Chapter 34 [Updated] Raising sheep among wolves...

Good news! He was treated to a nice meal. After a gunshot, Han Shicheng transmigrated into the body of the original male protagonist with the same name in a Mary Sue novel.

The bad news is, he hadn't read the novel. He only learned about the plot through ads in a WeChat mini-game.

A forbidden love between domineering CEO Han Shicheng and a beautiful female celebrity, involving forceful and forceful pursuit.

The first thing Han Shicheng did after arriving was to look in the mirror.

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I'm incredibly handsome.

His new body was quite good-looking, just like the description in the novel, with sword-like eyebrows and a chiseled face, tall and strong, and both dignified and handsome when wearing a suit.

Check bank card information.

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So many zeros.

Not only does he have a lot of money, but he also has many retired cadres on WeChat who respectfully call him "Little Boss Han".

That title sounds really impressive.

Secondly, he became very interested in his future wife and searched online for the name of the female protagonist in the original book—unfortunately, there was no information.

But when I opened Weibo, I accidentally saw "Su Yunruo" trending at number one.

Han Shicheng vaguely remembered the name. He lay in bed thinking about it for a long time. His body had changed, and his mind was sharper than before. He actually remembered it.

This Su Yunruo is a vicious female supporting character who loves herself to death.

Wow, the photos look really beautiful.

Han Shicheng had visited foot massage parlors countless times in his past life, but he had never encountered such a beautiful woman. Even the heavily photoshopped female anchors on websites who scam money weren't as pretty as her, with her slim waist, long legs, and beautiful face.

She's a big star.

The thought of being able to play with all these beauties in the future brought a look of lust to Han Shicheng's face that seemed incongruous with his appearance.

but--

As I thought about it, I started to feel lonely.

How come he's transmigrated, but the women from these books haven't come looking for him yet?

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This is illogical.

Fortunately, Han Shicheng's mind suddenly became sharp and he remembered someone else.

In the book, this domineering CEO not only has beautiful women in his arms, but also many henchmen around him. One of them seems to be trending on social media along with Su Yunruo.

As luck would have it, this younger brother is also a male celebrity in his subordinate company.

Han Shicheng couldn't wait any longer and had his secretary call the underling over directly.

While waiting, he strolled around the area where the original owner of the body had been.

The CEO's treatment is indeed excellent. He lives in a three-story villa with a view of the woods and swimming pool when he opens the window. He has seven or eight servants and doesn't even have to do his own dressing.

Han Shicheng stayed in the dressing room for a long time, taking out and touching and wearing all of the original owner's watches, especially the ones with diamonds, which made him so excited that his mouth never stopped turning up.

And there's a row of luxury cars in the underground parking garage.

Han Shicheng suspected that he was actually the original owner of this body, otherwise why would the two of them have such similar hobbies?

He asked the butler for the keys, rushed into the car, and before he even started the engine, he couldn't help but exclaim "Damn!" while sitting inside.

He patted the incredibly comfortable seat with fascination, gripped the steering wheel, and adjusted the rearview mirror to check his face and hairstyle...

It all felt like a dream. Even in his past life, when he took out online loans to stay in hotels, he couldn't live such a comfortable life. Han Shicheng felt that Buddha must have heard the wish he made before his execution.

Starting today, he will begin to believe in Buddhism!

"Young Master, Mr. Zhou has arrived."

Han Shicheng's interest was interrupted, and he couldn't help but feel annoyed. "Wait."

Nobody should bother him right now! He's going to drive all these supercars one by one through the downtown area and show them off, and then film them and post the videos online.

Wait--

Zhou Kantian has arrived?

The heat brought by the beautiful woman surged up Han Shicheng's lower abdomen again.

Luxury cars and beautiful women, but beautiful women are more important.

Han Shicheng got out of the car and followed the butler upstairs to meet his legendary underling.

However, since he is the younger brother, Zhou Kantian should know the original owner, right?

Han Shicheng didn't know if his personality was any different from the original owner's, and he hoped that the fact that he had been replaced would not be discovered.

Therefore, Han Shicheng deliberately straightened his habitually hunched back, tilted his head back, and deliberately puffed out his chest.

But before he could get ready, the elevator doors opened from basement level, and Han Shicheng was startled by the sudden appearance of the person.

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He's so damn handsome.

Han Shicheng felt a pang of jealousy towards the male celebrity in front of him, thinking that the celebrity was much more handsome than himself.

No, he's more handsome than I used to be.

Han Shicheng deliberately glanced at the glass window that allowed him to see the two figures in comparison. This body was taller and more handsome than Zhou Kantian.

This body belongs to me now that I've transmigrated into it.

Han Shicheng finally felt relieved.

However, all of this seemed rather strange to Zhou Kantian.

As someone who frequents social circles, he's adept at reading people. He felt that Young Master Han's gaze towards him was quite fierce just a moment ago.

Zhou Kantian felt unconsciously apprehensive.

He signed a contract with LY, and had to be as respectful as a dog when he saw General Manager LY.

