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1.98% Rebirth: The Time-locked Girl / Chapter 10: 010 First give four hundred thousand

Chapitre 10: 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."


Chapitre 11: 011 Authentic work of Princess Yongning

"..."

Before the words had fallen, the private room was shrouded in dead silence.

An 8cm high heel smashed into Xu Lu's face, and his nose began to bleed instantly.

Stars danced before his eyes, and he felt dizzy and disoriented.

It took a full thirty seconds of stunned silence before people scrambled to help Xu Lu up, calling for a waiter to stop the bleeding.

"Brother Xu, should I call 120 and get you an ambulance now—"

"Call what? Want to embarrass yourself further?" Xu Lu snapped back to reality in an instant, clutching his nose in fury, "Ye Wanlan, what the hell are you doing? Got a death wish?"

"As you wish, strip four pieces off," Ye Wanlan said with a composed smile, "What's the matter, can't scrape together forty thousand? No wonder you're no match for Zhou Hechen."

Striking a nerve, Xu Lu flew into a rage born of humiliation, "Who said I can't come up with forty thousand? I'm telling you, stop comparing me to Zhou Hechen!"

The Zhou and Xu families were related by marriage, so out of respect for Zhou Hechen, he would call him 'brother'.

Without respect, he would make Zhou Hechen bite the dust!

Xu Lu sneered and slammed a bank card down on the coffee table, "There's four million in here, keep stripping!"

Ye Wanlan raised an eyebrow, and calmly recited a string of bank account numbers, "Transfer the money first, with a note for 'voluntary gift', and then I'll know you're serious."

Provoked, Xu Lu's hands trembled with rage as he picked up his phone to make the transfer through online banking.

Once the text message for the deposit chimed in, Ye Wanlan glanced down at her phone.

"You got it, right?" Xu Lu, his nose still covered, snapped viciously, "Now strip!"

So long as he could humiliate Zhou Hechen, the money meant nothing to him.

Finally, Ye Wanlan's smile vanished, and she said coldly, "Idiot."

She turned and left without taking her soiled high heels.

The private room fell silent once again, everyone frozen in shock.

A few seconds later, Xu Lu finally realized what had happened, "I've been played!"

He sprang up to chase after her, but in his agitation, his nose began to bleed again, making it hard to breathe.

Someone spoke up timidly, "Brother Xu, we should really go to the hospital."

"Nonsense, I have a private doctor. Why the hell would I go to a hospital?" Xu Lu spat out harshly, "You, go to the Zhou Family right now and find Zhou Hechen. Tell him to compensate me for emotional distress and medical expenses, and let him see what kind of thing he's raised, with no manners at all."

They had all kept a few lovers themselves. Which of them dared to overstep bounds like Ye Wanlan?

Xu Lu's face grew dark, "And get the forty thousand back for me as well."

"But, Brother Xu, you wrote 'voluntary gift'..."

"Shut up!" Xu Lu's complexion worsened, forcing the words out through clenched teeth, "I've noted this debt."

**

Outside Yuting Clubhouse.

Ye Wanlan opened the car door and patted Zhou Yixiang on the shoulder, "You were scared today. I got forty thousand for you, which I've already transferred to your card. That's enough for next semester's tuition. Stop working here from now on."

On her 428th timeline restart, she went to Jiangcheng University for more information and that's when she met Zhou Yixiang.

Zhou Yixiang exhibited an astonishing talent for jewelry design but was unrecognized and suppressed for a long time. She even had to work in a clubhouse just to scrape together her tuition fees.

Zhou Yixiang was startled, "You—"

Ye Wanlan smiled faintly, "You have class this afternoon, right? You go back to school first. If there's anything, I'll get in touch with you. Qingli, see her off. After you've dropped her off, keep the car at your place; I'll come by to pick it up tonight."

Cheng Qingli nodded, "Oh okay, but Sister Lan, you..."

"I'm going for a walk. Don't worry about me." Ye Wanlan exited the car, waved her hand lazily, and walked barefoot down the road.

Cheng Qingli was somewhat baffled.

Could it be that Sister Lan was so stimulated that she went even crazier?

Zhou Yixiang was also puzzled.

