The villain is too crazy, the little ancestor is not going to do it anymore

After Yu Laoer vented his anger and finally stopped his fists raining down like raindrops, Jiang Lan's face was already swollen beyond recognition, and his once handsome appearance was replaced by a mess.

Her eyes were red, and tears mixed with blood flowed across her scarred cheeks, making her look particularly sad.

At this time, Yu Chuan slowly stepped forward and carefully helped her up. His face was full of concern and worry, and his voice was trembling a little, "Lanlan, are you okay? Does it hurt?"

His words were full of heartache, as if he wanted to use all his warmth to soothe her wounded heart.

Jiang Lan buried her tear-stained, unrecognizable face deeply in his arms, as if that was her only safe haven.

She cried heartbreakingly and gasped for breath, as if she wanted to pour out all the grievances and pain.

Yu Chuan frowned and patted her back gently, trying to comfort her in this way.

However, his consolation seemed extremely perfunctory, and from beginning to end he never expressed the slightest blame or dissatisfaction towards his second son's atrocities.

This scene made Gu Ranle feel sick to his stomach.

The behavior of this family can simply be described as "weird".

She was too lazy to look any further and turned into the yard.

However, just after taking two steps, Jiang Lan's crying voice came from behind: "Gu Ranle!"

Gu Ranle stopped and turned back impatiently.

Jiang Lan was staring at her with his red and swollen eyes, as if he wanted to pour out all his hatred on her.

Jiang Lan's voice was somewhat resolute: "Tell your grandfather that if he doesn't see me, I will kneel at the door until he is willing to see me!"

Upon hearing this, Gu Ranle curled up the corner of his mouth into a sneer.

She raised her eyebrows, her tone full of sarcasm, "That's great, then kneel down! Let's see if you can move him with your 'filial piety'!"

"Oh, by the way, if you get tired of kneeling, ask your man to buy you a bed and a quilt, so you can lie down for a while and then continue kneeling."

After saying that, she turned around and told the bodyguard at the door to close it.

As soon as I arrived under the crabapple tree, I saw Jiang Haisheng hurriedly walking through the corridor, with anxiety that was hard to conceal in every step, "Miss Lele, please go and see the old man! Something is wrong."

Gu Ranle's heart suddenly tightened, as if it was being held tightly by an invisible hand. An ominous premonition made her involuntarily quicken her pace.

There was a barely perceptible tremor in her voice: "Is the old man awake?"

"No, but I slept very restlessly." Jiang Haisheng's eyes were full of worry. "He looked very bad, as if he was haunted by some nightmare."

Upon hearing this, Gu Ranle immediately changed from walking to running, as if every second of delay would make the situation worse.

She rushed to Mr. Jiang's bedroom, praying silently in her heart that everything would be safe and sound.

In the bedroom, Mr. Jiang was lying on the bed. Just as Jiang Haisheng had described, he was sleeping very uneasily, with his brows furrowed, his face covered with fine beads of sweat, and his face frighteningly pale, as if he would wake up from his dream at any time, yet was deeply bound by some force.

Gu Ranle quickly and calmly ordered: "Uncle Jiang, prepare a basin of warm water and a clean towel."

"Okay!" Jiang Bo responded and left, his movements quick and neat.

Gu Ranle did not waste a moment. She quickly washed her hands, did a simple disinfection, and then walked to Mr. Jiang's bedside.

She took out a box of exquisite silver needles from the medical bag she carried with her. Her technique was skillful and precise. After a few injections, Mr. Jiang's body shook slightly, and then he slowly opened his eyes.

When he saw her, Mr. Jiang's tears silently fell before he even opened his mouth.

Gu Ranle saw it all and felt mixed emotions.

She sighed softly, her voice gentle but with unquestionable strength, "Don't move, there is a needle on your head."

"Le Le..." Old Master Jiang's voice was hoarse and weak, as if every word carried a heavy burden.

Gu Ranle shook her head gently, with a hint of helplessness in her tone, "Heart disease needs to be treated with heart medicine. If you can't figure it out yourself, no one can help you. There are some things that you have to face and accept yourself."

Tears continued to slide down the corners of Mr. Jiang's eyes. He choked and said, "I don't know why she became like this. I'm sorry... Lele, I'm sorry for you and your father..."

Gu Ranle gently wiped the tears from his face with a tissue, and said in a light voice, "She is she, and you are you. You have not done anything wrong to me. Some things are beyond your control."

"About your father..." Old Master Jiang hesitated to speak. It was obvious that the following words were difficult for him to say.

He knew very well that a son should pay for his father's debts, but the father could not escape blame for the son's debts.

His daughter turned out to be a murderer, which was his greatest dereliction of duty and pain as a father.

Gu Ranle could guess what he wanted to say, but she pretended to be confused and asked, "What happened to my father? If you have anything to say, just say it."

She wanted to know what position Jiang Lan occupied in his heart, and whether this family affection was enough to make him ignore all the crimes.

Mr. Jiang took a deep breath, as if he had gathered all his courage.

"Your father...his...his death is related to your mother. I am sorry for you and your father..."

Gu Ranle heard this and smiled bitterly: "When did you know?"

"These past few days, I had someone reinvestigate what happened back then." Mr. Jiang's eyes were filled with pain and regret.

Gu Ranle smiled softly, with a hint of relief in her voice, "I'm glad you told me this. But I already knew this."

"you……"

The old man opened his eyes wide, a look of disbelief on his face.

Gu Ranle took a deep breath and continued, "Are you surprised? Actually, I'm not surprised at all. She was able to have an affair with Yu Chuan when she was pregnant with me, and even wanted to abort me several times and run away with Yu Chuan. After giving birth to me, she asked my father for 1 billion in compensation. It was destined that she would spend the 1 billion sooner or later and then ask my father for money again. After failing to succeed, she killed my father just because of her nature."

"you……"

Old Master Jiang moved his lips, but only said one word.

Gu Ranle wiped his tears, "I know, you want to ask me if I hate her? Without love, there would be no hatred. But to avenge my father is my duty as a daughter. However, I can assure you that I will not do anything to her before you are a hundred years old."

As Mr. Jiang listened to Gu Ranle's words, tears welled up in his eyes again.