LY is a wholly-owned subsidiary of Han's Group, belonging to the cultural and entertainment sector. There is a bigwig in the cultural and entertainment sector, a prominent figure in the business world, and the general manager of LY works as his assistant.

This entertainment sector is just one of the many business ventures within the Han Group. Frankly, the bigwig in the entertainment sector is merely someone working under the general manager of the Han Group.

The general manager of the Han Group has only one son, Xiao Han, and this huge business empire will be handed over to him in the future.

Zhou Kantian couldn't believe that someone as insignificant as himself could be invited by Boss Han.

Although he was of such low status that he had never heard of Little Han's affairs, he could imagine that Little Han's methods must be extremely powerful.

Zhou Kantian nervously followed Young Master Han into the study. The butler closed the door, and the study became quiet.

Zhou Kantian looked around and saw that the shelves were full of books that had already been opened and read, and that servants organized them by category every day.

Next to the desk is a newspaper cart filled with recent newspapers, today's news, science magazines, entertainment magazines...

"Mr. Han," Zhou Kantian tentatively began, "I wonder what you need me for? I'm happy to do anything you require."

Young Master Han cleared his throat twice, then strangely hunched his back, "You..."

Zhou Kantian: "Please speak."

He wasn't sure if it was his fault, but he felt there was a clear incongruity between Xiao Han's posture and his body, somewhat like... a hooligan forcing himself into a suit, hunched over, neck tilted forward, with his two thumbs hanging strangely on his pockets.

Do you know Su Yunruo?

Zhou Kantian immediately stopped thinking about the question and asked warily, "Why...why are you asking her?"

Mr. Han paused for a moment, then turned his face away and said, "I was just asking casually."

But Zhou Kantian interpreted the words differently.

It seems like CEO Han has a bit of a thing for Su Yunruo.

--no

The two words immediately popped into Zhou Kantian's mind.

The Han family is far more powerful than the Miao family.

Su Yunruo has already caused him a lot of trouble. If Young Master Han is interested in Su Yunruo, and Su Yunruo takes the opportunity to curry favor with the Han family, wouldn't she be able to manipulate him even more easily in the future?

"Excuse my bluntness, but you don't understand the entertainment industry and may not know what's going on in our circle," Zhou Kantian said solemnly. "The facts come before the rumors. The things that are said online about Su Yunruo having abortions for men are true. She is a well-known prostitute, and she can sleep with anyone who gives her even the slightest bit of sweetness."

Young Master Han turned around, revealing a smile that didn't match his appearance, "You can sleep with me if you pay me?"

Zhou Kantian's sharp eyesight allowed him to immediately discern from this expression that CEO Han was actually the same type of person as the rich second-generation kids in the group.

My mood instantly entered an unprecedentedly relaxed state.

As the saying goes, "Where there's a will, there's a way," and "When the boat reaches the bridge, it will straighten itself."

He's incredibly lucky!

While being bothered by the mess Su Yunruo had created, the lucrative opportunity of CEO Han himself appeared before him.

“I suggest you don’t touch her.” Zhou Kantian deliberately suppressed his unconscious excitement. “With your status and position, you can have any woman you want. There’s no need to try with a used woman who’s had multiple abortions. She’s been with every man imaginable. If you sleep with her once, she’ll definitely spread the word everywhere. Then you’ll be on the same level as those useless people who do odd jobs in the entertainment industry.”

Upon hearing the words "class" and "status," Han Shicheng immediately marked Su Yunruo with two big X's in his mind.

He thought, "Yeah, I'm a rich man now, why should I still sleep with those used women who have been with other men?"

Moreover, while Su Yunruo is beautiful, to be honest, she's not his type.

Looking at her face for a while makes one lose all desire; he likes hot, beautiful, and slutty women.

“You’re right.” Han Shicheng stepped forward and put his hand on Zhou Kantian’s shoulder. “Brother, you’re familiar with the entertainment industry, do you know any pretty and sexy girls you can introduce me to?”

Zhou Kantian's eyes suddenly enlarged.

Han Shicheng thought he didn't have the resources in this area, and he was immediately annoyed. This underling was too useless.

But the next second, Zhou Kantian pulled out his phone from his pocket, "I have some videos here, take a look and see which one you like..."

*

In the era of big data, some things become popular quickly and fade away just as fast.

Yesterday, the entire internet was abuzz with the Su Family Tea House incident, but today the matter has vanished without a trace.

LY did a lot of work to suppress the buzz surrounding a certain female celebrity's pregnancy. Su Yunruo also contributed to the effort.

She orchestrated the exposure of Zhou Kantian's two-timing scheme, intending to ruin his reputation and ensure his complete downfall. However, this wasn't the right time; in her plan, Zhou Kantian's downfall had absolutely nothing to do with the Su family's teahouse.

I was so busy that I didn't even notice that my character's progress bar for Zhou Kantian was already at 80%.

20% remaining.

Su Yunruo sat in the office of Youqian Entertainment for a whole day and a whole morning, and no one knew why she suddenly loved going to work so much.

