"Miss Yun will soon know who I am."
Yun Shenghui called the waiter over and opened a bottle of red wine in front of her, "Miss Yun, please."
Yun Qianran took a sip and said, "Then let me change the question. Why do you want to target the Chu brothers and sisters?"
Yun Shenghui inadvertently glanced at the rim of the cup where her lip prints were, "I said it was because of you, do you believe it, Miss Yun?"
"A letter." Yun Qianran said teasingly, "You found out that there is a grudge between me and the Chu family. Do you want to repay me for saving your life?"
Yun Shenghui looked deep in his eyes, "I thought you wouldn't believe it."
Yun Qianran raised her eyebrows sleepily. She picked up the red wine on the table, slowly leaned back on the sofa chair behind her, gently shook the red wine glass, raised her head and took a sip, "What's the matter with the 5 billion order?"
Yun Shenghui supported his chin with both hands, admiring her movements. "The Chu Group is about to go bankrupt. In order to turn things around, Chu Qingqing mortgaged the company and asked me to help find a sculptor to help carve the jadeite in her hands."
"Can her shabby company be mortgaged for 5 billion?" Yun Qianran was shocked.
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"A lean camel is bigger than a horse. The key point is that I also helped her with the operation." Yun Shenghui replied truthfully.
If there is no debt that far exceeds the value of the Chu Group, then why would the Chu brothers and sisters be unable to recover?
"You are very kind."
Yun Qianran's tone was calm, and he couldn't hear any emotion in it, "I can take this order."
Fifty billion is a waste if you don’t make money. If it’s the enemy’s money, then you should make it even more!
"It's just that what are you going to do with the finished sculpture?" She frowned, she couldn't really give it to Chu Qingqing.
"How do you want to deal with it?" Yun Shenghui looked into her eyes.
Yun Qianran put down the red wine glass, leaned forward, and said in a deep voice: "I only have one request, don't let them die so easily!"
Otherwise, how could she be worthy of her parents and the ten years of her life that she had lived in confusion!
Yun Shenghui looked at her for a moment, then turned away.
He spread his arms, also leaning back on the sofa chair behind him, and spoke quietly, "The finished product will be sent abroad for auction.
However, because the finished products did not go through the relevant procedures, they were detained by the United States customs when they entered the country. All the items were confiscated, and the Chu Group lost all its money.
Chu Qingqing was unable to pay off her high debts and was cornered by debt collectors, so Chu Shaoling was kicked out of the sanatorium.
At this time, someone found them and gave them a chance to make a lot of money by going to an island country to shoot some interesting movies, the kind that they could do together.
The two were forced to agree, and eventually contracted a disease and died after suffering all kinds of torture. "
Yun Qianran's expression was cold, "What are you talking about?"
"Talk about the script." Yun Shenghui was intimidating without even getting angry.
"This script is good." Yun Qianran sneered.
"It's just that there are still some imperfections. Based on my understanding of the two siblings, they will never agree to play brother and sister unless they are ruined."
Yun Shenghui frowned deeply. This was the most vicious method he could think of in a short period of time.
"It's okay. You can arrange it at that time. If they don't agree, call me again and I'll help you add some drama."
"Okay." Yun Shenghui nodded. He believed that she would not lie to him.
Yun Qianran held the red wine in her hand and gently moved her fingers on the table. "One last question, why are you helping me?"
Yun Shenghui had a meaningful smile on his face, "You will know later, or soon."
Yun Qianran moved her lips and wanted to ask more, but Yun Shenghui waved his hand to interrupt her, "Go back, or someone will be anxious."
"What?" Yun Qianran was puzzled.
But Yun Shenghui did not answer her question, but just looked out the window.
Yun Qianran followed his gaze and discovered that Zhuang Tingyun, dressed in a black suit, had appeared outside the bar at some point.
Zhuang Tingyun was seen casually half leaning against the Dark Night Ghost, with a spark in his hand and his head slightly lowered, making it impossible to see what his expression was.
"He's in a hurry, what does it have to do with me?" Yun Qianran snorted and turned her head away.
Zhuang Tingyun, who seemed to sense something outside, put out his cigarette and strode into the Dream Bar.
"What are you doing?" His eyelashes trembled slightly in his narrow eyes, and the cold aura on his body was indescribably oppressive.
Yun Qianran put down the red wine glass and said seriously, "We are helping the Chu brothers and sisters arrange their funeral affairs."
The air pressure around Zhuang Tingyun was getting lower and lower. He turned to Yun Shenghui and said with a bloodthirsty and cold voice, "You've crossed the line."
