Chapter 421: Is Wanye with you?

you prove that Late was framed by Jiang Qingran” Old Master He puffed out his chest and glared, “If you can’t prove her innocence, then Hanchuan marrying her would make him appear to have married a m...For three minutes straight, no one came to open the door.

Lin Nalu bit her lip, the uneasiness in her heart grew stronger. Just as she was thinking about which acquaintance might be on the police side, her phone rang.

It was He Hanchuan who called.

She picked up the phone, and He Hanchuan's slightly cool voice came from the other end, "Where are you Is Xiang Wan with you"

"Without… I’m going to call the police."

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Upon hearing this, a flash of anger appeared in He Hanchuan's eyes. He hung up the phone directly and then dialed the number of the head bodyguard and his men.

But without exception, all of these phone numbers that were previously reachable now prompt "number unavailable."

His grandmother's side made a move, but it wasn't according to the previous plan. They took away Helo instead, and no one knows what they want to do.

He Hanchuan clenched his phone tightly, his temples throbbing.

I shouldn't have agreed to A-Wai's plan in the first place. We should just stick to the original plan and reel in the bigger fish later!

If something were to happen to A-Wan, even if Yao Shufen was his biological grandmother, he would never let her off the hook!

The cold air inside the car spread unchecked, pressing down on people's nerves.

The driver didn't know what was going on, but seeing him like that in the rearview mirror still scared him, "Hello...Mr. He, where are we going now"

"My grandmother's place." He Hanchuan's expression was the same as usual, but his eyes were churning with a storm. Each word was almost squeezed out from his throat.

The driver responded without a word, immediately starting the car and driving towards Yao Shufen's villa.

On the way, He Hanchuan called his two uncles and asked them to bring people to Yao Shufen's villa.

The car stopped in front of the villa. He Hanchuan got out of the car with a blank expression and walked straight into the villa. The driver followed closely behind him.

"Mr. He" The maid was surprised to see him, "Please have a seat in the living room for now, I'll go find Mrs. Yao right away."

He Hanchuan didn't even glance at her. After going in, he coldly picked up an antique vase and smashed it on the ground.

After smashing that one, he didn't even blink an eye as he picked up another vase.

The maid was terrified, seeing him still smashing it, she rushed forward to stop him, "Mr. He, this vase was bought by Madam Yao for hundreds of thousands at an auction, she cherishes it the most."

"Which one do you like best" Helian Chuan held the vase and asked coldly.

The servant was sweating bullets, his back slick with cold sweat. He stammered, “Yes, this vase is Mrs. Yao’s favorite. And those pieces of jewelry, they are all antique pieces she bought at auction. She absolutely adores them…”

Before he could finish his words, He Hanchuan let out a cold snort and smashed the vase in his hand to the ground. Then, he went to get the few things the servant had mentioned.

These are all porcelain items, if they were to be dropped on the ground, it would be a complete disaster!

If Mrs. Yao knew that it was him who told Mr. He, she would surely not be pleased about this.

The maid was so frightened that her eyes turned red, and tears welled up in her eyes. "Mr. He, these..."

"Get out!" He Hanchuan glared at him coldly, like a devil crawling out of hell, fierce and sinister, making one's bones ache.

The servant's mouth opened and closed, but no words came out. His limbs trembled uncontrollably, and he didn't dare to stop him any longer.

Seeing this, others dared not step forward to stop him, fearing that He Hanchuan would vent his anger on them.

The antique shattered with a cacophony of sounds, each crack sending shivers down the servants' spines. Someone went to call Yao Shufen and Cui Jun, while everyone else stood in the living room, holding their breath in petrified silence, beads of sweat forming on their foreheads.

Yao Shufen was taking off her makeup, letting Cui Jun come over first.

"Hanchuan, what's wrong Why are you so angry" Cui Jun saw the broken antique shards on the ground, and a look of pain flashed across his face before he smiled and walked up to Hanchuan, wanting to pat him on the shoulder.

But his shoulder wasn't touched, he was lifted up by the collar of his shirt being grabbed by He Hanchuan.

His feet left the ground, his neck constricted by the collar, and he gasped for air, turning red in the face from the shortness of breath.

Cuijun could no longer maintain the smile on his face, desperately clawing at He Hanchuan's hand. If this continued, he felt like he would suffocate to death.

But his strength was no match for He Hanchuan's at all. He couldn't break free, and instead was lifted even higher. The collar tightened around his neck, and he instinctively began to stick out his tongue. He was suffering immensely.

"Where's Xiang Wan" He Hanchuan gripped his collar, his eyes like poisoned nails, fixed on Cui Jun.

Cui Jun, due to lack of oxygen, his brain was blank, unable to think at all. All he wanted was to pry open He Hanchuan's hand and take a few deep breaths.

"I ask you again, where is Yuan Wan" He Hanchuan's eyes were bloodshot, his gaze crimson, a far cry from the calculating business prodigy he usually was.

As soon as Yao Shufen reached the stairwell, she saw this scene. She didn't even bother sticking on her face mask; she ripped it off and threw it on the ground.

"Hanchuan, let him go!"

She ran down, grabbing He Hanchuan's hand, but his hand was steady as an eagle's claw, not moving at all.

Ge Hanchuan turned his head and gave her a cold look, then with a bang, he threw Cui Jun heavily to the ground.

Cui Jun fell to the ground, his tailbone stinging from the impact. He couldn't even care about the pain though, he clutched his throat and coughed violently. For a moment, he truly thought he was going to die!

"Dearest, how are you" Yao Shufen squatted down and patted his back with concern.

Cuijun clutched his throat, coughing and gasping for air, too choked up to speak.

"Where is Wanye" He Hanchuan looked down at them, his crimson eyes filled with endless ferocity, "Grandma better think carefully before she speaks, or else..."

He let out a cold snort, his gaze like a blade fixed on Cui Jun, "I'll make him wish he were dead!"

"You dare!" Yao Shufen stood up, angrily shouting.

He Hanchuan let out a cold sneer, kicking Cui Jun who had just gotten up to the ground with his foot. His leather shoe pressed down on him, "You can try, I dare you, or not."

Threaten people, think she's the only one who would

Yao Shufen only had a moment of confusion, quickly regaining her composure. "I don't know Xiang Wan at all. At most, I know she exists because of you. What do you want from me if she's gone"

She still looked as noble and elegant as ever, but the clear palm print on her face added a touch of dishevelment to her appearance.

He Hanchuan asked a question, and he wouldn't ask more than three times. Seeing that she was still pretending to be clueless, he frowned and bent down to pick up a shard of the broken vase, then pulled Cui Jun up.

"What do you want to do!" Faced with this, Yao Shufen couldn't stay calm at all.

He ignored her completely, holding onto Cui Jun with one hand while using the other to hold a shard of glass and cut at his throat.

"Han Chuan, what are you doing He's your grandfather!" Yao Shufen walked over and tried to pull Han Chuan away, but she couldn't budge him.

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