"Understood, got it."
After hearing President Zhao's instructions, Su Nan Yin's eyes flickered.
She understood that what Li Qian Fan was about to do had President Zhao's approval.
Not only would she have to clean up Li Qian Fan's mess, but after he was done, she would be responsible for reining him in.
Su Nan Yin was confident that she could complete both tasks flawlessly!
After respectfully inviting President Zhao to end the call, Su Nan Yin, who was watching television with Su Mao Mao, stood up and walked towards the door in her slippers.
Su Zui asked, "Mom, where are you going?"
"To the front yard."
Su Nan Yin grabbed her windbreaker and put it on.
Su Zui asked again, "Qian Fan, when will he be home?"
In a good mood that evening, Su Nan Yin teased her daughter, "What, missing your man?"
Su Zui blushed slightly but nodded, "Yes, I miss him."
"Silly Mao Mao."
Su Nan Yin opened the door and stepped out. "Wait a few more days. Zhai Xing just got injured, and Murong Ming Yuan is still recuperating. More importantly, Qian Fan has a lot of things to do. You should focus on your own work. Once Qian Fan is done with his current tasks, he'll need to shift his focus to the Guanyin Worm Project. You can miss him, but you absolutely cannot let your work slip. Otherwise, we'll be at a disadvantage."
Su Zui pouted and mumbled in a low voice, "That's not fair, it's like I only care about him and not work. Like, only I miss him that much."
Su Nan Yin raised her eyebrows—
But she ignored her and quickly walked to the front yard.
Su Xin, Kui Shu, and the others were strolling in the courtyard, digesting their dinner. Seeing their Madam arrive, they quickly paid their respects.
Su Nan Yin exchanged a few pleasantries with them and said to Su Xin, "Su Xin, accompany me to the basement."
This ancient mansion, with its three courtyards and three entrances, had several underground rooms.
The basement at the front was used for storing vegetables and miscellaneous items.
A basement in the back courtyard was used for hiding gold and silver treasures or for taking shelter during times of war.
The basement in the front courtyard was the largest,
measuring about fifty square meters.
After Su Nan Yin took over the mansion, she had the basement renovated. It could not only store things but also accommodate people.
At least,
Shen Cong Dao and Miao Han Yu felt like they had moved into the safest harbor since they started living in this basement.
Their hearts, which had been shattered by the Rod Team, Murong Ming Yuan, and their own kin, had finally settled down.
The two brothers only wished to live in this basement for the rest of their lives, watching television occasionally and practicing the Sunflower Manual.
They no longer had to worry about their lives being threatened.
Those who have never died—
Especially those who have died multiple times—know what a great happiness it is to live a peaceful life!
The two brothers were watching television when there was a knock on the door.
They immediately realized who it was and quickly stood up from the sofa, hands by their sides, bowing slightly.
Indeed.
As the door opened, Su Nan Yin, accompanied by Su Xin and wearing her slippers, walked in with a soft patter.
The two immediately bowed deeply and respectfully greeted, "Madam, good evening."
Since they were secretly brought to the Su family by Bai Du Niao's shadow, Su Nan Yin had given them several vivid ideological education sessions.
For this woman, Shen Cong Dao and his companion, who currently only wanted to live safely, felt both respect and awe.
"Mmm."
Su Nan Yin let out a soft hum and sat on the sofa, casually crossing her legs.
In the past,
whether it was Shen Cong Dao or Miao Han Yu, upon seeing a woman of such beauty, their hearts would race within a fraction of a second, their breathing would quicken, and their minds would conjure data about the length, width, and elasticity of a bed.
But now—
even though this woman casually placed her fair-skinned, rounded, and straight legs before them, both Shen Cong Dao and Miao Han Yu remained as calm as still water.
Not even a trace of dirty thoughts!
Their originally dirty and perverse thoughts had been completely cleansed by a certain mare!
They had become the purest-minded men in the world.
"How have you been these past few days?"
Su Nan Yin lightly swayed her feet, her slippers dangling in the air.
Her expression was "kind," but the gaze she directed at the two men was sharper than knives!
It could see through their innermost thoughts in an instant.
Shen Cong Dao and Miao Han Yu's answers and their reactions satisfied Su Nan Yin.
Her gaze quickly retracted its knife-like sharpness.
Su Nan Yin's toes continued to swing her slippers, and she asked slowly, "Do you... want to make the people who tried to silence you pay a heavy price?"
Shen Cong Dao and Miao Han Yu heard this—
They were first stunned, then suddenly looked up.