Besides, she should be out doing promotional appearances for work, not sitting in an office!

While the entire company was studying this matter, an unusual guest arrived – Ke Jinyang, a Pinduoduo contestant.

After walking the red carpet last time, Su Yunru helped Ke Jinyang understand the character's logic, which greatly improved his filming efficiency. The director was so happy that he even gave him a break.

Of course you have to go out and have fun during the holidays!

He bought a plane ticket and rushed to S City to visit Su Yunruo.

Upon entering, he shared his thoughts on the events at the Su Family Tea House, saying, "Previously, Zhou Kantian was portrayed online as a virtuous and good boyfriend, but I never expected him to be so promiscuous in private."

Su Yunruo moved her laptop over and opened it. "When are you leaving?"

"Are you even human? I just arrived and you're already telling me to leave."

"If you're bored, you could go out and sign autographs for every girl in our company, take a group photo, or something. Maybe they'll vote for you in the next male idol poll."

Ke Jinyang let out two pitiful howls, "All you do is exploit me, this free laborer."

He leaned closer to Su Yunruo and said, "But what is Zhou Kantian after dating that girl? She doesn't seem like the type to be a female celebrity."

"I don't know."

"Maybe it's just that we hit it off with something trivial."

Ke Jinyang was good at entertaining himself; he didn't need Su Yunruo to answer, he could come up with an answer on his own.

"Um."

"And you, do you ever suddenly find yourself attracted to someone?"

Su Yunruo frowned, "Would you really be attracted to a 19-year-old female college student?"

Ke Jinyang: "Um... I'm already 27, it's not appropriate for someone so young. To put it bluntly, I was 18 when I went to university, and the little girl was at most in sixth grade. The phrase 'university student x elementary school student' is perverted anywhere."

"Zhou Kantian seems to be older than me."

"Tsk tsk tsk, more than ten years apart, he really has the guts to do it."

"So I'm quite curious, I don't know what Zhou Kantian was planning."

Su Yunruo was waiting here for an answer.

If we knew the reason, we could probably finish the remaining 20%.

If she's not Grandpa Miao's granddaughter, could she be a branch of the Miao family?

After all, Miao Xiaoyun personally spent tens of millions to buy the male lead role for Zhou Kantian.

It's contradictory; she can spend so much money on Zhou Kantian, yet she's happy because of Zhou Kantian's trinkets worth tens of thousands.

Is she rich or poor?

Knock knock

Jiang Chunrou knocked twice and came in, holding a blue folder in her hand. She glanced at Ke Jinyang and hesitated whether to speak.

Ke Jinyang stood up very sensibly, "Oh dear, I don't want to lose to Fan Xingchen in the next male god vote, I'm going to go out and get my precious votes."

He closed the door behind him as he went out.

After confirming that no one outside could hear, Jiang Chunrou spoke up, "Ke Jinyang has been contacting you quite frequently lately."

"The company probably benefited from the red carpet and the show, and he himself felt that I could solve his problems, so he planned to continue to get closer to me."

"That's not necessarily the only reason."

Su Yunruo looked confused. "What other reasons could there be?"

"..." Jiang Chunrou chose to stop the topic, took the document and sat down opposite Su Yunruo, spreading it out, "This is the basic information of all the customers who registered to check into room 3306."

"I won't look at the information, just tell me what's special about it."

"They are all rich kids from families with a little money. They studied abroad in college and didn't do any proper jobs after they came back. Some opened shops, some opened gyms, and some made investments, but they all lost money."

"Oh, like Yu Youqian?"

“It’s different.” Jiang Chunrou answered Yu Youqian’s rebuttal quickly, then paused before continuing, “This group of people likes to gather during the day for activities like golf, racing, and swimming, and go to nightclubs with entertainment industry connections at night. You can find rumors online about them and some obscure celebrities.”

"Oh, a freeloader who lives off his parents?"

"Um."

Jiang Chunrou continued, "It's worth mentioning that recently, paparazzi have been saying that Wen Qingleng has a rich second-generation boyfriend. She made a glamorous appearance on the red carpet last time wearing haute couture, and it was this rich second-generation boyfriend who helped to match them up. His name is also among the registered users."

The system then displayed: "[They've appeared. These are the four people vying to claim the child in Wen Qingleng's belly.]"

Su Yunruo reached out and touched the documents in Jiang Chunrou's hand, then took them and looked at them herself.

Four good-for-nothings, with fat heads and big ears, looking much like Xie Xiaofeng.

Su Yunruo thought of Wen Qingleng.

She was completely unfamiliar with her, but they had no prior conflict.

Such a beautiful girl being fought over by four men to claim her child—in other words, she's being played by four men. Moreover, the fact that Zhou Kantian insisted on going to the hotel with these four men that day suggests Wen Qingleng was very likely deceived by him.

"Miss Su?"

Jiang Chunrou woke Su Yunruo from her reverie.

"You have a girlfriend but still have feelings for me?" Su Yunruo pulled herself together and leaned her head against Jiang Chunrou's arm. "Waaaaah, Chunrou, I'm so pitiful. So many bad men have feelings for me. You have to protect me."

