010 First give four hundred thousand

Depend on a branch of the Lin Family?

Or depend on a top student cousin at Jiangcheng No.1 Middle School?

Or is it relying on such a despicable trick as playing hard to get?

In Jiangcheng, the Five Major Families are heaven, and if you offend one of them, where can Ye Wanlan freely go?

Xu Li just wanted to laugh at Ye Wanlan's naivete, "Ye Wanlan, I'm laying it out here, it's up to you whether to go or not, but I warned you in advance, you can't withstand the Qin Family's fury."

"Alright," Ye Wanlan smiled, "I'll be waiting, bring it on."

She turned around and went to the coffee shop to buy a double shot iced Americano.

Xu Li frowned.

The most outrageous thing Ye Wanlan used to do was to make Zhou Hechen jealous on purpose, but in the end, it was always her who took the initiative to seek reconciliation.

To say that Ye Wanlan truly no longer liked Zhou Hechen, Xu Li didn't believe it at all, they all knew how much she doted on him.

As long as Sheng Yunyi was there, whatever tricks Ye Wanlan used would be futile.

Xu Li shook his head and drove away.

Twenty minutes later, he arrived at the Zhou Family Old Residence.

Today, Xu Li was sent by his father to deliver something to the Zhou Family.

The interests between the Five Major Families of Jiangcheng were entangled, and there were more or less marital relations, with the younger generation all growing up together as childhood friends.

After handing over the items his father asked him to deliver to Steward Zhou, Xu Li went to find Zhou Hechen.

Zhou Hechen was reading in his study. He nodded slightly, "Ah Li."

"Brother Hechen, guess who I ran into today?" Xu Li sneered, "Ye Wanlan, shopping by herself!"

Zhou Hechen's hand paused, and his eyes grew a few shades darker.

"I saw her near the art academy, she bought quite a few art supplies," continued Xu Li, "It can't be that she's hit a dead end on one road, so now she's planning to win your favor by learning to paint like Sister Yunyi, right?"

Zhou Hechen finally spoke, his voice mocking, "Is that necessary?"

"Who knows what she's thinking." Xu Li shrugged, "But Brother Hechen, you must not indulge her anymore, even if she sends another small article begging for peace, you can't go soft."

Zhou Hechen pressed his temples and slowly exhaled, his mind agitated.

This morning, when he woke up in the early hours at the bar, he felt out of place. Normally when he sent a message to Ye Wanlan, she would rush over to pick him up.

Playing hard to get?

Zhou Hechen's expression turned icy.

It's a pity it was used on the wrong person; he least liked pets that didn't obey.

"Hmm," Zhou Hechen said indifferently, "You go tell the Qin Family, I'm washing my hands of this matter. Whatever they want to do, they can do it, they don't need to consider me."

Xu Li nodded, "Don't worry, Brother Hechen, I'll definitely convey your message."

Zhou Hechen lit a cigarette.

The smoke curled up, blurring his face.

Ye Wanlan will have to learn the hard way that only he is her support in Jiangcheng.

**

At this moment, at the Lin Family residence.

Lin Huaijin and Khor Peiqing went out for a morning outing early in the day, while Lin Wenli was at home, immersed in writing papers.

After placing a bag of candy at the door of Lin Wenli's bedroom, Ye Wanlan went into her room to contact Cheng Qingli, "Qingli, it's me. Do you have time tomorrow? Let's meet up."

"I do! Sister Lan, I was just about to look for you," Cheng Qingli replied enthusiastically, "There's an intangible cultural heritage exhibition in South City this summer, and they need models. I'm trying to get you in; don't worry, I won't let you be without work."

Ye Wanlan's eyebrows quirked slightly, "No need, I'm asking you to be my general manager."

"Sister Lan, it's not time for dreams yet."

"Hmm, we'll talk more tomorrow."

Ye Wanlan turned on her computer.

Her computer was an old model from four years ago, and in this rapidly developing age of technology, it had already been phased out.

Ye Wanlan entered the trading platform and sold a few of her stocks.

A few minutes later, her bank account gained a few more zeros.

She tapped on the desk, her eyes narrowing.

