Chapter 893: I Think I Heard Someone Talking About Me

Living or dead, it did not matter as long as the money was a large sum.

And everyone understood this principle.

Han Yuanjun pursed his lips tightly. His brows furrowed and his expression was very serious as if he had encountered a big problem. "So it will be really difficult for us to deal with them?"

"Yes." Liang Mingyu sighed. His expression was more serious than everyone present. "There are ten branches under this organization. Each branch does things based on the amount of money given by the employer, and the people in each branch do not know each other."

"The group that kidnapped Jiaying belonged to one of the branches. Even if we kill them all at once, it will not affect the people above. They rely on the informants to contact their men and issue an order. So, even if you catch those men today, you are not going to get any information about who they are working for, and it will be much harder to find their employer with the help of these little shrimps."

Han Szeto took a cigarette, put it in his mouth, and lit it. He took a drag and noticed that everyone was staring at him. He took the cigarette out of his mouth and asked blankly. "Am I not allowed to smoke?"

"Ahem..." Han Yuanjun licked his lips and looked towards the door. Thinking that Liang Zixuan would not come in at this time, so he extended his hand to Han Szeto. "Big brother, give me one."

Han Szeto frowned. "Don't you have your own cigarettes?"

Han Yuanjun blinked and said seriously, "I do have cigarettes, but my wife checks them every day. I cannot smoke more than the amount, otherwise, I'll have to kneel on the keyboard."

Han Szeto: "..."

Liang Zixuan was very strict with Han Yuanjun.

She even counted the number of cigarettes.

Han Szeto looked at Han Yuanjun with disdain. He took out the cigarette and gave it to him. "Look at your cowardly face. You have to smoke secretly. Look at me. Do you think your sister-in-law dares to say anything? If I told her to go east, she wouldn't dare to go west."

Han Yuanjun just smiled and said nothing. He took the cigarette and lit it. After taking a deep drag, his expression finally relaxed.

Han Szeto took another drag and continued to brag. "Women must obey us, not the other way around. Jun, are you still a man? Do you still have any status in the family?"

At that moment, Han Szeto's phone suddenly rang. When he saw the caller ID, his once scornful expression suddenly turned gentle. He put the phone to his ear and smiled dotingly. "Wifey, why are you calling me? Do you need something?"

Han Yuanjun: "...."

Everyone: "...."

When Han Yuanjun and the others came to Los Angeles, Xia Cuifen took her son back to the country because her grandparents wanted them to celebrate the New Year at home. This was something she had promised before. Liang Jiahao and Qin Yu's wedding in Los Angeles was a spontaneous idea. Therefore, Xia Cuifen took the child back home alone while Han Szeto stayed here.

At this moment, Xia Cuifen's stern voice rang out from the receiver. "Han Szeto, I heard from dad that you have been smoking and drinking too much lately. Do you think that just because I am not there, you can do anything?"

Han Szeto scolded his own father in his heart and quickly denied it. "No! No! I only had two glasses at dinner. I don't drink much, and I don't smoke much either. I only smoke ten cigarettes a day."

"Is that so?" Xia Cuifen obviously did not believe him. "But why are there five hundred dollars worth of cigarettes listed on the credit card statement? Why did you buy so many cigarettes at once?"

"I-I-I... they are for Jun and Cihui! Especially Jun. Sister-in-law is very strict with him. She would not let him smoke at all. Jun had to ask me for the cigarettes and smoked secretly. I feel sorry for him, so I bought one for him."

Han Yuanjun: "...."

When did he ask Han Szeto for cigarettes?

He had been in Los Angeles for a while, and this was the first time he had asked Han Szeto for a cigarette.

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And he only asked for one cigarette!

Five hundred dollars worth of cigarettes. How big was the pot he had to carry on his back?

"Big brother." Han Yuanjun really didn't feel like helping Han Szeto carry the pot. He raised his voice and said, "You bought five hundred dollars worth of cigarettes? Where are the cigarettes?"

Han Szeto was shocked. His voice suddenly became louder. Obviously, he wanted to suppress Han Yuanjun's voice. He spoke into the phone in a loud voice. "Wifey, don't tell sister-in-law about this. Otherwise, Jun will have to kneel on the keyboard and sleep on the couch tonight. As you know, the men of the Han Family are all afraid of their wives, so you should save some face for him."

"Puchi..." Liang Jiaying couldn't hold it in any longer and suddenly laughed out loud.

Han Szeto gloomily glared at her and was about to continue speaking loudly when Xia Cuifen shouted in displeasure. "Szeto, are you crazy?! Just say what you want to say in a normal voice. Are you trying to make me deaf?"

"No, no." Han Szeto forced a laugh. "It's just that I have something to take care of here. I'm afraid you can't hear me."

Xia Cuifen was stunned for a moment. "Did something happen?"

"It's just that Qin Yu has been pestered by Shen Xieren again. This time, she also found someone from the underground world. It's very troublesome. I won't tell you about it for now. Wifey, I need to hang up, we still need to discuss what to do next." Han Szeto finally found an excuse to hang up.

Xia Cuifen wasn't an insensible woman. Of course, there was no need for her to settle scores with Han Szeto in front of many people. She nodded. "All right. Call me when you're done with your work."

"En." Before hanging up, Han Szeto was still afraid that Xia Cuifen wouldn't believe him. He pretended to be serious and said, "Wifey, don't forget. Don't tell sister-in-law about this."

But before Xia Cuifen could say anything, a woman's voice suddenly sounded from the door. "I think I heard someone talking about me. What is it? Can you tell me?"

Han Szeto: "...."

Han Yuanjun: "...."