Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

“Of course, you don’t have to remind me. 10 billion is just another price. I will discuss the treatment fees with them again. Mo Jinrong wants to treat his illness, so he wouldn’t reject me.”

Lan Anran smiled in the car. She would be a fool not to earn money.

Skinny drove to a secret corner outside the Zhao Family’s banquet hall.

“Meet me at the door.”

Lan Anran shut the car door swiftly.

Before the banquet started, she had to arrive early to book the suite next to the presidential suite.

Entering the hall, Lan Anran received strange looks. Perhaps it was because of her appearance that made the people in the hotel more vigilant.

“Hi, I want a suite.”

Lan Anran spoke directly.

“Do you want a family-style suite or…”

“Sorry, I want the presidential suite.”

Lan Anran interrupted.

Behind the front desk was a young lady. There was surprise in her eyes and she was slightly taken aback before she smiled.

“Sorry, the presidential suite is booked for tonight and tomorrow. Do you need another suite?”

The young lady spoke apologetically to Lan Anran.

“The one next door works too.”

Under Lan Anran’s veil, a faint smile could be seen.

The receptionist at the front desk arranged an ordinary suite for Lan Anran and she eyed her briefly.

She wore a hat, a bamboo veil, black and red modified clothing, and carried a wooden chest. She looked like a martial arts practitioner.

Lan Anran walked up the elevator under everyone’s gaze and arrived at the ordinary suite.

She started to prepare the things she would be using later. Due to the tedious procedures, she had to prepare in advance and she estimated the time would be right before the banquet started.

Mo Jinrong was still dealing with his business when Mo San suddenly walked over.

“Young Master, Miss Lan is missing.”

Mo Jinrong was stunned, he stopped writing and slowly raised his eyes.

“Where did she go?”

“According to our brothers, Miss Lan booked a taxi and drove two rounds around Rong City. She then went to various shopping malls to buy a cart of luxury goods. Our brothers were too tired and couldn’t keep up, so she disappeared. She seemed to have left in a taxi.”

Mo San lowered his head.

“Go and guard the Lan Family house immediately and see if she’s back.”

Mo Jinrong instructed.

“Yes, Young Master. When are we going to the Zhao Family’s house banquet?”

Mo San looked at his watch and saw that it was almost time to leave.

“There’s no rush, let’s go over later and get me the guest list.”

Mo Jinrong wanted to see if there were anyone suspicious amongst the guests, as Zero might be mixed in.

Mo San turned around and got the guest list for the Zhao Family’s banquet, passing it to Mo Jinrong.

Mo Jinrong looked at the list in detail, his gaze suddenly fixed on a name and he frowned.

“Didn’t Qin Tian come alone?”

“Yes, Qin Tian has a younger sister who is 18 years old. I heard that she has heart disease as well and no one dares to agitate her. She is wilful and arrogant and has been living abroad. She only returned after the Qin Family moved to the country.”

Mo Jinrong looked at Qin Xue’s photo and found that she looked a little similar to his sister. Perhaps it was because of their heart disease, but he felt his heart ache for her.

“Young Master, is there a problem?”

Mo San looked at Mo Jinrong hesitantly.

“No, keep an eye out for the live feed. I’ll keep an eye out after the banquet.”

Mo Jinrong was still worried, as he would have to personally supervise the medicine.

“Young Master! Didn’t you say that Miss Lan is watching you closely? Let’s not take the risk tonight.”

Mo San was worried about Mo Jinrong as he knew about Lan Anran’s skills. If anything went wrong, things would escalate.

“It’s alright, go prepare a decent suit for me.”

Mo Jinrong spoke coldly.

….

Zhao Xiumei, who was being examined in the hospital, was still quietly waiting for her results, feeling a little uneasy.

“Mom, don’t be nervous, it’ll be alright.”

Lan Tingyun comforted her.

Zhao Xiumei’s usual mean expression was replaced with fear.

Li Yueru received the test results and her eyebrows relaxed.

“How is it?”

Lan Tingyun asked nervously.

“Mom isn’t ill, it’s strange why they said she had late-stage lung cancer.”

Li Yueru was perplexed.

“What did you say? I’m really not ill?”

Zhao Xiumei was overjoyed and tears streamed down her face. She had been thinking that she was going to die and was feeling unwell. She didn’t expect it to be a hallucination.

“Is this a medical miracle? Or has the medicine really taken effect?”

Lan Tingyun held Zhao Xiumei’s hand excitedly.

“Are you disappointed that I didn’t die?” Zhao Xiumei returned to her usual harsh self and asked.

“Mom, that’s not what I meant.”

Zhao Xiumei didn’t want to hear his explanation, she just wanted to find Tingyi and tell him the good news.

“Tingyi will be so happy if he finds out. I don’t know where he is right now.”

Zhao Xiumei was a little sad when she thought of Lan Tingyi.

Now that she was better, she didn’t have to suffer from Lan Anran anymore. Thinking of this, she got up and broke into a smile..