Chapter 4 Zhan Yiran's answer
What a cruel elder sister-in-law!
Zhan Yiran was so scared that she stuttered, "Is this illegal?"
Illegal?
She made all the laws, who dares to say she broke the law!
Gu Nanyan narrowed her eyes coldly, and after a moment, she realized that this was not Daqi, but a modern society, a society ruled by law where everyone is equal.
Here, no matter how high your status is, you cannot hurt others at will.
The laws here are quite interesting. Gu Nanyan decided to find a book and take a good look at it.
Since you can't break Leng Zihao's leg, then use other methods.
As the eldest princess, Gu Nanyan has been able to use the art of conquering people's hearts and conquering people since she was a child.
She asked Zhan Yiran: "What do you want? Do you want Leng Zihao's heart or his body?"
Hearing this, Zhan Yiran suddenly felt confused. She had always been chasing after Leng Zihao, but when Gu Nanyan asked her what she wanted seriously, Zhan Yiran was unsure.
She didn't know what she wanted.
Did she want Leng Zihao's heart? It seemed that she
didn't want to. She had been pursuing him unilaterally for so many years. She was really tired and exhausted.
But if she gave up like this, she felt unwilling.
It seemed that her pursuit and obsession for so many years were all a mistake, and her heart was empty.
"I don't know."
Zhan Yiran shook his head, his eyes confused and helpless, "I don't know what I want? I want to give up Leng Zihao, but I'm unwilling to do so."
Gu Nanyan raised her eyes, her long eyelashes outlined a beautiful arc, she picked up the paper on the table, rolled it into a ball, and threw it towards the trash can at the door. It
fell right in.
Zhan Yiran's eyes immediately widened, her attention was attracted, and then he thought of the toothpick that Gu Nanyan shot at breakfast, and couldn't help but exclaimed: "Awesome!"
"Do you want to play?"
"Yeah, I do!" Zhan Yiran nodded heavily.
"Let's go." Gu Nanyan stood up and walked out the door.
Zhan Yiran followed behind like a little tail.
Zhan Yiran thought that the "play" in Gu Nanyan's mouth meant that the two of them stood up and threw darts together.
As a result, when she arrived at the place and was tied to the big turntable in a spread-eagle position, Zhan Yiran realized that the "play" mentioned by the eldest sister-in-law was playing with her with darts.
Zhan Yiran wanted to cry and her legs were shaking with fear.
"Eldest sister-in-law... I'm scared..."
Gu Nanyan said calmly: "Do you want to know what you really want? Do you want to know the answer?"
Zhan Yiran nodded: "Yes."
"Then be good and don't move."
Gu Nanyan ordered the servant to blindfold Zhan Yiran.
The housekeeper Aunt Qian was almost scared to death.
This could kill people! Those darts are so sharp that if they miss, it will cost the life of the third lady!
Aunt Qian wanted to stop it, but facing Gu Nanyan's indifferent and calm eyes, she couldn't say anything.
It's strange to say, last night, when Gu Nanyan got married, she was full of fear, but this morning she seemed to be a different person, with a kind of cold oppression and intimidation.
She didn't need to say anything, just a faint glance made people tremble all over and dare not resist.
Aunt Qian tried for a long time, but didn't dare to speak to stop her. Finally, she had no choice but to ask the servant to replace the darts.
Replace them with blunt darts with less sharp blades.
Gu Nanyan didn't care about this. After Zhan Yiran blindfolded himself, he asked someone to spin the roulette wheel.
Zhan Yiran felt dizzy and his body spun with the turntable.
It was fine when she was not moving just now, but now that she was moving, her body was floating in the air and she couldn't stand still. An indescribable fear rose up and spread throughout her body.
Zhan Yiran was so scared that she wanted to get down. Just as she was about to shout, she heard Gu Nanyan's faint voice: "The first one." With
her eyes covered, her perception became sharp. Zhan Yiran could actually hear the sound of the dart breaking through the air. Then her left wrist felt cold -
the dart just hit her wrist. Her skin was pressed against the cold dart, and Zhan Yiran couldn't help but shiver. "The second one." With a whoosh, the dart hit her right wrist. "The third one." This time, the dart hit her neck. Zhan Yiran didn't dare to move, for fear that the blade would accidentally pierce her blood vessels. "The fourth one." This time, the dart hit her face. At this moment, Zhan Yiran was so scared that tears were streaming down her face, and she didn't even dare to cry out loud. "The last one." Where would it be this time? Zhan Yiran was distracted thinking, but the next second, she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her chest, and then blood flowed out... She heard the maid's screams, and Aunt Qian's anxious shouts: "Quick, call an ambulance, stop the bleeding for the third lady." Is she going to die? Zhan Yiran collapsed. She was only 18 years old. She hadn't lived enough. Her life had just begun. She hadn't fulfilled her dream yet. She wanted to paint, like her eldest sister-in-law, and paint gorgeous works. She didn't want to die like this. Mom, big brother, and little nephew, she missed them so much. She wanted to become sensible and excellent, and wanted them to be proud of her. No, she didn't want to die! Zhan Yiran screamed heartbreakingly. At this moment, the mask on her face was torn off. Zhan Yiran opened her eyes subconsciously. The sunlight was dazzling. It took her a long time to see the figure in front of her. It was her eldest sister-in-law. Gu Nanyan waved her hand and ordered the servant: "Put her down." Zhan Yiran was stunned and let the servant untie her hands and feet tied to the big turntable. When she landed on the ground, she lowered her head and looked at her chest. There was no blood on her chest, only a water stain.
She is not dead!
Zhan Yiran raised her eyes, feeling the surprise of surviving a disaster.
"What did you think of just now?"
Gu Nanyan suddenly asked.
Zhan Yiran answered subconsciously: "Painting, I want to paint."
"What else?"
"Also my mother, my elder brother, and my nephew. I want my mother and elder brother to be proud of me, and I want my nephew to admire me."
Hearing this, Gu Nanyan narrowed her eyes, "Didn't you think of Leng Zihao?"
Zhan Yiran was stunned.
Yes, why didn't she think of Leng Zihao?
Why didn't she think of Leng Zihao when she was about to die? Didn't she like him?
Gu Nanyan threw the door cloth in her hand to the servant and said to Zhan Yiran: "Now you know what you want, right?"
Zhan Yiran's eyes slowly changed from dazed to sober, and finally became firm.
She looked at Gu Nanyan with burning eyes: "Thank you, sister-in-law, thank you for letting me find the direction of my life and letting me know that Leng Zihao is not worth mentioning in my life."
Zhan Yiran was like a butterfly that broke out of the cocoon, she was reborn.
Only when people face death, they know what they really want and who they really care about.
She felt that she was too stupid before, wasting her life for a man who didn't like her, and bringing shame to her mother and elder brother.
From now on, she will not be so stupid, and will not chase Leng Zihao. She will pursue her own dreams.
She wants to learn painting and want to be a person like sister-in-law.