Suffering: Let Them Have A Taste

Lan Anran appeared generous and didn't seem unwilling at all.

Lan Tingyun was moved by her words. "Anran, you…"

Lan Anran glanced at Lan Tingyun with a look of admiration and said, "I don't believe you would hurt me. You are our big tree and will keep us safe."

"Okay, okay, good girl. Don't worry, I will make you proud."

Lan Tingyun looked at his clear-eyed daughter with a touch of heartache. He was upset and proud at the same time for having such a sensible daughter.

Xu Yanshan, who saw this scene, was furious.

Today, when she heard that her brother had brought Lan Anran back, she had rushed over in hopes to ruin their father-daughter relationship.

In the end, it backfired and she ended up bringing them closer.

Xu Yanshan clenched her fists, but maintained a smile on her face. She said softly, "When I came, I was afraid that Anran would be unsensible and annoy you, but I don't have to worry now that I've seen your harmonious relationship."

"But Second Aunt, why do you seem unhappy?" Lan Anran kept her smile and looked at Xu Yanshan coldly.

"How, how could that be? Of course I'm happy." Xu Yanshan laughed awkwardly. "I shall not disturb your family reunion. I have something to do and will leave right away."

Lan Anran watched as Xu Yanshan escaped and a sneer lifted the corner of her mouth.

In her past life, Xu Yanshan had appeared close to her, complimenting her in various ways and treating her kindly, but in reality, she had been indulging her and teaching her to behave imprudently.

Xu Yanshan praised her regardless of what she did, causing her to become arrogant and selfish, committing all kinds of irreparable mistakes.

Since she had a chance to relive this lifetime, she wouldn't let these malicious people off so easily.

She would give them a taste of the suffering she had endured.

But, before that…

"Dad, let's visit Mom at the hospital. I haven't seen her yet," Lan Anran said carefully.

"Ah? Sure, sure, but you just came back, don't you want to rest?" Lan Tingyun looked at his obedient daughter with heartache.

He wanted Anran to visit her mother, but hadn't mentioned it as he was afraid she would be too tired from all the travelling.

"It's alright Dad, I'm in good health. I just want to see her soon."

Lan Anran smiled.

"Then I'm going too, I want to see Mom too," Lan Yanran suddenly stood up and said.

"Yanran, is your leg okay?" Lan Tingyun looked at his leg and frowned.

"It'll be alright. Dad, you and Yanran wait here, I'll be right back."

Lan Anran turned and ran upstairs. When she and Yanran went to her bedroom just now, she left her small backpack there.

A few minutes later, Lan Anran ran down carrying her small bag and a small white box in her hand.

She knelt on one knee in front of Lan Yanran and carefully placed Yanran's feet on her knees. She dug a small piece of green paste from the white box in her hand and gently smeared it over Yanran's ankle.

"This is an ointment gifted to me by the people from the village. It is especially effective for treating bruises and sprains," Lan Anran explained quietly, slowly rubbing the palm of her hand around Yanran's ankle.

"Yanran, try and see if it still hurts."

Lan Yanran stood up skeptically, slowly placed his feet on the ground, and stepped lightly…

"It doesn't hurt anymore. Dad, my ankle doesn't hurt anymore! This ointment is very useful!"

Lan Tingyun looked at Lan Anran with a complex expression. His daughter surprised him so much today.

"Alright, let's go visit Mom."

At this moment…

"Young Master, I'm sorry, I have not found the person named 'Zero'."

The incoming person lowered his head in a depressed manner.

"Continue the search."

The man was good-looking. His amorous eyes were slightly raised, revealing light brown pupils with an alluring aura.

"Yes."

The incoming person didn't say much, but bowed slightly and left.

"Master Rong, you're still searching for Zero? It's been so many years, perhaps, this person may have died…"

A flippant voice came from the side. In the direction of the sound was a man in his twenties, his hair dyed an arrogant shade of silver with a shiny black earring in his left ear.

"That's impossible," the man replied calmly.

"Why?" the arrogant man asked curiously.

"Because his eyes were extremely bright."

There was something else he hadn't said.

There wasn't much reason, he just had a hunch that the person was younger than him.

"Alright, you're the boss, everything you say is right. Hey, where are you going?" the arrogant man asked when he saw the person in front of him stand.

"The hospital."

...

Mrs. Lan's ward was in the VIP area on the thirteenth floor.

Lan Tingyun brought his two children all the way up and soon reached Mrs. Lan's room.

"Dad, you can go in with Yanran first, I… I need the toilet," Lan Anran said suddenly.

Lan Tingyun didn't think too much about it and replied casually, "Alright, go ahead, we'll be waiting in Mom's room."

Lan Anran watched as her father and brother disappeared into the ward before turning towards the toilet.

She didn't really need the toilet, but when she stood outside her mother's ward, she suddenly felt too ashamed to meet her.

Her mother was such a gentle woman, but she…

Lan Anran was dazed as she stood in front of the mirror.

She pursed her lips and splashed cold water onto her face. She savoured the cooling sensation and felt herself calm down.

She was back and was no longer the bastard daughter that was bewitched by others.

Her mother loved her and she in turn would never disappoint her mother's kindness again.

Lan Anran's eyes were firm. She quickly cleaned herself up, adjusted to her best condition, and walked towards Madam Lan's ward gracefully and calmly.

But within two steps, she saw a man walking straight in her direction.

The man was slender and tall, with cold, handsome and hard features, ebony eyebrows, cold pale skin, a beautifully curved nose, a pair of chilling amorous eyes, and thin pale red lips that were tightly pressed together.

It was Mo Jinrong.