As soon as Xia Wan'an closed the door, he heard Han Jingnian's angry voice coming out of the study: "Get out!"

Xia Wan'an immediately changed his shoes without even caring about changing his shoes, and rushed to the door of the study. As soon as she pushed open the door, she saw the globe placed on the desk, smashing it at Han Zhijin, who was standing in the middle of the mess with his head hanging down.

Xia Wan'an was reflexive and wanted to blurt out "No!", but before he could even speak, the globe rubbed Han Zhijin's ear and flew to the wall behind him.

With a "clang" sound, the globe fell to the ground and broke all over the ground.

Xia Wan'an covered her frightened chest and breathed a sigh of relief. Then she heard Han Zhijin's low and stuffy voice, and said: "Uncle, I'm sorry, I apologize to you for my mother and apologize to my aunt. What are you unhappy about? Even though you come to me, I promise that there is no complaint. Can you forgive my mother? I'm going to ask..."

Han Jingnian suddenly spoke, his voice so cold: "I'll let you get out!"

Han Zhijin pursed his lips and stood in the middle of the study without moving. He was silent for a while, but he still spoke again with a little begging: "Uncle, I, I, I know I'm sorry to my aunt, I, I, I, I, I give you all my shares in the Han family enterprise. I, I promise that even if you don't have children, I won't rob you of Han family. I just ask you to forgive my mother..."

"Don't you understand what I said?" Han Jingnian said, then picked up the keyboard at hand and smashed it at Han Zhijin with great force.

Like the globe just now, the keyboard fell at Han Zhijin's feet.

As the keyboard fell apart, Han Jingnian's cold and horrifying voice came again: "Han Zhijin, you know that I have limited patience, don't let me say it for the third time!"

Since childhood, Han Zhijin rarely resisted Han Jingnian. This was the first time. Han Jingnian said twice to ask him to get out, but he didn't listen to him.

He knew that Han Jingnian was at the limit of patience, but he still didn't want to give up... He knew that his mother was wrong, but his mother made this mistake for him, so he could only bear the consequences of this mistake.

Han Zhijin's hand clenched into fists. He stood with his head down for a while, and then he knelt on the ground with a "thump": "Little uncle, I know that asking you to forgive my mother is very unfair to you and to my little aunt... You also said that this matter has nothing to do with me, but why has nothing to do with me? That is my mother, uncle, you, my mother, my little aunt, you are all very important to me, I hope you are all good...Little uncle, as long as you are willing to forgive my mother, I am willing to do whatever you ask me to do, I..."

"Han Zhijin, do you really think I dare not beat you?" Han Jingnian seemed to be so angry that Han Zhijin was raised and pulled his tie, then grabbed the desk lamp beside him and raised it at Han Zhijin: "Get up and get out..."

Han Zhijin knelt on the ground and didn't move: "I'm sorry."

"Don't you get out?"

Han Zhijin still showed no sign of getting up: "I'm sorry."

Han Jingnian seemed to be really angry by Han Zhijin, and his arm holding the desk lamp suddenly raised.

Seeing this scene, Xia Wan'an rushed into the study without thinking, blocking Han Zhijin's face: "Stop!"
Chapter completed!