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

"Old Sheng."

Just as Sheng Jinghui was about to stand up from the sofa, Han Ming, who was next to him, immediately reached out and pressed him back down.

"You're my invited guest, let's see who dares to let you leave!"

Han Ming's expression turned serious. He slowly raised his drooping eyebrows and looked at Han Xi and Fang Li, who were standing in the living room.

His gaze swept coldly across Fang Li's face before finally settling on Han Xi.

It was dark and gloomy, carrying a clear sense of displeasure and majesty.

The father and son looked into each other's eyes, both stubbornly unwilling to back down.

However, compared to Han Ming's gloomy expression, Han Xi's face was much more indifferent.

Even after Han Ming said those words, his expression remained calm and unwavering, making it impossible for anyone to guess what he was thinking.

But Fang Li knew he was unhappy.

Feeling the large hand holding her tighten slightly, Fang Li's heart sank and she squeezed his hand back.

Then he spoke first, saying, "You guys chat, I still have some work to take care of, I'll go upstairs first."

After saying that, she let go of Han Xi's hand and went upstairs first.

Rather than watching them remain in this tense atmosphere, it's better to proactively avoid them. After all, Han Ming and Han Xi are father and son, and having an outsider like her will only make things more tense between them.

Besides, Sheng Jinghui is here today.

Judging from Han Xi's tone, he and Sheng Jinghui were clearly not as close as Sheng Qianrui had described.

Sheng Jinghui said that he and Han Ming met by chance at a restaurant. In such a large city as Beijing, it must be quite a coincidence to run into an acquaintance at a restaurant.

Besides, even if it were such a coincidence, how could the chairman of Shengshi Group have the leisure to visit someone else's home after finishing a meal?

Undoubtedly, he only visits the temple when he has a reason.

Soon, Fang Li went upstairs, and Han Ming didn't even glance at her once.

Sheng Jinghui, on the other hand, nodded to Fang Li with a friendly expression as she went upstairs. Fang Li, naturally, could not be impolite and nodded slightly in return.

Once she had completely disappeared from the second floor, Han Xi finally stepped over and sat down on the single sofa next to her.

Han Xi sat down, and Han Ming's dark expression finally eased slightly.

Seeing this, Sheng Jinghui immediately stepped in as a peacemaker, saying, "I admit I came a bit abruptly today. Old Han, don't hold a grudge against Xiu Jin."

After saying that, he looked at Han Xi and said, "Xiu Jin, your father has a powder keg personality. You, his son, must know that over the years. Don't take it to heart. Besides, this matter today is really not your father's fault. I have a favor to ask of him."

"Old Sheng, don't beg or anything like that, you're being too serious."

“Hey, even brothers should keep clear accounts. Besides, it was indeed our Sheng family that was in the wrong. As long as Xiu Jin can calm down, I will agree to any conditions, no matter how unreasonable, let alone begging.”

"What are you saying? No matter what, Xiu Jin is still your junior. How could he really be angry with you, his uncle? If he dared to, I wouldn't let him off the hook!"

"I know Xiujin is a good kid, but, well, never mind."

"Alright, Lao Sheng, you're just worried about the Taihu Bay project, right? Don't worry, I'll agree to this for you on Xiu Jin's behalf. I won't shortchange you by even a single percentage point."

"Can......"

"But what do you mean 'but'? Who would take a child's argument seriously? Besides..." Han Ming said, then suddenly turned his gaze to Han Xi across from him.

With a meaningful look in his eyes, he said, "When our Han family was in crisis, if it weren't for the funds you injected under pressure, we wouldn't be where we are today. A drop of kindness deserves a spring of gratitude. Given the relationship between the Han and Sheng families, it's only right that we work on good projects together."

The two of them spoke in unison, as if Han Xi didn't exist, saying whatever came to mind.

Having said all that, if Han Xi disagrees with anything Sheng Jinghui says next, he'll be disrespecting his elders, heartless, and ungrateful.

While Han Ming was speaking, Sheng Jinghui kept subtly observing Han Xi's expression.

Unfortunately, Han Xi was a man who kept his true nature very well hidden.

For anyone who doesn't know him well enough, finding even the slightest clue on his face is like trying to climb to the heavens.

Unable to discern Han Xi's attitude, and with Han Xi remaining silent, Sheng Jinghui's ever-smiling face gradually stiffened.

upstairs.

Although Fang Li returned to her room, her mind was still on the ground floor.

It's unclear how Han Xi will deal with Han Ming and Sheng Jinghui.

After sitting quietly in the room for a while, and with Han Xi still not upstairs, Fang Li simply turned on her computer and started working.

Ever since Ji Tiantian mentioned that Cat Pear's novel had become a hit online, she logged into her account to check it out.

really.

The novel has only been serialized for over 300,000 words, but it has already garnered over 100,000 reads, and its fan base continues to soar.

A few days ago, when Fang Li checked, the number of fans was only over 10,000. Today, when she checked again, the number of fans in the background had increased to over 50,000.

Fang Li was both surprised and delighted.

Wen Yang helped her register this account.

To save time, Wen Yang simply set the entire novel to be released at a fixed daily word count.

Fang Li had been preoccupied with all sorts of messy things recently and had long forgotten about this matter. She never expected that what she wrote in her spare time would actually be liked by so many people.

Fang Li lay on the bed, browsing through the comments left by readers one by one.

If she sees something interesting, she'll reply with a sentence or two.

Time flows by silently.

More than half an hour later, the engine of a car started outside the main house, and soon the two cars drove away one after the other.

Han Xi stood at the door, with Aunt Rong behind him.

The two watched the car drive away.

Aunt Rong looked at the silent figure before her, moved her lips but couldn't help reminding him, "Sir, it's getting late, dinner..."

Han Xi paused for a moment, then suddenly turned and walked back.

"Get ready, I'll go call your wife down."

"Yes."

Han Xi went upstairs in two steps.

When he reached the door of the master bedroom and reached for the doorknob, he suddenly stopped.

The words Han Ming had just said involuntarily came to mind.

At that time, after Han Ming agreed to the Taihu Bay matter on behalf of Han Xi, Han Xi did not say anything.

Sheng Jinghui thought that bringing up Han Ming would make him compromise.

It can only be said that he doesn't understand Han Xi at all after all these years.

If he hadn't gone to Han Ming, Han Xi might have considered changing his mind out of respect for his elders. But he just had to be clever and bring up Han Ming.

Han Xi's silence indicated his intention to ignore the situation.

Who would have thought that after so many years, even knowing that Han Xi wouldn't give him face, Han Ming was still so self-righteous, talking to himself, and in the end he even mentioned Sheng Qianrui again.

“Since you look down on all the daughters of prominent families I introduced to you, it’s perfect. Now that Qianrui is back, I think the two of you are a good match. You should break up with that woman upstairs as soon as possible. Take advantage of the Taihu Bay project to get to know Qianrui better, and you can settle things down once things are about right.”

Just imagine the look on Sheng Jinghui's face when he heard those words...

Han Xi stood at the doorway, a cold smile playing on his lips.

Unexpectedly, he underestimated his good father this time.

After going through all this trouble, it turns out they were planning this all along.

His grip on the doorknob tightened little by little, the coldness in Han Xi's eyes rising and falling. Then, he frowned slightly, suppressing all his emotions before pressing down on the doorknob and opening the door to go inside.