Chapter 565: Cleaning Out All the Termit
Shen Ruyan opened her eyes wide in surprise, then sighed, "The monk can escape, but the temple cannot. He has to pay the price for what he did."
She paused and asked hesitantly, "What about Han Shiyu? How is she?"
When Han Shiyu was mentioned, Han Xi's eyes darkened. "In a mental hospital, since she's trying every possible way to go to that kind of place, then she should never leave in this life."
Shen Ruyan's eyes turned red: "...It's all the sins done by us elders." She
He knew Han Shiyu's obsession with Han Xi, and also knew what she had done, but if Han Ming had not made a mistake, there would not be such a Han Shiyu.
"And your father..."
Shen Ruyan's voice lowered, "First it was Han Shiyu, and now it's your fourth uncle. He doesn't look well recently."
Han Xi frowned: "He deserves this."
Chen Ruyan knew it very well.
Fang Li held Shen Ruyan's hand and comforted her softly: "Mom, don't worry too much, everything will be fine. Grandpa will get better, and the problems at home will be resolved."
Shen Ruyan nodded and patted her hand: "I know, I was just feeling emotional for a moment. By the way, how is the wedding going? Is it delayed?"
"There's no delay. The designer said the final plan will be available next week." Fang Li said with a smile.
"That's good."
Shen Ruyan then smiled a little, "No matter what happens at home, your wedding must be grand and magnificent."
The three of them chatted for a while. Seeing Fang Li looked a little tired, Han Xi stood up and said goodbye: "Mom, we're going back first. We'll come to see Grandpa later."
"Okay, be careful on the road."
Shen Ruyan saw them off to the door and watched them leave together, feeling mixed emotions.
As I walked out of the hospital, the sunlight was a bit dazzling.
Fang Li leaned on Han Xi's shoulder and asked softly, "What should we do next?"
Han Xi held her hand, his eyes firm: "Wait until Grandpa gets better, wait until Fourth Uncle is caught, wait until all the termites are cleared out."
He paused, then looked down into her eyes, "Then, I'll marry you."
Fang Li looked at the stars in his eyes and suddenly smiled.
Yes, no matter how many storms there are ahead, as long as they are together, they are not afraid of anything.
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The night fell like cotton wool soaked in ink, hanging heavily over the capital.
Han Xi's black Bentley drove out of the brightly lit city and headed towards the suburbs of Beijing along the winding national highway.
The street lights outside the car window gradually became sparse, and finally only two beams of light split by the headlights remained, bumping and undulating on the bumpy road.
"Mr. Han, the old city is ahead."
Jiang Bei's voice came from the co-pilot seat. He held a tablet in his hand, and the screen displayed a satellite map. "The target is in the small courtyard at the end of the third alley. It's surrounded by abandoned factories and has only one entrance and exit."
Han Xi hummed, tapping his knees lightly with his fingertips.
The bodyguards in the back seat of the car were already ready, and the zippers on their black combat uniforms shone coldly in the dim light.
Ten hours had passed since he lost Han Shuo at the airport. During these ten hours, he had mobilized all the forces he could mobilize and finally got the news from his informant in Jiangbei.
Han Shuo was hidden by Han Yi in this old city area that was about to be demolished.
"Park the car five hundred meters from the entrance of the alley."
Han Xi ordered, "Be gentle and don't alarm the people inside."
The Bentley parked quietly behind an abandoned auto repair shop.
Han Xi pushed open the car door, and the night wind blew up the hem of his windbreaker, carrying the smell of rust and dust.
He raised his hand to signal, and the eight bodyguards immediately divided into two groups. They sneaked into the darkness like ghosts and quickly surrounded the front and back doors of the courtyard.
Jiang Bei followed Han Xi. The two of them did not choose to break in, but went around the low wall on the side of the courtyard and climbed in quietly using the shadow of the corner.
Jiang Bei followed closely behind, making only a slight sound when he landed.
A dim light shone through the windows of the main room, and an old-fashioned radio was playing the humming music of Peking Opera, the singing sounding particularly eerie in the silent night.
Jiang Bei moved along the wall to the door and looked inside through the crack.
After confirming that the person inside was the one they were looking for, he winked at Han Xi behind him. Han Xi stepped up the stairs and stood beside him.
Through the crack in the door, you can see two people sitting in the room.
Unexpectedly, besides Han Shuo, Han Yi was also there.
Han Yi was sitting on the edge of the kang, holding a brown paper bag in his hand, while Han Shuo was standing with his back to the door, holding a wine bottle in his hand, with wine dripping through his fingers.
"...The cargo ship will depart from Tianjin Port at dawn the day after tomorrow, bound for Nigeria."
Han Yi's voice was low, with a barely perceptible nervousness. "I've already informed the captain. Once you're aboard, hide in the container. Find a way to contact me once you reach Africa."
Han Shuo took a gulp of wine, the glass bottle creaking in his hands. "Africa? Why would I want to go to a place like that?"
"Now is not the time to be picky!"
Han Yi lowered his voice and scolded, "You're lucky to get out alive! Han Xi has already leaked your evidence to the police. Now the whole city is looking for you. Do you have any other choice besides this?"
Han Shuo's shoulders slumped, his tone filled with resentment. "I won't accept this! Why can Han Xi sit in that position and call the shots while I have to run for my life like a stray dog? I was the one who took over the Mamba Mining Area. Back then, I nearly lost my life there several times trying to deal with those warlords. Why should he just take it over like that?"
"What's the point of saying this!"
Han Yi waved his hands irritably. "If you want to blame someone, blame yourself for being greedy! You gave up your job as Vice President and insisted on getting involved in the arms and drug business. Now you're in trouble, you can't blame anyone else!"
"How dare you say that to me?"
Han Shuo turned around abruptly, his eyes red as if they were about to bleed. "Are the things you did at Han Construction really clean? If those shoddy projects were discovered, do you think you could escape?"
Han Yi's expression instantly turned ugly: "I did that for Han's! The material costs have risen so much. If I didn't do that, the project would have been in the red long ago!"
"For the Han family?"
Han Shuo sneered, "Don't flatter yourself. You've pocketed more money than anyone else!"
The two people's quarrel became louder and louder, and they didn't notice the movement at the door at all.
Han Xi gestured to Jiang Bei and suddenly pushed open the door.
"Bang!" The door panel hit the wall with a loud noise, and the Peking Opera singing stopped abruptly.
Han Yi and Han Shuo turned around at the same time, and when they saw Han Xi standing at the door, their faces turned pale instantly.
The wine bottle in Han Shuo's hand fell to the ground with a "click", shattering into pieces, and the wine splashed on his trouser legs.
"You...why are you here?"
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