After hearing what he said, Song Yaxu leaned against the wall, crossed her arms over her chest, and rolled her eyes.

Couldn't help but whisper.

"Fucking arrogant."

"What did you say?"

Gu Qing didn't hear clearly, his body leaned downward, and the smell of alcohol and breath sprayed.

His slightly sunken eyes were fixed on her pale lips, his Adam's apple rolled, and was about to touch her lips, and his chin was suddenly pushed upwards.

There was a crisp sound, and Gu Qing's neck was stretched, and he was stunned.

Song Yaxu withdrew her hand in disgust.

"We broke up. I warn you, don't harass me."

Gu Qing was now somewhat more sober. He rubbed his aching jaw and said sadly.

"You're too cruel."

After not seeing Song Yaxu for a few years, her hand strength has improved.

She snorted coldly.

Over the years in East Africa, I have moved countless paralyzed wild animals that needed treatment, so my strength has naturally increased a lot.

Seeing that he still refused to move away, he kicked him without any mercy.

Gu Qing frowned and took a step back in pain, while at the same time hurriedly grabbing Song Yaxu who was about to leave.

She looked at her held hand and began to get impatient.

"You were the one who said we should break up, what are you going to do now?"

The two have been childhood sweethearts and have been together since middle school.

It was not until Song Yaxu wanted to realize her dream of going abroad that Gu Qing could not accept the long-distance relationship and proposed to break up.

He vowed at the time that he would never look back, immediately blocked her contact information, and never mentioned her in the past few years.

Gu Qing slightly tightened his grip on her wrist, and something slowly emerged in his eyes.

"I regret."

I regret breaking up in anger.

I regret not contacting her for all these years.

Song Yaxu frowned and looked at him, then uttered three words after a while.

"Neuropathy."

……

The old house of the Han family.

The courtyard is simple and low-key, with white silk hanging outside and two rows of wreaths. People come to pay their respects in an endless stream.

Black and white portraits of the deceased were placed in the main hall, and people in solemn attire lined up to offer chrysanthemums as a sacrifice.

From time to time, someone would wipe away tears and sob, and a low and sad atmosphere lingered throughout the Han family.

The originally peaceful scene turned strange when a tall figure appeared.

Shen Rao's short hair fell on his forehead and his face was cold and indifferent.

He was wearing a dark-colored suit, with a tailor-made suit that outlined his perfectly muscular upper body, and trousers that wrapped around his long and graceful legs.

A cashmere coat was draped over his broad shoulders, a scarf hung casually on both sides of his neck, and his big, bony hands were casually holding a branch of white chrysanthemum.

The Han family's servants all knew him, but no one dared to stop him.

Now that the Han family is in decline, Han Ting is stuck in there and can’t get out.

The Shen family is now the only dominant family in the imperial capital.

Shen Rao walked into the main hall unimpeded, and everyone's eyes fell on him.

Many people speculated whether Shen Rao came to add insult to injury or to watch the show.

After all, the Han and Shen families had been at odds for many years, so naturally no one thought he had any good intentions.

Main hall.

In front of the urn under the black and white portrait, a beautiful woman was supported by a servant and crying pitifully. She saw Shen Rao coming.

His eyes were red and swollen, his expression suddenly became ferocious, and he asked loudly.

"Who let you in? Get out! Who let him in? Get him out now!"

Then he ordered the servants to drive him away.

But the Han family servants all lowered their heads and dared not answer.

Who is Shen Rao?

The richest man in the imperial capital, the prince of the Shen Group.

Even if there hadn't been any drastic changes in the Han family, they wouldn't dare to drive them away!

When Chu Shuyuan saw that no one listened to her, she became angry and her face turned red. She pointed at the servants and cursed them.

"Okay, are you from the Han family? Now that the master is dead, you are rebelling!"

As he said this, he picked up the white porcelain vase on the altar and threw it hard at Shen Rao.

"It's all your fault! How could my master have died if it weren't for you?"

Everything happened so suddenly that no one expected that she would dare to attack Shen Rao. The vase was about to hit his forehead.

Suddenly, it stopped in mid-air when it was about to touch it.

A slender hand caught the vase steadily, and even the chrysanthemums inside were safe and sound. The jade-like hand and the white porcelain complemented each other, making them look even whiter and more beautiful.

Qi Yan put the vase down, frowned and looked over. His pair of indifferent eyes were inexplicably cold at this moment.

Chu Shuyuan didn't expect anyone to take it. She was stunned for a moment, then picked up another vase and started to smash it without any further ado.

But he was stopped by the panicked servant.

"Let me go! Mr. Shen, how dare you show up! If it weren't for you, Xiao Ting wouldn't have gone to jail! The master wouldn't have died! It's all because of you! What hatred do the Han family have against you? Why are you so determined to kill us all?"

"Young lady, please stop talking."

The servant was extremely anxious and wanted to cover her mouth but didn't dare to.

After all, this young Master Han’s second wife, who is in her twenties, is now the only owner of the Han family.

Shen Rao never looked at her from beginning to end. He placed the white chrysanthemum in front of the deceased and spoke softly to Qi Yan beside him.

"Still staying here?"

Qi Yan withdrew his cold gaze and looked at the black and white portrait.

In this photo, Han Tanglin is wearing a dark green military uniform. His brows are filled with solemn pride, and the military emblem hanging on his chest should be shining brightly.

This was probably the proudest moment of his life.

She paused for a few seconds and put down the white chrysanthemum in her hand.

"Let's go."

The two turned and left.

Chu Shuyuan was completely ignored and was so angry that she spoke without restraint.

"You black-hearted beast! No wonder you have no parents! You killed both your parents! Don't come out and harm others in the future!"

The air instantly fell into deathly silence.

Shen Rao stopped just as he was about to step out of the door, his face lowered so that his expression could not be seen clearly.

But the suppressed and twisted aura around him, the bulging veins on the backs of his hands, and the tense jawline revealed his emotions.

Everyone felt the cold oppression at the same time and couldn't help swallowing.

The car accident involving Shen’s parents has always been a taboo that cannot be mentioned.

Back then, Shen's parents had a car accident on the way to rescue Shen Rao and died on the spot. At that time, there were also people gossiping behind their backs, saying that they were cursed to death.

But those people were dealt with by the Shen family without anyone knowing.

A layer of cold sweat broke out on the servant's back. He didn't care about anything else and covered Chu Shuyuan's mouth.

She struggled and wanted to curse again.

Shen Rao turned around, strode in with a gloomy face, and stood in front of her.

The voice was bone-chilling.

"Can you say that again."

At this time, Chu Shuyuan also broke free from the servant's hand.

She was frightened by his terrifying look, but still sneered sarcastically.

"How did I get it right? You are a disaster star. It's not enough for you to harm the Shen family, but you also want to harm the Han family. Why don't you just die! You should be the one to die..."

'Boom—'

Before Chu Shuyuan could finish her words, she was suddenly hit on the head, and her ears and head were buzzing.

He touched his aching forehead in a daze, his hand covered in blood.

"Ahhh-"

She fainted while screaming, and the shocked Han family servants rushed forward to support their young lady who was unconscious with blood all over her head.

Pointing with shaking fingers at the woman holding the bloody vase.

"How can you do that?"

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