Am I the only one who didn't ascend?

Chapter 173

Qingpingsi Xiaobailou, underground cell.

Fan Li sat on the soft mattress, breathing in the unique aura brought by the incense worth a thousand spiritual leaves. The essence of her whole body seemed to be soaked in warm hot water... But she still felt uneasy.

Although she knew very well that she was not a prisoner, but a temporary refugee who was forcibly thrown away by a domineering mountain owner.

Although this cell was exquisite and comfortable beyond imagination, she had never lived in such a luxurious room in her life.

It should be said that when she was first brought into the Xiaobai Building, she was actually more relieved, as if the problems that had been plaguing her for a long time were finally temporarily left behind, even in the cold and damp cell. Living there for a while would be a kind of peace...

As soon as she entered the house, she saw a face that made her feel weak.

As a student who graduated from the Academy of Ningdan, of course she recognized Han Xingyan, the master of Lili Hall... When she was a student, he was an unattainable idol in her heart and a teacher who was in awe.

The idol and teacher were now sitting cross-legged beside her, her plump body wrapped in a crimson coat. Her breathing was so slow that there seemed to be no ups and downs, but the breathtaking pressure had not weakened at all.

In a daze, she seemed to have returned to her student days... But when she was a student, she had never had the opportunity to come into such close contact with Han Xingyan!

It didn't take long for Fan Li to become restless to the point of shortness of breath. Just when she was considering going to the window to get some air, she suddenly heard a cold voice ringing in her ears.

"Relax, I don't bite."

Fan Li immediately fell down, but the next moment he was lifted up by someone's gentle true energy.

Han Xingyan walked up to her, glanced at her face with his red eyes, and said: "Fan Li, a graduate of the 98 Art Painting Hall, is a little lacking in aura, but he makes up for it with diligence. The master of the Art Painting Hall once praised me. After you..."

"No, I don't dare to take it, Hall Master..."

Han Xingyan shook his head and said, "I am not the hall master, but you. What are you doing here?"

Fan Li took some time to stutter out his experience.

Things that should have been difficult to talk about, but in front of Han Xingyan, he had an inexplicable desire to talk about it.

After hearing this, Han Xingyan let out a long sigh: "I see, that's it... You, just live here peacefully. You don't have to pay attention to me on weekdays, and I won't disturb you."

Fan Li became interested at this time and asked boldly: "Then why do you want to come here, Master?"

"Me? Haha, good question." Han Xingyan sneered, as if he was laughing at Fan Li's overestimation of his abilities, and more like laughing at her own stupidity, "You and I are the same kind of problem. Don't worry about people who shouldn't care. I am very persistent, so I was thrown here to calm down. Stone Street Qingping Division, most people would never expect me to be here."

Fan Li was surprised.

Was Han Xingyan also forced by his family to go on a blind date?

Although I heard that marriages in wealthy families often cannot be independent, it is true for Han Xingyan's status... However, I have never heard of the topic of her marriage. With her conditions, there should be no shortage of suitors, right?Is your vision too high?Or is it that you can’t let go of your attachment to people you shouldn’t be interested in?

"Ah."

As if hearing Fan Li's random thoughts in his heart, Han Xingyan sneered.Fan Li suddenly felt excited all over.

"I, I don't think so..." Han Xingyan said, "Whatever you think. You were placed here just because some people think that two people in similar situations can understand each other... Ha, it's so whimsical and self-righteous."

After saying that, Han Xingyan closed his eyes and sat cross-legged on the bed again, his body floating slightly in the air.

However, not long after, she opened her eyes again and said to Fan Li: "Except for not being able to go out and walk around, there are no restrictions on anything else. You can exchange letters and even wander around in the universe... If you are bored or have troubles in your heart, just , try the Taixu picture scroll."

Fan Li's eyes widened: "I used to work in Taixu Painting Scroll Workshop."

"..." Han Xingyan couldn't close his eyes at all, "Picture scroll workshop? Ha, it's suitable for a child like you who relies on hard work to make up for his laziness, but it's a pity..."

Unfortunately, the words that followed eventually turned into sighs.

It's a pity that a child who should have a bright future is now being shackled in an underground cell.

And what's Fan Li's pity, isn't it her pity?

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At the same time, on the other side of Rongcheng Stone Street.

Zhang Fuhong happily drove Jin Yun and found Wang Luo who was working on Xiangshan Road.

"Brother Wang, the dinner time has been decided. Tomorrow night at seven o'clock, Xueshuang Tower, I will pick you up then."

Wang Luo wrapped the buns with light and swift movements while replying: "Okay."

Zhang Fuhong didn't leave in a hurry. He asked the store owner to bring two kilograms of steamed buns and a bowl of mutton soup. Then he simply sat at the table next to Wang Luo and began to explain the background of tomorrow's meal.

Even though there were a lot of customers in the bun shop at this time, he didn't mind at all the content of the family dinner of the richest man in Stone Street being overheard.

"According to what I heard this time, the second brother has stopped playing and is ready to be a spectator. As for my father, he doesn't like me emotionally, but he doesn't dare to offend me rationally. Of course, the main reason is that he doesn't dare to offend you, Brother Wang. This time the main reason is The problem is that big brother, he has been in the uptown area for a long time and his mind is a little hard to turn around, so he still plans to compete with me."

Wang Luo asked: "Then what do you think?"

Zhang Fuhong said: "The asking price is so high, it's better to pay it back on the ground. It's unrealistic and inhumane to expect to swallow up the eldest brother's many years of foundation. If we really want to rip it off, it will only hurt both sides. But his so-called foundation is not his private property, it is just a temporary handover from his father." He will take care of it. After that, he can continue to be his agent, and he can even enjoy the largest share of the dividends among the three brothers, but I am bound to win the position of head of the family and the decision-making power on family affairs. "

After a pause, Zhang Fuhong laughed and said: "I would like to say that I am doing it out of public motives to avoid hypocrisy, but to say that it is purely based on the revenge of villains, that would be too glorifying them. At least half of me is I can't see them being stupid. Although the Zhang family is not a wealthy family, it has been passed down through hard work for hundreds of years. It was fine for the past one or two hundred years to let someone like the eldest brother take the helm. But at this point in time, In the context of the pioneering strategy... they don’t deserve it.”

These words seemed a bit funny given his blond appearance and blue eyes, but nowadays, few people in Shijie looked down on Zhang Jiasanlang anymore, and the title of Fatty Zhang was almost extinct, and was often only seen in his name. My self-effacing words are spot on.

Wang Luo asked: "Then what's the crux?"

Although Zhang Fuhong talked eloquently, it was obvious that there were some particularly difficult problems at the family dinner, so he had to ask Wang Luo to be his backer, and then he had to come one day in advance to give Wang Luo his lines.

"Haha, Brother Wang Mingjian, it is indeed the news that I just heard. Brother, he has roped in foreign help this time, the same group of people from Yueyang who came to watch the ceremony."

(End of this chapter)