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"Dad, you're awake." After receiving a call from his subordinates, Ran Hao immediately rushed over from the company to visit Ran Zhenting. He forgot to knock on the door and rushed directly into Ran Zhenting's ward.

"Didn't I teach you to knock before entering? You have no manners at all." Ran Zhenting scolded Ran Hao angrily, and panickedly put the genetic report under his pillow.

"I'm sorry, Dad. The servants said you woke up, so I forgot to knock on the door and came in." Ran Hao thought that his father had not recovered yet, so he was a little angry and did not notice anything unusual.

"Okay, I want to have a good rest. You go back to the company first." Ran Zhenting said to Ran Hao with a cold face. He wanted him to get out of his sight as soon as possible. He felt heartbroken every time he thought of helping someone raise their son for more than 20 years.

"Okay, okay, dad, you take a good rest first. I'm in charge of the company now, so there will be no problem." Ran Hao patted his chest and said to Ran Zhenting very confidently.

After Ran Hao left, Ran Zhenting called his lawyer and asked him to come over and handle the matter quickly. The top lawyer He immediately dropped other cases and rushed to Ran Zhenting's ward. After all, it was better to handle one case for Mr. Ran than to fight dozens of lawsuits. He had calculated this number very clearly.

"Excuse me, Mr. Ran," He Lu took the pen and took notes respectfully, fearing that he would miss anything important.

"Well, I need to modify the will that was prepared for me before. The 80% shares originally given to Ran Hao will be completely revoked and changed to 0!" Old Ran patted his thigh and said loudly.

"0?!" He Lu was afraid that he had heard it wrong and made a mistake in the document, which would affect his future career, so he asked Ran Zhenting again.

"Yes, is there anything else that is unclear?" Mr. Ran said again impatiently.

"Okay, I know what to do, Mr. Ran." If there's nothing else, I'll go back and revise the document and give it to you for signature.

"Yeah," Mr. Ran sighed and replied to him.

Many days later, Ran Zhenting called Ran Hao to return to the company at 9 o'clock to attend a board meeting.

At the meeting, Ran Zhenting announced loudly: From today on, Ran Hao will withdraw from the Ran Group and will no longer have anything to do with our group. At the meeting, everyone was talking to each other privately, discussing what was going on, why his son was going to retire, and whether Mr. Ran was mentally ill.

Especially Ran Hao, he looked at his so-called father with dilated pupils, looking confused, but he also withdrew tactfully, "Okay, Mr. Ran, I got it, I'll pack up and leave the company later." Ran Hao left the meeting room with a dejected look on his face under the gaze of everyone.

Ran Hao returned to the office and asked his men to take a few cardboard boxes with his things. As soon as he got downstairs, he was stopped by the security guard.

"Wait a moment, Master Ran. We have received a notice from above and need to check the items you took away," the security guard smiled.

"Okay, check it out quickly." Young Master Ran looked unhappy, like a stray dog ​​with no confidence. He was thinking that he would ask his father what was going on later.

After returning home, the bodyguard did not let Ran Hao in, saying that Ran Zhenting had ordered not to let him in.

"Okay, okay, you want to make fun of me, right?" Ran Hao pressed the horn on the car hard, expressing his great dissatisfaction.

Ran Hao could only find a five-star hotel to stay in. He didn't dare go back to Qianqian's place, for fear that Qianqian would worry about what happened to him. When he was checking in at the hotel lobby, he suddenly saw a familiar figure coming over.

"Mr. Ran, it's you. Long time no see." Xiao Ronger was wearing a tight black and white professional suit, looking like a strong woman.

"Yes, Rong'er, long time no see. Is this hotel yours?" Ran Hao was a little surprised but guessed that the property belonged to the Xiao family. After all, the most luxurious hotels in the imperial capital were either owned by him or Rong'er's family.

"You're so smart. You're worthy of being Young Master Ran. Why don't you sit with me?" Xiao Ronger politely invited Ran Hao to sit down in the hotel's afternoon tea room.

"How come you are so free recently? I don't think you are someone who often checks into a hotel," Rong'er said jokingly.

"Don't mention it, it's ridiculous." Ran Shao sighed and said.

"It's okay, just say it if you want to. I never like to force others." Xiao Ronger began to gradually let Young Master Ran let down his guard.

"My dad, I don't know what's wrong with him lately. He's been acting weird ever since he got sick after playing golf with your dad. Today he even kicked me out of the company and wouldn't even let me go home." Young Master Ran seemed to have met a soulmate and told him about recent events.

"No way, it's so weird. But you can stay here without worry. I will have people serve you well. Don't worry, it should be no worse than the hotel downstairs from your house." Xiao Ronger patted Master Ran's thigh. Although she knew that he had Qianqian by his side, she still wanted to be the woman behind him, silently supporting him in everything and sharing his burden.

After spending an afternoon together, Ran Hao began to realize that Xiao Ronger was not as bad as he had imagined. She was still quite considerate, but he would never like her. At most, she could be considered as his friend. Ran Hao told her that he was tired and needed to go back to the hotel to rest, and they would arrange to have dinner together next time.

Xiao Ronger was also sensible and knew that he was just a tool to pass the time, so the two of them parted tacitly.

Xiao Ronger returned to Old Xiao's home and began to suspect whether it was a scheme by her father. After all, she knew too well how ruthless her father could be for his so-called career.

Xiao Ronger had dinner and chatted with her father as usual. They talked about their daily trivialities and laughed. Although she had grown up, their father-daughter relationship would never change. After dinner, Xiao Ronger even helped Old Xiao massage his shoulders and neck.

"Why are you so well behaved today? Have you run out of pocket money again?" Old Xiao smiled jokingly. After all, she would do this whenever Rong'er ran out of money.

"Of course not. I, your daughter, can make money now. You don't have to worry about me. By the way, what's wrong with Mr. Ran? I heard that he was hospitalized last time because of playing golf." Xiao Ronger tried to test Mr. Xiao's tone, wanting to know the truth of the matter.

"Old man, you naturally have a lot of illnesses. You don't care about me, but you care about other people's fathers," said Mr. Xiao jokingly.

"Oh, you're already old, and yet you're still jealous, hahaha." Xiao Ronger pinched his shoulder even harder.

Seeing that she couldn't get anything out of him, Xiao Ronger asked someone to stew some ginseng soup and send it to his father later.

After returning to the room, Mr. Xiao made a few phone calls and asked, "How is it today?"

"The Ran Group has kicked Ran Hao out and won't let him into the villa on the mountain. They also called a lawyer to the ward that day. I don't know what happened. I believe Mr. Ran is already convinced that Ran Hao is not his son." said the person on the other end of the phone.

"Hahaha, well done. The goal is to tear them apart. If we drive away Ran Hao now, it will be a piece of cake to deal with that old man in the future." Old Man Xiao regained his previous spirit.

Little did they know that these conversations had been heard by Rong'er outside the room. She opened the door angrily and ran away again, "Dad, how could you hurt others like this!"

"Rong'er, Rong'er, don't go!" Old Xiao looked shocked.

Xiao Rong'er, who was in love, immediately told Ran Hao the news, hoping to turn enemies into friends, and it would be even better if they could become lovers...