<h4>Chapter 416 - Cold War II</h4>


    Jiang Run had always hated evil but it didn''t mean she had much pity for people who had hurt her. After all, she was not a saint, but when people''s life was at stake, she would actually hesitate and feel terrified.


    With that said, she put down the te in her hand and looked at Xian Zihao, who was staring at her.


    "I mean, now is a fair society, even if you want to decide someone''s life or death, it''s just a matter of words. I have no intention of feeling sorry, and nor do I have feelings for him anymore. I just feel that there are a lot of ways to punish someone. As with Bingqing, it''s because she doesn''t like to be restrained, so you have to confine her until she reflects on her mistake, but it is different from Han Xuegang."


    Xian Zihao''s gaze was indifferent. "Do you really think I haven''t touched him?"


    After that, he turned around and walked out of the kitchen. Before walking out, he indifferently said, "Han Xuegang likes fame and fortune, I gave him that. What could be more impressive than letting a person who likes fame and fortune rise quickly and fall in the blink of an eye?"


    After that, Xian Zihao walked out. He seemed to be angry that Jiang Run would actually plead for Han Xuegang.


    With Xian Zihao''s character, he was meticulous in his actions and nning. Under the calm surface, he could manipte certain situations in an orderly manner. In addition to being serious, he also had apassionate heart, but on top of that, he also had his principles.


    In front of Jiang Run, he often appeared gentle and full of patience. She often heard about his decisive actions. At least, in front of her, he would put down his identity, smile, coax her, sing "Southern Mountains Memories" for her, and asionally give her the concern.


    This made Jiang Run sometimes forget that the Xian Family and Xian Group were both too outstanding, and Xian Zihao still held some power to decide a person''s life in his hands.


    In other words, he never intended to let Han Xuegang go.


    As for Jiang Bingqing, it had been Jiang Run''s nightmare since she was almost "raped" twice. No matter what happens in the end, Jiang Bingqing will not blink and realize her mistake.


    However, for Han Xuegang, perhaps it was because she had once viewed that rtionship too simply. Although the final damage was huge, she always thought of it as merely a man who had hurt her emotionally, a man, who she had once mistakenly fallen in love with.


    However, was there even a need for him to die?


    Jiang Run also understood that Han Xuegang had fought against Xian Zihao. He had hurt her, but at the same time, he was also trying to put Xian Zihao in a horrible situation where he (Xian Zihao) had no ce to retreat.


    Although Xian Zihao''s punishment was reasonable, this time, Jiang Run was unable to ept it.


    Even though Xian Zihao was angry at her, Jiang Run couldn''t help but walk to the kitchen door and peek at him.


    Xian Zihao was sitting on the couch with a calm expression and reading the newspaper.


    Was he really angry at her?


    It''s no use for Jiang Run to regret it. She had already said the words. Silently she moved closer to him and put her head in front of him. "Zihao ~"


    However, Xian Zihao didn''t care about her smiling face. He pushed her head to the side, frowning.


    Seeing that hepletely ignored her, Jiang Run began to feel ufortable. She knew that Xian Zihao might be jealous of Han Xuegang, so she just smiled and grabbed his sleeve. "Zihao, let''s talk."


    "About what? About Han Xuegang?" Xian Zihao flipped a page of the newspaper. His line of sight was still fixed on the newspaper. He didn''t even nce at her. His voice was still as normal as usual, but there wasn''t any warmth in it.


    Jiang Run simply felt that although Han Xuegang had been dishonest and had taken bribes many times before, he had only officially taken over the Ling Group''s executive position for a short period of time. It was not a big deal in the business world, but the biggest mistake hemitted was to provoke Xian Zihao without knowing his own abilities.


    Although his political rights will be revoked for life, Jiang Run could still ept it, but the only thing she could not ept was the death penalty.


    As soon as a person died, there would be nothing left.


    When she thought about how he was once a living person in front of her, suddenly being separated by the heavens and the earth forever, she really felt scared.


    From Xian Zihao''s tone, it was clear that he would not leave any leeway.


    "Right, let''s talk about Han Xuegang." Jiang Run was annoyed with his voice. The wide smile on her facepletely disappeared as she looked at him with a t face. "Zihao, I understand. I also didn''t want to influence your decision. It''s just that --"


    When Sister Yanmei saw that Jiang Run didn''t have time to cook anymore, she went into the kitchen. Jiang Run didn''t care about what happened in the kitchen, she only looked at Xian Zihao''s calm face and said, "I must make it clear to you, I''m not soft-hearted. I just …I don''t want to see him die."


    "Zihao, we are all people with a heart. Everyone makes mistakes; some can be forgiven, while some can''t. As far as I''m concerned, what Han Xuegang did to me, I don''t care whether you forgive him or not, because I''ve already given up my feelings for him, and I don''t care about him anymore. If he did too many heinous and wicked things, I definitely wouldn''t say a word, but he didn''t do it. He only did it to climb up and we all know that sooner orter, he will fall. I still have to say, no matter what punishment is, is there a need for him to die?"


    "Are you saying that if I killed him, I was a heartless person?"


    Finally, Xian Zihao put down the newspaper and looked at her. His face was expressionless and his eyes were cold.


    Jiang Run frowned. "You know that''s not what I meant."


    The corner of Xian Zihao''s mouth curved into a cold smile. "Run, let me ask you, if I don''t listen to your pleas this time, if I don''t let him go, what will you do?"


    Jiang Run was taken aback. She didn''t understand where this question came from.


    Xian Zihao was looking at her seriously, with a distant look in his eyes, as if he was sizing her up. Yet, at the same time, he also looked as beautiful and gentle as before.


    This made Jiang Run shudder. Before she could answer, Sister Yanmei came out of the kitchen and said, "Vinegar is not enough. Does Young Madam still want to make sweet and sour carp?"


    "I''ll go buy it." This was the first time Xian Zihao had not given her a chance to dodge the conversation. Jiang Run didn''t know how to respond, so she took this opportunity to take her wallet and keys and hurried to leave the house.


    There was a small supermarket at the entrance of the district. Although the supermarket didn''t sell so many items, there were still enough spices like soy sauce and vinegar. Jiang Run went out to buy a bottle of vinegar and even bought some daily necessities before walking back with the bag in her hand. She realized that the difort in her heart had cooled down.


    Just as she was about to return to the house, a well-known figure was walking down the stone road in front of her. Han Xuegang holds the car keys in one hand and something in the other.


    He had long been a passer-by in her life, and even all the memorable memories of thest four years were long gone. Jiang Run felt nothing but pity for him, or perhaps it was an ordinary female instinct that could not ept the death penalty for others.


    Therefore, the moment Han Xuegang''s gazended on her, Jiang Run looked at him as if he was a stranger. She directly passed by him without turning her head back.


    This stone path was her favorite path. In fact, there was another road there, but she liked to walk on this path with her thin shoes, which could be considered a natural massage during pregnancy. This road was very narrow, so when Han Xuegang didn''t give way, Jiang Run had no choice but to lean to the side and say politely, "Sorry, please give way."