Those lifeless eyes, looking at him at the moment, were full of strangeness.
My heart suddenly felt a dull pain, like an awl piercing my heart.
The air seemed to become thinner, and Huangfu Lin felt a faint feeling of suffocation.
He raised his hand suddenly and dropped it slumped after seeing Ning Xiaotong's instinctive movement of moving backwards.
After a long time, he stood up and called, "Song Gang."
Song Gang immediately entered the room and caught a glimpse of Huangfu Lin's flashing eyes, which made him feel a little uncomfortable. He stood there quietly, waiting for Huangfu Lin's next words.
Huangfu Lin closed his eyes for a long time before he heard a faint voice ringing in his ears, "Let Han Shaoqi come over to pick up Xiaotong and leave."
As soon as he finished speaking, he stood up and walked out the door without looking back.
It's not that I don't want to go back, but I don't dare to go back because I'm afraid that if I go back, my decision will change.
"Brother Lin, are you going to give up on Ning Xiaotong?" When Huangfu Lin's figure was about to disappear at the top of the stairs, Song Gang caught up and asked.
The steps paused, and a harsh voice was heard coming out of the thin lips, "No, I'm just letting go temporarily."
Song Gang sighed after hearing this, and at the same time, he felt slightly relieved.
It's not just about letting go forever.
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As soon as Han Shaoqi stepped in the Han family, he was immediately greeted by someone: "Master, I want you to go to his study when you come back."
Han Shaoqi rubbed his eyebrows and had to go upstairs.
He naturally knew why Mr. Han was looking for him.
Sure enough, just as he entered the study, before he even had time to close the door, he heard the angry voice of Mr. Han.
"Qi'er, what do you want me to say about you? I have told you a long time ago that you are not Huangfu Lin's opponent yet. Don't fight with him head-on. Why can't you listen to grandpa's advice?" Mr. Han crackled.
He was almost shouting and talking, and his gray beard was trembling.
This grandson really doesn't give me peace of mind. What if something happens at that time, what will the Han family do in the future?
Han Shaoqi slowly sat down on the sofa, "Grandpa, am I okay?"
"Then what if something happens? Grandpa has finally watched you grow up. Do you want grandpa to send the white-haired man to the black-haired man?" Mr. Han picked up the crutch and was about to drop it on Han Shaoqi, but he suddenly stopped.
Paused in mid-air.
Seeing Han Shaoqi's calm expression, Mr. Han really couldn't do anything.
When I heard about the fight between Han Shaoqi and Huangfu Lin today, the ups and downs I had experienced in the past few decades were not as worrying as this time.
"But grandpa, I can't stand it when I see Xiaotong's dejected look, with no human breath in her body. Even if my power is not as strong as Huangfu Lin's, it doesn't matter. I must do my best to let Xiaotong leave.
That's what makes her unhappy." Han Shaoqi defended.
What Mr. Han wanted to say was swallowed back immediately, "Qi'er, grandpa knows that you feel very uncomfortable, but you have to consider the consequences of doing things."
"Grandpa was also sad to see Xiaotong like that. He was very sad and regretful, but you can't be more thoughtful when doing things. Gunfire is something you can touch casually. If you are not careful, you may even lose your life.
What do you want grandpa to do, what do you want your parents to do, what do you want the Han Group to do?" Mr. Han also recently heard some reports about Ning Xiaotong's deeds from his subordinates. When he learned that Ning Xiaotong committed suicide by cutting his pulse, he secretly felt sad.