become a god

In fact, the peaceful and leisurely life in the small town environment with no past memories is the most conducive to Han Yin's recovery. Otherwise, Dr. Chen would not have traveled thousands of miles to carefully transport Han Yin, who was in a state of runaway, to his home in the United States. Go to the lair.

But if it wasn't for Han Yin's willingness, no one would be able to stop him, so no matter how hard Dr. Chen begged to stay, or how cute Su Chenxi tried to persuade him, they couldn't stop Han Yin from returning to China.

The two rested in Nanzhou's residence for two days, and Su Chenxi hurried back to school to report, while Han Yin went to Linhai City, where Han Chong is located, after Su Chenxi returned to school.

It was only a week after Han Yunhe was taken home, and he was about to celebrate his 21st birthday.

At this time, Han Yunhe's suspicion of murder has been cleared, and the rumors of outside public opinion have become weaker and weaker.Han Yiwei waved his hand and asked the butler to prepare well, planning to hold a 21st birthday party for Han Yunhe, using joy to counteract bad luck.

Hearing such news, Han Yunhe sneered and locked himself in the room all day and all night, letting them do whatever they wanted.On the contrary, Mrs. Han is very keen on such social activities, pointing fingers in front of the housekeeper every day.

She desperately wanted to take this opportunity to quickly find a more capable son-in-law to marry Han Xiaochu. With a son-in-law of extraordinary ability as a helper, she would have more confidence when facing Han Chong.

It is customary for Han Yunhe to stay at home for a while after getting into trouble, but no one knows that what she hates the most is going home. Whenever she sees that shriveled old man, she feels disgusted, but she can't fight back like other disgusting people.

"Yunhe? Yunhe, are you still there?" On the other end of the phone, Fei Yan asked worriedly, not knowing why Han Yunhe suddenly lost his voice.

"What's the matter?" Han Yunhe knew it was the housekeeper when he heard the regular knock on the door three times.

"Miss San, the master wants you to go to the study."

"Understood." Han Yunhe replied impatiently, and said a few words to Fei Yan before hanging up the phone.She knew that what should come would always come, and before she had no ability and courage to resist, she could only choose to obey.

Han Yunhe straightened his clothes before lazily walking towards the study. During the period, he happened to meet her mother, who was dressed up beautifully and invited friends to go shopping.

Mrs. Han hated Han Yunhe's sloppy look the most, which was completely different from the ladies raised by other people's families, so Han Yunhe was reprimanded for a few words before he was able to enter the study smoothly.

……

It has been an hour since Han Yunhe came out of the study.

As soon as she entered the room, she couldn't bear the churning in her stomach, ran to the bathroom and vomited heartbreakingly, as if she wanted to vomit all the bile.After vomiting, she took a shower with cold water to wake herself up, but looking at her pale face in the mirror, she thought about turning the nozzle to warm water.

There's no need to make fun of your own body, for such scumbags.

Finally, when she regained her strength, another servant knocked on the door to remind her that it was time for dinner, but she didn't respond, she lay on the big soft bed in a daze, and dialed Fei Yan's phone.

"Hello? Yunhe? What's the matter?" Fei Yan didn't expect Han Yunhe to call her again only an hour later.

"...Fei Yan." The grievance and resentment in Han Yunhe's heart could no longer be controlled when he heard Fei Yan's voice, "Fei Yan, I really hate them."

Hearing Han Yunhe's crying without warning, Fei Yan quickly put down the chopsticks in her hand, said something to her parents, and then went to the balcony holding the phone.

"Be good, don't cry, tell me what's wrong." Fei Yan comforted Han Yunhe in a soft voice. The two have been together for so many years, and she really hasn't seen Han Yunhe cry many times. It was doubled and returned on the spot.

"What exactly happened?" Fei Yan has been listening to the phone patiently, even if the other party is silent, she keeps talking without any perfunctory, letting the other party know that she has been with her all the time.

About ten minutes later, when Han Yunhe's sobs seemed to subside gradually, Fei Yan asked again: "Yunhe, are you feeling better?"

"Hmm." Fei Yan's voice dispelled the dark memories that had been lingering in his mind. Han Yunhe lay on his back on the bed with his eyes closed, tears still flowing down the corners of his eyes into the quilt under him.

She wanted to tell Fei Yan how disgusting she was with that old thing that was his father in name.She wanted to tell about her experience of being molested by that old thing when she was young.She wanted to express her resentment at being unable to fight back and at ignoring her mother.

But family ugliness cannot be publicized, let alone this kind of thing that cannot be publicized.

"...Can't you tell me?" Fei Yan seemed to feel Han Yunhe's hesitation, and said, "Are you in trouble? You have to learn to find a way to solve it yourself. If there is no one you trust if."

Fei Yan is more sensitive and has always been able to perceive many unusual things. For example, she only had contact with Li Yunchen twice and knew that the other party had bad intentions for Han Yunhe.

"Ah."

