Xu Minglun nodded with satisfaction. In his eyes, men can use means to do certain shady things, but women cannot, especially his biological sister. He does not allow her to come into contact with too many dark things and distort her soul.

.

After hearing these words, Xu Zhixuan lowered her head and eyebrows, but she was very unconvinced. She casually found an excuse, exited the study, and walked to Mr. Xu's study.

The night was dark, and the hospital ward was silent. Han Lin sat on the edge of the bed, looking at Lan Siyu's face, trying to recall Lan Qing's appearance. In this life, he only had two women, and he didn't care about either of them.

Disappointed.

When Han Shaoting walked in, he saw his father's dazed look. This was the first time Han Shaoting saw such a helpless father. "Dad, are you okay?"

Han Lin raised his head, glanced at Han Shaoting, and asked about Song Lingzi and the children: "How are your wife and children?"

"Asleep." Han Shaoting said lightly, then moved his eyes to Lan Siyu: "The person who killed him is an international killer."

"International killer?!" Even Han Lin, who was also the one holding the gun, felt frightened when he heard this sentence. "How did he offend people?"

Han Shaoting looked at his father's profile and suddenly felt that he was a bit naive. Could someone who offended an international killer be an ordinary person? "Dad, he has a gang background."

When Han Lin heard this, his eyes completely dimmed. How he hoped that this was just a commercial murder and not involving the underworld. "What is Si Yu's status in the United States?"

"His stepfather is a big boss of the American gang." Han Shaoting felt heavy in his heart when he saw the information. "At first, when their mother and son were developing in New York, and they just started to make some progress, they offended a certain gang. Fortunately, he

Stepfather came forward and saved him

They were mother and son. Later, his mother Lan Qing married that man. After Lan Qing died, the man married an American woman. It is said that this woman gave birth to his stepfather's biological flesh and blood. Now we have to deal with Lan Siyu.

The man is that stepfather's son."

"It's all my fault." Han Lin lowered his head, with mixed feelings in his heart. If he hadn't forgotten Lan Qing, how could he have left their mother and son struggling in New York? "I'm sorry for their mother and son."

Han Shaoting's eyes were a little sour. He didn't expect that behind his happy childhood, Lan Siyu's most miserable childhood was hidden. "Dad, I can't blame you entirely for this matter."

Han Lin let out a long sigh: "When you become a father, you should understand what it feels like to be a father. I really owe Lan Siyu a lot. I gave birth to him, but I never fulfilled my father's responsibility for a day. Shaoting

, can you promise me? After a hundred years, I will continue to take care of your brother, okay?"

Han Shaoting was silent for a while, then slowly spoke: "Maybe, he doesn't need my care. On the contrary, maybe one day, I will need his help."

Han Lin knew that his son was not willing to face this problem, so he did not force him. "That's all, I will have my own thoughts on this matter."

"Dad." Han Shaoting felt that he needed to remind his father something: "If you haven't been at home these days, mom will be suspicious."

"Me?" Han Lin hesitated a little. "But he can't live without people now..."

Han Shaoting looked into his father's eyes and said, "You can't do anything if you stay here."

Han Shaoting's words made Han Lin discouraged: "Okay, I'll go back."

"I'll see you off." Han Shaoting personally helped Han Lin up and walked out the door.

After the father and son left, Lan Siyu's eyes suddenly opened. He had woken up from the beginning, but he didn't know how to face Han Lin and didn't want to have too much involvement with Han Lin.

There was another sound of footsteps outside the door. Lan Siyu hurriedly closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep. A man in a white robe came in, took out a syringe and started to draw the potion. When the syringe was filled with potion,

The doctor in white robe came over, grabbed Lan Siyu's arm, and prepared to inject the injection.

Lan Siyu felt the man's strength was astonishing. He couldn't help but open his eyes, and met a pair of cold eyes. No matter how stupid Lan Siyu was, he knew that this man was definitely not a doctor. "Who are you?"

The man raised the needle in his hand and smiled: "President Lan, I am the one who will send you on your way. Don't be afraid. If this needle goes in, you won't be conscious at all."