Jiang Chunrou: "..."

"Waaaaah, do you love me?"

"..."

"Do you love me? Do you love me?"

"Miss Su—"

"I knew you loved me."

Jiang Chunrou: My answer is speechless.

"My darling Chunrou, you love me so much, would you hack into their phones for me?"

"Can……"

Jiang Chunrou paused, but fortunately, she was experienced and not fooled by sweet words. The TV dramas were true to their word; a woman's words are deceiving, and Miss Su's words were even more unreliable.

Jiang Chunrou firmly refused, "No, Miss Su, I promised President Yu that I would help you uphold the bottom line. We cannot do anything illegal or disorderly."

"..." Su Yunru pouted, looking at her with a wronged and pitiful expression, "You like him but not me."

"I just want the company to continue operating normally."

"Okay." Su Yunruo dropped her act of playing the victim, propped her elbows on the table, and said with her face half-rested on her hand, "Chunrou, my darling, sometimes I feel like this world is a big staircase. People at the top kick people at the bottom, and people at the bottom kick people down from below. Layer upon layer, oppressing from top to bottom."

Jiang Chunrou looked bewildered. "What topic did you suddenly bring up again?"

"I really need to see these people's chat logs; I have a feeling it will be incredibly explosive."

She wasn't sure if it was just her imagination, but the behavior of these men seemed very similar to that in Tao Minmin's WeChat group.

Since Zhou Kantian filmed those kinds of videos with Tuya, did he do the same things with these men as Tuya?

Su Yunruo's deductions have always been very accurate.

If what she suspected is true, then the victims of oppression on Tuya's side are oppressing others in the same way.

This circle of young adults who live off their parents and indulge in pleasure presents a bizarre ecosystem.

"Miss Su, isn't this a bit inappropriate?"

"It doesn't necessarily have to be hacking. For example, you could use current software to check their accounts on the internet. The outside world is quite open in some ways." She paused for a moment. "Oh, this kind of thing doesn't challenge your moral standards, but it's quite mind-blowing. You'd better not do this. Instead, find someone to remind Wen Qingleng what kind of person her boyfriend is."

Jiang Chunrou was surprised, "Why did you remind Wen Qingleng? I remember you two aren't close."

As Jiang Chunrou finished speaking, the system popped up again: [Host! Calm down! If Wen Qingleng listens to your advice, then you can't continue this questline.]

Su Yunruo ignored the system and continued talking to Jiang Chunrou: "I'm just guessing that Zhou Kantian might be working part-time as a pimp. Wen Qingleng and Miao Xiaoyun were both scammed. You'll feel disgusted for life if you encounter trash in a relationship... I have no grudge against Wen Qingleng, so reminding her is just a casual remark. Of course, if she insists that her relationship with her boyfriend is consensual, then so be it. We're not related, and it's none of my business."

Jiang Chunrou was still hesitating when someone knocked on the door.

Strange, usually when Su Yunruo and I are inside, no one comes to disturb us.

Jiang Chunrou got up to open the door. The receptionist looked nervous and rushed in, calling out anxiously, "Miss Su, Miss Su," without even having a chance to greet her.

Su Yunruo was surprised to hear her own name mentioned. "What's wrong?"

“There are four or five black men outside who want to see you.”

...

I'll check these people's phones right now and get back to you within half an hour.

Su Yunruo smiled slightly, thinking that Chunrou still loved her.

[Just investigate Zhou Kantian. While you're at it, take a look at what Miao Xiaoyun posted online; it might give you some ideas.]

The phone was buzzing, which was especially noticeable in the silent car.

The middle-aged man sitting in front of Su Yunruo turned around and smiled at her. "Miss Su, don't be nervous. The old man is a friend of your grandfather. He just wants to invite you to have tea and chat."

Su Yunruo put down her phone and smiled in response, "I haven't met the elders in private before, so I was a little nervous. Please excuse me."

The middle-aged man had already turned away and didn't respond to her.

The car fell silent again.

Su Yunruo began to think about some things during this free time.

Grandpa Miao wants to see me, it must be because his granddaughter came home crying and making a scene.

It's somewhat funny that they went to her instead of Zhou Kantian or Tuya for this kind of thing.

It might also have nothing to do with Grandpa Miao's judgment. Based on Su Yunruo's understanding of Miao Xiaoyun, the girl probably had a prejudice against her from the beginning, so when she couldn't figure things out, she blamed all the mistakes on her.

Or perhaps they dare not tell their parents the truth, so they tell their parents out of hatred, hoping that their parents will get rid of her, thus achieving the psychological suggestion that "if I get rid of the bad guy, I can reconcile with Zhou Kantian."

Think about it, it's not difficult to explain this matter clearly, but how can she use this opportunity to get Grandpa Miao to lead his camp to defect?

Miao Xiaoyun didn't care at all; what she cared about was whether Grandpa Miao could change his stance and support her friend—that was what money was all about.

