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

He looked at the bricks on the ground, then glanced at Fang Li's slightly protruding belly, his eyes surging with murderous intent that seemed to devour him.

He couldn't imagine what would have happened if Wen Yang hadn't blocked that blow and those things had hit Fang Li's stomach.

"Bring back."

Han Xi's voice was like ice, each word carrying a chill, "Interrogate carefully."

Lin Mo immediately nodded, signaling the bodyguards who arrived later to drag the two away.

A crowd had already gathered around, and some people took out their phones to take pictures, but Zhou Yufan sternly stopped them: "Stop looking! The police are on their way!"

Airport security arrived quickly, but seeing the commotion, they didn't dare ask any questions and simply dispersed the crowd.

Zhou Yufan picked up Wen Yang, who was almost fainting, and said to Han Xi, "You take Fang Li back to the manor, and I'll take Wen Yang to the hospital."

“I’ll go with you!” Fang Li said immediately, her eyes red.

"obedient."

Han Xi touched her face, his fingertips were icy cold. "You can't get excited right now. Go home first. I'll have someone keep an eye on Wen Yang."

Zhou Yufan also advised, "You go back first, leave this to me. I'll contact Yu Tian later. With us here, nothing will happen."

Fang Li looked at Wen Yang's pale face, then at Zhou Yufan's determined eyes, and finally nodded: "Then... take good care of Yangyang."

Zhou Yufan didn't say anything more, and carried Wen Yang quickly towards the parking lot.

The headlights of the black Bentley pierced the night and quickly disappeared into the traffic.

Half an hour later, at Half-Mountain Manor.

As soon as Han Xi and Fang Li entered the living room, Aunt Rong had already prepared a calming soup.

He watched Fang Li sitting on the sofa. Although her expression was calm, her tightly clenched fingers betrayed her nervousness.

"Do not be afraid."

Han Xi sat down beside her, took her hand, and whispered reassuringly, "She probably hit her lower back with a brick. I've already contacted Chen Yingsheng to keep an eye on things. She'll be fine."

Fang Li nodded without saying anything.

She knew this was no ordinary accident.

To be able to take action in a heavily guarded airport, and even dare to use something like a brick, there must be someone behind it.

The most likely person is the Fourth Master, Han Xi's fourth uncle, Han Shuo, who is only known by name but never seen in person.

The internal struggles within the Han family never ceased, but Han Xi always protected her well, keeping her away from these dark aspects.

But this time, it was clear that the other party was after her.

After some time, Han Xi's phone rang in his pocket. Fang Li immediately looked at him, and Han Xi answered the call.

After exchanging a few words, the call ended.

Fang Li quickly asked, "How is Yangyang?"

"It's nothing serious, just a soft tissue contusion, no bone damage."

Han Xi put away his phone and patted her hair. "Yu Tian has arrived. He'll be there with her tonight. We'll go see her tomorrow."

Fang Li finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Let's go and rest first."

Han Xi picked her up horizontally and said, "Leave the rest to me."

After settling Fang Li in, Han Xi turned and walked towards the small building at the back of the manor.

That building was rarely visited; only Lin Mo and a few trusted confidants knew that the basement was where Han Xi handled "special matters."

He pushed open the door and found Jiang Bei standing in the living room waiting for him, holding a stack of documents in his hand.

Seeing Han Xi come in, he quickly handed it over: "Boss, I've found some clues."

Han Xi took the document and casually tossed it on the table: "Get to the point."

"The couple is a pair. The man is named Feng Kai, and he is unemployed. The woman is named Li Na, and she works at a beauty salon."

Jiang Bei's voice was calm and steady. "Both of them owed high-interest loans, but suddenly paid off their debts last week. We investigated the source of the funds, and it was transferred through more than a dozen shell companies, ultimately pointing to... an investment company under Fourth Master."

"As expected."

Han Xi walked to the liquor cabinet, poured a glass of whiskey, and the amber liquid rippled in the crystal glass. "The Mamba deal fell through, and he's panicking."

I thought he would behave himself for a while, but I didn't expect him to set his sights on Fang Li so quickly.

"You want to throw me off balance and then take advantage of my weakness?"

Han Xi sneered and placed his wine glass on the table. "Too naive."

He turned and walked towards the basement. The motion-sensor lights in the stairwell lit up one by one with his steps, illuminating his cold, hard profile.

The basement was cold and damp, and the air was filled with the smell of rust and blood.

Feng Kai was tied to a chair, his face covered in bruises, clearly having already been taught a lesson.

Li Na was huddled in the corner, trembling all over. When she saw Han Xi come in, she screamed in fright.

Han Xi didn't look at Feng Kai, but walked straight to Li Na and squatted down.

His movements were very gentle, but they made Li Na tremble even more.

"Go ahead."

Han Xi's voice was calm, revealing neither joy nor anger, "Who ordered you to do this?"

Li Na bit her lip, her eyes darting around: "No, no one... it was just us..."

"Own?"

Han Xi picked up the brick on the table and weighed it in his hand. "You know how to use something like this? And you specifically target pregnant women?"

He gently placed the brick in front of Li Na, the cement dust from the corner brushing against her trouser leg: "Feng Kai has already confessed, saying you're the mastermind. If you confess now, I can make things a little easier for you."

Li Na's eyes flickered; she was clearly struggling.

She knew who the other person was. If she told him, the Fourth Master wouldn't let her off the hook; but if she didn't, the man in front of her looked even more terrifying than the Fourth Master.

“I…” Li Na’s lips trembled, “I…”

"Give you three seconds."

Han Xi's voice turned cold, "Three, two..."

"We don't know that person, we only know that others call him Brother Qiang!"

Li Na finally broke down, crying and shouting, "He told us to make a big scene, preferably to make that woman miscarry! He said he'd give us a million dollars if we succeeded! And let us run away!"

Han Xi's eyes turned completely cold, like a frozen pool in the depths of winter.

He stood up, didn't look at Li Na again, and turned to walk towards the stairs.

"Take care of it."

His words to Jiangbei were devoid of warmth: "Don't leave any trace."

Jiang Bei nodded: "Yes."

As Han Xi stepped out of the basement, the night wind ruffled the hem of his clothes.

He looked up towards the main building; the light in Fang Li's room was still on, like a star in the dark night.

He took out his phone and dialed a number.

"Help me find out who Liu Qiang, who works for Fourth Master, has been in contact with recently."

Han Xi's voice was exceptionally clear in the night wind, "Also, freeze his overseas accounts."

After hanging up the phone, Han Xi stood there, staring at the lights of the main building, his eyes churning with turbulent emotions.

He originally intended to deal with his fourth uncle slowly, but now it seems he can't wait any longer.

For Fang Li's sake, and for their child's sake, he must clear away all obstacles as soon as possible.

As night deepened, the hillside manor was quiet, save for the distant chirping of insects and the sound of the wind rustling through the leaves.

Strange sounds emanated from the small building, like someone roaring or crying.

Han Xi walked straight toward the main building without turning his head.