Zhan Family Villa.

Zhan Pingting looked terrible!

unlucky!

That's just bad luck!

She ordered a thorough investigation into Shi Nian of Baiyu Palace!

But heaven knows!

A secret has been uncovered!

Shiyu is not a rich heiress at all!

She came from a poor neighborhood!

She is Shi Nian's older sister!

What a coincidence!

Remember this!

Timely rain!

They share the same surname!

But she had never connected the two of them before!

Of course, they can't be connected!

One is stir-fried bok choy from a poor neighborhood!

One is a dazzling superstar!

Don't even mention the same surname!

Even if they share the same name!

It's impossible to connect the two people!

God knows!

She was actually scammed by a woman from the slums!

He even became friends with her.

What if the other young ladies found out?

She'd be laughed at to death!

Zhan Pingting was in a bad mood when she suddenly saw a vase.

Zhan Pingting picked up the vase and smashed it hard!

Shigure is just like this pretty vase!

It looks nice but is useless.

"Bang!"

A loud bang!

The next second, Zhan Pingting's face changed color!

The vase didn't break on the ground!

Instead, it hit the head of the person who came in!

War is folly!

The person who came in was her brother, Zhan Wang, who shared the same parents.

The vase smashed Zhan Wang's forehead, and blood flowed down his forehead.

That requires someone else.

Being hit by a flying vase so suddenly, even drawing blood, must have been quite a fright!

But Zhan Wang's expression remained unchanged.

At this moment, the man possessed an almost bewitching beauty.

His appearance was already stunning.

His eyelashes were thick like palm-leaf fans, and jet black like splashed ink.

Beneath his eyes, a faint red hue concealed a bloodthirsty and ferocious aura, yet his gaze was as cold as ice, exuding an aura of oppressive power.

"idiot!"

Just then, Zhan Wang spoke up.

His voice was deep and husky, yet possessed a captivating magnetism.

He clearly figured it out.

Zhan Pingting smashed this vase.

It was meant to hit the ground, but it happened to hit him on the head.

Even when called an idiot, Zhan Pingting didn't dare to talk back.

Her two older brothers.

Big brother Zhan Xiuchen is a smiling tiger!

He always has a gentle smile on his face!

In reality, he is ruthless and decisive!

And the second brother is arrogant!

hehe!

They're too lazy to even pretend!

It's practically a vengeful ghost.

"Zhan Wang, are you alright?" Just then, a voice exclaimed in surprise.

It was Lin Yazhu who came running over.

Seeing Zhan Wang's forehead covered in blood, Lin Yazhu panicked and asked several times, "Are you alright?"

Zhan Pingting: "........."

She rolled her eyes.

So, did her mom eat too many plums?

Zhan Wang was clearly extremely impatient with Lin Yazhu.

He couldn't be bothered to answer Lin Yazhu.

Ren Linyazhu experienced a flare-up of the Liuliu Plum Syndrome.

Lin Yazhu finally changed her words, saying, "I'll call the doctor over right now to bandage you up."

Zhan Wangcai finally spoke: "Why call a doctor for just a little blood? Do you think the family doctor is too idle?"

Although Zhan Wang is a son.

But it's clear that Lin Yazhu, the mother, is still somewhat afraid of her son.

Seeing that Zhan Wang was unwilling to call a doctor, Lin Yazhu didn't dare to either.

Besides, she knew.

He cried out, but Zhan Wang refused to be bandaged, and the doctor had no other choice.

After glancing at the broken pieces of the vase on the ground again, Lin Yazhu was shocked.

She had no idea that the vase was smashed on her son's head by her daughter.

Lin Yazhu couldn't help but say, "Zhan Wang, I know you're upset because Zhan Xiuchen became president, but even if you're in a bad mood, you can't smash yourself with a vase! You have to take care of your health!"

"I'd smash myself with a vase?" Zhan Wang glanced at Lin Yazhu.

His eyes slanted upwards, a captivating and alluring sight.

Yet, his brows also carried an air of arrogance.

"So, are you the fool, or am I the fool?"

Lin Yazhu: "........."

Zhan Wang didn't say anything more and went straight up the Roman spiral staircase.

After Zhan Wang's figure disappeared, Lin Yazhu asked Zhan Pingting, "Pingting, what happened? How did your brother get injured?"

"God knows," Zhan Pingting said without batting an eye.

Is she going to tell her mother?

Did she accidentally smash it?

Isn't this just asking for trouble?

She wouldn't do something so foolish.

"You don't know?" Lin Yazhu asked, somewhat displeased. "Then what are you doing standing here!"

"It serves to create a visual effect," Zhan Pingting said.