Chapter 173

"Weiyang..." Under the curtain of night, the man's deep voice sounded slowly.

The girl raised her eyes and looked at the man with a silly expression, "hmm?"

"I will protect you in the future, and I won't let you suffer even if you want to disobey heaven I'm willing to! " Huo tingxiao said in a deep voice.

The voice of the moment, the girl suddenly a soft body, directly fell in the man's arms.

Huo tingxiao's forehead has a faint trace of collapse. This girl How did you faint so coincidentally?

But she did drink too much tonight. She didn't seem to pretend.

Huo tingxiao was helpless. He picked up the girl and carefully placed her in the co pilot's position. After tying her seat belt, she returned to the driving position and started the car to leave.

Not far away in the dark corner, a slender figure standing there quietly, with a cane in his right hand, suddenly more desolate in the dark.

I don't know how long it took for a man to walk away step by step with a cane.

Until the man came out of the dark shadow, a man in a black suit came up anxiously, "Mr. Han! Finally, I found you. Your phone can't get through all the time. Miss Yun is very worried about you, and... "

"What else?" The man's voice was icy, and his face was covered with frost.

The man in suit shivered for a moment and immediately said, "it seems that something has happened to the young master. Mr. Han asked you to go back immediately Go back to the old house. "

Han's old house is where Han Zhenjiang lives. Now he is the CEO of Han's group, but the old house, which symbolizes the power of the family, is still inhabited by Han Zhenjiang, and his elder brother, Han Heng, lives alone.

Since the incident seven years ago, Han Heng seldom goes back to his old house. Every year, he only goes back to his old house once at the end of the year. He seldom talks and has a lonely disposition. Even Han Zhenjiang doesn't have a good face for him.

What happened to Han Heng?

Han Jingli face if frost, cold way: "know, now go back to the old house."

"Miss Yun She's been looking for you, too. "

Han Jingli glanced at the man in the black suit coldly. The man didn't dare to say more. He immediately went to open the door for Han Jingli.

After getting on the bus, Han Jingli took out his mobile phone and made a call.

A few seconds later, an anxious voice came from the other end of the mobile phone: "brother Jingli, where have you been? You just disappeared from the hotel. Are you ok? "

Han Jingli's eyes narrowed slightly. "It's OK."

"That's good. I'm so worried. You're OK. Where are you now? Shall I come to see you? "

Han Jingli's eyebrows were slightly frowned, and his eyes were filled with disgust, but his voice didn't have a ripple: "no, there's something wrong at home, dad told me to go back."

"Well, you haven't fully recovered. Don't be too tired, OK?"

"Well, hang up."

Hang up the phone, Han Jingli leaned back in his chair, his face tired.

Just, there will never be a girl, quietly standing in front of the gate waiting for him to go home.

The imperial capital, the villa area of the Tang family.

Han's old house.

The old house is located in the southeast of the villa area. It's a pure Chinese style building. The decoration is very exquisite. You can see that it's valuable.

At this time, a black Bentley car drove into the gate of the old house and stopped in front of the building.

The driver gets out of the car and pulls open the rear door. Han Jingli gets out of the car and slowly looks up at the building, which symbolizes the top power of the Han family.

"Second young master, you are back." Uncle Lin, the housekeeper, came over quickly. His face was not very good-looking.

Han Jingli glanced at Uncle Lin and lowered his voice: "what's the situation?"

Uncle Lin shook his head. "I'm not sure. I only know that the young master was picked up by his husband himself. After that, no one is allowed to enter the hall. It seems that he has some serious illness I'll tell you to come here in person after that. Second young master, be careful. "

Han Zhenjiang has hated Han Heng for a long time. In recent years, he has turned a blind eye to Han Heng, but today he personally takes him back What's going on?

Han Heng that waste, what did you do to make Han Zhenjiang change his mind?

Han Jingli no longer said much, leaning on his stick, walked slowly towards the hall.

No matter what tricks that trash plays, now Han's group is in his pocket. Even if Han Zhenjiang wants to do something, it's not so simple.

Step by step, Han Jingli went to the hall. The hall was silent. Han Heng was very pale, leaning on the sofa with a light gray blanket. On the mahogany tea table in front of him, there was a bowl of medicine that had drunk more than half of it.

Han Jingli walked to the opposite side of Han Zhenjiang with a walking stick, "Dad, what's wrong with big brother?"

Han Zhenjiang smell speech, face suddenly sink down, he looked at Han Jingli one eye, "you sit first."

Han Jingli went to the next chair and sat down. He put his cane beside him and looked at Han Zhenjiang, waiting for his reply.After pondering for a moment, Han Zhenjiang said, "Jingli, I know you are very busy. I want you to come back today. I just want to tell you that your elder brother's legs and feet are inconvenient and his body is suffering from old diseases, so from today on, he will live in the old house."

At this time, Han Heng, leaning on the chair, suddenly gave a wry smile, "Dad, in fact, I don't need it. I have servants at home. They are used to serving me. My body Sooner or later, there will be that day. It's hard for you to live here, and I'm sorry. "

Han Zhenjiang's face was heavy, suppressing his anger, "nonsense! You are my son. Can I watch you sick outside? Who dares to say a word of gossip, I Han Zhenjiang is not a vegetarian! "

Han Heng's lips trembled slightly, and his face became paler. He looked at Han Jingli bitterly, "Jingli, you are the most sensible. You advise dad. I'm a waste man. I don't want to stay here to make dad sad." Han Jingli glanced at Han Heng and immediately said, "big brother is not in good health. Dad is worried that you can't take care of yourself alone and move back to your old house If it's a matter of course, don't refuse. Listen to my father. Besides, I'm still young. Although I'm not in good health, I can raise myself. "

Han Heng wry smile, shook his head, "I this body what kind of, I most know, why..."

"Big brother," Han Jingli intercepted Han Heng's words, "if you say this kind of words, it's obvious that you're not in good health. It's right to move back. I don't have half an opinion. It happens that I know a good TCM doctor. I'll let him come back to see it. Maybe it's good for you."

Han Heng wants to say something more, and finally he can only shake his head and sigh: "well, I can't say you. Just live in the old house first according to Dad's idea, and I'll move back when my illness is better." Han Zhenjiang's face softened a little. "What nonsense? You are the eldest son of the Han family. You can live here as long as you want. Jingli, I don't care about things outside, but I'm in charge of your elder brother's affairs. Do you understand?"