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

Fang Li couldn't help but ask, her voice tinged with uncertainty.

Han Xi nodded, picked up the blanket next to him and covered her legs: "Yes, the flight is this morning. Jiangbei has already made arrangements, someone will meet you there."

"It must be very tough there, right?"

Fang Li recalled the news reports she had seen about African mining areas, where conditions were rudimentary and the environment harsh.

"It's very bitter."

Han Xi straightened up, sat on the edge of the bed, and took her hand. "But compared to what they did, this is the lightest punishment."

He didn't want his hands stained with the blood of his loved ones, but he also couldn't tolerate them ruining the Han family and his and Fang Li's future.

Sending them to Africa is both a punishment and a form of protection; at least there, they can no longer cause trouble or be caught by the police.

Fang Li felt a slight pang in her heart when she saw the weariness in his eyes.

She knew that making this decision was not easy for Han Xi.

She reached out and gently stroked his cheek: "Don't think too much about it, it's all in the past."

Han Xi took her hand, kissed it gently, and the coldness in his eyes was gradually replaced by tenderness: "Yes, it's all in the past."

He leaned down and placed a gentle kiss on her forehead: "From now on, there will only be us."

Moonlight streamed through the gauze curtains, casting dappled shadows on the floor.

The room was quiet, with only the sound of each other's steady breathing.

Fang Li leaned against Han Xi's chest, listening to his steady heartbeat, and suddenly felt incredibly at ease.

The Han family's past may be full of disputes and scheming, but from now on, they will create their own future together.

There were no conspiracies or intrigues, only each other and the new life to come.

-

The hospital's VIP ward was bathed in the morning sunlight, and the smell of disinfectant was largely masked by the faint fragrance of lilies.

Han Guodong leaned against the hospital bed, his face still pale, but his eyes had regained their former clarity.

Shen Ruyan was sitting by the bed, carefully feeding him millet porridge, the spoon making a crisp sound as it hit the rim of the bowl.

"Drink slowly," Shen Ruyan gently reminded him, wiping the porridge stains from the corners of his mouth with a handkerchief.

Han Guodong nodded, his gaze sweeping over the people in the ward.

Han Ling changed into casual clothes and sat on the sofa, his posture upright, talking quietly with Zhou Hui.

Han Ming stood by the window, gazing at the sycamore trees outside, his back view somewhat forlorn.

Han Xi and Fang Li sat on the chair closest to the hospital bed. Fang Li gently placed her hand on her slightly protruding belly, her eyes filled with tenderness.

"They're all here."

Han Guodong's voice was still a little hoarse, but it was full of energy. "Boss, when are you guys going back to the military region?"

Han Ling immediately got up and went to the bedside: "I'll leave after attending Xiu Jin's wedding. I took a few extra days off this time. I won't feel at ease until I see you're better."

Han Guodong nodded: "Work is important, you don't need to accompany me."

He paused, his gaze sweeping over everyone's faces before finally settling on Han Xi.

The air in the ward instantly became quiet.

Everyone knew what the old man wanted to ask, and after exchanging glances, they tacitly got up to say goodbye.

“Dad, let’s go for a walk outside and let Xiujin keep you company and talk to you.”

Shen Ruyan put down her porridge bowl and gave Han Xi a wink.

Fang Li also stood up and walked to Han Xi's side, gently patting his shoulder: "We'll wait for you outside."

Han Ming was the last to leave. Before closing the door, he gave Han Xi a deep look, his eyes filled with complex emotions.

The ward door was gently closed, shutting out the sounds from outside.

Han Guodong looked at Han Xi and remained silent for a long time before slowly speaking: "That day... did you find out who called me?"

Han Xi nodded: "We found it. It's a virtual number, and it's someone arranged by Fourth Uncle."

"He said on the phone..."

Han Guodong's voice trembled slightly, "Is it true that your fourth uncle is involved in drugs and makes deals with warlords?"

Han Xi lowered his eyes, his fingertips gently rubbing his knees, his voice low and clear: "It's true. Starting five years ago, he used the channels in the Mamba mining area to cooperate with local warlords in smuggling weapons and drugs, making huge profits from it. The accounts found by the audit department show that he has profited more than two billion through illegal transactions over the years."

"Snapped!"

Han Guodong slammed his fist on the edge of the bed, trembling with rage, his chest heaving violently. "That beast! How could I have raised such a beast!"

He became so excited that he started coughing violently, his face turning bright red.

Han Xi quickly stood up, gently patted his back, and handed him a water glass: "Grandpa, don't get excited, take care of yourself."

Han Guodong took a sip of water, and his cough gradually subsided, but his eyes turned red.

He looked at Han Xi, his eyes filled with exhaustion and heartache: "I knew he was greedy, but I never expected... I never expected him to dare touch these things! That's a capital offense!"

Han Xi remained silent and did not speak.

He knew that the old man valued and loved each of his sons very much, so this news was a huge blow to him.

"Then... what about your third uncle?"

Han Guodong took a deep breath, his voice trembling slightly, "Was he involved too?"

“My third uncle did not participate in illegal transactions, but he tampered with Han’s construction projects, cut corners, and lined his own pockets.”

Han Xi answered truthfully, "The collapse of Anju Building in the east of the city last year was caused by him, but he covered it up with money at the time."

A long silence fell over the ward, broken only by the regular beeping of the monitor.

Sunlight streamed through the window, casting a golden glow on Han Guodong's white hair, but it couldn't hide the age and disappointment in his eyes.

After a long while, Han Guodong finally let out a long sigh, his voice filled with helplessness: "I always thought that the Han family could live peacefully, but I never expected... that it would still come to this."

He looked at Han Xi with a complicated expression. "You sent them to Africa?"

"Ah."

Han Xi nodded, "There's a new mining project in Africa that will take five years to get into production. The conditions are quite tough. Let them go there and keep an eye on the project."

This was the best arrangement he could think of.

This way, they were neither imprisoned nor kept away from Han's core business, while their experience in the mining area could be used to do something practical.

Han Guodong remained silent for a long time before slowly nodding: "This is the only way... This is the best arrangement."

He looked at Han Xi with a hint of guilt in his eyes, "They brought this on themselves. I'm sorry to have troubled you, Xiu Jin."

Dealing with one's own uncle is not an easy task for anyone.

Especially for someone like Han Xi, who seems cold but is actually very sentimental, he must have been under a lot of pressure.

Han Xi shook his head: "I just did what I was supposed to do."

He grasped Han Guodong's hand; the old man's hand was cold, covered with wrinkles and age spots. "Grandpa, don't think too much, just focus on getting better. The Han family is here for you; nothing will happen."