One day later, Mr. Sun was at the funeral.

As half of the Sun family, Zhao Xiaohan arrived very early today. When the sky was just getting hazy, he had already arrived at the Sun family.

With a black Zhongshan suit, slightly longer hair and pale cheeks, Zhao Xiaohan looked in a bad state, with bloodshot eyes, and he looked haggard. When people first saw Zhao Xiaohan, they were suddenly shocked. No one expected that Zhao Xiaohan would have become so haggard after one day.

Zhao Xiaohan didn't pay much attention to other people's eyes. He was in poor spirits today and didn't close his eyes all night last night. Mr. Sun's death hit him a big blow. When he closed his eyes, Mr. Sun's figure and familiar smile would appear in his mind.

As the person Mr. Sun valued the most, Zhao Xiaohan did not find out the murderer who murdered Mr. Sun. This made Zhao Xiaohan feel very uneasy.

Today is Mr. Sun’s funeral, but he doesn’t even know who poisoned Mr. Sun.

Is he worthy of Mr. Sun’s spirit in heaven?

"Xiaohan, have a glass of water."

Sun Ruoxi's voice sounded in his ears. After hearing Sun Ruoxi's words, Zhao Xiaohan nodded and said thank you, but he just put the water cup in his hand to keep warm. However, he was still thinking about who was the one who was trying to deal with Mr. Sun. If he couldn't understand this, he couldn't sleep or eat.

"Don't be too sad, otherwise my dad's spirit in the sky would not be happy to see you so haggard." Looking at Zhao Xiaohan's haggard appearance, Sun Ruoxi also sighed softly. She understood Zhao Xiaohan's mood, but she did not expect that he would be so haggard.

After hearing Sun Ruoxi's words, Zhao Xiaohan shook his head gently and said, "I'm fine, I just need some time to sort out my thoughts."

"Well, you have some rest first. I have something to do, so I'll do it first."

"Go."

After the words came, Sun Ruoxi turned around and left. Today was Mr. Sun's funeral. Sun Ruoxi was busy, and almost most of the well-known figures in Yanjing City had arrived. However, Zhao Xiaohan sat in a remote corner and did not go to greet the guests. In theory, he should have gone to greet the guests in person today, but his mood today was not suitable for him to greet them.

He is an individual, flesh and blood, he is not a machine, he will be sad, uncomfortable, hypoglycemia, and afraid of heights. He is just an ordinary person. He is not like a big hero in the movie, there is nothing that cannot be solved, nor is he like the male protagonist in the detective story, there is no case that cannot be solved.

Although he had rough speculation in his mind, how could he take action rashly before there was no evidence?

"Zhao Xiaohan?"

A man's voice sounded again in his ears. When he heard this familiar voice, Zhao Xiaohan raised his eyebrows and raised his head suddenly. When he saw who the person was, Zhao Xiaohan couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Why are you here?"

The person who came was none other than Han Fei in a black suit, with a little white flower on his chest.

"Shouldn't I come?" Han Fei asked back, and a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"It should." Zhao Xiaohan smiled helplessly, pointed to the spare place next to him and said, "Sit as you like."

"You seem to be very haggard." Han Fei curled his lips and sat casually beside Zhao Xiaohan. After hearing Han Fei's words, Zhao Xiaohan sighed helplessly. He knew his haggardness, but he was even more curious, how could Han Fei come to the Sun family?

"Don't you have a headache in Hangzhou?"

"Why do I have a headache?"

"The decisive battle between you and Xia Xiaotian is over?"

"No."

When he heard the words Xia Xiaotian, Han Fei finally showed a wry smile on his face: "If the battle between me and him is over, I will definitely invite you to Hangzhou to have a few drinks to celebrate. He is much more difficult than I imagined. I am afraid that he will not be able to decide the winner."

"Then why do you have time to come to Yanjing today?" Zhao Xiaohan looked at Han Fei with interest. Xia Xiaotian's affairs have already made him anxious. Does he still have time to come to Yanjing?

"Come to attend the funeral. Mr. Sun and I had some business dealings before. Of course, I came to Yanjing to relax."

"Why do you need to relax?"

"Do you understand so clearly if you have to ask?"

"Yes." Zhao Xiaohan nodded, very determined.

"Oh, you really don't have any pot to carry." Listening to Zhao Xiaohan's answer, Han Fei couldn't help rolling his eyes and said, "I feel upset when facing Xia Xiaotian every day. It's better to come out and relax. I originally wanted to chat with you for a while, but I found that you are more haggard than me."

"Did you lose?" Suddenly, Zhao Xiaohan asked this question. When he heard this sentence, Han Fei's face suddenly became a little strange. Finally, he looked at Zhao Xiaohan helplessly, and then remained silent for a few seconds and said, "Zhao Xiaohan, when did you become so smart?"

"How is the loss? Is it miserable?" Zhao Xiaohan continued to look at Han Fei with interest, but his evaluation of Xia Xiaotian was once again higher. He was already very capable of making Han Fei a headache. It is not something that ordinary people can do if they can make Han Fei lose.

If he was in Yanjing, he might have a little advantage, but in Hangzhou, it is Han Fei's world. Shanghai already belongs to Xia Xiaotian. If Han Fei loses this time, there is only one possibility, Xia Xiaotian will go to Hangzhou.

Suddenly, Zhao Xiaohan suddenly looked at Han Fei beside him. If Xia Xiaotian really kills Hangzhou, Han Fei still has the intention to come to Yanjing?

"Why do you look at me with such eyes?" Looking at Zhao Xiaohan's eyes, Han Fei rolled his eyes again in anger. He obviously saw Zhao Xiaohan so haggardly, but why did Zhao Xiaohan reveal his scars bit by bit?

"I just want to know if you lost miserably?"

"Misfortune." Han Fei sighed truthfully and said softly: "One-third of Hangzhou has been taken down by Xia Xiaotian. Do you think it's miserable?"

"miserable."

Zhao Xiaohan nodded, but a thick and incredible touched his eyes. One third, what kind of concept is that?

You know, the last time he went to Hangzhou, he witnessed Han Fei's strength with his own eyes. In just a few months, Xia Xiaotian not only drove Han Fei away from Shanghai, but also took away one-third of Hangzhou?
Chapter completed!