She goes crazy, he'll cover for her; the darling of the group is someone no one dares to mess w

Han Xi picked up his chopsticks and put some food on Fang Li's plate, saying in a low voice, "Eat quickly."

Fang Li held her chopsticks, unsure whether to eat or not.

When elders arrive, one should at least stand up to greet them, but Han Xi not only didn't glance at them, but didn't even respond to his father's words.

This is so abnormal.

She vaguely remembered that when she was a child, the person who came to Haicheng for a short stay with Han Xi was his father. At that time, his father was only in his thirties, dressed in a suit and had an outstanding temperament, and he looked about 70% like Han Xi now.

The two seemed to have a good relationship at that time, because their families lived close by, and she could always see the father and son playing football on the lawn in the yard through the gaps in the fence on weekends.

What exactly happened over the years? How did the relationship between father and son turn out like this?

"Aunt Rong, go ask Chairman Han what he would like to drink." Fang Li beckoned to Aunt Rong and whispered to her.

Upon hearing this, Aunt Rong glanced at Han Xi beside her, hesitated for a moment with a troubled expression, and seeing that Han Xi did not speak, she lifted her foot and walked towards Han Ming in the distance.

Before she could even ask, Han Ming refused in a deep voice, "No need. This is Han family property, after all. There's no need for an outsider to entertain me."

Aunt Rong froze on the spot and turned to look at Fang Li.

Fang Li: "..." She frowned slightly.

The man next to her, who was eating with his eyes down, paused with his chopsticks and suddenly sneered silently, "Here, uninvited guests are the outsiders."

"How dare you! I am your father, and this is how you speak to me?!"

"What else?" Han Xi put down his chopsticks, picked up a napkin from the side, slowly wiped the corner of his mouth, then stood up and turned to look at Han Ming across from him.

"Mr. Han, please just say what's on your mind. I need to take Ali to the hospital and don't have time to waste with you here."

"You...!" Han Ming's cheeks trembled with anger.

She glared fiercely at Han Xi, seemingly wanting to lash out but unsure how. Her gaze then shifted and landed on Fang Li at the dining table.

His gloomy eyes narrowed, and he immediately found an outlet for his anger.

"So, you forced Shiyu to run away abroad and dare not come home because of this woman, and even caused a scene at the old house late at night, making a huge fuss for everyone?!"

Has Han Shiyu gone abroad?

Fang Li's brow twitched slightly, but she didn't seem surprised.

However, there seems to be something wrong with what he said. Given Han Xi's personality, it's unlikely that he would make a special trip to the old house just to force her to go abroad. Han Shiyu must have left during the day.

Han Xi went to the Han family's old house but found nothing, which is why he was so depressed when he came back last night.

Fang Li frowned and looked at the man beside her. Han Ming's words were completely distorting the truth. It was clearly Han Shiyu's dog that hurt her first, but he didn't mention it at all and instead kept blaming Han Ming.

She clearly remembered that Han Xi's father was gentle and cheerful. Although childhood memories can be inaccurate, they shouldn't be this bad... No wonder Han Xi had this attitude.

Han Xi's dark eyes were deep: "Chairman Han has a problem? If Han Shiyu hadn't run away quickly, do you think you would still have time to stand here and try to shift the blame?"

"Han Xi, Shi Yu is your sister! You're going to harm your sister for some unrelated woman?!"

“She hurt someone and deserves to be punished, especially since she hurt Ali.” Han Xi’s face was icy cold: “If she were here, I would want to strangle her.”

"..." Han Ming was shocked. "You...you, you are absolutely insane!"

"Shiyu has been so clingy to you since she was little, always thinking of you when she had something delicious or fun. Now that she's grown up, you don't even protect her, and you're doing this for an outsider..." Han Ming's face flushed red with disbelief.

"What's so great about this woman?! Your grandmother and I have introduced you to so many daughters of prominent families, and you haven't liked a single one of them all these years. Now you're talking to me like this because of a woman like this?!"

"Is it that Chairman Han can't stand me talking to you like this, or can't accept that the people around me weren't chosen by you?"

Han Ming's face darkened.

Han Xi looked at him coldly: "Have you forgotten how you and my mother got married back then? Do you want me to repeat your mistakes, or do you want to see me become a hypocrite, deceitful, and selfish person like you!"

"What are you saying? What do you mean by 'repeating the same mistakes'?! In your eyes, is my marriage with your mother really such a failure? So repulsive to you?!"

"So, you think your marriage with my mother was very successful?"

Han Ming: "......"

Han Xi's lips curled into a sarcastic smile, his handsome features losing all their hostility and becoming utterly devoid of warmth. "I still need to take Ali to the hospital to check her injuries. If Chairman Han is just going to say these trivial things, then I'm afraid I can't keep you company."

He turned and pulled Fang Li up, then walked outside with his arm around her, not even sparing Han Ming a glance as they passed by.

Han Ming stood in the living room with a livid face. He hadn't even had a chance to sit down since he entered the room, and had been left standing there.

The driver started the car and drove away with Fang Li and Han Xi in tow.

"Are we just leaving like this?" Fang Li glanced at the main house behind her, where she could still vaguely see Han Ming's immovable figure standing there.

Han Xi's words just now showed him no mercy; he must be quite angry.

Fang Li sighed inwardly at the sight of a father and son reduced to this state.

When Han Xi left, he held her hand tightly and didn't let go. After getting into the car, he casually played with her fingers.

He lowered his eyes, his voice unreadable: "He brought a driver; he'll go back by himself later."

"..." Fang Li hadn't realized her hand was still being held by the man, and her brows furrowed with worry for him: "I remember you and your father had a good relationship when you were little, how could this be..."

Han Xi paused in playing with her fingers, then looked up at her meaningfully: "You don't forget things from when you were little, but if you don't even remember me, how could you remember my dad?"

Fang Li: "I... I only recently remembered some fragments. My childhood memories are so long ago, who could remember them clearly?"

"And what about me? How much do you remember?"

"I can't remember."

"Really?" the man leaned closer.

A scalding breath suddenly sprayed onto her cheek, and Fang Li awkwardly moved away a little: "I was only a few years old at the time, and I remembered what my brother was talking about, and..."

"Anything else?" Han Xi raised an eyebrow with interest.

Fang Li suddenly smiled, as if she had just thought of something, and turned to look at him, saying, "Back then, there was a chubby little girl who always chased after you, saying she wanted to be your wife, do you remember?"

"..." Han Xi's eyes darkened slightly, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "So, you don't remember so many things, but you remember this one?"