Chapter 3 I don't want this good fortune, I'll give it to her.
"What?"
Gu Youran was furious. She stood up angrily and pointed at Luo Zhiwei's nose, launching into a tirade: "Luo Zhiwei, if you don't want to live, just tell me! Why are you bothering others? I'll send you to your death, damn it... Luo Zhiwei, you're really something."
She couldn't say anything harsher; she was afraid that if she got emotional, she would say something hurtful without thinking.
Gu Youran slumped on the sofa, holding Luo Zhiwei's face with a pathetic expression: "Weiwei, look at me. If you die, what am I supposed to do? You're my only family. Do you really want to watch me become all alone?"
Luo Zhiwei lowered her head, like a child who had made a mistake. She held Gu Youran's hand and said, "Ranran, I was wrong. I won't have that thought again."
"real?"
Luo Zhiwei replied casually, "Of course, I still have 60 million in debt, and I have to pay it off no matter what."
She calculated that even if she didn't eat or drink for a month and earned 50,000 yuan, or 600,000 yuan a year, it would still take her 100 years to pay off the debt.
That's because they can't die anymore.
Gu Youran: "......"
That's right.
How come I didn't think of that just now?
"You're not allowed to lie to me. If you do, I'll dance in front of your funeral hall and flirt with men. I'll make sure you don't have peace even after you die." Gu Youran pouted arrogantly, deliberately doing it for Luo Zhiwei's benefit.
Luo Zhiwei had been depressed all day, but looking at Gu Youran, this little ray of sunshine, a slight smile finally appeared on her lips: "Ranran, I really don't want to die anymore. He's back, I..."
The mere mention of "him" ignited a gossip-loving spark in Gu Youran's heart.
Oh right, how could she forget that Lu Jingxiao returned to China in a high-profile manner?
She immediately shifted her position, getting even closer to Luo Zhiwei, and then boldly voiced her thoughts: "Weiwei, the person you bumped into today wasn't... Lu Jingxiao, was it?"
The moment Luo Zhiwei nodded, Gu Youran's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally died.
No wonder he crashed into a discontinued top-of-the-line luxury car and didn't face any lawsuits or detention; he only had to pay the loan in installments, and the other party even offered him a job... There's no such thing as a free lunch.
Gu Youran's mind worked incredibly fast; she instantly... came up with a perfect angle.
Lu Jingxiao made Weiwei earn 600,000 yuan a year, which would take 100 years to pay off. Isn't he planning to keep Weiwei by his side for the rest of his life?
Could it be that... Lu Jingxiao still has feelings for Weiwei?
That doesn't make sense either. If Weiwei really existed, how could he bring his fiancée back to China?
"It's him. That McLaren has been discontinued for a long time. It originally cost 26 million, and he told me to pay him back double, 60 million."
Gu Youran: "......"
You're really ruthless.
Isn't this pushing Weiwei to the brink of despair?
“Weiwei, if you don’t want to see Lu Jingxiao, I can lend you money. My company isn’t big, but I’ve accumulated 60 million in savings over the years. How about I lend you the money first… and you can pay me back after you get back Luo’s mother’s shares.”
Gu Youran truly felt sorry for Luo Zhiwei. She could have been the young lady of the Luo family, but now... the shares her mother left her are all in the hands of her scumbag father. It's infuriating!
Luo Zhiwei shook her head and refused: "No need, it's just being a secretary, it's not like I can't do it."
Anyway, Lu Jingxiao already has a fiancée, so he probably won't be interested in her.
She just needs to go to work honestly.
"Alright then, you decide for yourself. I'll always be your strongest support. Just say the word, and I'll be there to fight for you."
Gu Youran held Luo Zhiwei in her arms with a very queen-like demeanor, in a somewhat ambiguous posture.
But... only the familiar fragrance could bring Luo Zhiwei a moment of peace.
**
The next day, Luo Zhiwei left Gu Youran's house at some point.
When she appeared at home, she had only taken two steps inside when an exquisite and elegant teacup shattered in front of Luo Zhiwei.
A barrage of angry curses followed: "You unfilial daughter, how dare you come back?"
Luo Zhiwei ignored Zhao Tingguo's angry curses and went straight upstairs to change her clothes.
It was getting late, and she still had to report to the Lu Group.
As she came downstairs, Luo Zhiwei's so-called younger sister, Zhao Yulan, blocked her way, her face full of sarcasm: "Sister, where are you going? You didn't come back all night yesterday. What were you doing? You didn't have any shame and climbed out of some old man's bed, did you...?"
Zhao Yulan's face was full of disdain. She turned to Zhao Tingguo and said, "Dad, you'd better keep a close eye on my sister, otherwise, you'll be the one who loses face in the future."
Zhao Tingguo seemed to be provoked and slapped Luo Zhiwei across the face. He angrily accused her: "You slut, you're just as slutty as your mother. You were so desperate to compensate President Wang, and now you're actually climbing into someone else's bed. How could I have such a shameless daughter!"
The five-finger mark was clearly visible on Luo Zhiwei's face. She tilted her head, her eyes filled with a deathly stillness.
"It's not like I want a dad like you."
Zhao Tingguo: "You..." He continued to warn: "Luo Zhiwei, don't forget, your mother's shares are still in my hands. If you want them, you'd better behave yourself."
Luo Zhiwei's lifeless face finally reacted: "Zhao Tingguo, you'd better not push me. It's not illegal for a madman to kill. If you ever make me unhappy, we might as well die together."
Zhao Yulan sneered contemptuously: "Sister, you just have depression, don't make it sound so serious. You'd better listen to Dad, otherwise... Dad won't be so easy to talk to."
"Dad, didn't the head of the Li family take a liking to my sister? He's going to arrange a marriage for the second young master of the Li family. This is a real wealthy family... Dad, you can't be reluctant to let my sister go."
Zhao Tingguo seemed to have been enlightened: "That's right, dress nicely tonight and go see the second young master of the Li family. If he takes a liking to you, that's your good fortune."
Luo Zhiwei sneered inwardly.
The second young master of the Li family, that foolish and eccentric?
Zhao Tingguo, you really went to any lengths to ruin me.
She ignored Zhao Tingguo; it was almost time to report for duty.
"Since it's a blessing, let your precious daughter go. I don't want this blessing; I'll give it to her."
After saying that, she left without looking back.
"you....."
Zhao Tingguo's words were stuck in his throat.
This has gone awry! This brat has suddenly become uncontrollable overnight.
——
Meanwhile, in the president's office of the Lu Group, Lu Jingxiao stared at the custom-made J brand watch on his wrist, repeatedly checking the time.
Luo Zhiwei, if you dare to lie to me, I'll personally deal with you, preserve you in formaldehyde, and make you my specimen for the rest of your life.
"President, what are you doing? There's a meeting coming up soon, and all the department heads are waiting in the conference room. Why don't you... go to the meeting first?"
Well done, Luo Zhiwei.
It's 9 o'clock, and you still haven't arrived.
Ring ring—
Lu Jingxiao answered the phone without hesitation, finally hearing what he wanted to hear.
He smiled with pleasure: "Let her come up."
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