The sedan has not yet driven into the villa. Lin Ze smelled a cold and suppressed smell through the car window.

This is unique to the Han family villa, and it is also the solemn atmosphere condensed after the stroke in the north of Han Zhenbei.

Lin Ze understood that after Han Zhenbei had a stroke, the atmosphere of the Han family's villa could not remain unchanged at all. It's like the head of an ordinary family suddenly falls. It's normal and normal for families to be shrouded in gloom and misery.

The car drove into the villa, and Lin Ze keenly noticed that there were many more secret whistles in the villa. If it is said that before Han Zhenbei's stroke, it was only a second-level defense. Now it's Level 1 defense.

It is conceivable that Han Zhenbei's stroke made the nerves of the Han family and even Han Xiaoyi sensitive. Sensitive to the point of losing some inch.

Smack.

Lin Ze pushed the car door, and as soon as he got out of the car, he felt a cold from the outside to the interior. It seemed to sweep through his heart, which was extremely uncomfortable.

Instead of driving the car into the garage himself, Fauber handed it over to a suit bodyguard who quickly stepped forward. Then he led Lin Ze into the hall that ordinary guests and even the high-ranking members of the Han family were not allowed to enter during this sensitive period.

There were not many people in the hall. Except for Han Xiaobao, who was sitting on the sofa with a somewhat dazed expression and holding a glass of vodka and slow drink, there were only two maids left who were cleaning.

Han Xiaobao glanced at Lin Ze with a blank look, his expression suddenly tightened, he threw away the wine glass in his hand, brushed the ground and hugged Lin Ze's shoulder, which was not very generous, but could bring him a strong sense of security. There was a tearing feeling in his voice and he said, "Cousin, daddy, he has a stroke..."

"I know." Lin Ze patted his back with a gentle face, and said in a calm tone. "A little backbone, you're a man."

Han Xiaobao fell into a pathetic mood and couldn't extricate himself, just biting his lip.

"Where's your sister?" Lin Ze asked softly.

"Daddy in the bedroom." Han Xiaobao said in a low voice.

"Go take a shower and get a good night's sleep. Tomorrow you will do what you should have done. Lin Ze gently pushed him away, looked directly at Han Xiaobao's eyes that were a little evasive, but more helpless, and said word for word. I'm here. ”

When Han Xiaobao heard this, his expression was stunned for a moment, and then he said with emotion: "Thank you." ”

"Go ahead. Live like a man. Lin Ze pressed on his shoulder and followed Fu Bo up to the second floor.

It was an empty and cold corridor. When Han Zhenbei was disease-free and painless, the Han family's villa was full of gloomy and cold atmosphere. Nowadays, it's even more stagnant and depressing, making it hard to breathe.

Lin Ze walked smoothly in the corridor, expressionless, and walked to the door as if it was none of his business.

Knock knock.

He knocked on the door.

Click.

Less than five seconds after the knock on the door, the door was slammed. It was none other than Han Xiaoyi, who had been devastated and tortured during the week of Han Zhenbei's stroke.

Her eyes were red and swollen, and her face was pale from the originally youthful and beautiful puff. The body that exudes spiritual energy is also a little lazy. It was as if the essence had been drained in the course of a week. Looks particularly haggard.

As soon as she opened the door, she saw Lin Ze standing at the door, and a bright color suddenly appeared in her dull eyes. Even though he did a good job of restraining this emotion. In an extremely calm tone, he said, "I'm back." ”

"I'm back." Lin Ze stared at Han Xiaoyi distressedly, stretched out his rough right hand and stroked it on her smooth and cold face, smoothed her slightly messy burgundy hair, conveyed the warmth of the past, and repeated. "I'm back."

Han Xiaoyi's eyes were red, and tears almost burst out of her eyes.

"Go in and see your daddy." Lin Ze took Han Xiaoyi's cold little hand and walked towards the house. Fauber exited the door very lightly. Pull it on with your backhand.

Han Jinbei is resting.

It could be a rare break for him. He couldn't go through the papers anymore, he only had one hand left. And only four fingers can move. His thumb hung quietly on the armrest of the wheelchair as if he had lost his muscles.

He can only use a spoon to eat.

Let people feed?

Han Zhenbei is not a person who is good at pretending to others. This grassroots tycoon can't accept the fact that people feed him.

He can't put pen to paper now, but he can still read. His brain still works. Although it is not as easy to use as before, it is also very easy to get tired and sleepy. But after all, I can still think.

During this week, especially in the three days after he woke up, as long as Han Xiaoyi didn't shout tired, he would spur Han Xiaoyi to read the documents, read the contract, and then sign it. It's just that from this moment on, the name on the contract is signed by Han Xiaoyi, not Han Zhenbei.

Han Xiaoyi calculated.

The contracts he signed in the past three days are worth a billion yuan.

Not to mention browsing and signing under the urging of Han Zhenbei, even if he watched Han Zhenbei browse and sign on the sidelines, Han Xiaoyi's heart would be unbearable.

That's a billion. In a matter of days, the brain is about to make a billion-dollar business. How tenacious does it take to execute such a huge business at any given moment?

Lin Ze led Han Xiaoyi to Han Zhenbei, who was in a wheelchair, and he was glancing at the scenery outside the window with his spare eyes. But he didn't feel sad about the sadness of spring and autumn, and he didn't worry about whether the past few decades were real. Whether it's worth it or not.

After Lin Ze came to the front, Han Zhenbei retracted his gaze. There was a hint of relief and emotion in those still sharp eyes. smiled and said, "It's going well, right?" ”

"Smooth." Lin Ze nodded solemnly. But his heart trembled slightly.

Could this be the attitude of the legendary great man?

