Sister, look at him!

After receiving Luo Mingxuan's call, He Lan immediately brought his people to the back garden of the manor on the outskirts of the city.

The moon was bright as water. He lit a cigarette. When he was about to finish it, he slowly exhaled a puff of smoke and then quickly dispersed it. He pinched the cigarette butt hard and spat out one word: "Dig."

Soon, the tombstone was removed, and the coffin buried deep underground was carried out with the smell of soil.

"Young Master..." The butler with gray hair on his temples hesitated to speak.

He Lan closed his eyes in pain, and when he opened them again, he said with a bit of determination, "Open the coffin."

"Master..." The old butler pleaded with his face, his voice trembling, "Please don't treat Miss like this..."

The others were also a little hesitant.

He Lan ignored him and repeated, "Open the coffin."

The heavy coffin was opened, and everyone turned their heads away with some reluctance, except He Lan, who took two quick steps over and stared closely at the inside of the coffin.

Suddenly, he burst into laughter.

The others were puzzled and mustered up the courage to look inside, and they were all stunned.

The coffin was empty, with nothing in it except clothes and jewelry.

"Miss..." The butler looked at He Lan expectantly.

He Lan's emotions had calmed down, but she couldn't stop smiling, "Wan Wan, she's not dead."

“Then you…” The butler didn’t understand, but was greatly shocked.

"Isn't there such a trick in metaphysics?" He Lan said nonsense, "It requires deceiving something."

The butler, who knew nothing about this, looked at the others with a confused look. The others also didn't understand this kind of thing and were all confused. But they also understood one thing, that is, He Qingwan was not dead.

"Where is the young lady now?" The butler's professionalism allowed him to quickly return to his normal state. "Do you need a driver to pick her up?"

"She just returned to China and is studying at Beijing University." He Lan's facial features softened when he thought of He Qingwan. "I'll notify my parents first and pick her up when the time comes."

*

When he returned to the study, He Lan saw in the moonlight that there was a person sitting behind his desk.

"Who?"

He turned on the main light switch, and the entire study room instantly became as bright as day.

"Long time no see, Master He."

The long-haired man in a white gown crossed his legs and looked at He Lan, who had relaxed, with a smile.

"Yes, I haven't seen you for a while, Mr. Zhongli. Thank you for your care, my sister."

Hearing He Lan's words, Zhongli Yuya raised his eyebrows. He Lan was quite perceptive. He guessed all this just from a surname.

"Wanwan has a good temper. I like her very much."

Zhongli Yuya's smile widened. Your sister? No, she's mine now.

He Lan, who easily understood the hidden meaning of Zhongli Yuya's words, was about to go crazy, and his voice became a little colder, "Mr. Zhongli, it's better to have less trouble than more, don't you think?"

Hearing this blatant threat, Zhongli Yuya did not get angry but laughed instead, his beautiful eyes full of admiration. He was worthy of being a man who could be the son of destiny after integrating the worlds. He was really brave.

"I think you misunderstood." Zhongli Yuya slowly stood up and walked to He Lan and extended his hand to him, "Let me introduce myself again. I, Zhongli Yuya, am your parents' adopted son and your sworn brother."

He Lan was stunned when he heard this, and Zhongli Yuya continued, "Brother, how is it? How does it feel to have another backer?"

Looking at Zhongli Yuya's mischievous smile, He Lan felt a deep sense of powerlessness. He would be led by this man for the rest of his life.

Since childhood, he was tricked by Zhongli Yuya into learning a lot of random things. When he grew up, he was coaxed by Zhongli Yuya into practicing various boxing and fighting techniques.

It was not until his teenage years that Zhongli Yuya disappeared, and he also had a little sister.

Because his own childhood was so miserable, he did everything he could to make his sister's childhood as happy as that of a princess.

……

Not getting up early is happiness.

At nine o'clock, Zhu Li arrived at the downstairs of He Qingwan's dormitory on time with a bouquet of baby's breath.

Ten past nine.

He Qingwan, wearing a beautiful dress and delicate makeup, came downstairs. Ignoring everyone's gaze, Zhu Li rode the Bai sisters' electric scooter and took He Qingwan to the cafeteria.

At the same time, Bai Yiyi was standing downstairs of the dormitory building and cursing Zhu Li. Bai Yu pulled her hand and tried to persuade her, for no other reason than that it was embarrassing.

*

The canteen that Zhu Li and He Qingwan came to was a very famous canteen. It was cheap and the food was delicious. The only drawback was that it was too crowded.

"There are so many people." He Qingwan looked around curiously. She hadn't seen so many people for a long time.

Zhu Lixu put his arm around He Qingwan's shoulders and took her to a seat. "Wait for me here. I'll go buy some food."

He Qingwan sat down obediently and placed the light blue baby's breath on the table in front of him.

While waiting, she opened a social entertainment app out of boredom.

That was an account she applied for a month ago. She originally just thought it was fun, but later it became popular when she exposed a celebrity who showed off his wealth online, and her followers increased by millions overnight.

Anime girl, her nickname is just a simple Chinese character "鹤", and her signature is just a sentence of swearing, the kind that you won't be able to find even if you throw it in the comment section.

But the work of only one internet celebrity who debunks counterfeiting and shows off wealth has received over 10 million views.

This number is valuable.

But He Qingwan is not short of money.

After a brief thought, she raised her phone to take a selfie video with the caption: "Eating breakfast with makeup on at 9 o'clock, beating 80% of college students in the country."

As soon as the video was sent out, Zhu Li came back with the food he had bought.

He Qingwan immediately turned off his phone and put it aside, clasping his hands together in front of his chest in anticipation, "What delicious food did you buy? Let me see, let me see."

Soy milk, egg custard, pan-fried buns and pancakes.

It’s too Chinese, very Zhuli.

During the meal, He Qingwan took the time to ask Zhu Li, "Are you going to change your major later?"

"Well, I'll talk to Mr. He later and apply." Zhu Li carefully took out a napkin and wiped the soup splashed by the steamed buns on He Qingwan's chin.

"My brother." He Qingwan nodded thoughtfully, and then continued to ask, "Do you need me to accompany you?"

"No need, I can do it myself." Zhu Li smiled.

"Well, okay." He Qingwan also smiled broadly at Zhu Li, "Then are you free to come see me in the evening? I want to have dinner with you."

"Of course I'm free." Zhu Li finished his meal. He pushed his tableware aside and watched He Qing eat. "I'm free at noon, too. Can I eat with you?"

"Of course." He Qingwan had finished eating. She wiped her mouth, took out a mirror and started to put on lipstick.

Zhu Li silently collected the tableware.

After finishing her makeup, He Qingwan picked up the bouquet of baby's breath and stood up. Zhu Li walked around the table to her side and carried her bag for her.

The two of them walked through the cafeteria where there were not many people left and headed towards Bai Yiyi's electric scooter.

Zhu Li opened the lock and just as he inserted the key, he heard the sound of something heavy falling to the ground, followed by a series of screams.

He wanted to turn around, but He Qingwan hooked his neck and pulled him down. From his perspective, he could only see He Qingwan's smooth and white back and the panic-stricken crowd behind him.

The strong smell of blood at the tip of his nose told him what had happened. He wanted to turn back, but He Qingwan held him tightly.

"Bubbles, don't look."