White Swan

Chapter 51

Three days actually passed quickly.

The performance was still going on as usual, with Shi Xubai as the choreographer, in fact, the choreography of the dance drama was considered to be the completion of the work, and most of the subsequent performances went smoothly, and there was no need for the choreographer to make any changes.

Qiao Fei nestled on the sofa of the villa and turned the pages of the book, absently digging at the corner of the book with her fingertips, not reading much of the words on the pages, and all she could think about was when Shi Xubai would come back.

He remembered that the ticket that Shi Xubai had shown him stated that the plane would arrive at 01:30 pm this afternoon, and it was already [-]:[-] pm, so logically it should have landed.

Qiao Fei wanted to pick him up at the airport, but He Haoyun had been sitting on the sofa reading documents since nine o'clock in the morning, and his posture didn't look like he was going to finish it in a while.He couldn't go out, so he had to pretend to read a book, and glanced at the wall clock on the wall from time to time.

He felt that the day passed very slowly, and since he got up in the morning, he had been looking forward to Shi Xubai's return, and he didn't want to do anything else, he just wanted to see him soon.

The sound of wheels pressing on the gravel road came from outside, and Qiao Fei's attention was involuntarily drawn to it, and she leaned her neck to look at the window.From this angle, I couldn't see the road around the island, only a car parked at the door.

People don't come to visit the villa very often, Qiao Fei glanced at He Haoyun quietly, and found that he didn't seem to hear it at all, or he heard it but didn't bother to care about it.

The housekeeper came in a little hastily from the door of the living room and walked to He Haoyun's side. Seeing He Haoyun working, he stood aside and cleared his throat.

He Haoyun was a little irritable when his thoughts were interrupted, and he raised his eyes to signal the butler to speak quickly.

Only then did the housekeeper respectfully say: "Second young master, the youngest has come and said he has something important to ask you for."

When He Haoyun heard it, he cursed in a low voice, closed the computer, and threw it on the coffee table.It must not be a good thing for the eldest son of the He family to come. Every time he comes, he can quarrel with He Haoyun, and the two finally broke up.

Qiao Fei was sitting on the sofa, looking at the stairs out of the corner of her eye, wondering if it would be too late to escape now.He calculated that it might take more than ten steps from the sofa to the stairs, and if he ran, he might be able to return to his room before Brother He Haoyun came in.

"Sit there for me and don't move." He Haoyun saw through what Qiao Fei wanted to do at a glance, and stared at him with narrowed eyes, with an irresistible order in his eyes.

Before Qiao Fei could think of an excuse to leave, footsteps could be heard from the entrance of the living room, and there was more than one person hearing the sound.

He Chijie walked in front of the butler and entered the living room, glanced at his younger brother, said nothing, but frowned when he saw Qiao Fei.

"Brother came all the way here, why can't you talk on the phone?" He Haoyun watched his brother come in from the door, and didn't get up at all, but put his ankle on his knee, looking lazy, "I'm bothering you too .”

Along with He Chijie came several bodyguards who followed their boss with a cold face.He Chijie didn't take off his shoes. There was snow on the ground outside, and his leather boots left a few mud marks on the floor.

"Hey, did you bring a few soldiers here?" He Haoyun sat forward and put his elbows on his knees, "What's the matter? You have to guard against the master when you come to someone's house?"

He Chijie didn't speak, took off his coat and threw it casually on the armrest of the sofa. After sitting down, he folded his legs on the coffee table and spread his arms on the back of the sofa, just like the head of the house.

He Haoyun squinted and snorted.

The eldest brother of the patron came to visit, and Qiao Fei couldn't sit still anymore, so she quietly moved her body to the back of He Haoyun's single sofa, standing stiffly, hoping to hide herself.

He knew that He Chijie didn't want to see him, so he tried not to look at him, for fear of meeting his eyes.

The nanny brought a good Pu'er, soaked it and placed it on the coffee table in front of He Chijie.

The living room was terribly quiet. He Haoyun waited for a long time and his brother didn't speak. He rubbed the center of his brows in boredom, "What are you here for?" He didn't bother to pretend to be polite, and there was some impatience in his words, " If you have nothing to do, go as soon as possible, I still have something to do."

