Coaxing Zhao Han

Zhao Han's father was too lazy to chase after her. After apologizing to everyone, he left. 

Han Zheng comforted his daughter and said softly, "Forget about a dress. Next time, let Han Qi pick something better." 

"Okay, thank you, you're the best." Han Xiang nodded. 

However, she had not forgotten about the side mission. Therefore, after a while, she walked the familiar path to the hidden balcony. As expected, Zhao Han, who was wearing a pink dress, was crying there. 

The next thing to do was to see her use her skills to coax Zhao Han into feeling better. 

Then, Han Xiang squatted down beside Zhao Han and handed her a packet of tissues. She said gently, "Your nose won't look good if you cry." 

Zhao Han was crying like a mess. When she saw that it was Han Xiang who appeared beside her, she was a little conflicted. She turned her head and ignored her. She did not take the tissue. 

However, Han Xiang did not give up. She turned to the other side and squatted down. She gently lifted Zhao Han's chin and gently wiped away the tears on her face. 

Then, she explained, "I'm not blaming you. I just remembered that this dress was given to me by my second brother. I cherished it very much, so I couldn't help but cry. I also didn't think that your father would blame you..." 

After successfully deflecting the conflict and bringing up Zhao Han's sad story, Zhao Han sobbed again. 

"You don't have to worry. I'll explain it to you later. Everyone misunderstood you. I know." Han Xiang continued to chase after her victory. 

Seeing that Zhao Han's emotions had started to ease up, she coaxed, "Be good, Han Han, don't cry. I know we can be good friends." 

Under Han Xiang's constant coaxing, Zhao Han stopped crying and only continued to hiccup. 

While patting Zhao Han's back gently to help her breathe, Han Xiang was understanding and said, "Later, let's go out and explain to everyone, okay? Just say that you didn't do it on purpose, and we're good." 

Zhao Han nodded and replied, "Okay." 

While waiting for Zhao Han to recover, Han Xiang kept urging the system in her mind, asking how the mission of "Build a good relationship with Zhao Han" was going. 

However, the system never paid her any attention. 

After waiting for a while, Zhao Han felt guilty and whispered, "You're quite a nice person." 

Then, a notification appeared in Han Xiang's mind: [mission "Build a good relationship with Zhao Han" completed. Reward: 600 points] 

600 points already?! She could bear the humiliation and sacrifice another dress! 

"Then help me explain later. If you want to say..." 

Zhao Han's mood was a little better. She immediately became a princess and wanted to order Han Xiang to do things for her. 

The mission had been completed and the points had been obtained. Who would care about this ignorant and unreasonable child now? 

Han Xiang rolled her eyes and turned to leave. "I suddenly remembered something. I'll be leaving first." 

Zhao Han, who had yet to react to all of this, stood rooted to the ground and watched as Han Xiang's figure disappeared around the corner. 

Actually, Han Xiang really did have something to do. She had to go to the bathroom to check if the dress was still salvageable. After all, she quite liked the dress and it was carefully selected by Han Qi. Therefore, it also had sentimental value to her. 

Just as Han Xiang was wiping the dress with water in front of the sink, she saw Han Hui, who had a round head and big ears, coming out from inside. She continued to rub the dress without batting an eyelid. She did not want to have any relationship with the troublesome side branch of the Han family. 

However, Han Hui also saw Han Xiang and took the initiative to greet her. "Hey, it's Xiang Xiang, right? What a coincidence." 

Han Xiang only nodded slightly. 

Han Hui did not think that a twelve-year-old girl could be cunning. He tried to get information from her. "How's your grandfather's situation? I'm very worried about him." 

It was another person who came to plot against Grandpa Han. Han Xiang frowned and pretended to be very worried. "My grandfather... his situation is not good. My family doesn't want me to tell anyone. I only told you because you're my uncle. Don't tell outsiders, please." 

"Yes, of course not. Did your grandfather say to give you the inheritance?" Han Hui pretended to be sad and felt it was inappropriate to talk to her too much. He added, "Although you're an adopted daughter, the old man should at least take care of you, right?" 

Seeing that the dress couldn't be washed clean, Han Xiang sighed. After thinking for a while, she replied, "I don't think so. It's all my dad's responsibility." 

She simply tidied up the dress and tied up the stained part with a small rubber band. She rolled it up and turned it into a short skirt. Then, she said lightly, "I'll leave first. Goodbye." 

"Okay, bye." After hearing the useful information, Han Hui did not continue to pester her. The thought that Han Zheng might steal all of Grandpa Han's inheritance made him angry. 

"No, I have to tell them quickly." So, Han Hui left in a hurry to find his father, Han Shun, to discuss countermeasures.