Even if he is in a wheelchair, even if all he can move up and down is the increasingly fragile brain and four fingers, and even after the doctor issued a death notice, Han Zhenbei can still deal with it calmly. There was not the slightest mood swing. It seems that in this world, there is nothing worthy of him not being calm, not calm, and not indifferent.

This is Han Zhenbei's tone. Han Jinbuk's posture?

At this moment, Lin Ze had an urge to give a thumbs up. Give the highest respect to this predator who has long been indifferent to life and death, and has not even cared at all.

Lin Ze is not afraid of death, this is something that everyone, including himself, knows. But he definitely didn't reach the realm of Han Zhenbei. Just because he can accept death doesn't mean he won't have mood swings. When he is facing death, he will still have emotions that countless ordinary people have. When he was paralyzed, he would still be annoyed for a while, even if he could spend less time in the haze than ordinary people. But he definitely can't be like Han Zhenbei. Not at all taken to heart. As if nothing had happened.

"Xiaoyi, come here tonight, you go and rest." Fu Bochong said with a sad face, Han Xiaoyi.

Han Xiaoyi nodded slightly, glanced at Lin Ze with a little reluctance, and looked at his father with great sadness for a while. Fang turned to leave.

"Sit." Han Zhenbei pointed to the chair opposite.

Lin Ze sat on the chair opposite and calmly looked at Han Zhenbei, whose appearance didn't seem to have changed much, but his spirit was much worse. Helpless.

"Smoking?" Han Zhenbei used the four fingers of his right hand to find a bag of Zhongnanhai.

"Pump." Lin Ze nodded.

Then he got up, helped Han Zhenbei unpack Zhongnanhai, lit one himself, and then handed the guy and the cigarette to Han Zhenbei.

Han Zhenbei didn't make a sound. It took a full minute to light the cigarette, take a deep breath, slowly exhale the rich smoke, and joked, "Fortunately, I didn't live to be eighty years old." Otherwise, I will be exhausted by my pride and starved to death. Hunger to death. ”

Lin Ze smoked silently, and did not show too much emotion on his face.

"Lao Fu should have told you. I have another month to live. Xiaoyi Xiaobao also knew. They are slowly coming to terms with this fact. Han Zhenbei said calmly. May they accept it before I go. ”

"They can." Lin Ze said seriously.

"I hope so." Han Zhenbei took another puff of cigarette, but he couldn't stretch out his thumb to flick the cigarette ash, and let the cigarette ash accumulate longer and longer, and said. "Guess who's the biggest reaction when I'm gone?"

"It's not the Xue family." Lin Ze said.

"Yes, it's not the Xue family." Han Zhenbei nodded heavily. "It's the Chen family."

Lin Ze was shocked.

In tonight's conversation, how much information will Han Zhenbei reveal. How many things will be revealed that even Han Xiaoyi doesn't know?

Lin Ze didn't know. He just subconsciously sat up straight and silently waited for Han Zhenbei's next step.

"You just came back, I shouldn't have bothered you. But you also know my condition, and the doctor said that I would live for another month. But who can guarantee that after I close my eyes tonight, I will be able to open them tomorrow? Han Zhenbei shook his head slightly, and took another puff of cigarette. So there are some things, some things that Xiaoyi doesn't need to know for the time being, I want to tell you. Do you want to hear it? Or - would you like to hear it? ”

"Yes." Lin Ze nodded solemnly.

"Well, I'm a bit of a hypocrisy, too. If you don't want to listen, you won't come in now. Han Zhenbei smiled and continued. Chen Yifei regarded the Xue family as the number one enemy on his face, and even revealed similar rumors. But what he wants to collapse more is the Han family. My physical condition was a few years ago. This is known throughout Tsubame Kyoto. But only Chen Yifei is most concerned. Because he is young, he is full of energy. And I'm old. He can wait, until the day I'm gone. As long as I don't fall, so to speak. Even if the Chen family wants to expand again, Chen Yifei will hold back and hold back. He's not stupid, and he's not stupid. He knows that pulling a hair can move his whole body. To fight, it is necessary to fight a war with certainty. Xue Baiyan was still very young, only a few years older than him. So it was impossible for him to move the Xue family. Even strategically speaking, the Xue family collapsed. Yanjing is likely to directly step from a three-legged standalone to a dominant situation. But he won't, and he won't dare. Because he was not sure to defeat the Xue family. Therefore, he will give up the monopoly of one family and choose the situation of confrontation between the two armies. This is the safest and safest choice for him. ”

"So wait until I'm gone. What Chen Yifei wants to do most and is most willing to do is to attack the Han family. Han Zhenbei puffed out a puff of smoke, and his sharp eyes gradually blurred until he was sure that Lin Ze had digested the above content, and then continued. Xiaoyi has to carry it, no matter whether he can afford it or not, he must carry it. What about you, will you help him? ”

"Yes." Lin Ze said succinctly and clearly.

"Thank you, it's not worth it if you say too much." Han Zhenbei smiled. "I've only said this to two people in my life. And in my opinion, thank you for saying it once, it is enough. ”

"I understand." Lin Ze nodded.

"If you can't bear it. Just let it go. Keep them safe for the rest of their lives. Han Zhenbei looked at Lin Ze with burning eyes.

Lin Ze's mouth was full of bitterness, and he deeply met Han Zhenbei's anxious gaze, and he could hear the helplessness of Han Zhenbei's words. A hero, a true man who stands up to the sky. A man who did not stand still in the face of death, a man who counted the days and never complained of despair after the last month. But he could not guarantee the safety of his children after his death.

At this moment, Han Zhenbei's powerlessness in his heart, who knows?

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