Chapter 452: I'll Kill You

om the sofa directly, opening her mouth coldly and ordering, "I'm not hungry, no need to prepare for me."As she spoke, she didn't even glance at He Hanchuan, and walked towards the backyard.16446330/6...He Hanchuan's handsome face was also stained with some fresh blood, like a demon crawling out of hell, "If I hear anything I don't like again, I'll kill you."

His voice was calm, but no one took it as a joke.

Pei Song trembled and collapsed to the ground. The crowd's attention made him feel ashamed. He wanted to say something harsh, but he didn't have the courage.

Wow!

He Hanchuan threw the blood-stained vase in his hand to the ground. As the sound rang out, Pei Song's heart skipped a beat, and his face turned pale.

When Pei's father heard the commotion, he hurried over. "Xiao Song, what happened to you I'll call an ambulance right away!"

He took out his phone, dialed 120, and described the situation.

He didn't linger, turning away with a cold face.

Just as Pei's father hung up the phone, he called out to him again, angrily saying, "Mr. He beat my son like this, and doesn't have anything to say"

"Don't ever appear before me again, or I'll beat him up every time I see him." He Hanchuan stopped in his tracks and said coldly.

He was disheveled, but the aura of power cultivated from years in a position of authority remained undiminished.

"Presumptuous!" Father Pei's face turned ashen with anger, "He Hanchuan, do you really think the He family now is still the same as it was before"

He's been getting some messages lately. The He family can't stand He Hanchuan's self-destructive behavior and don't want to be dragged down by him. Now, there are talks about replacing both the CEO and chairman.

This isn't just something he knows, others have also heard about it.

Everyone looked at He Hanchuan, wanting to see his attitude. If he was really afraid or had given in, then the news must be true.

"Whether or not it affects me, I'll still kill you all. At Huacheng's funeral, all of your mouths better be shut." He Hanchuan's eyes were like knives, piercing straight at Pei Fu and the miserable Pei Song on the ground.

After saying that, he didn't stay any longer, staggering toward the photo of Wan.

Father Pei had originally taken the news as true, but seeing his attitude, he hesitated.

If the He family really wanted to push someone else into a position of power, would he dare to be so brazen

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Meanwhile, in an inconspicuous corner.

向晚 was completely wrapped up, sitting in a wheelchair with a strange caregiver standing behind her.

Originally, Lu Yancen was supposed to bring her, but she was worried that his identity was too conspicuous, so she asked him to arrange an inconspicuous caregiver to accompany her.

Everything at the funeral just now, Yuanmeng saw it all, her heart was filled with mixed emotions at this moment.

He Hanchuan had a mild case of OCD, and he always acted rationally. His rationality made her wonder if he didn't particularly like her or if she was irreplaceable to him.

Just that moment, shocked her, she didn't even recognize him immediately.

She never imagined he'd go to such lengths for her, even in this state of disarray. He was willing to do anything just to get revenge...

"Is this young lady ill"

Lin NaLu's voice rang in her ears, and Xiang Wan's heart skipped a beat. She subconsciously lowered her head.

A caregiver on the side said, “Miss Guan’s illness is quite serious, but during Miss Xiang’s charity event last time, she helped her a lot. So this time after something happened to Miss Xiang, she repeatedly requested the doctor to come and visit Miss Xiang.”

These are all what A-Wa told Lü Yancen, and then asked him to pass on to the caregiver.

We did this because I was worried that they would be suspected if we met the sister-in-law and her group at the funeral. And, unfortunately, it really happened.

"So that's how it is, thank you very much, Guan Miss." Lin Na Lu also happened to see this and felt that Xiang Wan gave her a very special sense of familiarity, so she came over to have a look.

But after looking for a long time, I didn't see A-Wai's face.

The caregiver understood her confusion and explained, “Ms. Guan was splashed with strong sulfuric acid, so she’s not…not very fond of people looking at her.”

She was afraid of hurting Xiang Wan's self-esteem, so she didn't say the word "disfigured".

Lin Na-lu suddenly understood and said bitterly, "Our Wanwan is also very beautiful, but the car exploded, she..."

She choked back a sob, “If Wanwan was still alive, she’d probably be like this too. Miss Guan, don't be too hard on yourself, there will always be someone who won't mind your face and will befriend you.”

Perhaps due to a sense of empathy, she felt sympathy for this stranger they were meeting for the first time.

"Miss Guan's voice is injured too, I thank you on her behalf." said the nurse.

Towards Evening, she lowered her gaze to Lin Na Lu's empty right sleeve, her heart aching with each beat.

She indirectly caused her sister-in-law to lose an arm, but the latter never blamed her... Such a good person, why did she have to suffer like this

"You're too kind. I should be thanking Miss Guan for looking after Wanwan. But since you're injured, it would be best to go back to the hospital and recuperate sooner rather than later. It wouldn't be good if your wound worsened," Lin Nalu said.

The caregiver sighed, "I also advised Miss Guan like that, but she wouldn't listen and insisted on coming."

The two chatted for a while, but Lin Nalulu had to attend to other guests. After bidding farewell, she was about to leave.

"That... are you the Second Madam" The nurse called out to Lin Nalú with some embarrassment. "Would it be possible for you to do me a favor"

Lin Nalu still thought the other party recognized her because of her missing arm. Her face darkened slightly, and she instinctively turned her body sideways, blocking her empty right sleeve.

"What's the matter If I can help, I will definitely help."

The caregiver, Clearing her throat a little awkwardly, said: "I heard that Mr. He has been quite downcast since Miss Xiang passed away. Miss Guan came over this time, besides offering condolences to Miss Xiang, she also wanted to advise Mr. He. Could you please trouble Young Madam Xiang to take us there"

Lin Nalu didn't answer immediately, instead raising a few points of caution, "I accept Miss Guan's intentions on behalf of President He, thank you."

This person came to the funeral dressed head-to-toe, refusing to show their face. They claimed it was because they were disfigured and couldn't speak, saying their voice was gone.

Well, there's not much to say about that.

But she said it was because WanWan had been kind to her the last time, so she came to pay condolences. As a result, before she even went to offer condolences, she proposed to meet He Zong... This is suspicious.

This woman doesn't seem to be here for Wan Wan's funeral. She seems more like she's here to see He Zong!

向晚 had guessed she would refuse long ago, and wasn't surprised. She just waited for the nurse to follow Lu Yancen's previous instructions.

The caregiver did not disappoint her expectations, “If it’s inconvenient for Miss Shao to take us to see Mr. He, please trouble yourself to hand this jade pendant and this letter to Mr. He.”

She opened her hands, revealing a valuable jade pendant beneath and an ordinary piece of paper.

Lin Nalu and Xiang Wan have always had a great relationship. This jade pendant was also recommended by her to Xiang Yu for the photo shoot, so just by looking at it once, she recognized it.

Her face changed drastically. She hesitated for a moment, then took a few steps forward and grabbed the jade pendant in her hand.

A crack appeared on the jade pendant, but she couldn't be mistaken, it was the same one Late Late wore around her neck!

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Remember the website where this book was first published: . The mobile version reading URL:and. I'll go talk to Mr. Feng properly." Meng Lan said helplessly, then "click," she hung up the phone.Her hands clenched tightly on the steering wheel, her breath ragged, a spark of anger blazing in...