He lightly tapped his knee with his fingers, then unconsciously leaned back in his chair and crossed his legs.

Su Yunruo felt that this position was not comfortable enough, probably because the car was too small, so she raised her elbows to support herself on the car window and rested her head on her palms.

The scenery outside changed from tall buildings to dense forests, so we must be very close to the old Miao family house.

Grandpa Miao was born in the countryside, and even after becoming wealthy, he didn't leave that place. He led the entire village in development. He was among the first to be involved in the rural reconstruction project, and all the houses were standardized. Along the way, all the houses looked like beautiful row houses.

On the other side is a huge shopping mall, famous throughout the country, which integrates daily shopping and tourism. Some people are even willing to drive for several hours from other provinces just for it.

This place still retains the tradition of the old "big factory," where almost the entire village works.

"Your area is so well-developed," Su Yunruo remarked. To prevent the people in the car from ignoring her again, she added, "There aren't many people like Grandpa Miao who are building up their hometown."

Sure enough, the middle-aged man couldn't help but reply to Su Yunruo when the topic of spiritual leaders came up, "The old man only wanted a peaceful life and wasn't interested in all the glitz and glamour of the outside world."

Leaving the roadside shopping malls and townhouses, go deeper into the area, and you'll find farmland.

After getting off the car, Su Yunruo's vision blurred, and she thought the sun was too bright and hurt her eyes. She raised her hand to her brow and then vaguely remembered that it was already the autumn harvest season.

As far as the eye can see, everything is golden, and the wind blows through the rice paddies, creating waves.

Su Yunruo stopped and looked around for a while. Just then, a few farmers who had just come out of the fields passed by and greeted her, "Brother Ji, you're dressed so nicely, are you going out to meet clients?"

"Hmm." The middle-aged man smiled and pointed in another direction to Su Yunruo, "Miss Su, the country roads are not easy to travel, be careful."

Su Yunruo was led to a wooden door, as if she had returned to her childhood. When she went back to her grandfather's house, she saw a similar door. Walking inside, she found herself in the ancestral hall that often appeared in TV dramas.

However, Su Yunruo was startled when the door opened.

It was just an ordinary courtyard, covered with dried grains of rice. An old man, who seemed to have just returned from the fields, was using a large pitchfork to push the rice towards the center, piling it up like a mountain.

Do the Miao people also do rice business?

In her memory, the Miao people seemed to specialize in supermarkets... I guess so. She wasn't clear about everything; she had never actually worked in a company and didn't understand the intricacies of business operations.

Just as Su Yunruo was about to go in, the middle-aged man suddenly stopped her, "Miss Su, please wait here for a moment."

Su Yunruo, not understanding why, stopped walking.

The middle-aged man walked in with several tall, burly bodyguards and closed the door right in front of her.

The house was well-maintained, so there was no dust or wood chips flying around. However, Su Yunruo was a little unaccustomed to being treated like this for the first time.

Why let her in but not let her in, making her stand here as punishment?

Some older men like to put on airs like this, so they can teach a small lesson while protecting themselves.

This kind of "minor lesson" occupies the moral high ground, and if the person being taught gets angry, they will be accused of "making a mountain out of a molehill".

Su Yunruo took a small half step back, aligning herself with the center of the door, and stood quietly.

My only regret is wearing high heels today. Standing as punishment in high heels is really uncomfortable.

These days, the days are short and the nights are long; it gets dark very quickly if you're not careful.

The two lanterns hanging on the door lit up with a red light.

Su Yunruo looked up and saw that it was just a light bulb covered with a lampshade, a fake lantern, but environmentally friendly.

When the wind blew, the lantern didn't move an inch.

The workmanship is terrible! Apart from the appearance, it's not realistic at all.

It's time to shake it.

It would be best to paste two more yellow talismans and hang a mirror in the middle.

This is like a horror movie.

It was completely dark.

The sound grew louder, and the insects in the grass began to croak.

It called for a while, then stopped for some reason.

Su Yunruo realized that even silence has a sound; there was a buzzing sound in her head, not something she heard with her ears, but something she imagined.

Zi—

Su Yunruo's phone vibrated, and she took it out to check. Jiang Chunrou had sent her some messages.

Su Yunruo scrolled up and down, somewhat shocked, but since she was outside, she couldn't turn off the phone volume completely and opened the video.

Play for two seconds, then press pause.

After thinking about it and holding back, I pressed the play button.

...

Her legs felt a little numb, but only an hour had passed.

It seems that boredom is one of the ways to experience "long live, long live".

After watching the video, Su Yunruo felt more confident and began to wonder if Grandpa Miao's show of force was a bit pointless when a car headlight shone on her.

The lights were too dazzling, so she raised her hand to block them. It was arrogant of her to keep the high beams on even when they were shining on people at close range.

After about ten seconds, the light finally turned off.

A short, stout man got out of the driver's seat. He was wearing black pants and a white shirt, and a huge, golden "H" was pinned to his belt.

The two met eyes. The man looked her up and down, paused for a moment, then clearly recognized her, but couldn't believe it and rubbed his eyes.

