Chapter 132 — Investigating The Han Family

As she opened the door to her study, she met Han Yichen with his hand curled into a fist, as if he wanted to knock.

"Xiao Chen? Great. I wanted to talk to you."

"Me too Mom." The worry in his eyes had subsided because he could clearly see that her mood had improved.

"Should we go to the living room then?"

"Sure. I made you a cup of milk."

"Awwnnn, you're such a darling. How did I raise such a perfect gentleman?" She said, patting his head.

"Gee, I wonder too, Mom." Han Yichen said, using his hand to cup his chin as if in deep thought.

Pei Yueran paused, then she burst into laughter. His attempt at a joke was so boring that she found it extremely funny.

Realizing his joke was lame, he flashed a toothy grin, showing his white teeth. At least his mother laughed.

For a first attempt at a joke, it wasn't so bad.

As they went to the living room, their voices could still be heard as Pei Yueran asked, "Seriously, who taught you that?"

Han Yichen's voice was almost back to normal as he answered, "Yuchen. He's so good at it that I was tempted to try it myself."

More laughter followed.

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A tall man came out of the hotel shower with a white towel wrapped loosely around his waist. He was using another towel to dry his light hair methodically.

The TV was set to a news channel, and the host was reporting.

"...This season is perfect for parties and large celebrations, but you need to be careful. Temperatures are falling constantly, and that means that foggy evenings are back on the horizon. Make sure you drive extra slowly, do not be in a rush and install lights with low beams or fog lights on your vehicles.

"That will be all for tonight. This is Han Jingse at SJ News. Thank you for tuning in, and I will see you tomorrow at 9."

Han Leifeng showed no reaction whatsoever. Leaving his light hair partially dry, he finished dressing up in blue plaid pajamas before grabbing his laptop and sitting down on the bed.

Since that day at the Han family house, he had not seen any other member of the family except his father. He had refused to go to the first house, trying to keep a semblance of peace between him and his father's wife, so as not to upset her further.

But it was obviously not working as she had already made two major attempts on his life. The latest was just yesterday, when a black car almost slammed into his Maybach on his way from the office.

If his driver had not acted fast and swerved violently into the sidewalk, he would have been a goner, and this time, forever. The huge dent in the car was a testament to that fact.

It also served as an eerie reminder of the accident eight years ago. It happened in the evening as well, though he was walking to the bus station at the time.

The accident was so unexpected and grisly that he still had nightmares of that moment. The feeling of being slammed into, of air being knocked out of him was very awful, something he would not want to experience again.

Since his nominal mother really couldn't stand him, he planned to stay far away from her. But now that she actually wanted him dead, he figured "what's the point" and decided to stop being considerate.

It made sense to keep this enemy even closer.

He had already informed his father that he would be moving in the next day. Han Likang had no objections and had already asked the workers to prepare a befitting room for him.

He concentrated on the screen in front of him. Now that he had decided to fully join the fray, he had to be prepared. His idea of that was to collate whole folders on each member of the Han family and their dirty secrets.

He paid a considerable sum to the private detective agency he had hired. They were very efficient as they managed to produce some results in a week. Speaking of which, the reports were rather interesting.

He looked at the reports on the second house first. Han Lixian, timid as he always looked, actually had a gambling addiction. No matter how irrelevant he was, he was still the second son of the Han family, so he definitely was not short of money.

However, the fact that he was a cautious person showed, because he usually went to inconspicuous gambling houses in other countries to prevent his family from finding out.

Coupled with the fact that his father and brother didn't care about him at all, no one had found out till now.

Han Leifeng smirked. If this uncle of his suddenly received a windfall, would he be tempted to gamble away to the point of insanity? He wondered.

That his Aunt, Pan Yinli was an idiot was not news to him, he already saw her performance during the family meeting. She was someone who could be a good shield. She also had little to no secrets.

Her daughter on the other hand wasn't so gullible. Infact, she seemed to be the smartest person in the second house. He recalled the person for a moment. Beautiful and soft-spoken, the definition of a noble daughter.

Although her ultimate goal was to marry the prince of Gaoyi Group, she wasn't as pure as the image she set up for the public, at least according to the report he was reading.

Being rude and mean to her colleagues were only trifles. The main thing was that she had had an affair with the president of SJ news, before turning around to blackmail him with it. She was indeed feisty, he thought.

If he passed this information to her fiance, would he thank him?

Still, he planned to bide his time. The enemy of his enemy was a friend after all. The problem was that he had not yet decided who his enemy was, and what strategy would work best against this enemy.

He finally turned his attention to the first house.

His main opponent —his stepmother was a typical rich madam at first glance, but her problem was that she was too loyal to her maiden family.

She did not involve herself in company affairs, but one way or the other, she and her son had managed to help several of her relatives into high positions in the company.

Unfortunately, they were an incompetent lot, a bunch of parasites and leeches.

He smiled. Indeed, a man's enemies are people of his own household. He knew how to handle her then.

The soft and gentle Han Zhiyi had a bullying scandal break out a few years ago. Since then, she had lain low, and the agency couldn't dig up any other dirt on her for now. Had she really changed for the better? He wasn't sure.

As he scrolled down the document, he subconsciously thought about how to confirm that.

The detective agency had already warned him that they could not do much digging on his father and grandfather, because they were highly suspicious individuals and would immediately know if anyone was digging into their affairs.

They were the ones he was most curious about, and who were likely to give him the bargaining chips he needed, but he decided that he could wait. Once he became strong enough, nothing would be too hard for him to find out.