The villain is too crazy, the little ancestor is not going to do it anymore

Fu Hanting's style of doing things has always been known for being swift and decisive.

After obtaining Gu Ranle's consent, the next morning, before the first ray of sunlight had completely spread across the capital, the Luo family announced an eye-catching news to the entire city and even the entire country in an unprecedented manner:

Mr. Luo, a legendary figure who enjoys a high reputation in both the business and political circles, has officially recognized a goddaughter and will hold a recognition banquet at the Capital Hotel in three days.

This news was like a bolt from the blue, instantly causing an uproar in the capital and even across the country.

People have been speculating about the identity of this goddaughter. What is so extraordinary about her that she could win the favor and love of Mr. Luo?

There has been constant heated discussion on the Internet, but Gu Ranle's true identity and background are shrouded in layers of fog, making it difficult to get a glimpse of her true appearance.

While everyone was talking and speculating, Gu Ranle had quietly moved into the Luo family's magnificent manor at noon that day.

This manor is not only a symbol of the Luo family's power and status, but also a beautiful landscape in the capital.

Inside the manor, pavilions and towers are scattered in an orderly manner, and rockery and flowing water complement each other. Every detail reveals extraordinary taste and style.

Gu Xiaohei told her that the manor was worth as much as 2 billion yuan.

After hearing this, Gu Ranle just smiled indifferently, thinking to himself that the price might be a bit high, but then he thought again, this is the capital city after all, where every inch of land is worth a lot of money, so it's no wonder that it is so expensive.

A maid in a gorgeous uniform came over and saluted Gu Ranle with a smile.

"Miss Gu, the eldest master specifically asked me to take you to visit the manor so that you can get familiar with the environment."

Gu Ranle shook his head gently, declining her kindness, "Thank you, but no, there's nothing to see. Leave me alone, and go get busy."

When the servant heard this, a look of surprise and confusion flashed across his face, but he immediately returned to normal and retreated respectfully.

However, the moment she turned and left, a hint of imperceptible sarcasm and disdain flashed in her eyes.

Nothing to see?

So many people wanted to see it but couldn't, and this woman had the audacity to say that there was nothing to see. She was just the old man's adopted granddaughter, and she really took herself very seriously.

cut!

Why are you pretending!

The maid twisted her waist and left, but Gu Ranle didn't care about her attitude.

The Luo family manor is indeed magnificent and luxurious, which is amazing, but for a person who lives in a manor that is even more luxurious than this manor, this manor is really nothing.

It is no exaggeration to say that this manor is only half the size of her manor in the real world.

Although her old man is an old Chinese medicine doctor who has been practicing medicine for 60 years, saving lives has never been his life pursuit.

He is keen on buying land and building houses.

Just because she drew a "dream home" when she was five years old, he thought that was really the home she wanted.

It took him thirteen years to bring the painting she drew when she was five years old to reality.

It was given to her as a present for her eighteenth birthday.

My bestie always says enviously, "Gu Ranle, you must have saved the entire galaxy in your previous life, to have such a great blessing in this life to have a rich grandfather who loves you so much!"

She was convinced.

Ugh!

Missing her old man.

If the old man comes home from a business trip and finds out that she's in trouble, will he be devastated?

I hope his business trip can last longer this time!

Gu Xiaohei told her that one day in the real world is equivalent to three years here.

Seven years here is just two or three days in the real world.

But she really spent these seven years.

When I was feeling depressed, Li Shenzhi called me.

She didn't want to answer it, but then she thought again and decided to answer it.

If she wants to go back and see the old man, she must complete the strategy mission.

Taking a deep breath, she slowly answered the phone.

"Bao, you are Mr. Luo's goddaughter, right? This is really explosive news."

As soon as the call was connected, Li Shenzhi's smiling voice came through.

Gu Ranle felt very tired. This fucked up world had trapped her for seven years. She wanted to destroy it every minute.

She chuckled, "Why? No way?"

"Of course I can. I can do it." Li Shenzhi responded quickly and firmly, "I will also be there at the family reunion banquet in three days to celebrate for you."

Gu Ranle raised her eyebrows slightly, "Oh? Did you receive the invitation?"

