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The woman in the black dress realized what was happening, but didn't know how to escape the illusion.
Gu Ran appeared in this strange space, standing to the side with his arms crossed, looking at her slender figure, and asked:
"Name?"
The woman in the black dress turned her face away.
Gu Ran said indifferently, "I have plenty of time to waste with you. You can try to get out of this environment."
The woman in the black dress racked her brains, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't find a way to break free from this situation.
The victor is king, the loser is villain; this time she's fallen!
"Name?" Gu Ran asked again.
“Zhang Wanjun,” she replied angrily.
"What is your relationship with Zhang Qiong?"
"sisters."
"Oh..." Gu Ran nodded and continued to ask, "So, are you my aunt or my little aunt?"
"Auntie..." Zhang Wanjun couldn't bring herself to say the last word, "Mom," because she remembered that he had just called her "Auntie."
How hateful!
Gu Ran recalled that when they were in Chiang Mai, Siam, Zhang Wanjun said she had never seen him before.
He asked, "It seems you don't really want to acknowledge me? You never send me a gift or anything for my birthday."
Chapter 188 Lei Ze gives birth to the emperor’s daughter
"Hmph..." Zhang Wanjun snorted coldly, "I hate you Gus the most, you've been keeping my sister away for so many years..."
"Yeah, that's right, you should hate it." Gu Ran thought her aunt was being unreasonable. "In that case, I won't feel guilty about hitting you a few times just now."
As he spoke, Gu Ran dispelled the illusion, and the scene returned to the living room of the house.
"Speak, what do you want with me?" He used a pressure point release technique to dissipate the chakra in Zhang Wanjun's body, then sat on the sofa, crossing his legs.
Zhang Wanjun got up from the yoga mat, regaining feeling in her body. She first stretched her muscles and then rubbed her buttocks, feeling somewhat depressed.
That kid didn't hold back at all; it hurt her terribly.
Today is a disgrace to her!
“The Lü family can’t come up with five million US dollars, they can only compensate you one million yuan.” As she spoke, Zhang Wanjun took out a check for one million yuan and placed it on the table.
"So poor..." Gu Ran muttered.
Zhang Wanjun explained, "The Lü family is a semi-reclusive family. They usually only sell mountain products and don't have any other businesses. Their annual income is only three million yuan. Every year, they also donate one million yuan to help poor children."
"With such a good family, how could they raise such a scoundrel..."
"The dragon has nine sons... That kid was the youngest in the family. His mother died in childbirth, and the head of the family took pity on him and spoiled him... When he first arrived in Shanghai, he had never seen a pretty girl wearing a miniskirt and bare legs in the dead of winter, so he had some wicked thoughts."
"I do agree with the saying that dragons have nine sons. My mom is quite gentle, but you, Auntie..." Gu Ran said irritably.
"Your mother is gentle my ass! She's the kind of person who roams around with a dragon-slaying sword. If anyone offends her, she'll draw her sword without warning, giving no one a chance to say their last words."
Gu Ran was stunned for a moment: "So cool?"
That Dragon-Slaying Sword came at a great cost; Gu Ran used it once last time and was unconscious for a month.
"Cool?" Zhang Wanjun was furious. "Is this what you call cool? Isn't this just an unreasonable and violent woman?"
"Oh..." Gu Ran silently stroked the phone behind her, recording all these words.
He had actually secretly recorded a video of him spanking Zhang Wanjun.
He then asked, "What should we do with that kid from the Lü family?"
"Pay the woman one million and confine her to her home for five years."
"Is the woman satisfied?"
“Satisfied. She originally only wanted 100,000, but now she wants 1 million. She is indeed quite satisfied.”
Since he was satisfied, Gu Ran didn't say anything more.
Everyone has their own pursuit.
Gu Ran asked again, "Being confined at home...it's not just talk, is it?"
"Rest assured, this is the decision made by Nuwa. Who dares to disobey it?"
Who is Nuwa?
"Nuwa is a member of the Zhou family. She is of a very high seniority, so she is also the manager of the mixed-race family in the country."
“Oh…” Gu Ran nodded, deep in thought.
The legend of Lei Ze giving birth to an imperial daughter tells of Hua Xu, the ancestral mother of humankind, who became pregnant after stepping on the footprint of the Thunder God in Lei Ze and gave birth to the siblings Nuwa and Fuxi, who later became the descendants of Emperor Yan and Emperor Huang.
So...wa Zhu is Nuwa?
That's quite a high generation...
But it's impossible for her to have lived for thousands of years, so the title of Nuwa must have been passed down from generation to generation.
Protecting Su Xiaoqiang within the country should also be the responsibility of Nuwa.
He then asked, "Where is Nuwa now?"
"Top-floor clubhouse."
Gu Ran was stunned for a moment.
It was actually in the top-floor clubhouse.
