Chapter 548 Do You Dare to Kill Me?
Wen Yang listened to the busy tone coming from the other end of the phone and breathed a long sigh of relief, but still felt a little scared.
She knew Han Xi was worried about Fang Li, but if he knew Fang Li and Lu Jie were together...
Judging from the temperaments of these two gentlemen, I'm afraid there will be another big battle.
Thinking of this, Wen Yang quickly took out his cell phone and wanted to call Fang Li to ask about the situation, but found that Fang Li's phone was busy.
On the other side, Han Xi had just hung up the phone with Wen Yang when he received a call from Fang Li.
He finally felt relieved.
The expression on his face relaxed slightly, and he immediately picked up the phone: "Are you asleep? Did I disturb you?"
Fang Li chuckled, her voice lazily: "No, I just took a shower and lay in bed."
"Your phone... I just tried to call you but couldn't get through."
There was a hint of worry in Han Xi's tone, but more of concern.
"Sorry, my phone is out of battery. I just recharged it."
A faint sigh came from the receiver, and then Han Xi's voice came: "Why did you suddenly go to Kuncheng?"
Fang Li explained, "I came to Kuncheng for the opening ceremony of The Dreamless. I will return to Beijing as soon as this is over. After all, Xingli Film and Television has just started to get on track, and I can't just leave it alone."
Han Xi didn't say anything, but just reminded: "Then pay attention to your safety and health. Remember to charge your phone so that I can contact you."
"Yeah, I know." Fang Li agreed.
There was silence on both ends of the phone for a few seconds, and a subtle atmosphere seemed to permeate the air.
Then, Fang Li took the initiative to speak: "Han Xi, I saw Lu Jie."
Han Xi fell silent instantly, as if even his breathing had stopped.
Fang Li could sense the low pressure on the other end of the line, so she quickly told the truth: "Lu Jie took me to the villa, but I didn't go there voluntarily. I will be back in Kuncheng tomorrow morning. Lu Jie didn't do anything to me, so don't worry."
After a long while, Han Xi replied softly, "Yeah, I see."
After the phone was hung up, Han Xi's deep brows sank instantly.
He stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window in his office, looking at the neon-lit night scene of Beijing. The prosperity of the city seemed particularly cold in his eyes.
His fingers were gripping the phone so tightly that his knuckles turned white from the strain.
After a long time, Han Xi slowly let go of his hand, turned on his phone and dialed a number.
At this time, Lu Jie was sitting in the night with the owner of the villa drinking.
The nights at the villa are exceptionally quiet, with only the chirping of insects and the occasional sound of wind.
Lu Jie held the wine glass, looking at the wine swaying in the glass, with a meaningful smile on his face.
Suddenly, the cell phone rang.
He picked up the phone and saw that the caller ID was Han Xi. The smile between his eyebrows deepened, with a hint of playfulness and provocation.
Lu Jie let it sit for a moment before slowly picking up the phone. His tone was relaxed: "Hey, isn't this Mr. Han? You're calling me so late, what's the matter?"
Han Xi on the other end of the phone didn't say anything, but remained silent, as if brewing something.
Lu Jie was not in a hurry either. He continued to drink slowly, waiting for him to speak.
After a long while, Han Xi's cold voice came through the receiver: "Lu Jie, Fang Li is mine, you'd better not touch her."
Lu Jie chuckled as if he had heard something interesting. "Han Xi, you can't say that. Fang Li is an adult and she has her own choices. Besides, even if you are her husband, you have no right to stop her from making friends, right?"
“…”
Han Xi was silent.
Then a deep voice came, with a faint warning: "It seems that these few months of overseas travel have not taught you a lesson. In this case, I will give Master Lu another big gift."
"Threatening me?"
Lu Jie raised his eyebrows, his tone tinged with disdain. "Han Xi, who do you think you are? You always complain to your elders whenever something happens. How old are you?"
As the words fell, his relaxed brows suddenly turned cold, and his tone became fierce when he spoke again: "If you have the guts, come on, let's see who will be thrown out with their tail between their legs in the end!"
The central air conditioner in the office made a slight humming sound, making the coldness around Han Xi even more biting.
He stared out the French window at the glittering CBD buildings, his fingertips creating a white mist on the glass. "One last time, stay away from Ali!"
"oh?"
Lu Jie dragged out his words, the crisp sound of cups colliding coming out of the receiver. "What if I have to? Han Lao Er, your wife is just one step away from me right now. If I want to do something now, what can you do to me?"
Han Xi's Adam's apple rolled, and his jawline was tensed into a cold, hard line: "You're looking for death!"
Lu Jie sneered, "Even dying under the peony flowers is romantic, not to mention... Han Lao Er, do you dare to kill me?"
A busy tone suddenly pierced the air. Han Xi stared at the darkening screen, his eyes darker than the night outside the window.
He raised his hand and untied his tie, his bony fingers tapping on the back of the phone, making cold, light sounds, each one like a countdown.
Three minutes later, he called Lin Mo, his voice as cold as ice: "Book a flight, take the nearest flight to Kuncheng."
Lin Mo on the other end of the phone was stunned for half a second, then immediately responded, "Okay, Boss."
At the same time, Lu Jie on the terrace of the villa threw his mobile phone on the wicker table, and the scarlet wine swayed in a dangerous arc in the glass.
The owner of the villa standing nearby laughed and picked up the bottle to refill Lu Jie's drink: "Who are you angry with?"
Lu Jie stood up holding the wine glass. The night wind lifted the hem of his black shirt, revealing his slender waistline.
He looked at the scattered lights at the foot of the mountain and suddenly chuckled, "Someone who has been my rival since childhood."
The boss raised his eyebrows and shook his head, watching Lu Jie drink the wine in the glass in one gulp.
The moonlight cast shadows on his angular profile, and his peach blossom eyes, which always looked nonchalant, were now flashing with a determined fire.
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At five o'clock the next morning, Fang Li tiptoed across the thickly carpeted corridor in the dim light of her cell phone screen.
Her shoes made almost no sound on the wool fibers.
The small door of the villa was ajar, and the copper lock on the door hinge was rusty, making a slight "creaking" sound when pushed gently.
Fang Li held her breath and dodged, the cold morning dew immediately wet the collar of her coat.
The hill behind the villa is full of tea trees, and the dew-covered leaves are shining brightly in the dim light.
She followed the route marked by the villa and walked down the mountain along the path trampled by tea pickers, not caring that her canvas shoes were covered in mud.
It was not until the sky turned pale that she saw the sign leading to the national highway.
When she hailed a taxi, the driver looked at her trouser legs, which were stained with grass debris, with a look of confusion in his eyes.
Fang Li reported the hotel address, her voice slightly breathless, and finally relaxed: "Let's go to Kuncheng Yunduo Hotel. Please hurry up, I'm in a hurry."
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