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She was wearing a red lace slip dress. This girl only wore slip dresses to bed and didn't like wearing underwear. A large expanse of her chest was faintly visible, which was very alluring.
Su Xiaoqiang asked, "So, tell me, isn't it sexy or not?"
"What if I can't stand it anymore? Aren't you afraid I'll go after someone?"
"you dare!"
Gu Ran said, "Don't worry, when I'm looking for someone else, you're still on my mind..."
"……Stinking rogue!"
Su Xiaoqiang knew he wouldn't mess around outside, but she was curious about who the woman was: "Who is she? Where do you know her?"
Gu Ran thought it best not to let her get involved in the Zhang family's affairs, so she didn't tell her and replied, "She's just a woman who's not as good as you."
"You jerk, all you ever say is that to sweet-talk me!"
*……*……*
Over the next two days, more and more mixed-race people arrived in the capital, and some bounty hunters also took advantage of the situation to come, after all, the $100 million bounty was enough to tempt many people.
However, they were all mindful that this was China, and no one dared to cause too much trouble.
The only major conflict occurred when a group of high-caste mixed-race Indians fought for a seat at a roast duck restaurant and beat up a mixed-race Malaysian.
The mixed-race people in Malaysia are of Chinese descent and have many connections with prominent Chinese families, so they immediately went to Zhang Wanjun and others to complain.
To uphold fairness and justice, Gu Ran stepped in and cornered the group of Indians near the toilet in Xiangshan Park. He beat them up all by himself and even let his Malaysian friend have a go, slapping each of them a few times.
"You dare to lay a hand on us? Do you know who we are in India?" one of the Indians said angrily, glaring at Gu Ran.
Within India, because of their high caste, they basically acted with impunity, and the lower classes had to kneel and worship them!
"I don't care who you are, even if you're the Prime Minister of India, it's none of my business!" Gu Ran beat them up again, barely using any of his abilities; the sheer pressure from his glares was enough to overwhelm them.
These Indians are only at the B-grade bloodline at best, yet they dare to run wild in China. They really don't know their own limitations.
After beating them up, Gu Ran gave the order to send them back to their country and forbid them from coming back, as a warning to others.
Seeing this, the other families dared not continue to cause trouble and obediently followed the rules, queuing up as required and taking numbers as needed.
Zhang Zhenqi watched the whole thing from the sidelines, never expecting that the family's swordsman would be so domineering and stronger than she had imagined.
"I'll leave the rest to you. I'm going to visit some friends." Gu Ran handed over the cleanup to Zhang Zhenqi and then slipped away.
Zhang Zhenqi glanced at Gu Ran with a resentful look. Gu Ran hadn't come to see her for the past few days, or he would lock himself in his room, doing who knows what.
She peeked inside and saw him seemingly drawing symbols on a scroll? But she couldn't understand the symbols.
In the Zhang family, only those with the Bloodline Imprint - Edict have the talent to make talismans. Although Zhang Zhenqi's bloodline is A-grade, she does not have that kind of talent.
Gu Ran seemed to treat her only as an ordinary secretary, not even a friend.
"What should I do?" Zhang Zhenqi sighed inwardly.
*……*……*
Gu Ran carried four large boxes of sliced roast duck, along with some drinks and snacks, to the hotel where Chu Zihang was staying.
"Who is it? Is this the delivery service?" Fingel opened the door, his round belly making him look like he was five months pregnant.
"That's right, I've brought you takeout," Gu Ran said with a smile.
"Junior brother, I've been waiting for this day and night, and we've finally met up!" Fingel's face lit up with a smile, his eyes fixed on the takeout. "Roast duck, huh? I've been wanting to eat it for ages. I've been eating cheap soda at home every day, and my mouth is getting ulcers!"
He took half of the takeout from Gu Ran, then sat on the sofa and ate roast duck while watching "My Own Swordsman".
Gu Ran walked into the suite and looked at the messy floor, which was covered with a jumble of things, including leftover hamburger boxes and instant noodle containers.
Chu Zihang sat on the ground, looking at the earthquake data of the capital, seemingly trying to analyze something.
"Have something to eat first." Gu Ran handed him a box of roast duck.
"Thank you." Chu Zihang opened the disposable lunchbox. Gu Ran had already wrapped the roast duck he was given in spring pancakes, which was perfect; he didn't need to wrap any more.
Chu Zihang wolfed down two bites, looked around, and asked Fingel, "Where's Lu Mingfei?"
"He was afraid of bothering you, so he went to the internet cafe to play games." Fingel ate like Pigsy eating ginseng fruit, stuffing everything into his mouth. "I don't understand why you brought him here. If you're going to bring someone, you should bring a genius like Junior Brother Gu Ran!"
Gu Ran smiled and said, "Senior Brother Chu wants to help you two burdens rank up, so don't be ungrateful, you glutton."
"Yes, yes, I'm a burden." Fingel, like a dead pig unafraid of boiling water.
“A ‘burden’ refers to a child a divorced woman has,” Chu Zihang corrected Gu Ran, “like me.”
"In a broader sense, you could say it's like a pro player leading two useless guys." Gu Ran patted Chu Zihang on the shoulder. "Don't take it too seriously."
Chu Zihang nodded, thought for a moment, and then asked Gu Ran another question: "I don't understand why Lu Mingfei doesn't confess his feelings to Nuonuo."
In his eyes, Gu Ran had the most dating experience here, so asking him was the most reliable.
On the other side, Fingel doesn't look like he's ever been in a relationship.
"Hey, that's going too far!" Fingel seemed to notice Chu Zihang's gaze. "Back in my school days, I was a super A-level student, no worse than you two or Caesar. The girls who chased me could line up from the top of the campus to Chicago train station and still have room to spare!"