Yun Shenghui remained calm and looked him straight in the eye, "I have my own reasons, and I will definitely give you and your wife an explanation in the future!"
Now that he knew Yun Qianran might be his cousin, he had no other thoughts.
Although the Zhuang family is a bit messy, with Zhuang Tingyun around, it is indeed a good husband's family!
Zhuang Tingyun's eyes were cold, "I'm waiting for your answer."
He quickly grabbed Yun Qianran's wrist and said, "Let's go!"
Yun Qianran was pulled by her and staggered out of the bar.
"Let me go!" And just as they were leaving the bar, Yun Qianran broke free from his hands.
"You are too overbearing. We don't have any relationship yet!" Yun Qianran rubbed her slightly swollen wrist. She just came here to discuss business with someone, why was he so crazy.
"Who said we have nothing to do with each other!" Her wrist was pinched again, but this time, she was directly dragged by him and slammed hard against the glass wall behind her.
But the moment she bumped into him, he quickly stretched out his palm to block between her back and the glass wall.
Zhuang Tingyun frowned slightly, and the pain on the back of his hand sobered him up a little. "You and I are related. We have been related for many years!"
How could it be okay when they did the most intimate thing on that night more than five years ago?
He pressed her wrist and pushed her hard against the glass wall, staring down at her, "You are mine, and you can only belong to me."
Yun Qianran opened and closed her red lips slightly, staring at him unconvincedly, "I belong to myself, I don't belong to anyone else."
Veins throbbed on Zhuang Tingyun's forehead, and he leaned over and bit the slightly raised, unconvinced red lips.
A breath with a faint scent of tobacco sprayed between her mouth and nose. Yun Qianran widened her eyes and looked at him in disbelief. What on earth did this guy want to do?
The force restraining her wrists grew stronger and stronger, and he pressed her firmly between the glass wall and himself, leaving her no chance of resistance.
"I said, you can only belong to me." His kiss did not last too long. Although it was domineering and strong, he only bit her lips, entered her mouth and tongue, and then quickly retreated.
Yun Qianran instantly understood that feeling: it was a declaration of sovereignty!
What else could he do to her by leaning against the glass wall of the bar other than to remind Yun Shenghui not to have any ideas about her?
"Is that all?"
Yun Qianran suppressed the anger in her heart, and a look of contempt rose in her eyes, "I thought you could last longer, but it seems like you can't even last ten seconds."
She looked up into his eyes, teasing and venting her dissatisfaction, "I am yours? I will be yours with a kiss?"
Yun Qianran suddenly hugged his neck, hooked him down, stood on tiptoe, and kissed his thin lips, "Now you are mine. If I find out that you dare to look at other women in the future, I will dig your eyes out!"
She kissed him briefly, relaxing her body and wanting to separate from him.
How could Zhuang Tingyun, who had tasted the sweetness again, agree to this?
He hugged her slender waist and suddenly pressed her into his arms.
"Madam, are you serious? Then I will be yours from now on."
The deep and sincere voice in her ears made Yun Qianran's heart tremble. She wanted to escape in panic, but found herself being held in his arms.
"Let me go."
"No, my lady, I can't let go now that I have it."
Zhuang Tingyun grabbed her wrist domineeringly, wrapped his large palm around her small fist, leaned over and hugged her horizontally around the waist, "Let's go home."
She held Yun Qianran in her arms and put her on the passenger seat of the red supercar, while he sat in the driver's seat. "Give me the keys."
“No!” Yun Qianran turned her head away angrily.
"Then I'll get it myself." Zhuang Tingyun swept his inquiring eyes over her, "There's no pocket, where do I put the key?"
"What do you want to do?" Yun Qianran was so scared that she put her hands over her chest.
"Here you go. Here you go."
She produced the key from somewhere and threw it into his arms.
"Thank you, ma'am." Zhuang Tingyun chuckled and drove away in the supercar.
"Where does Madam live? I'll take you back."
Yun Qianran's eyes were uncertain. Where did she live...
She didn’t know Zhuang Xiaonuan was her daughter before, so she had been avoiding him.
But now that he knew, he should give her daughter a chance and bring them closer together.
"I live in the Tianlu Villa District."
Zhuang Tingyun was slightly surprised, "Madam, do you want to go back with me? That's great, my home will be your home from now on."
Yun Qianran's eyes flickered but she didn't explain.
Zhuang Tingyun drove a red supercar and stopped outside the Zhuang family's house in Tianlu Villa, "Madam, please."
“What’s the invitation? Just go in.” Yun Qianran turned and walked towards her villa.
"Madam, you didn't drink too much tonight, did you?" Zhuang Tingyun chased after her, "How come you don't even remember which direction our home is in."
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