Chapter 300: Chapter 313: Why not reunite with Xiao Xi?
Lu Jinghan reached out to lift the blanket...
Early the next morning, when Han Xi woke up, Lu Jinghan was no longer in the room. She lifted the blanket and got out of bed, her steps unsteady as she headed to the bathroom.
The rough treatment from last night was too much, and now Han Xi felt like her legs didn’t belong to her.
After freshening up and changing clothes, Han Xi went downstairs. Lu Jinghan was just coming out of the kitchen with breakfast: "You’re awake, come over quickly and have some breakfast."
"Why are you cooking? Where’s Sister Zhang?"
Lu Jinghan pulled down the sleeves that were pushed to his elbows, pulled out a chair, and sat down beside Han Xi: "Sister Zhang called this morning saying something came up at home and she needs to take two days off."
"Oh." Han Xi responded with a sound.
After breakfast, Lu Jinghan drove Han Xi to the hospital. He watched her slender figure disappear into the crowd before he drove away.
In the CEO’s office, Lu Jinghan was reviewing the financial report in his hand when Feng Yi suddenly pushed the door open.
"You asked me to investigate Han Guanghong’s company yesterday, and I’ve found out. It’s a setup by a company from the United States. The chairman of the company is called Song Mingyuan. You’d think Han Guanghong is really foolish, always getting his company into trouble."
Feng Yi placed the documents in his hand onto the desk and pulled over a chair to sit down.
Lu Jinghan glanced over the documents, and the name Song Yan suddenly caught his eye: "Is this Song Yan the son of Song Mingyuan?"
"Yes, I heard he’s also a well-known surgeon."
Lu Jinghan’s fingers tapped the desk unconsciously, his slightly narrowed black eyes filled with an inscrutable light.
"What is it? Is there something wrong with this Song Yan?"
Feng Yi still didn’t know that Song Yan was Han Xi’s senior from their studies in the United States, nor did he know that he was currently in An City.
Lu Jinghan took a cigarette from the pack on the table and lit it, turning his head slightly: "I have to step out for a while, you’ll chair the meeting later for me."
"...But how can you just leave like this, hey..."
Before Feng Yi could finish his sentence, the office door had already closed heavily.
Lu Jinghan drove directly to the hospital. As soon as he stepped out of the elevator, he ran into Song Yan.
"Mr. Lu, are you here to see Xiao Xi?"
"I’m here for you."
Lu Jinghan looked at Song Yan with deep eyes, his entire presence exuding an undeniable aura of dominance.
"Then let’s go to the rooftop. I have a surgery soon and can’t be away for long."
"Alright."
With that said, the two of them took the elevator together.
On the hospital’s rooftop, Lu Jinghan took a cigarette out of his pocket and lit it. Amidst swirling smoke, his deep eyes were unreadable: "Who exactly are you? What’s your purpose in approaching Xiao Xi, and what grudge do you have with Han Guanghong?"
Song Yan leaned on the railing with both hands, remaining silent for a few seconds before speaking softly: "I’m Xiao Xi’s brother. Han Guanghong is not her biological father."
Lu Jinghan stood there with one hand in his pocket, flicking the ash off his cigarette as he silently waited for Song Yan to continue.
"I did a DNA test with Xiao Xi’s hair and my father’s. We are indeed biological siblings with the same parents. My mother was forced to death by Han Guanghong. Do you think I should let him fall from grace?"
Song Yan changed his stance and continued: "When my grandmother was alive, she was staunchly against my mom marrying into that family, so after giving birth to me, my mom never had a proper status. Later, grandma forced my dad to marry the daughter of an affluent family. By then, my mom was already pregnant with Xiao Xi, so she had no choice but to return to China. Until one day, my father saw a hairpin that was once a gift to my mom, which led me to come here to find Xiao Xi."
"Then why not acknowledge each other with Xiao Xi?"
Lu Jinghan tossed the cigarette butt on the ground, the scarlet spark flickered in the wind.
The wind on the rooftop blew up the white coat on Song Yan, a helpless smile playing at the corner of his mouth: "When I learned that my mom had passed away, my dad fell ill, worried that Xiao Xi might refuse to acknowledge him."