222: Late Night Infiltration

Late Night Infiltration

"Dad, it's alright, I will find that fiend myself. Besides, I already know the identity of the fiend, we only need to wait for her to admit it."

She looked at Lan Yaxin as she spoke.

"What are you looking at me for? I didn't do it, I'm going home, Grandma, Uncle!"

Lan Yaxin was quick, afraid that she would give herself away.

"Remember to get your parents to visit me!"

Zhao Xiumei cried.

"Mom, we'll have to find out more about this. Anran didn't mean to rebut you just now."

Lan Tingyun explained.

"I am seriously ill and can only live for a few more days. I think this brat is waiting for me to die!"

Zhao Xiumei snorted.

"Mom, we can't make a decision so easily without a thorough investigation! I'll tell you good news, and you'll be happy!"

Lan Tingyun comforted her with a smile.

"What? Is there any news about the house?" Zhao Xiumei asked.

"It's about Tingyi, he agreed!"

The expression Lan Tingyun saw on Xu Yanshan indicated that he would most likely agree to it.

"Really? That's great!"

Zhao Xiumei felt refreshed.

"They will come to see you soon!"

Lan Tingyun was overjoyed.

"What about the house?" Zhao Xiumei said.

"I haven't raised the money for the house yet, why don't I borrow it from the Lan Family's distant relatives?" Lan Tingyun asked deliberately.

"Forget it, you're the richest person in the Lan Family. The others are poor, who can lend to you?" Zhao Xiumei had no choice as she said.

"Grandma, now that Uncle has a job, shouldn't the 5 million be on the agenda?" Lan Anran smiled and asked.

"Anran, why are you bringing this up now? Your grandma is ill."

Lan Tingyun was dissatisfied.

"Grandma is ill but Uncle is well. Even blood-related brothers have to settle accounts. It's only right to repay debts. Why can't I say anything? It's not like I'm asking for your money, Grandma, don't be agitated," Lan Anran smiled and said.

"You… Cough, cough!"

Zhao Xiumei was so agitated that she seemed to cough, as if she really had a lung disease.

"Anran, you should have mentioned this behind Grandma's back. Aren't you just provoking her?"

Lan Tingyun pulled Lan Anran to the side.

"Dad, it's good that you know. Grandma may be sick now, but she is still protective of Uncle. What will happen to Uncle if Grandma dies? That's why the 5 million is a form of stress, one that will give motivation for Uncle."

Lan Anran explained.

Lan Tingyun thought about it and agreed. There was no such thing as a free meal in this world. This 5 million yuan would teach his brother a lesson so that he could work well.

"Mom, you're sick. Go back and eat your medicine and sleep. I'm going to cook."

Lan Tingyun smiled and let Lan Anran push her back into the room.

"Dad, the caregiver aunt will be here soon, you don't have to cook," Lan Yanran said. She enjoyed the food prepared by the caregiver.

"It's alright, just fire the caregiver. Your mom and I know how to cook. The hospital hasn't been busy recently, so we don't need a caregiver."

Lan Tingyun entered the kitchen as he spoke.

Upstairs, Lan Anran smiled at Zhao Xiumei.

"Grandma, you have to rest well. You might not be able to see the sun tomorrow…"

Her smile was horrifying to Zhao Xiumei.

"You… What do you want to do… Someone! Lan Anran wants to kill…" Zhao Xiumei shouted in shock.

"Grandma, don't make a sound, shh, hurry and sleep!"

Lan Anran covered Zhao Xiumei's mouth and smiled.

"Sis, what's wrong?"

Lan Yanran walked over to have a look.

"It's alright, I'm feeding Grandma her medicine!"

Lan Anran smiled and fed some vitamins to Zhao Xiumei.

"Sis, Sis Wang told me just now that Fu Guosheng seems to have been banned by the industry and is in a hurry to get help from his backer. "

Lan Yanran smiled happily. He was willing to share anything with his sister now.

"Really? That's great, evil doesn't prevail over good!"

Lan Anran smiled and helped Zhao Xiumei lie down.

At this moment, Zhao Xiumei couldn't hear anything from the outside world, because she was hypnotized.

"Will you be able to film and get back to work soon?" Lan Anran asked.

"Yeah, it's about time, but Sis Wang said I would have to wait a while longer. She wants to help me contact the investor. I heard that she will bring me to a banquet in two days."

Lan Yanran was excited.

"Banquet? What banquet?" Lan Anran asked curiously.

"I heard that it is a banquet hosted by the Zhao Family. In order to celebrate Old Master Zhao's retirement and to help Zhao Han rise to power, there are many big shots around."

Lan Yanran had heard this from Wang Qing, but Lan Anran had never heard Zhao Xiaolei mention it.

"It's getting late, let's go to bed. A star can't lose his looks!"

Lan Anran smiled. She turned back to see that Zhao Xiumei had fallen asleep and left.2

Late at night, Lan Anran couldn't sleep and turned on her computer. Just then, she received a text from Fatty.

"Boss, we're back and going to the research institute now."

"Be careful, call me if you need anything!"

Lan Anran reminded him.

Fatty and Skinny went to the research institute. Fatty infiltrated, while Skinny guarded the inspection mechanism.

"Damn it! This place is so eerie!" Fatty whispered into his earpiece.

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