"Hello."

Su Yunruo came up with a way to get the people inside to open the door.

He: "Su, Su..."

"May I ask your name?"

"Hello. I am the general manager of VV Video. My surname is Zhang and my name is Zhang Wenhao. I often watch your shows."

Thank you for your kind words.

"I'm currently preparing for a..."

Su Yunruo pointed to the door, interrupting him, "Is President Zhang here to see Grandpa Miao?"

Zhang Wenhao immediately remembered the purpose of his visit and went up to knock on the door.

Hearing a noise inside, the person opened the door halfway, leaving only the half that Zhang Wenhao could pass through.

The middle-aged man changed out of his oversized suit and into a simple outfit. When he opened the door, he glanced at her first before looking at Zhang Wenhao.

As Zhang Wenhao was about to enter, Su Yunruo suddenly spoke up, "I hope Grandpa Miao can understand that I am still standing here because I am more cultured, not because he is old."

The middle-aged man looked at her with a slightly unfriendly gaze.

Su Yunruo maintained her smile, "My car has already arrived at the entrance of your township. If Grandpa Miao doesn't have anything to say today, you can come find me next time you remember."

That's pretty clear. If you want to put on airs, I'm polite enough to let you, but I also have a temper. If you keep going like this, I'll just turn around and get in my own car and leave. If you want to contact me again, it depends on my mood.

He paused, seemingly hesitant.

Seeing this, Su Yunruo turned around and started to leave, when suddenly a voice called out, "Come in!" came from somewhere.

She turned around, smiling and craning her neck to look around. "There are cameras too? Where? I don't see them."

Middle-aged man: "..."

Su Yunruo: "Please open the door."

The middle-aged man opened another door.

The loudspeaker announced again: "Get out."

Su Yunruo stepped one foot over the threshold and the other foot outside. She rolled her eyes and took a step back. "Never mind, old man, you're older, you decide."

"Which brat just said it wasn't because I'm old?"

“When people are angry, their self-control is worthless. I have no self-control now. The only reason I am still standing here is because I, as a junior, have the utmost respect for you, my elder.”

"You keep changing your story, do you think I'm a three-year-old?" The person on the other end couldn't help but laugh, but quickly became serious again. "I said that Zhang bastard should get out."

Passerby Zhang Wenhao obediently stepped back.

Su Yunruo returned a polite smile, "I'm sorry, Mr. Zhang, I have something urgent to attend to. I'll talk to you about the new drama next time I have time."

Zhang Wenhao paused, and by the time he realized what was happening, the door had already been closed.

Su Yunruo was also strangely polite.

...

Inside the door

One person stood a meter apart on each side of the ancestral hall, all wearing the same suits and large sunglasses, with their legs spread apart by about half a meter, their hands behind their backs, exuding a menacing aura.

The old man who was husking grains hadn't changed his clothes and was sitting in the main seat.

It's obvious he works in the fields often; he has dark skin, is short and old, but his limbs are strong and powerful.

He was weaving something with thin leaves, but his old fingers were not nimble because a section of his right little finger was broken off.

Su Yunruo did not move.

After he finished fiddling with the thin leaf and held it up, it looked like something that was neither fish nor fowl...

Filming TV dramas gave Su Yunruo a lot of preconceived notions. She thought the little thing was ugly and judged it to be a grasshopper based on the heartwarming scenes often depicted in TV dramas.

Guess what this is?

This is a perfect match for my major.

Su Yunruo replied, "Grasshopper."

Grandpa Miao smiled kindly, "It's you."

Su Yunruo: "..."

"chameleon."

"..."

Su Yunruo often teases others, but this is the first time she feels like she's being teased.

That thing is ugly and doesn't change color, so why her?!

"Sit down."

Su Yunruo obediently sat down.

"I'm not feeling well, so I'll keep it short."

"Please speak, sir."

Grandpa Miao suddenly clenched his two fingers together, and the ugly little thing was instantly crushed, falling with a clatter from between his two rough fingertips.

Su Yunruo looked at Grandpa Miao closely. He had become a completely different person. Just moments ago, he was an honest and kind farmer, but now every wrinkle on his face looked like a scar left from a battle. His eyes were sharp and menacing, sending chills down one's spine.

"My granddaughter was wronged at the Su Family Tea House. She said that you organized that dinner party?"

"yes."

Su Yunruo is willing to admit her mistakes.

"Bang—" Old Master Miao slammed his hand on the table and stood up. "Don't think that just because the Su family is big and powerful, you can bully my granddaughter at will."

Su Yunruo calmly stood up and bowed to the old man, saying, "I'm really sorry to bother you with such a private matter between the younger generation."

"snort"

"When I saw you today, I suddenly remembered that the last time I met you was at my grandfather's 80th birthday banquet. My grandfather pulled me in front of you and said..." Su Yunruo put away her smile, put on a mature look, and raised one hand as if blocking the air, "Little Su, come here, this is Grandpa Miao, my most loyal friend."