He Chijie took a sip of tea, put the teacup back on the coffee table, and then said slowly, "I'm here to tell you that your sister-in-law is pregnant."

"What?" He Haoyun's voice was low and hoarse, as if he didn't understand what He Chijie said.

He Chijie remained unmoved, and continued calmly: "It's a boy."

These words were like throwing a cannonball in the living room, blowing up the little peace that was originally there.

He Haoyun was stunned for a long time, then suddenly realized, and almost shouted: "You think I'm stupid? You can tell a man and a woman after only a few months of pregnancy?"

"Whether my wife is pregnant or not is my business, and whether I tell you or not is also my business. It has nothing to do with you. You don't have to worry about it."

"What do you mean it has nothing to do with me?"

Qiao Fei looked at He Chijie's coat on the back of the sofa, and suddenly remembered something. He remembered that when He Chijie and Mrs. He came to the villa that day, even though the heating was turned on, Mrs. He never took off her coat. It seems to be thicker than the season at that time.

He originally thought that Mrs. He was like the young master, but just didn't like him, so when he saw him, he tightened his coat, but now that he thought about it, maybe he was hiding something.

Qiao Fei gradually understood that Mrs. He was probably pregnant when they brought He Ya to the house last time, but she didn't know the gender yet.

He Chijie ignored He Haoyun's criticism and went straight to the point, saying bluntly: "Dad has let you be the person in charge of the company for long enough, and it's time to step aside, transfer the company to my name, and I'll keep the shares for you. "

Needless to say this clearly, He Haoyun can also understand that He Chijie has been eyeing the company since the death of Mr. He, and he has not given up the management right of the company because he has no motive. Now there is a reason.

But this is also the bottom line that He Haoyun cannot be touched. He doesn't seem to care, but the He family's company is what he cares most about.

The people of the He family rely on the company in their hands to hold power. No matter who owns the company, as long as they have this power, they are the people that the He family has to look up to.

He Haoyun frowned: "What bullshit, the company will give it to you if it is given to you?"

"Look at how the company's performance has changed in the past few years. Do you want to ruin the He family's property?" Unlike He Haoyun, He Chijie has always been calm, his voice is low, and he doesn't panic at all.

He seemed to have thought everything through before he came. He Chijie slowly talked about how the company's management rights will be arranged in the future, and even the division of shares will be arranged in a foolproof manner.

"Dad gave me the company..."

He Chijie interrupted him: "Dad never should have given it to you. I am his eldest son. He gave it to you because he lost his head."

What happened in the living room had nothing to do with Qiao Fei, he was just worried about whether He Haoyun would take his anger on him after his elder brother left.

Qiao Fei could almost predict what He Haoyun would look like when he got angry, so she couldn't help shaking, and stood back.

He Chijie slowly turned his attention to Qiao Fei, and looked at him with cold eyes. Qiao Fei was uncomfortable being watched by him, but he could only stand there and look down at his toes.

Half a minute later, He Chijie said slowly: "This kind of thing should be thrown out directly, so as to save you from being distracted every day. If it weren't for him, the company would be able to operate better."

Qiao Fei huddled behind the sofa, trying to minimize his sense of existence. He didn't expect that He Chijie would point the finger at him. He was at a loss for a while and wanted to hide but there was no place to hide.

"Go upstairs." He Haoyun reacted quickly, stood up, quietly blocked He Chijie's view of Qiao Fei, and whispered to him through his teeth.

But it was already too late, He Chijie winked at the bodyguards standing at the door, and those bodyguards walked towards Qiao Fei after being ordered.Qiao Fei didn't have time to escape, and didn't dare to escape, she only took a step back before being grabbed by the arm.

Relying on the presence of their boss, one of the bodyguards saw that He Chijie didn't want to see the boy, so he grabbed Qiao Fei by the hair and dragged him towards the door.

Qiao Fei's scalp hurt like it was being torn apart. He put his arm around the bodyguard's wrist, trying to make him let go, and begged for mercy in a low voice: "Don't touch me..."

Around him he was only familiar with He Haoyun, Qiao Fei glanced at him, wanting to ask him for help, but looked away in despair.

He's not going to save him, he's the one pushing him into the swamp.