Exclusive favor: 21-day trial marriage of the male god

Chapter 298 The So-Called Truth (3)

"Okay, you come to the hospital." Finally, Mu Jianxuan opened his mouth in a low voice, and his cold voice conveyed a slight sense of oppression, transitioning to her body.

Xie Yi squinted his eyes, his fingers holding the phone tightened suddenly, and he responded, "Okay."

-

After leaving the apartment, Han Cheng drove all the way and returned to Han's villa.

Today he must ask clearly, ask Dad why he did such a ridiculous thing!
Han Cheng stepped into the villa and went straight to the study on the second floor with a clear purpose.

With a bang, Han Cheng directly knocked open the door of the study room, with a terrifying aura all over his body at this time, his sharp questioning gaze was directed at Han Nanshan in front of the desk, but suddenly, he caught the bottle in his hand, with a slight look in his eyes. Startled.

What is dad holding in his hand?
Han Nanshan was still immersed in his own thoughts, and he didn't expect Han Cheng's sudden appearance at all. Before he could take back the things in his hand, he was exposed in front of Han Cheng.

"Xiaocheng, what are you doing..." Han Nanshan regained consciousness in an instant, and in a panic, he immediately stuffed the things in his hands into the drawer.

Han Cheng's eyes turned cold, he closed the door heavily, then strode to Han Nanshan's side, opened the drawer, trying to take out the things he had hidden.

Han Nanshan immediately grabbed Han Cheng's hand, stopped him, and shouted his name in a panic: "Xiaocheng!"

Han Cheng's heart sank, he shook off Han Nanshan's hand, and took out the bottle, his eyes were startled again.

It's an air freshener...

What does dad do with air freshener...

Han Cheng quickly recalled the night at the Emgrand Hotel in his mind. Could it be that he and Yi Ren were...

Han Cheng's hand holding the bottle was clenched instantly, his veins popped, and he growled angrily at Han Nanshan, "Dad, tell me, what is this? Is this really an air freshener?!"

At the end, Han Cheng directly smashed the bottle to the ground, his chest heaving up and down, showing his uncontrollable anger at this moment.

No wonder he went to check the red wine. The red wine is fine. It turns out that he has been thinking in the wrong direction all along...

Listening to Han Cheng's questioning, Han Nanshan closed his eyes heavily, opened them slowly after a long while, fixed his eyes on the "air freshener" on the ground, breathed a long sigh of relief, and said, "This is indeed not air. Fresheners, but hallucinogens... colorless and odorless hallucinogens..."

Hearing this, Han Cheng's tall body swayed, and the blood in his body seemed to start to flow backwards. He stared blankly at his father whom he had always respected, and asked sarcastically, "So you sprayed the spray paint in advance in the Emgrand's presidential suite. Hallucinogen, and then just wait for me and the Shay to go in, right?"

"Yes." Han Nanshan dropped the word "Yes" neatly without any rebuttal.

Han Cheng lowered his eyes, propped his hands on the desk feebly, and asked, "Why, why did you do this?"

How could he plot against his son, plot against a girl he had never met...

Han Nanshan's resolute face was calm, the panic just now had disappeared without a trace, he turned his head and looked out the window, the light in his eyes flickered.

"Before you returned to China, the group was preparing for a big project. I invested a lot of money in it. This project has a long period of profit, and the profit will not be recovered for a while. The group's funds began to turn around. The taxes, the taxes and fees are too high, and the funds are tight, I really have no choice but to change the account books without authorization..."

(End of this chapter)