Grandpa Miao's anger froze instantly. A few seconds later, his eyes rolled around, and he raised his hand, shaking his head and laughing loudly, "Hahahaha, you're a natural-born actor, kid. I thought your grandpa had crawled out of his grave to catch up with his old friend."

—My grandfather blah blah blah…

—Your grandfather is dead.

Very well, Grandpa Miao's attitude is firm.

"I've only learned a few tricks in the past few years as an actress." Su Yunru bowed to Grandpa Miao again. "Don't be fooled by how I've sold out of Tao Le Zi Zi recently. There's still a lot of criticism about me online. Sometimes when I turn on my phone, the news that pops up is all about people accusing me of having an abortion, attacking my appearance, and even cursing my whole family. It's hard not to feel upset."

Grandpa Miao agreed, "These people online are indeed wrong. Why do they attack you without any evidence?"

—Just rambling about something unrelated to my grandfather.

—Old man, I'll chat with you.

"Yes, especially that Zhou Kantian. I've investigated him, and all the rumors and gossip about me came from him."

"Zhou Kantian?"

“This person is wicked and has no manly spirit whatsoever. I don’t know if any of you have seen the variety show I recently recorded, but he was targeting me both openly and subtly in it. Last time he went even further, leading others to isolate me.”

"A grown man targeting a little girl like you?"

—I'll keep rambling.

—I'll chat with you.

"That's why I hate him so much. I get really angry when I see Miss Miao with him! It's like my best friend has teamed up with my enemy. I can't believe it. You and my grandfather have such a good relationship, and she's bullying me with my enemy."

—You are friends with my grandfather, but your beloved granddaughter is friends with my enemy and even attacked me first.

The old man Miao, who had been praised as "righteous" by her early on, couldn't keep up the smile.

“I was angry. I was angry at home for several days. But then I thought she must have been deceived by my enemy. As long as she can see Zhou Kantian clearly, the relationship between our two families will not break down because of this.”

"That's why I organized this dinner." He paused. "Tuya's appearance was really unexpected. I didn't contact her when we confronted each other at the Su Family Tea House. To be honest, I thought that after she and Tuya found out the truth, they would fight together against the scumbag. I really didn't expect that the two of them would fight over a man. It took four or five security guards from the Su Family Tea House to help separate them."

—I was just helping her see through the scumbag, but not only did she not see it, she also got jealous and started fighting with other men. I even tried to mediate the fight.

After he finished speaking, the entire room fell silent.

Everyone present was an adult. Even if they were protective of their own, Su Yunruo's actions—bringing up her deceased grandfather, escalating the issue to the relationship between the two families, and recounting the whole story—made them hesitant to refute her, even if they were protective of their own.

Whose fault is this ultimately? It's the fault of their own granddaughter for misjudging people, and for not even knowing who the instigator was after the truth was revealed.

Grandpa Miao was so angry when he saw his granddaughter's miserable state that he lost his mind. His granddaughter had been well-behaved since she was a child, so he never thought that it was his granddaughter's fault. He was in a hurry to send someone to bring Su Yunruo over to avenge his granddaughter.

More than regretting his impulsive act of blindly protecting his own, he was shocked that his beloved granddaughter, who had been well-behaved since childhood and whom he had deliberately guided onto the right path, was so utterly useless.

If word gets out, where will the Miao people put their faces?

Su Yunruo carefully observed Grandpa Miao's expression, and when Grandpa Miao sat down, she took out her phone from her pocket.

“You should know better than I do that you are the one who is truly at fault in this matter.”

Old Master Miao's eyelids twitched, and his beard was blown away by his heavy breath. "Tell me why it's my fault."

“Old man, you used to ride a two-wheeled vehicle into the city to sell eggs back then, you should know how many wolves there are on the road.”

"If you raise sheep among wolves, the sheep will be eaten."

Su Yunruo spoke softly and slowly, emphasizing the word "sheep" more heavily and for longer than other words, implying something deeper.

Grandpa Miao was stunned.

Su Yunruo took out her phone from her pocket, deliberately took a few steps back, held it up, turned off the sound, and opened the video. "My grandfather developed presbyopia when he was in his sixties, and he can never see things up close clearly. I think that at your age, you should be able to see more clearly from where I am."

A moment of confusion flashed across Grandpa Miao's eyes, but after a couple of seconds, he finally saw what was in the video.

Whether the distance is near or far, no coded message can compare to what is reflected in those aged eyes at this moment.

This old body was caught off guard and struck hard with a stick, instantly losing all its abilities and standing there stiffly.

“This is one of the videos on that man’s phone. There are also videos of other girls, dozens of different faces, in different locations…” Su Yunru switched videos and clicked to play the one she took from Tuya’s phone. “This is that man’s. The woman who filmed the video is a married woman, and she’s the one who got into a fight with your granddaughter.”

Grandpa Miao's lips trembled, and he stood up unsteadily, leaning on the fork he used to thresh grains, reaching out to touch Su Yunruo's phone.

