Fang Zilan was silent. How could she not be clear?
The Ghost Sect Killer only has one word for ruthlessness. If you want to survive, you must be more ruthless than them.
Fang Zilan closed her eyes and clenched her fingers into fists. When she opened her eyes again, they were filled with terrifying murderous intent, "I will wait for him for seven days. If I can't see him within seven days, I will find him at all costs."
"You..." Wen Ya opened his mouth, but no sound came out.
He knew very well that with Fang Zilan's temperament, if something happened to the King of Wheels, she would turn the ghost gate upside down. But if Ji Ningtian knew that she was treating the Wheel King like this, she would kill the Wheel King by any means necessary.
Mo Han tugged on Fang Zilan's sleeves and said comfortingly: "Sister Lan, lucky people have their own destiny. I think Chu Bin will be fine."
Fang Zilan stretched out her hand to tuck the quilt for Mo Han, "You have a good rest and don't think too much. Leave the rest to me."
"Sister Lan, I..." Mo Han wanted to say something more, but her fingers pressed his lips. "It's not too late to tell me after you recover from your injury."
After she finished speaking, she stood up and said to Wen Ya and A Wan, "I'd like to thank you two for taking care of Mo Han's injury."
Wen Ya bowed his hands and said, "Master Fang, you're welcome."
Awan crossed her arms and said angrily: "Have I not bothered you enough?"
Fang Zilan walked up to A Wan, raised her hand and rubbed the top of her hair, "Thank you for your hard work, my A Wan. I will give you a big red envelope on New Year's Eve this year."
"That's pretty much it." Awan pushed her hand away, "I'm going to make some medicine."
Fang Zilan watched Awan's figure disappear around the corner. She walked straight to the backyard corridor, sat on the edge of the railing and looked at the gloomy sky outside. It was about to snow.
She stretched her hand out of the corridor, and sure enough, within a short time, fine snowflakes fell down, melting at the touch, and her palms became wet in an instant.
"Master Fang, why are you sitting here?" Xiao Xuan'er came over and put the hand warmer she was holding into her hand.
Fang Zilan looked down at the hand warmer in her hand and said thank you softly.
Xiao Xuan'er turned around and walked outside the corridor, ordered the boy to bring the brazier, then walked back and sat next to Fang Zilan.
Fang Zilan briefly looked at Xiao Xuan'er's clothes and returned the hand warmer to her, "You need it more than me."
"It's okay." Xiao Xuan'er gathered the cloak on her shoulders, "There will be a brazier to keep warm later."
As soon as she finished speaking, the boy moved the brazier and placed it in front of the two of them. The two looked at each other and smiled, then moved closer to the brazier.
"Master Fang has something on his mind?" Xiao Xuan'er asked tentatively, and Fang Zilan hummed in a low voice, "The more I know, the more people I want to protect, and the more things I have to fight for, but..."
She didn't say anything, and Xiao Xuan'er added: "The more times you are helpless, right?"
Fang Zilan sighed and nodded gently, "Yes."
"In the past, when I was with Madam, I used to have one-third of an acre in the restaurant every day, so I thought that was everything." A trace of nostalgia flashed in Xiao Xuan'er's eyes, "It wasn't until something happened to the villa and it suddenly experienced great changes. "Knowing that there is nothing you can do is not a light word. Behind it is often hidden blood and tears that can make people breathless."
"The world is unpredictable and people's hearts are complicated." Fang Zilan said quietly: "It's rare to hear Miss Xiao say so much. It's still her own business."
Xiao Xuan'er suddenly smiled, "Master Fang may have forgotten that you thought I talked too much when you first met me."
"Me?" Fang Zilan pointed at herself, and Xiao Xuan'er smiled and said, "Yes, Mr. Fang used to be such a cold person, but now he is warm-blooded and warm-hearted. On the contrary, I am much colder."
Her self-deprecating tone made Fang Zilan feel an unspeakable sourness in her heart, and she couldn't help but said: "I think Miss Xiao looks very good now."
"Master Fang, that's ridiculous." Xiao Xuan'er shook her head. Before she could say anything more, she saw a maid coming over and bowed, "Master Fang, Miss Xiao, lunch is ready."
"I know." Fang Zilan responded, "We'll go there right now." She got up and walked to the front hall with Xiao Xuan'er, where she saw Vice General Cao and Cong Rong already there.
Seeing this, Fang Zilan looked at Deputy General Cao and asked, "Where is Zirou and Shangguanmin?"
"Shangguan Min took the craftsman under custody and went to the workshop with Miss Ouyang." Vice General Cao touched the back of his head and whispered: "I have difficulty with my legs and feet, so I let them go."
Fang Zilan knew it well, "I don't want you to follow me because of your limited legs and feet. Is this what Shangguan Min said?"
Vice General Cao pursed his lips, and Fang Zilan snorted, "This stinky boy."
"Boss, Shangguan Min also has good intentions." Vice Admiral Cao defended weakly, and Fang Zilan said quietly: "Sometimes good intentions can lead to wrong things. When he comes back, I have to talk to him well."
However, who would have thought that Shangguan Min would be gone for most of the day, and he didn't come back until night fell.
Fang Zilan had been sitting in the front hall waiting for him. Seeing his tired look, she couldn't help but frown and said, "What's wrong?"
"Master..." As soon as Shangguan Min opened his mouth, his stomach growled, and he hung his head in embarrassment.
"Come and sit down, let's talk while we eat." Fang Zilan asked him to sit down, "Try it and see if the food is cold, I'll have someone heat it up."
Shangguan Min took a bite and said, "Master, are you the one who makes people warm up?"
"I've been overheated twice before you came back." Fang Zilan said helplessly: "Tell me, why is it so late?"
"Miss Ouyang was afraid of wrongly accusing the craftsman, so we went to the workshop to check the evidence." Shangguan Min drank a cup of tea. "After checking, the evidence was conclusive, but the craftsman still refused to admit it. We originally planned to imprison him." Went to Jingzhao Yin Mansion."
Fang Zilan asked while adding tea: "What happened?"
"Miss Ouyang's brother was in the workshop, and he tried to ensure that the craftsman did nothing wrong." Shangguan Min looked a little depressed, "Miss Ouyang couldn't control her brother, so she said that since the craftsman was sent by her mother, she might as well leave it to him. It’s up to her mother to decide.”
Fang Zilan's hand holding the teapot paused for a moment, "So you went to watch a play at Ouyang's house?"
"Watching a show?" Shangguan Min was stunned, "Master Fang, so you already knew?"
"How guessed it is." Fang Zilan said noncommittally: "Mrs. Ouyang held it high and let it go. Is this matter going to be settled?"
Hearing this, Shangguan Min lowered his eyes and said nothing, seeming to acquiesce, and lowered the hand holding the chopsticks.
Fang Zilan sneered: "What a big deal, I'll eat your food."
"I don't understand." Shangguan Min suddenly raised his head, with a look of unwillingness on his face, "Why did Mrs. Ouyang treat Miss Ouyang like this? Miss Ouyang is her biological daughter, why shouldn't she be in the Ministry of Works? Is it just that? Because Miss Ouyang is a woman..."
"Did others say this or did you think about it yourself?" Fang Zilan interrupted him. He turned away and said, "I thought about it myself." Mrs. Ouyang severely reprimanded the craftsman, saying that he missed Miss Ouyang's important event. He is not allowed to follow Miss Ouyang anymore, but there is no punishment..."
"How do you want Mrs. Ouyang to be punished?" Fang Zilan looked serious. "You can think of these, but don't you think that what the craftsman did was the instruction of Mrs. Ouyang?"