If it weren't for the Transcendent Woman taking over her body, she would have had many times more money.

But why was her body taken over?

Why was it her?

Was it a coincidence? Was it deliberate? Or was it punishment?!

Ye Wanlan pressed her hand to her chest and slowly exhaled.

The night was so long it was suffocating.

The night passed unknowingly, and the sun was now high in the sky.

At noon, Ye Wanlan arrived at the Yuting Clubhouse.

Cheng Qingli got off the bus, waved happily, and hurried over, "Sister Lan!"

Ye Wanlan handed her a cup of milk tea.

"How did you know I like this flavor?" Cheng Qingli was surprised, "Sister Lan, what did you want to see me for?"

"We're short-staffed at the company, and I'm here to find someone," Ye Wanlan said. "She's our head jewelry designer, and she can't be absent."

Cheng Qingli was startled, "Whose head designer is here?"

"Mine, waiting for me here," Ye Wanlan went straight into the Yuting Clubhouse.

The doorman and waiter recognized her face and did not stop her, assuming she was there to find Zhou Hechen.

Ye Wanlan had just reached the elevator when the doors opened, and a girl stumbled out, her clothes torn and ragged.

Ye Wanlan quickly steadied her shoulders, "What happened?"

The girl looked up frantically, meeting a pair of eyes as blue as the ocean, and stammered, "They, they wanted me to drink with them, and I refused, I..."

"Alright, come with me," Ye Wanlan took her in her arms.

A waiter frowned and tried to intervene, "Miss Ye, this—"

Ye Wanlan glanced at him.

It was very calm yet seemed to exert an immense pressure.

The waiter's movements froze.

"Sister Lan? How come you're out already?" Cheng Qingli was still happily sipping her milk tea, "Where's our head jewelry designer?"

"Qingli, take Yixiang to the car," Ye Wanlan put on a pair of white gloves, "I'll be right back."

"Okay, Sister Lan, no problem!" Cheng Qingli led the girl to the car, comforting her, "Don't be afraid, have some hot water. Aren't you cold in so little clothing? Wear my coat."

Zhou Yixiang was still stunned.

How did the other person know her name?

At this moment, in VIP room A11.

"Brother Xu, that chick has disappeared, damn it!"

"The monk can run but the temple can't," Xu Lu said unconcernedly, "She's lucky this time, next time it won't be so easy."

"What Brother Xu says is right, as long as she dares to show up, she's got no chance of escaping."

The background music was loud and chaotic, and everyone in the room was drunkenly lurching about.

"Bang!"

The door was kicked open, letting in a flood of light.

A figure stood against the light.

In white garments, she appeared as a blade unsheathed.

Xu Lu squinted his eyes, and upon recognizing the newcomer, he was surprised, "Ye Wanlan? Why, instead of looking for Zhou Hechen, you came looking for me?"

The others were also somewhat astonished.

The incident of Ye Wanlan sending Qin Xian to the hospital had already spread throughout the entire Jiang Circle.

"It seems Zhou Hechen has cut you off financially, and you're so broke you've come here to work," Xu Lu laughed loudly. "I'll give you a chance to make some money today. Take off one piece of clothing for a hundred thousand, how about it?"

Someone spoke up, "Brother Xu, or maybe we should—"

Ye Wanlan was after all Zhou Hechen's person, to humiliate her was to humiliate Zhou Hechen, wasn't it?

You have to consider the master before beating the dog.

"What?" Xu Lu sneered. "She's a fake, and she's already offended Qin Xian, would Zhou Hechen still stand up for her?"

He had always been at odds with Zhou Hechen, who just last month had snatched a big deal from him.

And his brother Xu Li was a fool who called Zhou Hechen "brother" every day, oblivious that one day he might sell off the Xu Family!

Ye Wanlan remained very calm, and she suddenly smiled.

There was a moment of silence in the room.

They could call Ye Wanlan greedy, vulgar, and lacking in class, but facing her face, indeed, they couldn't come up with a single insult.

Ye Wanlan took off her high heels and then removed her gloves, tossing them all onto Xu Lu's face.

"Start with four hundred thousand."