"You!" Lan Siyu felt angry. This hospital was arranged by the Han family. Logically speaking, killers would not be mixed in so easily. "How did you get in?"

The man enjoys Lan Siyu's struggle. Perhaps, seeing the struggle of his prey before death will always give people a pleasant enjoyment, as if he is God, controlling the survival and death of all living beings. "What do you think? In fact, the truth is always the same.

It's cruel. If someone hadn't let me in, I wouldn't have come in."

Lan Siyu thought of Han Shaoting, and a fire of hatred ignited in his chest. He didn't understand why Han Shaoting wanted to kill him. Was it because he was afraid that he would rob the Han family's things with him? Just when the situation was extremely critical, Lan Siyu

Generating an infinite force, he instantly kicked the needle out of the man's hand, pulled out the needle on the back of his hand, and ran away in an instant before the man could recover.

The man did not expect that his dying prey would resist, and a gloomy light flashed in his eyes. He chased outside, but when he was at the door, a pistol was pointed at his head. The man saw clearly that the person holding the gun was Han Shaoting.

, gasped. He knew something about Han Shaoting. This man was known as a sharpshooter in the army: "This is your trap."

"To be precise, it was a trap set by the three of us." Lan Siyu's amber eyes flashed with a hint of sneer: "I have to say, you underestimate the beauty of human nature."

The man wanted to scold his mother, "Lan Siyu, you are really cunning."

Lan Siyu touched the needle hole on the back of his hand, walked closer to the man, suddenly bent one leg, and slammed into the man's body. The man suffered pain, hugged his abdomen, and his eyes were like a wolf.

Staring at Lan Siyu: "Will it help if you kill me? He will continue to send people to kill you."

A cold smile flashed across the corner of Lan Siyu's mouth: "I have retreated to the point of no return, but he still wants to force me. In this case, I will not be polite!" The Chinese say, don't chase after a poor enemy.

, not because poor bandits are not worth killing, but because once someone is forced to a corner, the other party's desperate resistance begins.

A flash of despair flashed in the man's eyes: "If you let me go, I promise..."

Before the man finished speaking, Han Shaoting had already intercepted his words: "As a killer, you should know that those who come out to fool around will always have to pay back."

"What do you want to do?" Han Shaoting's words shattered the man's last fantasy. A trace of uneasiness passed through his heart, and he always felt that Han Shaoting was not just trying to kill him...

Han Shaoting raised the gun in his hand and shot him in the leg. Then he curled up the corners of his mouth and said with a smile: "The game has officially begun."

Lan Siyu looked at this scene, his amber eyes were cold: "Enjoy this game. You know, your enemies are waiting for you."

The men suddenly understood that their brother's intention was not to kill themselves, but to watch themselves being hunted. Just like some people go hunting, not to harvest prey, but to torture the prey as their ultimate hunting purpose. Just like

He is just like killing people. He can obviously kill the target of his hunting immediately, but he will always torture the other person before taking action. Only when he reaches psychological satisfaction will he start killing people. "You will have retribution!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the man was kicked hard by Lan Siyu again: "Go to hell." At the same time, he was hit on the back of the head by the handle of Han Shaoting's gun, and he slowly passed out.

Han Shaoting kicked the man and when he saw no response, he had someone take him away and hand him over to his enemy in person. After the matter was settled, the doctor gave Lan Siyu another injection.

Looking at Lan Siyu on the hospital bed, Han Shaoting asked: "Do you really want to go back to the United States?" If Lan Siyu is unwilling to go back, the ability of the Han family to protect him is more than enough.

"Aren't you afraid that I will stay and rob you of the Han family's things and your most beloved woman?" A sneer flashed in Lan Siyu's eyes.

"I'm not afraid." Han Shaoting looked at Lan Siyu with bright eyes. "Only those who are incompetent will be afraid of those who are capable. I am so strong, I will not be afraid of opponents like you at all. On the contrary, with someone like you

Opponent, I don't feel lonely at all."

Lan Siyu remained silent. After a long time, he looked at his younger brother and said three words: "You look like me!" After saying this, he smiled.

There was a touch of warmth in Han Shaoting's eyes: "It's good to be like you. Not everyone can start from scratch and become the boss of a multinational company like you."