The moment they looked up, Su Nan Yin captured the change in their eyes.
It was hysterical malevolence!
People might "forgive" the harm inflicted by enemies.
But they would never forgive the harm inflicted by their own kind.
This was a most instinctive reaction for anyone.
Capturing the change in their eyes, Su Nan Yin smiled even more contentedly and said calmly, "Tomorrow, I will send you a plan. I will take you out regularly to help you vent your anger."
She was clearly using the two to strike a heavy blow against the twelve families.
Yet, she spoke as if she were helping them seek justice and vent their anger.
To her surprise, Shen Cong Dao and Miao Han Yu were filled with joy and gratitude, their eyes even reddening. They choked up and said, "Thank you, Madam."
This was Su Nan Yin.
Beautiful as a flower, with a dark and scheming heart.
"As long as your performance satisfies me,"
Su Nan Yin gracefully stood up, swaying her voluptuous waist as she walked towards the door, and said, "then in the future, like Kui Shu and the others, you can become members of my Su family. You can walk in the sunlight, and no one will dare to mock you for not being men anymore. I will give you the dignity you most desire."
Shen Cong Dao and Miao Han Yu were overjoyed.
Su Nan Yin's words were equivalent to telling them that as long as they performed well, she would protect them for life.
Crucially, no one would look down on them for not being men.
They were even more unable to control themselves—
With a thud, they knelt heavily on the ground and shouted in unison, "Madam! We are willing to give our lives for you."
"Living well is what makes you useful to me."
Su Nan Yin glanced back and said coldly, without stopping her steps.
She did not immediately show them favor when they knelt to pledge their loyalty.
On the contrary.
From now on, she would only regard these two as dogs with some use!
Only in this way would Shen Cong Dao and Miao Han Yu fear her more and dare not have the slightest rebellious thought.
In their subconscious, they would regard Su Nan Yin as their only master.
If the master told them to bite someone, they would bite that person!
This was Su Nan Yin's method of managing people.
After watching their master sway her voluptuous waist out the door, Shen Cong Dao and Miao Han Yu got up from the ground, exchanged a look, and then
together, a venomous grin spread across their faces.
Together, they raised their hands and clapped forcefully!
Just past three in the morning.
Zhai Xing, who had slept for what felt like a century, slowly opened her eyes as the effect of the sleeping pills wore off.
Since she had been injured in the back, she naturally could not lie flat and had to sleep on her side.
Fortunately, the girls usually slept on their sides, so it was not inconvenient.
The moment Zhai Xing opened her eyes, she saw Li Qian Fan.
Li Qian Fan was sitting in a chair by the hospital bed, his arms resting on the edge of the bed, holding Zhai Xing's left hand, and emitting even, soft snores.
Zhai Xing quietly gazed at Li Qian Fan's increasingly mature face, not moving for a full half hour.
Gradually, she closed her eyes again.
A happy curve on her lips, she slowly fell back asleep.
She was not dead.
Upon waking, she saw her young master guarding her side like a boyfriend.
Zhai Xing felt that with this one experience, she could die contentedly, even if it were immediately!
Alas.
Such a devoted little girl.
Especially when she woke up again in the morning, she saw Li Qian Fan, who had already been awake, quietly watching her, his finger incredibly gently and carefully caressing her cheek.
The happiness that surged in her heart made her eyes shine excessively within a few seconds.
"You're awake?"
Li Qian Fan smiled, bent his index finger, and gently flicked her nose.
Zhai Xing blinked, indicating that she was indeed awake.
"From now on, don't do such foolish things again,"
Li Qian Fan said in a low voice. "Otherwise, I'll be heartbroken. And don't forget, you and Zhai Yue and the others still have to spend your lives with me."
Zhai Xing's lips moved.
"What did you say?"
Li Qian Fan lowered his head and brought his ear close to her lips.
Zhai Xing's voice was as weak as a thread, "Shall we play 'Da Bao Huang' together?"
Li Qian Fan—
What a rascal. She almost lost her life, and she was still thinking about playing cards with her young master.
"When the time comes, don't cry if you lose."
Li Qian Fan looked up at her. "I'll have to prepare to go out later, so I can't stay with you."
Zhai Xing asked, "Going... where?"
Li Qian Fan looked up and towards the southwest. "Tianbei. I'm going to congratulate Feng Lin Zhi's son, Feng Han Yu, on his wedding."
Zhai Xing thought for a moment and asked, "Will someone... become the second Murong Ming Yuan?"