Chapter 96 Who did it?
Han Xi frowned slightly, turned around and looked at Yang Miao: "Why are you here?"
His tone was calm and indifferent, as if he didn't want to see her here at all.
Yang Miao didn't want to see him either, but she had no choice. The more panicked she was, the more flattering her smile became: "That... I just heard, I heard..."
Seeing her eyes occasionally glancing towards the bed, hesitating for a long time without being able to explain the reason, Han Xi turned his eyes away, not bothering to look at her anymore, and said, "It's getting late, Aunt Rong, arrange for a driver to take her home."
"No! Uncle!"
As soon as Han Xi finished speaking, seeing Aunt Rong about to go out to call for help, Yang Miao hurriedly grabbed her, fearing that she would be sent away without knowing the reason.
Han Xi turned around, his brows knitted in impatience.
Yang Miao twitched his lips, his heart almost jumping out of his throat. He turned his eyes to steal a glance at the motionless bulge on the bed, cleared his throat, and laughed dryly: "Well, you just came back...why don't you go take a shower first, I..."
Uh~ Yang Miao turned his head away in regret as soon as he said it, and he almost bit his tongue in disgust.
Yang Miao, ah Yang Miao, do you want to take a look at what you are saying!
Yang Miao was disappointed and thought it was all over.
If she couldn't explain herself today, he would probably skin her alive just for bringing Han Shiyu to the villa halfway up the mountain.
If I see the wound on someone's arm again... my back suddenly shuddered and I buried my head deeper.
How could Han Xi not notice Yang Miao's abnormality?
Her character has been spoiled by her family over the years. You can tell from the fact that she dared to skip classes and go to Haicheng to chase stars without telling her family.
It's just a fearless little pepper!
But this little hot pepper who usually dares to be a little arrogant in front of him has wilted like a soft eggplant today. Isn't this strange?
Han Xi's face remained expressionless, but his eyes narrowed slightly. He raised the corner of his mouth and said coldly, "Yang Miao, do you think I'm a fool?"
"......." Yang Miao's whole body tensed up and he couldn't utter a word.
I finally faced the reality in my heart. Given my second uncle's character, if he hadn't noticed something a long time ago, he wouldn't have rushed back in such a hurry.
Now that he has seen it, what's the point in hiding and making excuses?
Looking at Han Xi's serious and cold face, Yang Miao exhaled softly, took two small steps forward, lowered his head and said timidly: "I'm sorry, it's my fault that she got hurt."
After Yang Miao finished speaking, he didn't even have time to see the movements clearly. The figure in front of him suddenly leaned over and took advantage of the person on the bed's unpreparedness to pull the quilt away with his big hands.
Fang Li buried her head, her hair covering half of her face. Before she could react, she was completely exposed to the air.
A dark shadow suddenly approached, and then her right hand, which was held in her arms, was gently lifted up.
Xu Fangli bit her lips tightly, her lips trembling slightly, then she slowly raised her eyes to look at the man in front of her.
Finally seeing the arm wrapped in layers of gauze clearly, Han Xi's eyes were cold and his handsome eyebrows were frozen in an instant. The temperature of the whole room dropped sharply, making people feel like they were falling into an ice cellar.
Yang Miao subconsciously stepped back and huddled together with Aunt Rong at the door.
Fang Li lay on the bed, her nostrils trembling cautiously, her pupils shaking slightly as she looked at the extremely gloomy face of the man beside her.
"Who did it?"
Han Xi pulled his lips together with a gloomy look, clenched his teeth so that his jaw line was bent into a sharp line, and stared at Fang Li with cold eyes full of viciousness.
Xu Fangli's lips turned pale and she quickly looked away. Her throat was tense and she opened her mouth but nothing came out.
"You?" Han Xi turned around suddenly.
Yang Miao was almost frightened and waved his hands repeatedly: "No! It's not me! It's not me!"
"Who is it?" Han Xi turned his eyes and looked at Aunt Rong, whose face had already turned pale.
Aunt Rong was completely numb. She met Han Xi's furious eyes in panic, her voice trembling with fear: "Yes... yes, it's Miss Han..."
Fang Li had never seen Han Xi so angry, really.
At this moment, the man in front of her seemed to reveal another side of him that was unknown to the public. Fang Li had no doubt that if Han Shiyu was present at this moment, he would probably kick him without hesitation!
Thinking of this, Fang Li felt much less aggrieved.
In all these years, she had never received such absolute and desperate favor from Song Yuchen.
Fang Li felt both sour and warm in her heart.
For the first time, she clearly realized something that she had been deliberately ignoring, that is, Han Xi... might really like her.
"Where's Han Shiyu?!"
"...Han Xi."
Xu Fangli reached out her hand tremblingly, grabbed the corner of his shirt with her slender white fingertips, and called him in a hoarse voice with red eyes.
Han Xi, covered in murder, was about to stand up and walk out, but Fang Li quickly grabbed him tighter and pulled him back, "Don't go."
But Han Xi could no longer hear any sound. His heart was filled with gloom, and he couldn't wait to find the culprit. He gently broke free from Fang Li's hand and walked out of the room with his long legs.
Looking at his attitude, Fang Li felt that if she found Han Shiyu now, something might happen.
Fang Li was anxious and quickly got up and followed him out.
Aunt Rong and Yang Miao, who had never seen Han Xi like this, also came to their senses and hurried to catch up.
Unfortunately, the few people who quickly went downstairs still didn't have time to stop Han Xi, and they only saw the exhaust gas of the car disappearing into the distance.
The old house of the Han family.
The whole family was having dinner. Old Man Han was sitting in the main seat. On his left sat Han Xi's father and his third uncle, Han Yi, Han Shiyu's father. On his right sat his fourth uncle Han Shuo and fourth aunt Ma Junzhu.
The car roared in through the gate and stopped directly in front of the villa door.
The shrill sound of brakes echoed into the restaurant, and then a man with a gloomy face and cold eyes strode in. He glanced at the people at the table with a sinister gaze and asked in a cold voice, "Where's Han Shiyu?!"
Old Master Han was puzzled and slightly surprised: "Xiu Jin?"
Xiu Jin is Han Xi's courtesy name, and people who know him usually call him that.
The old man's tone was filled with shock and surprise: "Didn't you...go to Haicheng? Why are you back at this time?"
As far as he knew, the Haicheng Business Summit was still a day away, and now he was here... Could it be...
Han Xi's eyebrows were furrowed, his eyes cold and fierce, but he didn't answer him. Seeing no one in the restaurant, he turned around and growled inside: "Han Shiyu! Get out here!"
Old Master Han was stunned, and then his face darkened: "What are you looking for Shiyu for? What happened?!"
Han Xi said nothing, looked back with cold eyes at Han Ming and Han Yi who were looking unnatural at the dining table, and walked straight upstairs.
"Han Xi!" The old man stood up and chased after him, and a group of people followed him.
When everyone went upstairs, they saw Han Xi walking towards Han Shiyu's room with a sharp look and murderous intent. When he reached the door, he raised his long legs and kicked her door open.
"What on earth is going on! What did Shiyu do again?!" Old Man Han asked anxiously.
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