She was sure that today was the first time she had met Ye Wanlan, yet the woman seemed to know her inside out.

Could it be that they had met before when she was unaware?

Cheng Qingli started the car, "Miss Zhou, which company's head jewelry designer are you? How about joining our company? Our Sister Lan is awesome!"

"Ah?" Zhou Yixiang said blankly, "I, I am a junior in the Fine Arts Department at Jiangcheng University, still looking for a summer internship..."

Cheng Qingli: "?"

Oh, she understood now, Ye Wanlan had indeed gone crazy again.

**

The sun shone brightly as a white car made its way toward the suburbs.

Yan Tingfeng rolled down the window, and the early summer breeze swept in, carrying the faint scent of gardenias.

He gazed quietly at the green belt by the roadside, and suddenly narrowed his eyes: "Stop the car."

"What's wrong?" Rong Yu asked, perplexed, as he stopped the car and followed his gaze.

At the intersection, a girl was wearing a light green, modernized traditional long dress, with the hem fluttering above her slim calves in the breeze.

The lines of her ankles were smooth, her skin under the sun like creamy white jade.

Rong Yu exclaimed in surprise, "Why is she walking barefoot on the road? Doesn't it hurt?"

Yan Tingfeng said, "Get out."

Rong Yu: "Ah?"

"Buy a pair of shoes and take them over."

"Why don't you take them yourself?" Rong Yu muttered, but he still got out of the car and ran into the first shoe store in the mall.

After closing the car door, Yan Tingfeng then looked up and said, "Speak."

Upon receiving the command, Bing He in the back seat began to report: "Young Master, the information on Miss Ye is very strange. The her now and the her of the last four years are completely different people, like two separate individuals, and we can't find any trace of replacement. We will continue to investigate."

Yan Tingfeng chuckled, "I am very interested in her, a person who has ambition written all over her face is truly beautiful."

Bing He involuntarily shivered slowly.

The last person their Young Master had taken interest in was still lying beneath the icebergs of the Northern Lands.

The last thing their Young Master said was beautiful had already shattered.

Bing He looked towards Ye Wanlan with a touch of sympathy as Rong Yu handed over a box of shoes, evidently saying something to her.

It was then that Ye Wanlan turned her head back.

Yan Tingfeng smiled at her, his eyes seeming to ripple with specks of starlight.

It reminded one of a gentle breeze over the wilderness, softly caressing the face.

But Ye Wanlan sensed an even more intense scent of fresh blood, gloomy and dark.

Like a knife coated with honey, one that would cut your fingers if you got too close.

Ye Wanlan withdrew her gaze and smiled faintly: "Doctor Rong, how much is it? I'll transfer the money to you."

"No need, no need," Rong Yu waved his hand, sincerely saying, "Student Ye, you must be happy every day. As long as you are in a good mood, nothing else matters."

Confident about being a good doctor who could pull a misguided young girl back from the wrong path, he was full of confidence.

**

The setting sun melted into gold, and the evening lights began to illuminate.

"Sister Lan, I have taken Miss Zhou back to the school," Cheng Qingli scratched her head in the personal apartment. "But she hasn't graduated yet, what kind of company are we supposed to start?"

"You'll know when you come with me to the company tomorrow," Ye Wanlan said as she practiced calligraphy.

"No problem, Sister Lan, what are you writing?" Cheng Qingli leaned in, curious, and saw twelve big characters.

Grand and bold, piercing deeply into the wood, the calligraphy carried an aura of its own.

Righting the landslide at the brink, supporting a teetering mansion. [Note 1]

"Sister Lan, if this writing weren't by you, I would have thought it was the real work of Princess Yongning," Cheng Qingli marveled. "It's so well written, with this skill, we could indeed quit the modeling business and dive directly into the art scene!"

Ye Wanlan stopped her brush: "I indeed forgot something, you reminded me."

"What is it?" As Cheng Qingli pulled up the real work of Princess Yongning from their image archive, she exclaimed, "Look, look, it's almost exactly the same."

Ye Wanlan sighed.

The time loops had lasted too long, and back in the normal world, she had forgotten to change her handwriting from her previous life.


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