"What did you say!?" When Han Ruixin heard this, her mind instantly buzzed—was she really not Han Dongliang’s daughter, was she truly an imposter of the Han Family fortune?
"How could this happen?" Mrs. Han suddenly sat on the ground and started crying, "What sins did I commit in my past life..."
"Mom, stop crying. Do you know why I was so anxious to urge you to leave? I saw Dad pacing in his room, he must be contemplating whether to keep you here or not. If he hardens his heart and calls the police to arrest you, I won’t be able to help you then."
Only then did Mrs. Han stand up and said, "Daughter, let’s go. This place is no longer our home, and it will be too late if we don’t leave now..."
Han Ruixin didn’t dare to refuse and hurriedly followed Han Zhe as they quickly fled outside.
By this time, the sky had completely darkened. After they left through the side door, Han Zhe handed them a mobile phone, "Take this phone with you. Only I will know of this number. Don’t stay any longer, leave immediately!"
"Son..." Mrs. Han suddenly threw herself into Han Zhe’s arms and cried, "I don’t know if we, mother and son, will ever see each other again. Ruixin, come here, the three of us should take a photo together, as it may be difficult to meet in the future."
After she spoke, without further discussion, she pulled Han Ruixin over, and the three of them took a photo together to keep on the phone.
Looking behind them, at the place where she had rooted her life for decades, now they had to leave, destined for a fugitive life, Mrs. Han couldn’t help but shed tears. At this moment, she truly regretted opposing Ye Shu. If she had not made an enemy of Ye Shu, she wouldn’t have ended up in such a plight.
But it was too late for regrets; they had no other choice. Biting the bullet, she dragged Han Ruixin away with one hand, and with the other, she pulled their suitcase, disappearing into the night.
Not long after they had left, Han Dongliang came running out furiously. Seeing his son standing resolutely at the door, he guessed what had happened and shouted angrily, "Rebellious son, how dare you take things into your own hands!"
"I’m sorry, Dad. However you look at it, she is my mom. You expect me to watch her get arrested and go to jail with my own eyes, I can’t do that! If you still consider me your son, then let them off this one time," Han Zhe said with a voice full of sorrow.
"Hmph!" Han Dongliang snorted coldly and turned to enter the villa, effectively accepting Han Zhe’s action. Even if he felt no affection for Lin Han anymore, he had to consider his son’s feelings.
After walking for nearly half an hour through the dark night, Han Ruixin and her mother were exhausted and panting, not daring to flag down a taxi in case the police had already listed them as fugitives and posted their images all over. If a taxi driver recognized them, the likelihood of being caught would be very high.
At that moment, a tricycle hauling goods came out from the city and happened to pass by them. Mrs. Han tentatively called out, "Master, could you give us a lift?"
The tricycle driver glanced at them and stopped the vehicle outright, "I’m heading towards Guihua Village, where do you need to go?"
"What a coincidence, we’re also heading towards Guihua Village!" Mrs. Han gave Han Ruixin a knowing look, and they tossed their suitcase onto the tricycle before climbing aboard.
Who cared where Guihua Village was—leaving the city as quickly as possible was the safest option.
They didn’t know how much time had passed, but they had fallen asleep on the vehicle, back to back. When they awoke, they found themselves surrounded by darkness—the vehicle had already entered a sealed space!