"Okay, you can go back." Wen Hai's tone became gentle, "You can come and see me once, so don't come often and stay with Xia."

"I got it." Xiao Han smiled faintly, preparing to leave.

Wen Hai said: "There is one more thing, I must remind you."

"What's the matter?" Xiao Han asked curiously.

Wen Hai said meaningfully: "Sometimes, you help others with kindness, but you may not get good results."

"What do you mean?" Xiao Han frowned, "The Qin family is not so ungrateful."

"Okay." Wen Hai smiled helplessly, "just take it as I haven't said before, go back."

Xiao Han felt a little weird. He always felt that Wen Hai's words meant something, but when he thought about it, he liked to talk round and round, so he didn't care.

"I'm leaving."

"Let's go, don't have to see me, when my injury heals, I will find you myself."

"I see, you want me to come, I don't have time to come yet."

...

Xiao Han is gone.

Wen Hai watched him leave, his eyes full of love, right and wrong, right and wrong. In fact, he knew very well in his heart that he just couldn't let go. Even after so many years, he still couldn't let go of the past. Wen Ru's death was like an arrow. In his heart, as long as he thinks about it, he will not want to live until the moment he dies, it is impossible to let it go.

**

On the way back, Xiao Han received a call from his entourage, and the entourage eagerly said: "Master, Miss Qin is back!"

"I know." Xiao Han said lightly, "just come back."

"President Qin is taking her to the hospital now, and the second lady is at home alone. Come back and accompany her quickly," the entourage said.

"I'm on the road and will be there soon."

"it is good."

...

Hanging up the phone, Xiao Han speeded up the car, and soon returned to Qin's house. The house had more bodyguards than usual, and the guards were stricter.

Xiao Han parked the car in the yard, gave the key to his attendant, and the attendant stopped him. He walked straight into the villa, went to the second floor to find Qin Xia, and knocked on the door: "Xia, can I come in?!"

Qin Xiya leaned on the bed in a daze, heard a knock on the door, and said softly, "Please come in."

Xiao Han walked into the room and looked at Qin Xiya deeply: "Is it all right?"

"What can I do?" Qin Xiya lowered her head, Xiao Han couldn't see her expression clearly, but her voice was sad and deep, "My sister is hard to say, she is covered in bruises, and it makes people feel distressed..."

"I'm sorry." Xiao Han apologized sincerely, "I apologize to you on behalf of Wen Hai."

"This has nothing to do with you, and you don't need to apologize." Qin Xiya looked up at him with complicated eyes, "We are very grateful that you can convince Wen Hai to let my sister go."

"Are you blaming me?" Xiao Han frowned. He knew Qin Xiya too much. The more polite she was, the more thorny she felt.

Qin Xiya opened her eyes and said nothing.

"I really tried my best." Xiao Han said seriously, "I know I should rescue your sister earlier, but then..."

"I didn't mean that." Qin Xiya interrupted Xiao Han, "I'm not so well-informed. You can help us now. I'm really grateful, but I see my sister like that, I really..."

At this point, Qin Xiya's voice was choked up, "I feel really uncomfortable in my heart, very uncomfortable."

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