"The Han family is here today to discuss cooperation with President Han," Xiao Yuan said truthfully.
Bai Qingzhi on the other end paused for a moment, then her voice suddenly rose.
"Xiao Yuan, who talks about cooperation in someone's home? What? Can't you find a place outside?"
"Zhizhi, don't be unreasonable. We're talking about serious business today."
"Serious business? It's serious business between men and women, isn't it? Who doesn't know that Han Lan likes you? I think you just want to keep the red flag at home while having colorful flags flying outside!" Bai Qingzhi's voice clearly came into Han Lan's ears through the phone.
A surge of joy welled up inside Han Lan. He lowered his head and listened intently to the argument. The more unreasonable Bai Qingzhi was, the greater his chances of success would be.
Sure enough, after Bai Qingzhi shouted that sentence, Xiao Yuan also got angry, and his words inevitably carried a hint of blame.
Bai Qingzhi had never been treated like this before, and without saying a word, she began to speak recklessly.
"Bai Qingzhi, I have nothing more to say to you now! Let's not contact each other again until you calm down!" Xiao Yuan said coldly and hung up the phone decisively.
Looking at Xiao Yuan's face, Han Lan felt no fear at all; in fact, her infatuation only intensified.
“Xiao Yuan, Qingzhi certainly didn’t mean it.” Han Lan stepped forward and placed her hand on Xiao Yuan’s sleeve.
The other party did not refuse.
“Come on, I’ll take you back to your room,” Xiao Yuan said, unusually.
Han Lan's eyes lit up immediately; the other party meant...
She nodded shyly, and the two walked towards Han Lan's bedroom.
It was quiet all around, and the places a little further away were pitch black.
Han Lan's bedroom was decorated in a luxurious style, with carpets covering the floor.
“This carpet is quite nice,” Xiao Yuan said earnestly, standing at the doorway.
"If you like it, I can have someone come to measure it. This is a custom-made piece from the UK, made by a master craftsman. It's soft and comfortable to walk on," Han Lan said eagerly.
Xiao Yuan nodded and actually went inside.
The carpet was indeed custom-made at a high price. After carefully examining it for a while, Xiao Yuan decided to make one for Zhizhi when he got back.
It must feel comfortable to walk on it barefoot.
Seeing Xiao Yuan enter her bedroom on his own initiative, Han Lan felt her heart tremble with excitement.
But before she could take off her clothes, she suddenly heard a door close, and then everything went black and she knew nothing more.
Looking at Han Lan, who was lying unconscious on the ground, Xiao Yuan nodded and muttered to himself:
"The carpet is really nice; it doesn't even make a sound when someone falls on it."
He had originally planned to proceed gradually, but he simply couldn't stand the way Han Lan looked at him, like a dog eyeing a meat bun, eager to devour it whole.
Furthermore, Xiao Yuan felt that if he waited any longer, he would lose his chastity, so he had to act quickly.
He casually tore off a piece of clothing and threw it at Han Lan. It wasn't that Xiao Yuan felt sorry for her; he just thought her barely clothed state was a bit of an eyesore.
The video call was made to Bai Qinghuai, as had been arranged beforehand.
Lou Xiaoxiao was also nearby. Xiao Yuan took out his phone and took pictures of everything in the house one by one, asking Lou Xiaoxiao to help him see what the problem was.
Xiao Yuan had already closed the door tightly, and Han Lan wouldn't wake up for at least three to five hours, so he could now confidently let Lou Xiaoxiao observe him.
Finding disposable gloves on the dressing table, Xiao Yuan pinched two fingers together and put them on before starting to search for clues.
Lou Xiaoxiao didn't find anything in the first round, and Xiao Yuan wasn't in a hurry either. He firmly believed that since Han Lan had connections with the metaphysician behind her, she couldn't possibly be completely unprepared for herself.
Finally, on the third lap, as Xiao Yuan walked in front of the bookshelf, Lou Xiaoxiao called for a stop.
“That doll,” Lou Xiaoxiao said, looking at a new rag doll on the bookshelf.
Xiao Yuan took the rag doll down and, following Lou Xiaoxiao's instructions, unzipped the back of the doll, revealing a red paper figure inside.
"A blood curse?" Lou Xiaoxiao was surprised this time.
This item has been lost for many years; I never expected to see it here with Han Lan today.
"Put the things I gave you back along with this paper figure." Lou Xiaoxiao was surprised, but she didn't think it was a big deal.
Her sect was invincible.
Before Xiao Yuan arrived, everyone had already devised this plan. Lou Xiaoxiao had also prepared everything in advance. As long as she found the intermediary in Han Lan's family, she would have a way to find out who was behind it all.
Lou Xiaoxiao never expected Han Lan to be so ruthless to herself, actually letting that person place a blood curse on her.
Sensing the puzzled looks from others, Lou Xiaoxiao explained:
"A blood curse is to use one's own blood as a catalyst to cast a spell on oneself, and then pass it on to others through a curse. You might not feel anything from that, but if you were told that the person who has been cursed with a blood curse will be plagued by misfortune and will most likely die a terrible death, you would know how ruthless it is."
The most vicious part of this curse is after death; the soul of the person who cast the curse will be forever imprisoned by the sorcerer, never to be reincarnated.
It's a classic case of harming others a thousand while hurting yourself two thousand times over.
It's usually those with deep-seated hatred who can't fight back who resort to such extreme measures.
"Perhaps it's not that Han Lan is ruthless, but that he was deceived," Bai Qingzhi said, forced to reveal the truth.
Lou Xiaoxiao's eyes widened, unable to believe the possibility that Bai Qingzhi had just mentioned.
After all, Han Lan is so old and seems incredibly shrewd, how could she be deceived in a matter of life and death?
What Lou Xiaoxiao gave Xiao Yuan was essentially a blocking and tracking device; it would block the effect of any spell medium placed with it.
After failing several times, Han Lan would naturally go to find the sorcerer who cast the curse. Once Han Lan went there, she would know who the other party was.
Having achieved his goal, Xiao Yuan saw no need to stay any longer. Without even glancing at Han Lan on the ground, he opened the door and left.
I sent a message to Han's father, and the driver was already waiting outside; to be precise, he hadn't left.
She rushed back to the Bai family home that very night. Bai Qingzhi had just finished acting out a scene with Xiao Yuan and hadn't gone to sleep yet. Just as she was about to turn off her phone, she heard the sound of a car in the yard.
With everyone in the family resting, Bai Qingzhi curiously got up and pulled back the curtains to look, only to find a car slowly driving in.
Upon closer inspection, they recognized it as Xiao Yuan's car.
After putting on a coat and going downstairs, Bai Qingzhi wondered curiously how the other person had come to her home.
Xiao Yuan had already thrown away the clothes from the Han family while he was in the car. As soon as he got out of the car, he saw Zhizhi standing at the door looking at him with her big, curious eyes.
His gloomy mood from the night was relieved. Xiao Yuan took a few quick steps, then picked up Bai Qingzhi and carried her into the house.
Without lingering in the living room or other areas, he carried Zhizhi straight to her bedroom and closed the door.
Without hesitation, he lowered his head and kissed her, only raising his head when Bai Qingzhi was panting heavily.
Well, my terrible mood from the night before has miraculously healed itself.
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