"Minister." The confidential secretary came hurriedly.
"Whatâs the matter?" Hai Yunfeng asked, hanging up the phone.
"Han Xiaoqiu is here again."
"Donât see her."
"This time, itâs Mr. Hai who asked her to come."
Hai Yunfeng paused. Normally, not even Mr. Hai could change his mind. But recalling the doctorâs earlier words, he finally nodded, "Let her in!"
"Yes, sir!"
Han Xiaoqiu entered and saw Hai Yunfeng sitting behind his desk; his face still showed the handsomeness of his youth. Time had etched lines on his face but had also added a mature charm.
His physique had hardly changed from when he was young.
She still couldnât take her eyes off him.
"Brother..." she called out in a tearful voice.
Hai Yunfeng frowned and asked the secretary to get her a glass of water.
"Brother, have you been well all these years?"
"Quite well," Hai Yunfeng replied stiffly.
"I havenât been well, not at all," she said with a pained expression. "Since marrying into the Southern Small City, Iâve never had a happy day, never forgotten you for even a day."
Han Xiaoqiu never hid her passionate love for Hai Yunfeng. When they lived in the big compound, she once secretly climbed into his bed after showering in summer.
But that night he didnât come back, and the next day she learned from Dong Shuhua that Yun Haifeng hadnât returned because he had gone to find Shen Xinwen.
Since then, she completely hated Shen Xinwen, calculating how to eliminate her.
Hai Yunfeng suddenly interrupted her loudly, "Enough! If you have nothing else, please leave. I have a meeting to attend."
"Brother, then I wonât say anymore." Han Xiaoqiu was flexible, "Brother, donât be mad. I apologize to you."
"I have to attend a meeting; please feel free to leave." Hai Yunfeng got up, and Han Xiaoqiu quickly grabbed his arm, but under his sharp, knife-like gaze, she slowly let go.
She initially wanted to reminisce, but he didnât give her face, so she had to plainly state her purpose.
"Brother, please help Huwen; youâre her uncle, and only you can help her."
"She made a mistake herself; I canât break the law knowingly."
"Brother, you know that Zhou Yuan deliberately framed her."
"Then why did she want to frame Huwen? What was her motive?" Hai Yunfeng retorted, "Sheâs not even familiar with Huwen. Is it necessary to frame a junior before dying?"
Han Xiaoqiu was speechless; she couldnât reveal her hatred for Zhou Yuan.
"I donât know. I donât know why she did it."
Hai Yunfeng looked at her ominously, "I think I have an idea." This matter was only uncovered after Zhou Yuanâs death, when Double Festival accidentally discovered her diary among her belongings.
Thinking back, when Zhou Yuan had a miscarriage, she accused Han Xiaoqiu, but no one believed her. Zhou Yuan recorded hatred for over a decade, and the paper was practically dripping with malice, proving it wasnât a baseless accusation.
This was the real reason the Hai Familyâs attitude changed drastically when Han Xiaoqiu returned.
Hai Shuangjie didnât shoot her on the spot, which showed amazing restraint.
Thereâs no way to help.
"Alright, you should leave!"
"Brother, please help me," she pleaded helplessly. She might threaten Mr. Hai with her life, but with Hai Yunfeng, she didnât dare. She could only resort to pleading.
"I will consider it. Xiao Li, see her out."
The Minister of the General Political Departmentâs office involved high-level secrets. It wasnât a place where anyone could just come and go. Han Xiaoqiu was politely escorted out of the General Political Department. Standing under the May sunlight, she felt chilly all over.
Trying all these methods hadnât worked; she could only resort to her last method.