I Want To Move In Next Door
Chapter 775: Your Beloved Wife, Will be Exposed on the Street (1)_1

Chapter 775: Chapter 775: Your Beloved Wife, Will be Exposed on the Street (1)_1

Yet before the snow managed to fall on Xia Wan’an’s face, a shadowy figure blocked her path.

She didn’t feel the expected frosty chill. Xia Wan’an, covering her face with her hand, couldn’t help but frown.

Had Han Zhijin suddenly decided to act like a human?

Just as the surprise flashed across Xia Wan’an’s mind, Han Zhijin spoke up, devoid of his previous arrogance. "Un...uncle, why...why are you here?"

Uncle?

Hearing these three words, Xia Wan’an seemed to realize something. She quickly lowered her hand and looked ahead.

Han Jingnian had appeared before her without her knowing when. A large patch of white - the result of Han Zhijin’s handiwork - adorned his chest.

So it wasn’t Han Zhijin who decided to act like a human, but Han Jingnian who stood in front of her?

Han Jingnian silently stared at Han Zhijin without uttering a word.

Under Han Jingnian’s gaze, Han Zhijin’s neck gradually shrank. "Uncle, Miss Xia and I were just joking around. I didn’t mean to throw all the snow. It’s because you suddenly appeared, and I got scared and trembled..."

Han Jingnian remained silent, but the intensity in his eyes grew significantly.

Unable to withstand his direct gaze, Han Zhijin blurted out: "Uncle, I apologize. Can’t I just go home, face the wall, and reflect on my wrongdoings?"

"Thirty-six hours," finally, Han Jingnian broke his silence upon hearing Han Zhijin’s words.

Thirty-six hours?!

Han Zhijin wanted to protest, but upon catching Han Jingnian’s stern glance, he quickly changed his tune: "Oh."

Han Jingnian didn’t say another word, but he glanced at the car behind him, signaling for Han Zhijin to leave.

With a glance at Xia Wanwan standing next to Han Jingnian, Han Zhijin hesitated, reluctant to leave his uncle alone with this crafty woman late at night. However, when Jingnian’s gaze turned severe, he unwillingly opened the car door and got into the vehicle.

Before stepping on the gas, he rolled down his window and said, "Uncle, I’ll send you a video when I’m reflecting on my behaviour facing a wall."

Han Jingnian paid no heed to Han Zhijin and turned his attention to Xia Wan’an, "Miss Xia..."

At the sound of his name, Han Zhijin seemed to realize something mid sentence, "Uncle, did you block my bank card?!"

Interrupted by Han Zhijin, Han Jingnian glanced at his nephew with displeasure.

Seeing how Han Jingnian reacted, Han Zhijin realized he had guessed correctly.

No, he was slow. He should have known it was his uncle’s doing. He was pissed at him for frivolously bidding on things!

"Uncle, you’ve gone too far! Way too far!"

"Really?" Han Jingnian replied casually to Han Zhijin’s outrage, "There’s more to come, want to hear it?"

Han Zhijin was speechless: ’...’

Seeing his stupefied nephew, Jingnian glanced at his ostentatious yellow sports car and said softly, "If you waste any more time here, I’m afraid you won’t be able to drive home. Then your beloved wife will be stranded on the streets!"

As Han Jingnian’s words sunk in, Han Zhijin, belatedly noticed his fuel gauge was indicating it was time to fill up, despite having filled the tank earlier.

Where had his petrol gone? Damn it! During the evening party, someone must have drained his fuel on his uncle’s orders?!

In Han Zhijin’s dumbfounded silence, Han Jingnian spoke up again nonchalantly, "Don’t forget, you’re penniless right now... And I’ve already notified everyone not to lend you money."

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