“Your granddaughter is treated even worse than this married woman. Look, she doesn’t even have to show her face, while your granddaughter was photographed and then shared on this man’s WeChat Moments.”

Grandpa Miao's eyes rolled back immediately, and he fainted.

"Grandpa!"

"Uncle!"

The bodyguards who had been standing in neat rows all rushed towards Old Man Miao.

Su Yunruo silently put her phone back in her pocket. "It seems that Grandpa Miao is not available to receive guests right now. I'll head back now."

"Wait—" someone nearby reached out to grab a shoulder, "You're not allowed to leave."

Su Yunruo turned around and smiled gently, "You should hurry up and take your old man to the hospital. Without him, will everyone in your village still be able to farm so happily?"

"..."

“I’ve been staying at Youqian Entertainment during this time. If the old man wants to see me after he wakes up, you can come and pick him up anytime.”

She's not someone to be trifled with. If just any old man comes along and tells her to stand as punishment, what will people think of her in the future?

Su Yunruo walked out of the Miao family's old house. Her family's cars were already parked in front of the house, lined up along the road. The first car turned on its headlights when it saw her come out.

She walked toward the car, and the driver got out and opened the door.

Su Yunruo met the gaze of the man inside.

I had just come out of the company, dressed formally, but because it was hot in the car, I took off my jacket, leaving only a light gray suit vest underneath.

The man's eyes were exactly like Su Yunruo's—clear and bright—but with a slight smile at the corners of his lips, he appeared more composed compared to Su Yunruo's innocent and naive appearance.

This is Su Yunruo's older brother, Su Yuncheng.

"You're really something. I just heard from inside that Grandpa Miao fainted."

Su Yunruo bit her lower lip to prevent herself from bursting out laughing. She got into the car, and only after the driver closed the door did she finally burst out laughing.

"Dad will probably faint when he hears this news tomorrow."

Su Yunruo clasped her hands together and raised them, pleading with him, "Brother, if Dad wakes up, you have to help me hold him up."

"I'm afraid he'll hit me too."

Good siblings should share both joy and sorrow!

"No way, I don't want to get insulted online like you."

"I can't control what others say about me."

"I'm serious, you'd better not expose your family affairs. It's not a matter of your reputation, being too flamboyant can easily cause trouble."

Su Yunruo rubbed her ears, "I know, how many times have you said that?"

"I hope you can listen to me. I've been busy lately and can't help you suppress messages, so please be careful."

busy?

Su Yunruo leaned closer and asked, "What have you been busy with lately?"

"They're busy competing with the Han Group for the lucrative game company business. Dad has his eye on Western Digital Technology, the company that distributes 'KILL'." Her brother, usually a very stable person, frowned when he mentioned this. "Originally, Han Shicheng was difficult to deal with, but recently I've been in contact with the founder of Western Digital Technology, and I think he's even more troublesome than Han Shicheng."

"I don't know either of them, and I don't understand your description of them as increasingly difficult to handle."

"Both of them are the type you hate the most. Han Shicheng is a little fox raised by his father, who likes to dig pits for people. The boss of Western Digital Technology is an exceptionally thick steel plate, which will not deform no matter how much you knock on it."

"I don't dislike either of them."

Her brother's eyes widened in disbelief.

Su Yunruo leaned against the car window. "I hate those kinds of cars where you can see the whole pothole at a glance, and they not only dump the dirt back in, but also nail a thick steel plate on top to prevent pedestrians from getting hurt."

"...Do such people even exist?"

“Hmm, I have a high school classmate who’s like that.” Su Yunruo unconsciously exclaimed, “I’ve been thinking about him a lot lately, something’s not right.”

Her brother thought for a moment, "I seem to remember, didn't you bring it home before?"

"Yes, take him home to read books."

"Yes, yes, yes! I remember now, Dad praised him for his good memory."

“He’s really smart. If his family had been richer, he would have been doing research abroad when I was in high school.” Su Yunru waved her hand. “Let’s not talk about him. Let’s talk about Han Shicheng. Doesn’t Dad like him a lot?”

"I used to like it quite a bit, but I seem to have changed my mind recently."

"ah?"

Her brother leaned close to her ear and whispered, "I think Dad likes that steel plate a bit."

Su Yunruo quickly moved away, saying, "Don't scare me."

"Who was it that just stubbornly insisted they didn't dislike it?"

"Being fickle won't work. What does that steel plate look like?"

Her brother: "She looks..."

Su Yunruo interrupted him, "I meant ability, not brains and looks."

"When 'KILL' became a hit overseas, he led a team of more than a dozen people to beat other listed IT companies and obtain the exclusive distribution rights in China."

For a dozen or so people to snatch the exclusive distribution rights from a listed company is like an ant punching a hunting tiger, taking over the fresh deer in the tiger's mouth, and successfully eating it before it rots.

Absolutely impossible.

"Has connections?" She couldn't think of any other reason besides that.

"No."

"Really not?"

Her brother nodded firmly.

Su Yunruo took a deep breath. "To put it another way, I actually hate people who use their strength to defeat capital. Such people make me look weak."