When Lan Siyu heard this, a hint of gloom flashed through his amber eyes: "The more you gain, the more you have lost."

Han Shaoting understood what he said and remained silent. Han Lin walked in and said softly: "You must be hungry. I asked someone to bring porridge."

"Thank you!" Facing Han Lin, Lan Siyu's attitude seemed to become a little colder, not at all as cordial as when facing Han Shaoting. Perhaps Lan Siyu could accept Han Shaoting because he was his biological brother and was related to Han Shaoting.

That single grudge has nothing to do with it, but Han Lin is the source of the entire tragedy. He can't forget how his mother died.

The atmosphere became deadlocked again. Han Shaoting looked at his father with a helpless look and slowly walked away.

"Siyu, what happened back then is all caused by me. But I hope you can give me a chance to make amends." Han Lin said sincerely.

Lan Siyu lay down and pretended to be indifferent and said, "Sorry, I'm very tired and want to rest." The wounds on his body were not healed yet, and after all the fuss just now, he became very tired.

Han Lin understood that Lan Siyu would not listen to anything he said. Once some people believe something, no matter how much you say it, you can't change their mind. Han Lin left Lan Siyu's ward with disappointment.

Lan Siyu looked at the ceiling and said sorry in his heart. These days, he was lying on the hospital bed and listened to what Han Lin said a lot. He also knew that what happened back then was not Han Lin's fault at all. He could only say,

Mr. Han and his background at that time contributed to this mistake.

But he still didn't want to forgive Han Lin, because forgiving Han Lin meant that all the suffering he had suffered in those years was in vain. He needed to find a target of hatred and tell himself that he could not fall. And for Han Lin

Lin's hatred is a spiritual pillar for him.

First floor, second floor, third floor... Gao Yangyang looked at the constantly beating numbers and silently recited the floor number. When the elevator stopped at its destination, Gao Yangyang hesitated for a moment before stepping out of the elevator and heading to Han Shaoling's office.

Go.

As soon as Han Shaoling's secretary saw Gao Yangyang, he immediately informed Han Shaoling.

With Han Shaoling's permission, Gao Yangyang walked into his office and saw Han Shaoling immersed in reading documents.

Gao Yangyang put down the thermos bottle and said hi softly. Han Shaoling raised his head, looked at his girlfriend, and turned his stiff neck: "Why are you free to come here today?"

A trace of hesitation flashed in Gao Yangyang's eyes again. "I just want to see if you are lazy."

"Then have you seen it?" Han Shaoling rubbed his eyebrows and said tiredly: "I'm almost exhausted. Future Mrs. Han, please come over quickly and give your husband a pat on the back and rub his shoulders."

Gao Yangyang's eyes flashed with a hint of cunning. "Since you said you are the future Mrs. Han, you should quickly travel through time and space to find her to give you a massage."

Han Shaoling stared at Gao Yangyang, "What's wrong? Are you unhappy?"

Gao Yangyang thought of the scene in the ward. Although she knew they were joking, those words still had some impact on her. She secretly wondered if her too positive attitude made Han Shaoling feel that she couldn't live without him.

Will you definitely go on with him? "No. I just think that some things haven't been settled yet, so you shouldn't be too sure."

"What do you mean?" Han Shaoling was confused. "What do you mean you can't be too sure before the dust has settled?"

"What I'm telling you is the truth." Gao Yangyang mustered up the courage to continue. "There are many people who have been in love for more than ten years, and then they just break up."

Gao Yangyang's words made Han Shaoling angry and funny: "Can I understand that you want to force yourself into the palace now?"

Gao Yangyang was completely annoyed. Did Han Shaoling think she could only hang herself on his tree? "Han Shaoling, do you think I have to become Mrs. Han? Let me tell you, I don't have to be Mrs. Han either.

I can also become Mrs. Li or Mrs. Zhang. As long as I am willing, I can change someone else..."

Before Gao Yangyang finished speaking, Han Shaoling blocked his mouth. As soon as Han Shaoling touched Gao Yangyang's full and soft lips, all his rationality was shattered instantly. It was originally intended to punish him, but gradually, this kiss
To be continued...