Chapter 1147: Chapter 1147: His Silence Equals Consent Chapter 1147: Chapter 1147: His Silence Equals Consent Qin Youxuan’s gaze flickered and dodged for a mont before she softly shook her head, “Nothing, just thinking about Dan Hanxi, reminded of so things.”
“…”
“Last ti, he let listen to a recording of you and Dan Rong, Hanjie. Are you really hiding sothing from ?”
“I’m going to check on the kitten upstairs.”
Dan Hanjie’s gaze flashed as he abruptly stood up from the sofa. Just as he stepped out, Qin Youxuan grabbed hold of his arm.
Her grip was strong, her fingertips turning white with tension.
“I just want to know the truth.”
“…”
“I already know that my mom and dad split up back then because of Dan Rong’s sches. Even my mother’s death was orchestrated by him. To stop my parents from being together, he stooped to any low behind the scenes. You knew all this before Dan Rong died, didn’t you?”
“…”
Dan Hanjie stood in front of her, his tall fra emanating a trace of stiffness.
He turned around, his eyes fixed on her angry face.
His silence was tantamount to an admission.
Qin Youxuan suddenly sprang up from the sofa, her hand beside her clenched into a fist.
“Why didn’t you tell ? Why did you keep it from ? And you even took to attend Dan Rong’s funeral! If I had known sooner, I would definitely have brought a shovel that day to dig up his grave!”
“…”
Dan Hanjie narrowed his devilish eyes, reaching out his hand. As soon as he was about to touch her, Qin Youxuan dodged away.
Anger filled her eyes, now tinged with an indescribable coldness.
“I told you not to go there…”
“But you never told he was the murderer who killed my mother and made lose my family.” Qin Youxuan cried out uncontrollably, her hands cupping her face as she crouched down to the floor.
“My enemy was so close to , and I knew nothing. I even laid flowers on Dan Rong’s grave… Hanjie, do you know how every ti I think of this, my heart feels like it’s been set on fire, wishing I could kill every mber of the Dan Family to vent my anger!”
“…”
Dan Hanjie’s body shuddered, his enchanting eyes locked firmly on her.
What did she just say?
Kill every mber of the Dan Family, including him, right?
Dan Hanjie’s fingers curled into a fist, the knuckles cracking.
“So, you’re trying to tell that because I’m that man’s son, you hate too?”
“…”
Qin Youxuan’s gaze stalled, realizing what she had just said.
Frozen on the spot, her lips parted but unable to utter a word.
She watched powerlessly as Hanjie turned and stepped out of sight.
A knife seed to stab into Qin Youxuan’s heart, a breathless, throbbing pain.
Her petite body scrambled up from the ground and chased after him.
She burst into the bedroom to find he wasn’t there.
Nor was he in the study.
Qin Youxuan leaned against the doorway of the study, brain blank for a second.
About three seconds later, she abruptly rembered sothing and ran toward the nursery.
Cautiously opening the door, she saw the man sitting by the crib, her heart dropping back into her chest from her throat.
Dan Hanjie’s towering figure sat in front of the tiny crib, which sagged under his weight.
His alluring face was hidden in the darkness, his expression indecipherable, but his solitary silhouette exuded an elusive desolation.
His gaze intently fixed on the little guy lying in the crib, gnawing on his fist.
Tingye seed to sense his father’s displeasure, looking at him with open eyes, yet without crying or fussing.
The soft glow highlighted the pink, adorable blush on his tender little cheeks.
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