Chapter 4 A Masterpiece of Humanity

“Hmm?”

Jiang Ran raised an eyebrow, looking at the orange twilight sky outside the window, somewhat puzzled.

At this hour?

“Who is it?” she asked.

The maid hesitated, subconsciously glancing at Si Yanxiao not far away.

Jiang Ran fell silent.

Alright, this time she didn’t need to calculate to know it wasn’t a good person.

She tossed out a “I know” and turned to leave. The moment the door closed, no one saw the man’s slender fingers twitch almost imperceptibly.

Downstairs, Jiang Ran had just come down when she saw a tall, thin man sitting familiarly on the living room sofa.

“Baby, you’re finally down.”

His greasy, sweet words instantly made Jiang Ran look like an old man on the subway looking at his phone.

“You are…”

“Baby, no one’s here, you don’t need to pretend.”

Lu Ziyi approached sweetly, his fairly handsome face radiating obsequiousness. The moment his large hand reached out, Jiang Ran slapped him hard.

“Smack!”

A loud slap.

“Who do you think you are? Do you even know where you are? How dare you lay a hand on me? You’re asking for death!”

Her cold words, spoken like those of a high and mighty queen, left Lu Ziyi frozen in place.

“Ranran, what… what are you saying? I’m Ziyi!”

Lu Ziyi was first surprised, then furious.

This woman, usually so subservient, dared to hit him today?

He held back, remembering the purpose of his visit, and forced himself to suppress his anger, making up an excuse: “Is it because I didn’t come to see you the other day? I told you, I was busy with investments!”

Investments?

At this point, Jiang Ran finally remembered who Lu Ziyi was.

The original owner’s former lover, a lazy, good-for-nothing man from a poor background. If she remembered correctly, this man was introduced to her by Song Yuqing?

Thinking of this, Jiang Ran couldn’t help but glance sadly at the second floor.

The man lying on the bed probably had no idea that he was being cheated on.

Jiang Ran sighed and rubbed her forehead, fidgeting with her fingers before frowning slightly. “So, what do you want from me?” If it were something underhanded, Jiang Ran would teach him a lesson.

Fortunately, Lu Ziyi simply sat down looking rather aggrieved, his face showing the typical bewilderment of a typical man.

“Ranran, you know, my recent investment project is in an emerging industry, requiring a lot of start-up capital. My family is poor, and I have younger siblings who need to go to school. I’m the eldest child, and they need my—”

“When did you have younger siblings?”

Jiang Ran didn’t even bother to expose him. A quick calculation told her this guy was a seasoned actor.

He seemed destined for greatness, but in reality, he was utterly hypocritical.

A gigolo, an only child and a mama’s boy—where would he get younger siblings?

Lu Ziyi paused, stunned. Just as he was putting on an act, he suddenly didn’t know what to say next.

“You…how did you know? No—”

He stammered, a little flustered, “Ranran, that’s not the point. The point is, I…I’m a little short on cash lately. You know, I’m doing this for our future. After all, you promised we’d be together soon—”

Together?

Jiang Ran couldn’t help but sneer. What kind of international joke was this?

“Why would I go with you?”

She couldn’t help but scoff, “Is the Si family broke, or am I out of my mind?”

Giving up a rich, handsome man and a great future to be with a smooth-talking, ordinary guy?

Lu Ziyi seemed not to have reacted. He was stunned for a few seconds before he came to his senses: “Ranran, what nonsense are you talking about? Isn’t this our ultimate goal? You use the Si family’s money to invest in me, this potential stock, and then I’ll take you away from this boring place and get rid of those two little bastards?”

Jiang Ran frowned, a question mark slowly forming on her face. “

So, who gave you the confidence to think you’re a potential stock?”

Jiang Ran laughed, a bright laugh, mercilessly mocking him.

Lu Ziyi got angry, furious and embarrassed: “Ranran, I’ve never minded that you’ve had a child, and I haven’t even touched you. That’s because I cherished and loved you. How could you just trample on my sincerity like this?”

Huh?

Jiang Ran suddenly stopped laughing. So, there’s no real progress between them yet?

This is truly an unexpected surprise!

“Ahem, well, what did you just say?” She coughed lightly, quickly becoming serious.

Lu Ziyi was taken aback by her sudden change in attitude, looking completely bewildered: “I’m sincere towards you—”

“No, the previous sentence.”

“My investment—”

“Okay, let’s talk about your investment.”

Jiang Ran directly and forcefully changed the subject. Since they hadn’t slept together, things would be easier.

This phoenix man was scheming to swindle money, huh? Then she’d make him spit out whatever he’d been cheated out of!

“Ranran, do you mean you’re willing to invest for me again?” Lu Ziyi thought Jiang Ran had returned to normal, so he quickly put on a loyal and devoted act: “Don’t worry, this investment will definitely pay off, and I’ll give you a satisfactory answer.”

Jiang Ran nodded pretentiously before starting her serious nonsense.

“Ziyi, you know I recently sold all my shares in the Si family company. If I sold them, I might have made tens of millions, but I’ve already spent a lot of money trying to smooth things over.”

She sighed with feigned melancholy before saying, “Ziyi, we’ve been together for so long, and it seems like you’ve never given me anything except money. You know, smoothing things over costs a lot of money. If we can’t hurry, and if Old Master Si finds out, we’ll have lost everything.”

After Jiang Ran finished speaking, she stared at the man in front of her with her beautiful eyes, a look that said, “Do you understand?”

Upon hearing this, Lu Ziyi’s eyes lit up immediately, and he quickly began to pledge his loyalty: “I understand, Ranran. I have 200,000 here. Although I… I’m also short on cash, for our future, I can give it to you—”

He said, taking out a bank card and placing it on the table, but Jiang Ran looked at him with disdain.

“200,000? That’s not even enough for one of my beauty treatments.”

This natural sense of superiority wasn’t Versailles, but it was enough to hit Lu Ziyi’s most sore spot.

His expression immediately changed, and then he gritted his teeth before saying, “Ranran, you know my family is poor, I don’t have that much money…”

“Last month you said you needed 500,000 for financing, and I transferred it to you via mobile banking.”

Jiang Ran scrolled through her phone’s chat history as she spoke, reading each message aloud: “At the end of last month, you said you needed a decent outfit, so I transferred 100,000 yuan to your WeChat account.”

She looked up, her gaze sharp, and asked, “So, what do you think 200,000 yuan is enough for me to do?” (