EBE Chapter 475 Threat
Chapter 475 Threat
He clenched his fist tightly, his jaw tightened, and after enduring for a long time, he suddenly grabbed the wine glass on the table and smashed it on the ground.
"You'll regret this, Xu Fangli!"
His voice trembled, "You think I only have those photos? Look at this!"
Xu Fangli turned around and saw the pendant that Song Yuchen had pulled off his neck; her pupils contracted sharply.
Song Yuchen seemed to have regained some of the advantage. Although his expression was still gloomy and angry, a slight smile of relief appeared on the corner of his mouth. He held the necklace pendant and pointed the miniature camera that was flashing red at Fang Li.
"You have indeed given me a lot of things over the years, but those things don't really prove anything. Originally, I couldn't do anything to you with just those bland photos, but now... these photos capture every expression you made from the moment you walked in the door."
He grabbed a napkin from the table and casually wiped the wine stains off his pants. He looked up and smirked, "What do you think people who don't know the situation will think if I edit this video a little and release it? What will the Han family think?"
Xu Fangli felt a sharp pain in her stomach. She never imagined that Song Yuchen would be so despicable!
She gritted her teeth, gripping the doorknob tightly, but her face remained impassive: "You're threatening me? Defamation and extortion are criminal offenses, Mr. Song!"
"With all this, who would believe it?"
Song Yuchen shrugged. "Our past relationship is an undeniable fact, and even if word gets out that we met today, it will only be seen as an ex-lovers' private rendezvous. Perhaps Han Xi doesn't care about our past, but what about the Han family? Once your personal relationships affect Han's stock, do you think the Han family will still acknowledge you as their young mistress?"
Xu Fangli almost crushed the doorknob in her hand.
"So, all those things you said as soon as you walked in were just to deliberately provoke me?"
Song Yuchen frowned: "Would you believe me if I said no? Fang Li, I really want to get back together with you. If you hadn't been so heartless, how could I have gone to this point!"
"......Ah."
Fang Li didn't even bother to sneer anymore; how could he still utter such high-sounding words at this point?
She turned her head, her back to Song Yuchen, her eyes chillingly cold. She didn't even glance at him again, and suddenly flung open the door: "Do whatever you want. Let's see if you ruin me, or if I make you lose everything!"
The door was slammed shut.
Inside the private room, Song Yuchen stood there for a moment, then suddenly swept everything off the table like a madman.
The wine glass shattered on the wall, leaving fragments scattered everywhere. Standing amidst the mess, he pulled out his phone and dialed a number:
"President Sheng, we've got the goods. Now it's up to you."
After hanging up the phone, Song Yuchen stood by the window and looked outside. A man wearing a baseball cap put away his telephoto camera, smiled at him, and then reported to the person on the other end of the earpiece: "I got them all, the angles are absolutely amazing... I understand, I'll send them to the marketing accounts right away."
After the paparazzi left, Song Yuchen also left Tingzhuxuan.
After he drove far away, Lin Mo put down his binoculars on the second floor across the street and quickly edited a message to send.
[Boss, Madam has left safely. Song Yuchen arranged for paparazzi to take photos. Should we stop them?]
A moment later, Han Xi replied:
No need. As long as your wife doesn't get into trouble, let her handle it herself.
Tonight, Fang Li's excuse about going to the old house was just that—an excuse. Han Xi actually went.
At that moment, he was sitting on the sofa in the living room of the old house replying to Lin Mo's message.
He noticed something was wrong with Fang Li during dinner that day, and then Lin Mo sent him a message saying that Song Yuchen and Sheng Qianrui had met.
He originally didn't intend to pay any attention to Song Yuchen.
Although he didn't know how to cherish her and hurt Ah Li, he wouldn't have been able to be with Ah Li without his blindness.
In a way, he should actually thank him.
But his biggest mistake was that he still wouldn't give up even now!
Han Xi frowned slightly and sent a message to Lin Mo: [Tell Han's PR team that they don't need to pay attention to any negative news about Madam. They only need to do one thing: if they see any negative information about Song Yuchen, regardless of whether it's true or false, put it all on the trending topics!]
"Xiujin, what happened? Why do you look so serious?"
This was the first time Han Yi had returned to his old house since he was double-crossed in Singapore.
If it weren't for the fact that it was nearing the end of the year and his family had to come back, he wouldn't want to see his nephew at all.
Han Yi tried his best to act nonchalant and asked.
After sending the message, Han Xi put away his phone, picked up his teacup, took a sip, and said calmly, "It's nothing. Ali used to have a dog that started biting its owner recently. I asked Lin Mo to deal with it."
"..." Han Yi paused slightly and looked at Han Shuo beside him.
Han Shuo had been injured, but he recovered relatively quickly. Although his face was still somewhat pale, he was basically able to take care of himself in daily life.
A strange smile tugged at his pale face: "Speaking of which, I haven't met my niece-in-law yet. She likes to keep dogs?"
"Okay."
Han Shuo laughed: "Why didn't she come back with you? It would have been better if I, her fourth uncle, had met her. You two are getting married soon, and as an elder, I've prepared a big red envelope for my niece-in-law."
"Fourth Uncle, don't worry, just be prepared. We're all family, and we'll have a chance to give her one sooner or later."
"You little rascal, you're not exactly polite."
Han Shuo smiled. At this moment, Han Guodong came downstairs, followed by Han Ming, who looked ashamed.
"What are you two chatting about? You seem to be having so much fun, uncle and nephew?"
When Han Guodong arrived, the atmosphere in the living room subtly changed. Although Han Shuo's smile remained the same, those who knew him well could sense the dark undercurrent in his eyes.
Han Yi lowered his eyes and remained silent. Han Shuo said, "You son of a bitch, you've really changed now that you have a wife. You've become protective of your own."
Han Guodong glanced at Han Xi, whose eyes were lowered and whose expression was unreadable, and said with a faint smile, "It's a good thing that you know how to protect your wife. Besides, Fang Li is a kind girl. If Xiu Jin doesn't protect her, she might be bullied."
Han Shuo: "Who would dare to bully our Han family's daughter-in-law? If you ask me, this wedding should be held as soon as possible, and announced to the world. I want to see who dares to have any wicked thoughts!"
"Do you think this is some lawless place like Mamba, where you can do whatever you want?"
Han Guodong glanced at Han Shuo, sat down and said, "When you're in China, you have to abide by the rules. Don't blame me for not reminding you. Take this time back to relax and don't get into any crooked thoughts or cause any trouble."
“I know, Dad, I’m over forty years old, don’t always treat me like a child.”
“If you were more composed, would I like to lecture you? Don’t think I don’t know what you’ve done in Mamba all these years. You don’t listen to me, and you don’t listen to Xiu Jin either. Sooner or later you will pay the price for your mistakes.”