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Chapter 870

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Every month, An Ziyan would send someone to give Han Xue 'er a list of potential candidates. Previously, Han Xue' er had no choice but to obey his orders because she was afraid of being blackmailed by An Ziyan. However, now that He Shaochen knew her true identity and said that he would only love her for the rest of his life, she was no longer under An Ziyan's control.

She looked at the list of supporters that was sent over and smiled coldly. Then, in front of the messenger, she tore the list into pieces and threw them into the air.

"Miss Han, you …"

The man looked at Han Xue 'er's actions in shock.

Han Xue 'er glared at them fiercely and said, "Do you really take me for a fool? This list will only devour his Clan's financial resources and empty out his Clan's foundation. You want to use me to make his Clan collapse? Dream on! "

Now that she was the Young Madam of He Clan, everything in his Clan belonged to her. How could she allow others to have designs on her Clan?

That bitch, Joe Qiao, had already taken half of his assets. He was already very depressed. How could he let these people take away He Clan's assets? She had to protect his Clan and her position as a rich madam!

"You're disobeying orders. Aren't you afraid that we'll expose the truth of you framing his Clan behind his back?" The man said angrily.

When Han Xue 'er heard this, she sneered, "Go ahead and say it if you dare. Do you really think I'm afraid? Now that Shaochen loves me so much, even if I reveal the whole truth, Shaochen won't do anything to me! "

"You!"

"Go back and tell Taichi Miyazaki that from now on, I'm no longer his pawn. Don't even think about controlling me. I, Han Xue 'er, am no longer afraid of him!"

Han Xue 'er said arrogantly. She glared at the messenger and said, "From now on, don't ever appear in front of me again. Otherwise, I'll beat you up every time I see you!"

"Han Xue 'er, you'll regret this!"

Before that person left, he left behind these words. However, Han Xue 'er was already very arrogant. She was already fearless because He Shaochen doted on her. She felt that the whole world was in her hands.

She stood outside the window and sneered as she watched the man leave in a hurry.

From now on, she would have nothing to do with that man.

When An Ziyan found out about this, he couldn't help but frown. He had expected Han Xue 'er to be a disobedient pawn, but he didn't expect her to betray him so quickly.

"Sir, what should we do now?"

That person said anxiously.

Han Xue 'er was the most powerful chess piece they had placed by He Shaochen's side. If she was gone, it would definitely affect their plan.

An Ziyan narrowed his eyes. He was also thinking in his heart that Han Xue 'er's betrayal was definitely not a good thing. He Clan's corruption had not been completed yet. With He Shaochen's ability, there was still a possibility that he would retaliate.

He wanted to make sure that his plan was foolproof.

"Send someone to keep an eye on Han Xue 'er. Tell me everything that happened to her without leaving out anything." Since this weakness was no longer useful, he just needed to find a new one. Han Xue 'er was not a smart woman. She had done a lot of stupid things. An Ziyan felt that it wouldn't be too difficult to control her.

It seemed that even the heavens were on An Ziyan's side.

Han Xue 'er was still enjoying her life as a rich madam. She knew that someone in the guardhouse reported that a reporter wanted to see her.

However, Han Xue 'er didn't take this person to heart. How dare a small reporter like that want to see her? He should know his place first!

She didn't plan to meet him at all.

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