"It's probably still on the way. I haven't seen it yet." Li Shenzhi's answer was understated, but revealed a kind of confidence.

"Oh, maybe they didn't even plan to give it to you."

"So what?" Li Shenzhi's voice was more serious and persistent. "I will go to my fiancée's family reunion party, whether I am invited or not. I will not be absent from any important moment of my fiancée."

Gu Ranle curled her lips. This guy's sweet words seemed to be hanging on his lips, coming out as soon as he opened his mouth.

"Then you must remember to bring a gift that will satisfy me, otherwise, I won't let you in."

"Gift?" Li Shenzhi's voice was full of interest and curiosity. "Then you have to tell me what you like so I can choose it carefully."

Gu Ranle chuckled, with a cunning light flashing in her eyes, "Guess."

"A woman's heart is like a needle in the sea. It is impossible to guess or touch it. Baby, please don't embarrass me. Just point me in a direction."

Gu Ranle was too lazy to chat with him and just cut off the conversation.

Not far away, a group of gorgeously dressed women surrounded an elegant lady with porcelain-white skin and a simple little black dress, and slowly walked towards her.

With her keen intuition gained from years of observing people, she sensed that there was a hidden edge in this aura.

However, so far, no one has been able to gain any benefit by jumping in front of her.

I don’t know what level this lady in the little black dress is.

"Are you Grandpa Luo's newly adopted granddaughter?"

A woman in an emerald green dress was the first to speak up, her tone full of disdain.

Gu Ranle ignored him. Her silence was like a deep pool, quiet and profound.

"I'm talking to you, are you deaf?" The woman in the green dress was furious and wanted to push forward, but she suddenly stopped under Gu Ranle's stern eyes and pretended to be calm and sneered, "Why are you putting on airs? She's just a godson, and you really think you're a dish."

"Alu, don't be rude."

The woman in the little black dress scolded softly. She slowly walked forward, her black satin skirt fluttering in the wind, as if even the surrounding scenery was eclipsed.

She extended her delicate hand to Gu Ranle, smiling as gentle as the spring breeze, "Hello, I'm Jiang Qianmo, nice to meet you. May I ask, what should I call you?"

Gu Ranle responded politely and was about to extend her hand to shake, but she saw Jiang Qianmo's hand withdrawn subtly, with a hint of teasing in his words.

"You are indeed beautiful, but I am curious, besides your outer beauty, what else is so special about you that makes Grandpa Luo value you so much and accept you as his goddaughter?"

Jiang Qianmo's lips curled up into a meaningful smile, and there was a subtle contempt in his eyes.

Her followers immediately understood what she meant. The woman in the green skirt covered her mouth with her hands and laughed exaggeratedly, while the woman in the red skirt added sarcastically, "Qianmo, maybe she won the favor of Grandpa Luo because of this face. These days, if you want to get close to the powerful, there are really many ways to do it."

The whispers around gradually gathered into an undercurrent that could not be ignored, filled with disdain and ridicule towards Gu Ranle, as if an invisible storm of ridicule was brewing.

However, Gu Ranle still maintained her calmness and indifference. Her eyes were clear and deep, as if she could see into people's hearts.

She smiled and responded calmly: "I am beautiful enough. It's useless for you to be jealous of me."

"I'm jealous of you?" Jiang Qianmo's expression changed slightly, then he resumed his arrogant attitude and looked at Gu Ranle with contempt, "I'm afraid you've had a lot of plastic surgery on your face, right? It must have taken a lot of time and money to get it like this."

"Yeah, who says it isn't? Beauty always comes at a price."

Gu Ranle chuckled, with a barely perceptible teasing in her tone, as if she was admitting but also refuting, making it difficult for everyone present to figure out her true thoughts.

The next second, she changed the subject, "The point is, even if you want to be as beautiful as me, you can't do it. After all, you don't have a good foundation."

This sentence, like a basin of cold water in winter, suddenly extinguished the laughter and discussions that were about to boil over in the scene.

Her voice was not loud, but it was clearly heard by everyone, with a sharpness and confidence that could not be ignored.

Jiang Qianmo's face turned pale in an instant. She never expected that Gu Ranle would fight back so directly and mercilessly, making her lose face in front of so many young sisters.

The air around seemed to freeze, and even breathing became heavy.