Chu Zihang asked, "Then why are you still single? Did you break up?"
“…That hurts, junior brother.” Fingel turned his face away, channeling his grief and anger into his appetite, and began to devour the roast duck.
"Senior Brother Chu, can you understand why Su Qian doesn't confess to you?" Gu Ran thought for a moment and asked in return, "Don't tell me you don't know Su Qian likes you."
Chu Zihang thought for a moment and said, "Susie knows that even if she confesses, I won't accept her."
After giving his answer, he also understood the answer to Lu Mingfei's question.
Lu Mingfei knew that Nuonuo would not accept him.
Fingel said, "Lu Mingfei is a coward, but also stubborn. Sometimes he gets carried away and charges ahead recklessly, but when it's time for him to show off, he backs down... He's an absolute idiot!"
Gu Ran tossed a bottle of nutritional drink to Fingel and opened another for Chu Zihang, saying, "Sometimes unrequited love is such an incredibly stupid thing. You know the other person won't accept you, but you still foolishly love them. It's really stupid."
“That’s incredibly stupid!” Fingel added.
Chu Zihang wiped his mouth, unsure of what to say. He felt that feelings should be expressed so that the other person could know.
On the other hand, even if Susie didn't say anything, he could sense it. Similarly, Nono should also sense Lu Mingfei's crush on her.
Just like before, when Lu Mingfei had a crush on Chen Wenwen, everyone in the school knew, and Chen Wenwen knew too.
"What an utter idiot," Chu Zihang thought with some annoyance.
A knock came at the door: "Yangtze River, Yangtze River, this is Yellow River, please respond."
Gu Ran was closest to the door, so she went and opened it.
Xia Mi poked her head in: "What are you doing here? Are you here to spy on military intelligence too?"
“Yes, I came here to pick peaches,” Gu Ran said.
Xia Mi gave him a disgusted look: "Are you a monkey stealing peaches? Senior brother, you're so dirty... And this place is so filthy, and the smells are all over the place."
Gu Ran said, "You should be content if it doesn't smell like photinia flowers!"
"What does the scent of photinia flowers smell like?" the three of them asked Gu Ran in unison.
Gu Ran raised his hands in surrender without offering any explanation.
Xia Mi wore a bohemian-style dress that perfectly showcased her slender and graceful figure, while also exuding a touch of girlish playfulness.
She brought them many local delicacies unique to Beijing, and when she saw roast duck, she happily ate some as well.
Chu Zihang kept staring at the map of the capital, and Xia Mi immediately understood that he wanted to deduce the location of the dragon's lair through earthquake data.
Gu Ran didn't disturb their conversation and sat on the sofa with Finger to watch TV.
The two were originally discussing when the Dragon King would be revived, when Xia Mi suddenly changed the subject and said, "Senior brother, my parents would like to invite you to our house for dinner."
"Damn, you're already meeting the parents!" Fingel knelt up from the sofa, turned to look at the two of them, "You two are moving way too fast, shouldn't you be having a baby's one-month celebration by this time next year?"
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"Full moon celebration my ass! I'm not even of marriageable age yet!" Xia Mi blushed slightly. "It's just a meal, what are you thinking!"
"Then why didn't you invite me to your house for dinner?" Fingel exclaimed.
Xia Mi was stunned.
"See, you weren't planning on inviting me, were you!" Fingel put his arm around Gu Ran's shoulder, making him join in the accusation. "You didn't invite Gu Ran either! He often borrows your kitchen at school! You clearly had your eye on Chu Zihang on purpose, wanting to bring him home and create a fait accompli!"
Xia Mi covered her face, feeling shy and unsure how to answer.
Gu Ran turned her head away and continued watching TV without saying a word.
Although Chu Zihang was cold and ruthless, he was actually very perceptive. He clearly sensed that the rhythm and atmosphere of meeting the parents were not right, so he decided to politely decline.
However, Xia Mi was very good at acting cute and clingy, and she also used her mentally challenged brother to play the victim, so Chu Zihang had no choice but to agree.
But he wanted to bring Finger and Gu Ran along, not wanting others to misunderstand that he was really going to meet his parents.
Finger clearly didn't want to be a third wheel, saying, "I'm busy, I'm going to visit the 798 Art Zone the day after tomorrow."
"I'm not free either. I'm changing hotels the day after tomorrow," Gu Ran said, watching TV.
Chu Zihang thought to himself, "It's one thing for Fingel to visit 798, but what kind of excuse is it for Gu Ran to change hotels? You won't change hotels today or tomorrow, you just have to wait until the day after tomorrow!"
With the help of his two perceptive teammates, Chu Zihang was free from the distractions of a third wheel and prepared to meet Xia Mi's parents on his own.
"By the way, Little Sister Erwuzai, what has Caesar been up to these days?" Fingel asked.
Xia Mi said, "I've been traveling around. This morning I think I visited Liulichang."
Gu Ran stood up at this moment, ready to leave: "I'm going to find Lu Mingfei, you two continue your conversation."
"Oh right, I almost forgot something." He seemed to remember something, stopped in his tracks, took out three keychains from his pocket, and handed them to the three people.
“This keychain has a locator on it. I made it specially because I was afraid you would lose contact with me if something happened. You should all carry it with you.”
*……*……*
Leaving the hotel, Gu Ran strolled casually down the street, grabbing a bite of any food she saw, then taking a picture and sending it to Su Xiaoqiang.
The city remains as bustling and tranquil as ever, with both triumphant and disillusioned individuals.
A while later, the phone rang; it was Su Xiaoqiang calling.
After Gu Ran answered the call, she asked with a smile, "What's wrong? Are you craving something delicious?"