If that's the case, then Nuwa might have secretly observed me last time.
I should find an opportunity and time to formally visit this Nuwa again.
If he's of a very high generation... it seems like he's another old man like Angers, I wonder if he'll be easy to talk to.
Gu Ran pondered for a while, while Zhang Wanjun remained standing, not daring to sit down, mainly because her buttocks were still burning with pain.
She went to the refrigerator, grabbed a bottle of mineral water, and drank it herself.
Seeing that Gu Ran was thinking, she did not interrupt him.
Gu Ran suddenly realized something and looked at her with a smile, "Why are you suddenly being so nice to me, answering all my questions? I bet... you still need something from me!"
Zhang Wanjun took another sip of water and glared at him resentfully.
This kid is just as smart as his mother.
She adopted a smug, amused expression and said coldly, "Who will beg whom in the end is still uncertain. Don't you need me to explain to your girlfriend?"
“No need,” Gu Ran said decisively. “She definitely trusts me; she’s just a bit jealous and proud.”
"Are you sure? So many couples in this world break up because of doubt."
“I’m sure, because I love her, and she loves me. Where there’s love, there’s trust.” Gu Ran stared at her and said, “Why should I explain so much to you? Judging by your expression, you’re definitely a single dog…”
Surprisingly, Zhang Wanjun did not refute it, because her sister had said the same thing to her back then.
Did any single people eat your rice? You're spreading lovey-dovey stuff everywhere!
"There's another thing I wanted to tell you," Zhang Wanjun said, putting down her water bottle as she suppressed her anger. "I hope you can come home for the Spring Festival this year."
The home mentioned here is the Zhang family.
Gu Ran was silent for a moment: "By the way... my surname is Gu."
“Our Zhang family only cares about bloodlines, not surnames,” Zhang Wanjun said. “It’s my business if I hate you, but I also admit… you are indeed a genius. The old folks in the family, after hearing about your deeds, all want to meet you.”
Gu Ran shook his head: "I listen to my mother about this. She has never told me what my relationship is with the Zhang family."
Zhang Wanjun leaned back on the sofa: "Your mother can't be found for now, but don't worry, she's safe. Our Zhang family will definitely find her, but there's something that can't wait."
Gu Ran looked at her.
Zhang Wanjun asked, "Do you know how to issue imperial edicts?"
"you guess?"
Seeing that he didn't answer, Zhang Wanjun had no choice but to say directly, "In the ancestral land of the Zhang family, there is a dragon sealed away, a descendant of a certain first-generation species..."
“Wait a minute,” Gu Ran asked, “wasn’t it said that the first generation couldn’t reproduce pure-blooded offspring?”
"Yes, so this dragon's blood is not pure, but its lineage is already infinitely close to that of the Dragon King. Once it transforms into a dragon and breaks free from its cocoon, the Zhang family will have a hard time stopping it."
“The Zhang family is hard to stop…” Gu Ran chuckled. “If the Zhang family doesn’t work, then go find Nuwa, or you can go to the Secret Party. I happen to be a member of the Secret Party, and I can help you get in touch, as long as you pay the referral fee!”
“You’re just like your mother, obsessed with money…” Zhang Wanjun said irritably.
After a while, she continued, "You're a smart person, so I won't beat around the bush with you. The place where this dragon is located is the ancestral land of the Zhang family. There are secrets of the Zhang family inside, so outsiders cannot be allowed to enter. Moreover, if outsiders come, the resources of this dragon after its death will be divided among various parties, and the Zhang family does not want to share them."
Gu Ran understood and nodded: "Just tell me, what will I get in return?"
"Serving the family is the duty of every member."
“But I have never gained any rights in your Zhang family.” Gu Ran looked at Zhang Wanjun and said, “Rights and obligations are unified, which is something even a junior high school student understands.”
Zhang Wanjun asked, "Is the Dragon-Slaying Sword in your possession?"
"You want it? I'll give it back to you!" With that, Gu Ran stood up from the sofa, about to turn around and go back to her room.
Honestly, the Dragon Slayer Sword comes at an extremely high price, and he wouldn't use it unless absolutely necessary.
Zhang Wanjun stopped him: "No need. People who don't have enough bloodline can't use that sword, and people who don't know how to command it can't use it either."
Gu Ran was taken aback: "Your Zhang family is so big, is it only my mother who knows how to issue orders?"
"Can't you do that too..." Zhang Wanjun muttered to herself, thinking to herself, this kid still doesn't consider himself a member of the Zhang family, and he has a deep-seated prejudice against the family.
"In short, think it over. You can name your conditions, and I can negotiate on your behalf." Zhang Wanjun straightened up and put down her business card. "I will be in Shanghai these days. Give me your reply before the Laba Festival."
After saying that, she left.
She left very calmly, as if she had never fought with Gu Ran, looking like a gothic princess.
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