On the other end of the phone, Ye Wei clearly heard the strangeness in Erin's tone, but she didn't think there was anything wrong with Han Shao doing this.

The old man planned to force Han Shao to make a choice this time, and he was also given a chance.

If he caught it, then perhaps this time, the entire Han group will be Han Shao’s.

But Han Shao chose Irene. Although Ye Wei didn't know what the old man would think when he knew Han Shao made a choice.

But now, Erin can be safe and sound, and she thinks in her heart that this is enough.

"Now the old man forced him to make a choice. How Han Shao chose is his own business. The result has come out, but I don't think you should be grateful to him, because without him, you wouldn't have to suffer these things. The cause and effect are all in him, and this is what he should bear."

But at this moment, Erin's heart was filled with storms. No wonder Han Shao said before that when she arrived in Kyoto, she would know everything.

It turned out that he had calculated that Ye Wei would definitely tell her everything.

"Ye Wei, I'm a little confused. You let me be quiet alone." After saying that, she hung up the phone directly.

She turned her head to look at the villa standing in front of her, with a slightly self-deprecating curve on the corner of her lips, and turned around and walked back to the road she came.

When Han Shao was just driving halfway, he received a call from Ying Tang.

"Mr. Han, Madam, let you go back now."

Han Shao seemed not concerned about Yingtang's change in his name and responded lightly, "I understand."

Hang up the phone and he speeded up the car.

When Han Shao returned to the Han family, when he stepped into the entrance, he saw Mrs. Han sitting upright on the sand with a cold expression on her face.

Yan Heng sat beside her playing with toys. When he saw him, he immediately stood up and stumbled towards him, hugged his thighs, and shouted in a slight voice, "Dad!"

Han Shao reached out and touched Yan Heng's head, and asked in a slightly soft tone, "What are you playing?"

"Build building blocks and building a house. Do dad want to go with him?" Although Han Shao doesn't often take Yan Heng, the little guy still likes him very much.

Before Han Shao could respond, Mrs. Han, who had been sitting on the sand and not speaking, said, "Sister Zhang, carry the child upstairs to play."

Mrs. Zhang immediately walked over and said to Yan Heng, "Young Master, can we go upstairs to have fun?"

Yan Heng glanced at Mrs. Han, who was sitting on the sand with a cold face, then looked up at Han Shao, who patted his head in a very gentle tone, "Go, go play with Mrs. Zhang."

Only then did Yan Heng follow Zhang Ma upstairs obediently.

Mrs. Han, who was watching this scene, snorted coldly and said, "Do you think this is good for the child? Han Shao, how did I teach you since I was a child? That would make you do something so stupid now?"

Mrs. Han had obviously been holding it in for a long time, and her face looked ashen.

Han Shao just walked to the opposite Mrs. Han slowly and sat down, and replied lightly, "The matter has come to an end. Even if you want to save it now, it's too late. I have given an explanation to my grandfather."

Looking at Han Shao's incompetent appearance, Mrs. Han instantly stood up from the sand, raised her hand and slapped her in her tone, feeling unconcealed heartache, "If I had known this was the case, I wouldn't have left that woman at the beginning. I had never calculated it. You were finally hurt by that woman!"

 

;Han Shao was beaten slightly, his thin lips were pursed, but there was no expression on his face, "There is no turning back when he opened the bow, and even if he didn't rely on Han, I can still let you live your life without worry about food and clothing."

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Han snorted coldly, "Food and clothing? I have been carefully raising you since I was a child, just to let you say these four words to me? Han Shao, do you know what you are doing now? Your unscrupulous appearance will give me what face will I have to meet your dead father in the future?"

Han Shao's expression was a little dull, but his tone remained unchanged. "I know very well what I am doing now. Mother, you may consider living in the old house and copying Buddhist scriptures with your aunt and grandma to calm your irritability."

When Mrs. Han heard Han Shao say this, she was so angry that she wanted to slap Han Shao again, but her hand was frozen in the air and did not fall.

Because she saw Han Shao looking at her, it was pitch black and unable to see the bottom, she suddenly realized that the child she had carefully raised since childhood, at this moment, she, the mother, could not see through him.

Finally, she put down her raised hand, shook her hand and said, "From now on, I will not care about you anymore. If you don't do your best, I will not force you anymore. Let me move to the old house, right? I'll leave!"

After saying that, Mrs. Han turned around and walked upstairs.

Han Shao leaned against the sand, looked at Mrs. Han's back as she slashed upstairs, lit a cigarette for herself, then took a sip and slowly spit it out.

When Xie Yi came back from outside in the evening, he learned about Mrs. Han’s visit to the old house of Han’s family and the fact that Han Shao and Mrs. Han had a dispute in the living room at noon.

After Han Shao resigned from the position of president of the Han Group, he no longer went to the Han Group.

So when Xie Yi came back, he was told that Han Shao was in the study and didn't know what he was busy with.

She asked the servant to stew some soup, and then she walked to the door of the study and knocked on the door.

After getting Han Shao's permission to enter, Xie Yi pushed the door and saw Han Shao sitting at the desk, as if he was reading a document.

She put the stewed soup at his hand and comforted her softly, "I heard from the servant that you didn't eat anything at noon and evening. This soup was stewed just now. How much should I drink it?"

When Han Shao heard this, he seemed to be showing gratitude standing in front of him. He put down the documents in his hand, then reached out to pick up the soup, drank a little, and opened his lips lightly, "Take it down."

Thank you, Han Shao just took a few sips and then turned around, so he frowned and asked, "Isn't it unpleasant? Otherwise, I'll ask the kitchen people to make something you like again?"

Han Shao didn't even look at her, and said directly, "No need, take it out, I'm not hungry."

Seeing Han Shao's attitude that was too lazy to even treat her perfunctory, thank you stood by the desk, and a repressed dissatisfaction popped up in his heart.

She stood there and had not moved for a long time. When Han Shao noticed it, his eyes fell on her and his thin lips pursed slightly.

After holding back her gratitude for a long time, she still asked, "Han Shao, don't you want to tell me?"

Upon hearing this, Han Shao's eyes became a little darker and his tone was cold and weak, "What do you want me to tell you?"

Hearing that Han Shao had no intention of talking to him about these things, Xie Yi suddenly stood up straight, raised his eyes and stared at him without a moment, asking word by word, "For example, you resigned from the position of general manager of the Han Group, if you went to pick up Ailin from the old house of the Han family, or you can tell me why my mother suddenly moved back to the old house."

Xie Yi's deliberate reminder of him did not fall at all, which immediately made Han Shao chuckle, and the chill in his eyes filled with coldness, "You know everything you don't fall at all."
Chapter completed!