim room, nailing Sheng Qianrui to the ground, unable to move.
After saying that, Han Xi didn't even look at Sheng Qianrui, turned around and left.
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