Chapter 421: Is W向晚 with you?

disheveled appearance, He Hanchuan's eyes suddenly turned cold, even colder than the snowstorm above."As expected, things have changed."She was startled, lifted her head, and saw him reach out to pull...For three minutes straight, no one came to open the door.

Lin Nalulu bit her lip, the uneasiness in her heart grew stronger. She was just thinking about which acquaintance might be on the police side when her phone rang.

It was He Hanchuan who called.

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

"Without me, I'm going to call the police."

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Upon hearing this, He Hanchuan's eyes flashed with a hint of ferocity. He hung up the phone directly and then dialed the number of his bodyguard leader and several others.

But without exception, all of those phone numbers that used to be reachable are now reminding me that they are out of service.

His grandmother's side has made a move, but it's not according to the previous plan. They took Yua away instead, and no one knows what they intend to do.

He held his phone tightly, his temples throbbing.

I shouldn't have agreed to what A-Wai wanted. I should just stick to the plan and wait for bigger fish!

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 frigid air permeated the car, squeezing its way into people's nerves.

The driver didn't know what had happened, but seeing him like that in the rearview mirror still scared him, "General Hehe, 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. Every word seemed to be squeezed out of his throat.

The driver responded, not daring to utter a word, and immediately started the car, 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 him closely behind.

"Mr. He" The servant was a little surprised to see him, "Please sit in the living room for a moment, I'll go find Mrs. Yao right away."

He didn't even glance at her as he went inside, then coldly picked up an antique vase and smashed it on the ground.

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

The maid was terrified, seeing him still smashing, she hurriedly stepped forward to stop him, "Mr. He, this vase was bought by Mrs. Yao for millions at an auction, and she cherished it the most."

"Favorite" He Hanchuan held the vase, asking coldly.

The servant trembled, his hair standing on end as he was stared at. He stammered, "Yes, this vase is Madam Yao's favorite. And those pieces of jewelry are all antiques she bought. She loves them the most."

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

All these things are porcelain, if they were to be dropped on the ground, they would be ruined!

If Ms. Yao knew that he had told Mr. He about her liking these things, she would definitely not be happy with him.

The maid was so scared her eyes were red, tears swirling in her eyes, “Mr. He, these…”

"Get out!" He Hanchuan glared at him with cold eyes, like a demon crawling out of hell. He was ruthless and sinister, his gaze piercing to the bone.

The maid's mouth was half open, but she couldn't speak. Her hands and feet trembled uncontrollably, and she didn't dare to stop him any longer.

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

The antique shattered into pieces, each crash sending a jolt through the servants' hearts. Someone went to call Yao Shufen and Cui Jun, while the rest stood frozen in the living room, not daring to breathe, their foreheads slick with cold sweat.

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

"Han Chuan, what's wrong Why are you so angry" Cui Jun saw the shards of antique scattered all over the floor, and a fleeting look of pain flashed across his face before he smiled and walked up to Han Chuan, wanting to pat him on the shoulder.

But his shoulder wasn't hit, he was lifted up by the collar grabbed by He Hanchuan.

His feet left the ground, his neck was constricted by the collar, he couldn't breathe, and he turned red in the face from the lack of air.

Cui Jun could no longer maintain the smile on his face. He desperately clawed at He Hanchuan's hand, feeling like he was going to suffocate if this continued.

But his strength was no match for He Hanchuan's. He couldn't break free, and instead was lifted even higher. His 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 venomous nails, fixated on Cui Jun.

Cui Jun was deprived of oxygen, his brain was blank, he couldn't think at all. He just wanted to pry open He Hanchuan's hand and take a few good breaths.

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

As soon as Yao Shufen reached the staircase landing, she saw this scene. She didn't even bother to keep her face mask on; she tore it off and threw it on the ground.

"Hanchuan, let him go!"

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

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

Cui Jun fell to the ground, his tailbone aching from the impact, but he didn't have time to care. He clutched his throat and coughed violently. For a moment, he truly felt like he was going to die!

"Honey, how are you" Yao Shufen knelt down and patted his back with concern.

Cui Jun covered her throat, coughing and greedily breathing in air, so choked that she couldn't speak a word.

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

He sneered, his eyes like blades fixed on Cui Jun, "I'll make him wish he were dead!"

"You dare!" Yao Shufen stood up, her voice trembling with anger.

He Hanchuan let out a cold snort, kicking Cui Jun, who had just gotten back up, to the ground with one foot. His leather shoes landed on him, “You can try, I dare you, or not.”

Threaten people, as if she's the only one who does

Yaoshufen only had a moment of faltering, quickly returning to normal, “I don’t even know Xiang Wan. At most, I know there is such a person from you. She disappeared, what do you want from me”

She still looked as graceful and noble as ever, but the clear handprints on her face gave her a touch of disheveled.

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

"What do you want to do!" Seeing this, Yao Shufen couldn't remain calm at all.

He disregarded her, focusing solely on Cui Jun. With one hand, he gripped his throat tightly, while with the other, he held a shard of glass, ready to cut his windpipe.

"Han Chuan, what are you doing He's your grandfather!" Yao Shu Fen walked over to pull Han Chuan, but she couldn't move him at all.

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