After being murdered by my whole family, I was reborn

Zhang Ran looked at their miserable appearance and smiled: "You two sit down and rest for a while, I will accompany her to pick up the trash, and then we will go eat together." He took out a sack from under the bed and quickly chased after them.

In the blink of an eye, another hour passed, and Qiao Xi and Liu Xia's stomachs were growling with hunger.

Liu Xia was just about to call Zhang Ran when the two of them came back.

Liu Xia looked at them in surprise, their hands empty. "Where are the things you two picked up?"

Shu Baozhu explained with a smile: "Ran Ran asked the bodyguard to help sell it to the scrap collector. Let's go, I'll treat you."

The four of them had lunch at a small restaurant near the school, and then went home after returning to the dormitory.

Zhang Ran got into the car and glanced at Dong Chan who was sitting in the passenger seat. "You rest at home tomorrow. Let Qiuyu and Xie Wei protect me." There will be a lot of reporters tomorrow and she will definitely be on TV. Dong Chan cannot be exposed to avoid being recognized.

Dongchan gestured to her.

When we got back to the manor and got out of the car, Wangcai was the first to rush over.

Even though there were other bodyguards or cooks driving in, it could still distinguish the sound of the engine and accurately welcome Zhang Ran home every time.

Zhang Ran rubbed the dog's head with both hands, then slapped it on the head, "Go play by yourself."

Wangcai left, wagging his tail. He loved to go to the breeding park and tease the ferocious animals locked inside through the iron fence. Yang Tao was very worried when he found out, fearing that the lions, tigers, and human-faced bears would be angered by him and break out of the fence to eat Wangcai. He called Zhang Ran to complain.

Zhang Ran suggested installing another tempered glass wall and asked Yang Tao to find workers to do it.

After the tempered glass was installed, Wangcai still went to the breeding farm frequently. Yang Tao was not so worried anymore. He just asked the administrator and breeder in charge of the breeding farm to pay more attention.

Wangcai is Zhang Ran's favorite pet, and everyone knows it. No one dares to hurt it at all. It is worshipped like an ancestor, so much so that it is always treated specially in private.

Wangcai has become much fatter. For the sake of its health, Zhang Ran ordered Yang Tao to help it lose weight and strictly forbade others to feed it, fearing that it would be poisoned to death one day.

Fortunately, Wangcai has become a picky eater. After he lost weight, he no longer eats food other than that fed by the servants at home.

Zhang Ran walked into the living room. Jiang Nianmeng, who was sitting on the sofa playing games on her computer, glanced at her lazily. "Are you back? All your things are temporarily in the warehouse."

Zhang Ran didn't sit down yet and followed Yang Tao to the warehouse.

The warehouse is very large and contains a lot of miscellaneous things. The most eye-catching ones are the large jade ornaments, and in the corner there is a pile of raw rubies like a small mountain.

Considering that the things Jiang Nianmeng brought would be shipped to the orphanage tomorrow, they were placed at the entrance of the warehouse and packed in safes of varying sizes for easy transportation.

Zhang Ran opened one of the safes, and inside were neatly arranged rolled-up paintings.

There were footsteps behind her. She subconsciously looked back vigilantly, and when she saw Jiang Nianmeng approaching, she raised her eyebrows slightly and asked, "Isn't this number right?"

She gave Jiang Nianmeng a list, which included one to three pieces of calligraphy and paintings, one to two pieces of antiques of different types... no more than three pieces of each type, but this safe contained seven pieces of calligraphy and paintings, which was obviously an excess.

Jiang Nianmeng said calmly: "I won't charge for the extra items, I'll donate them to the orphanage." Since she was a child, she has been shopping in the antique street when she has nothing to do, so she has collected a lot of antiques. She took out some of them to donate as a token of her appreciation, saving money.