"If you need help, just tell me, I will always find a way."

"Ah."

"Yunhe, be good, don't hold on to something by yourself."

"Well. Then I hang up."

"You hang up first."

So Han Yunhe hung up the phone first.At this moment, she already had a decision in her heart.

Instead of being controlled by that old thing, she might as well be killed by Han Chong as a gunman.She has always retaliated for injustice, and revenge for injustice. Why can that old thing get benefits from her again and again.

She looked through the phone book, found Secretary Han Chong's number and dialed it.

As soon as Han Yin arrived in Linhai City, he went straight to Han Chong's residence, and his assistant Liu Ze seemed to have received the news that Han Yin would come to visit, so he waited at the gate of the community early, and then led Han Yin into Han Chong's place in Linhai. well-known residence.

"You're here." Han Chong just came out of the equipment room with his upper body naked after exercising. He was sweating profusely. When he saw Han Yin brought back by Liu Ze, he said casually, "Wait a minute."

Even though the two brothers haven't met each other for more than a year, neither of them feels the slightest strange.

"Mr. Han, please wait a moment." Liu Ze brought the freshly brewed hot tea in front of Han Yin and said.

Han Yin nodded, picked up the scattered financial weekly magazines on the table and started to read them.

After a while, Liu Ze carried a small safe and gently placed it on the marble tea table in front of Han Yin. Han Chong had also changed into casual clothes at this time, and walked down from upstairs to sit opposite Han Yin.

"Here are all my mother's belongings, including what you told me last time, and I also took them out." Han Chong entered the password, opened the safe, and motioned Han Yin to take a look for himself.

……

"...It turned out to be a policeman. He was an undercover agent for ten years and finally couldn't get away. He even gave birth to two children for the master..." Several chattering maids sat in the yard chatting. They all sold their loyalty to the Han family early on. If the family has a son, of course they will know something about the business behind the scenes of the Han family.

"...If Chen Jing hadn't accidentally discovered her identity, I'm afraid the Han family would be in a lot of trouble..."

The five-year-old Xiao Han Yin, who had just lost his mother, hugged his legs and hid himself in the grass and wept. He didn't want to overhear the conversation of the maids by accident, but at that time he only felt a little confused.

……

Han Yinfan looked at the large amount of information on Han Yiwei's black business collected by his mother during her lifetime, as well as the information on people who had frequent contact with Han Yiwei.There are even a few very secretive and compact recording pens and a dozen photos of unknown places in the safe.

No wonder.

No wonder Han Yiwei, who claimed to love his mother so much when his mother died, didn't even take a look at her, and even the burial was hasty.

"Why, it's only now." Why did Han Yiwei start to be brought down now, why did Han Yiwei get away with it for so many years, why he knew that his mother was murdered but kept silent.

"A person cannot be resurrected after death, there is no need to harm yourself because of a momentary impulse."

Han Chong didn't care about Han Yin's questioning at all, "The old man's most greedy thing in his life is power. You will never know how tightly he guards the people around him, otherwise I wouldn't have waited for 20 years."

Han Yin looked at Han Chong inexplicably, but he still couldn't tell what Han Chong was really thinking. In his opinion, Han Chong's desire for power was no less than Han Yiwei's.

When he was a child, everyone thought he was smart and called him a child prodigy. In fact, he was only a little more sensitive to numbers and words.In fact, Han Chong is the real child prodigy who deserves his name, not only reflected in his learning ability, but also reflected in his psychology.

It's just that Han Chong has always been good at disguising, and he knew how to restrain his edge at a young age.Everyone will focus on him who is younger.Even he was once deceived by Han Chongxiaozi's appearance.

"What? Do you think I'm indifferent?" Han Chong gave Han Yin an indifferent look, as if he was looking at a child who didn't live up to expectations, "It's not an exaggeration to say that you are the happiest person in the Han family. Ignorant, Gu Wuyou."

Han Yin heard that there was indeed nothing to refute Han Chong.His mother's will has been forgotten by him for more than 20 years, and he has no position to question Han Chong again.

Han Yin rubbed the few old photos left by his mother before his death, and the more he looked at them, the more he felt that Han Xiaochu looked very similar to his mother, and a strange feeling came to his mind.

He once heard rumors that the reason why Han Xiaochu's mother was able to enter the door so quickly was because she looked very similar to his own mother.

"The matter of Han Xiaochu has something to do with you, right?"

"Well. As long as something happens to Han Xiaochu, the old man will definitely find a way to settle it, otherwise how can he be worthy of her face that is [-]% similar to her mother..."

After Han Yin's accident, he moved away from the Han family and devoted himself to writing. He had almost never been exposed to intrigue, but his intuition told him that Han Chong had been planning to seize power for a long, long time...

"Do you know how Han Xiaochu's character was developed? The aunt she was closest to and trusted the most when she was a child was our aunt... She hates her mother and the old man the most now. You have been hurt before, but you have been hurt a little bit all the time. retribution is upon them..."