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Chapter 1097 The bombs have exploded

It's past ten o'clock

The guests on the island have almost finished leaving. Song Xiang is also eager to go back to see Rong Boye, but Yan Han insists on going back with her.

The two got on the plane and were silent again.

It wasn't until he landed at the Rong family that Song Xiang said, "I'll go back first."

"I'm with you." Yan Han insisted.

Song Xiang glanced at him and was speechless for a moment.

We got off the plane together and arrived at the house where Rong Boye was training, but Song Xiang stopped.

Not far away, Chu Xun was walking down the stairs.

Both sides confront each other.

"Come back?" Chu Xun asked proactively.

Song Xiang responded without saying much.

Rong Boye vomited blood and she received an anonymous letter asking who could have done it.

There was no evidence, but she subconsciously guarded against Chu Xun.

She nodded to Chu Xun and led Yan Han around from the side.

When we got downstairs, we stopped again.

She was torn in her heart, wondering whether she should take Yan Han to see Rong Boye now.

Just as he was thinking about it, someone came out of Rong Boye's ward. It was the nurse from before.

"Miss, sir, I would like to meet Mr. Yan."

Song Xiang was surprised and turned to look at Yan Han.

Yan Han shook her hand to reassure her and walked up alone.

Song Xiang stood downstairs, his heart beating rapidly.

Chu Xun answered the phone at the door, left and returned, and happened to be sitting downstairs with Song Xiang.

Seeing his expression, Song Xiang always looked upstairs.

"Do you have anything to do with your father?"

"Something happened over there in Europe, and I need to ask my father for instructions immediately."

Song Xiang frowned, "Is it serious?"

"It's not a trivial matter."

Song Xiang took a deep breath and glanced upstairs.

"If you don't mind, you can go to the study room with me first, and I'll tell you about the situation." Chu Xun said proactively.

Song Xiang was also anxious at first, so he naturally nodded.

Following Chu Xun to the study, Rong Zhe was waiting outside. Song Xiang's heart sank. It was probably not a trivial matter.

Walking in, Chu Xun explained the general situation.

"The industry in country M is not stable. It is only in the past few years that the young master has begun to expand. This time the problem can be big or small, and the foothold is within the tolerance of local laws, but if it is not handled well, then

It will be characterized as counterfeiting and fraud.”

Song Xiang wondered, "Why...such a coincidence?"

"It's not a coincidence. Father just recognized you not long ago. Naturally, there are many clowns who want to come up. However, the European side is suppressed by father and has no chance to take action. My jurisdiction is not strict and there is a problem." Chu Xun.

Looking ashamed.

"What now?"

"If my father comes forward, the problem won't be too big."

Song Xiang: "But how can daddy go there in person now?"

Chu Xun was silent.

"Sir, you will have a solution, so you don't have to worry too much," Rong Zhe said.

How could Song Xiang be worried? It was as if all the bombs she was holding exploded overnight. This feeling was the same as the last time she found out that Xu Shuyan was not her biological mother.

Boom, boom, boom.

There was a knock on the door.

"Miss, Mr. Yan has come out. Do you want to see him off?"

Song Xiang calmed down, greeted Chu Xun and Rong Zhe, and walked out of the study.

Jogging back to the original place, Yan Han was standing downstairs, half of his body shrouded in the golden sunshine.

Hearing the footsteps, he turned around immediately as if he was sensing something.

"What did daddy tell you?"

She came closer and looked him up and down.

Yan Han's expression was perfect, no flaws could be seen, "Your father... is amazing."

If he were still a child, he would also long for such a father.


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