Chapter 710: Chapter 710: 364 The Old Man (Midnight)_2

Chapter 710: 364 The Old Man (Midnight)_2

“Introduce yourselves one by one.” Ran Tengxiao waved his hand.

“Madam, my name is Ran Hong, I’m twenty-two years old, born in the year of the tiger. I work for Aunt Qing’s Zhuque Hall.” This man’s eyes were shifty, constantly glancing at Ming Jing’s face and swallowing his saliva more than once.

“Aunt, my name is Ran Gong, and I work in Baihu Hall.” He had a thin face and looked cunning.

These people, facing a young girl much younger than themselves and calling her “madam”, showed no shame and were quite adaptable.

It’s only because Ran Bowen’s seniority was so high, and Ming Jing was his daughter, that even the current head of the Rans had to call her aunt, not to mention these people.

These few people were among the best of their generation, working for the Qinglong Association, just to make a living. Since the incident of assassination of Ran Yang, Ran Tengxiao no longer trusted them, and they even suffered from exclusion.

Ming Jing nodded and smiled, “Hello everyone, I am Ming Jing.”

“Madam, you are really beautiful, much more beautiful than those female celebrities.” Ran Hong stared at her face with wide eyes.

Ran Tengxiao hooked the corner of his lips, “Ran Hong, aren’t those female models and actresses enough for you to play around with?”

Ran Hong grinned, “Compared with Madam, they’re not even worthy of carrying her shoes...”

Before he could finish, a teacup smashed into his forehead, accompanied by Ran Tengxiao’s furious roar, “Get the hell out of here.”

Ran Lun’s head hung even lower, and Ran Gong’s mouth slightly raised, a trace of mockery flashed in his eyes, quickly hidden away.

Ran Hong didn’t understand why Ran Tengxiao suddenly got angry and could only obediently leave. Before he left, he couldn’t help but take a few more glances at Ming Jing.

Ran Tengxiao squinted his eyes and gave Ye Jian a signal.

Ye Jian’s mouth twitched, and he left quietly.

Soon, there was a pig-like scream from outside the door, accompanied by the sound of rolling down...

Ran Lun subconsciously felt a pain in his back and hung his head even lower.

“Oh, Young Master Hong, why don’t you watch your step? You’ve fallen down such a high flight of stairs, you won’t be able to get out of bed for half a month.” That was Ye Jian’s voice.

Ran Tengxiao leisurely sipped his tea, “Auntie, I’m sorry to make you laugh.”

Ming Jing smiled and sat down on the sofa opposite Ran Tengxiao, a simple action that made many people’s eyes widen.

She had the guts to sit at the same level as Master Xiao.

But seeing Master Xiao without any resentment, even smiling more heartily, made them even more confused.

“It’s alright, quite interesting.”

Indeed interesting, when Ran Bowen was still alive, these junior masters were arrogant, relying on Ran Bowen’s old feelings and not a few of them had bullied the young Ran Tengxiao. After just a few years, these people were like mice, and Ran Tengxiao was the cat.

These people were all trembling with fear, living quite a difficult life indeed.

Thirdly, the young lady had some utilitarian value.

Wan Xiang gave him a look: “Do you think Master Xiao cares about these things?”

“I know Master Xiao doesn’t care, of course.” Ran Gong glanced around cautiously, then whispered to Wan Xiang: “I’ve been hearing some rumors lately, which might have something to do with the young lady’s return.”

Ran Gong looked around warily, “There’s still time, let’s go to the bar and have a few drinks. I heard there are some new arrivals...”

The two walked away arm in arm.

Ran Lun went straight home, behaving as if he didn’t know anyone.

As Lin Feng was driving out of the manor, he saw Ran Hong limping along in the shadows, bruised and battered, looking utterly pathetic.

Ran Hong saw Lin Feng’s car and waved, hoping for a ride, but the car whizzed past him.

Ran Hong was left with a mouthful of exhaust fumes.

Lin Feng looked in the rearview mirror and smirked.

Soon, Lin Feng’s brows furrowed.

He was uncertain of what Master Xiao was thinking at the moment.

The young lady’s status was awkward. She could have been dealt with quietly outside, as there were many other ways to handle the Qinglong Order.

However, Master Xiao insisted on bringing her back with much fanfare. How was he going to wrap up this grand game plan?

Moreover, this young lady seemed simple, but she was far from it.

Lin Feng only hoped Master Xiao wouldn’t end up losing both the lady and his troops.

—

The living room quieted down.

Ran Tengxiao raised his hand, “Xiao Hua.”

A pretty young girl came out, “Master Xiao.”

“Have you prepared the room?”

“Yes, it’s ready.”

“Little aunt, Xiao Hua is Butler Ran’s daughter. From now on, she’ll take care of your daily needs.”

Xiao Hua smiled: “Greetings, Miss, my name is Ran Yunhua, but everyone calls me Xiao Hua. Let me show you to your room.”

Ming Jing nodded with a smile: “Alright.”

Just then, a drunken voice came from outside: “Drink, keep drinking, Xiao Mei, who do you really like ...”

Immediately after, a wobbly young man was brought in by Ye Jian, who said helplessly: “Master Xiao, Young Master Hui is drunk.”