Her followers looked at each other, not daring to speak any more, for fear that they would become victims of this conflict if they were not careful.

"You!" Jiang Qianmo glared at Gu Ranle, anger flashing in his eyes, "How great do you think you are? You're just relying on your face!"

"Oh?" Gu Ranle raised her eyebrows slightly, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. "It seems that Miss Jiang admits that she is not as beautiful as me? That's true. After all, beauty requires talent, and not everyone can have it."

Jiang Qianmo was so angry that she was shaking all over. She had never seen such a shameless person who could boast so much in public without feeling any shame.

She gritted her teeth, tried to calm herself, and tried to find a more powerful counterattack.

"Humph, so what if you're beautiful? In this circle, without strength, you're just a vase after all!" Jiang Qianmo sneered, his tone full of disdain and provocation, "I want to see, besides this face, what else can you rely on to gain a foothold!"

Upon hearing this, Gu Ranle's eyes narrowed slightly, and then returned to his indifferent look.

"Strength?" She smiled softly, as if she had heard something funny. "Ms. Jiang, you seem to have misunderstood the word strength. Strength does not only refer to your wealth, status or power. More importantly, it refers to your inner cultivation, your wisdom, your courage and your attitude towards people. And these are exactly what you lack."

"You!" Jiang Qianmo was so angry at Gu Ranle's words that he almost jumped up, "Why do you say that to me? Do you think you know me well?"

"I don't need to understand you," Gu Ranle shook her head, with a hint of pity in her tone, "I just saw your superficiality and ignorance from your words and deeds. Miss Jiang, if you really want to gain a foothold in this circle, I suggest you first learn to respect others, learn to be humble and self-reflective. Otherwise, no matter how many external advantages you have, they cannot cover up the emptiness and poverty in your heart."

Jiang Qianmo was completely enraged by Gu Ranle's words. She could no longer maintain her arrogant attitude and took a step forward, wanting to attack Gu Ranle.

However, her followers pulled her back in time, fearing that the conflict would escalate further.

"Xianmo, please calm down." A seemingly more rational follower whispered, "There are too many people here. If we make a big fuss, it will not be good for us. It won't be too late to deal with her after we leave the Luo family another day."

Jiang Qianmo took a deep breath and forced himself to suppress the anger in his heart.

She knew that she couldn't lose her composure here, otherwise it would only make Gu Ranle even more proud.

So, she glared at Gu Ranle fiercely and said through gritted teeth, "Gu, just wait and see!"

Gu Ranle just smiled slightly, as if she didn't take Jiang Qianmo's threat seriously.

"I'm at your service anytime." She said softly, then turned and left, leaving Jiang Qianmo and his followers stamping their feet in anger.

Jiang Qianmo clenched his fists and gasped in anger, "I will never let this damn woman go easily! I want to completely destroy her face and see if she dares to be arrogant in front of me again!"

"Qianmo, don't be angry. The family reunion banquet will be held in a few days. Then we will make her look bad in front of everyone and let her know the consequences of offending you."

"That's right, we need to teach her a lesson and show her who is the boss in this circle!"

Jiang Qianmo, the little princess of the Jiang family, has been spoiled since childhood and has become lawless. She would go up to anyone she dislikes and say a few words to them.

But meeting Gu Ranle today was like hitting a wall.

Originally, I wanted to give Gu Ranle a warning, but who knew that I would lose face in front of my sisters.

How could she give up easily after suffering a loss?

Gu Ranle knew everything clearly, but she didn't take it to heart at all.

Most of these daughters of wealthy families have brains as small as eggs. Even if they use tricks, they are not presentable and are nothing to be feared.

"Lele."

A voice came from behind, Gu Ranle turned around and his eyes fell on a middle-aged man.

He looked to be in his forties, with a kind face and tall stature, and he looked somewhat similar to Fu Hanting.

She was sure she didn't know this person.

They called each other so affectionately when they first met that people who didn't know them would think they were old acquaintances.

These days, too many people have no sense of boundaries.

"I'm Han Ting's uncle. My name is Luo Zekai. You can also call me uncle." The man introduced himself.

Gu Ranle said "Oh", half-closed his eyes and looked him up and down, then asked, "What's the matter?"