Chapter 0112

Luo Yao asked Uncle Fu again, "Has Luo Wuyou's body been found?"

"No, all the plane wreckage has been recovered, but there's no sign of him."

"I see. You may go."

After Uncle Fu left, the two of them got cozy again, with Lin Ran going all out until the break of dawn.

By the next morning, when Lin Ran woke up, the other side of the bed was empty. The lingering warmth on the sheets reminded him that Luo Yao had already gotten up.

Had she gone to the company? Impossible—weren’t they supposed to visit the old family mansion together today?

Suddenly, Lin Ran heard Luo Yao’s voice coming from the walk-in closet. Puzzled, he walked in and found the room packed with people.

"The clothes here still aren’t enough. Clear out Villa No. 2 tomorrow—we’ll turn the whole place into A-Ran’s wardrobe."

Uncle Fu replied, "Yes, Miss."

"This outfit will make A-Ran look absolutely irresistible."

"This one’s nice too—A-Ran will instantly turn into a domineering CEO… And this one, so elegant and refined. He’ll look like a sophisticated villain. Ah, A-Ran is just so versatile! He’s such a master of disguise."

Lin Ran listened from outside, his face darkening. Darling, these are all just your fantasies, okay?

When have I ever disguised myself?

In front of you, I’m as transparent as a sheet of paper.

Uncle Fu, standing inside the closet, wore a knowing smile. "It’s been so long since I’ve seen the young miss this happy!"

The other servants eagerly chimed in.

"Miss, Young Master Lin is a natural-born model—he looks good in anything! Just go back to the old mansion for a while. There’s no way he could wear all these even if he tried!"

Luo Yao thought for a moment and realized they had a point.

"Young Master Lin, you’re awake?"

"The miss has been picking out clothes and accessories for your visit to the old mansion today."

Uncle Fu was the first to spot Lin Ran eavesdropping by the door.

Hearing that A-Ran was awake, Luo Yao immediately turned around. Her gaze lingered on Lin Ran’s body, gradually slipping into a state of infatuation.

"A-Ran, how about this one?"

"Looks great. Anything you pick is perfect."

"Then put it on. Right now."

Lin Ran: ???

"Fine."

What else could he do? Just indulge her.

Uncle Fu signaled for everyone to leave. Inside the walk-in closet, Luo Yao made Lin Ran change outfits repeatedly, showering him with affection each time.

By noon, Lin Ran emerged looking dashing—but leaning heavily against the wall for support.

"Uncle Fu, hurry!"

Understanding immediately, Uncle Fu brought out an assortment of tonics, along with vitamins and amino acids to accompany the meal.

At the dining table, Luo Yao had resumed her usual icy demeanor.

"A-Ran, don’t feel pressured when we go to the old mansion today. If anyone provokes you, just slap them. I’ll have people follow you—no one will dare lay a finger on you."

Lin Ran fed the little demoness a bite while replying, "Mm, but randomly hitting people isn’t great, right? They’re still your family."

"You’re wrong, A-Ran. Remember this—not a single person in the Luo family is good. Just treat them all like dogs."

Lin Ran’s expression darkened. Wasn’t Luo Yao being a little too blunt?

"Alright, I’ll listen to you. If anyone messes with me, I’ll first greet their relatives, then slap them."

After lunch, Luo Yao and Lin Ran, accompanied by a security team of twenty-eight and Uncle Fu, set off for the Luo family’s old mansion.

The drive felt endless, and Lin Ran grew increasingly nervous.

In his past life, he’d never been to the Luo family’s old mansion and had no memories of it.

But he could guess—the Luo family was no gathering of saints.

A clan that had survived for so many years couldn’t possibly be free of darkness.

Would he really run into some fool who didn’t know better today?

By now, the old mansion was packed to the brim.

The Luo family’s summons hadn’t been issued in years, but whenever it was, every member had to attend—no exceptions.

Aside from Old Master Luo, there was also Second Master, though he couldn’t attend due to a stroke.

But his lineage was thriving, with sons begetting more sons—endless joy.

Between direct and collateral relatives, there were already dozens present.

The old mansion wasn’t particularly large—in fact, it was less than a tenth the size of Lin Ran’s estate. Now, with dozens crowding the front courtyard, it looked less like a family gathering and more like a tourist attraction.

Though the crowd was sizable, compared to the last summons, at least two-thirds were missing.

Where had those people gone?

Naturally, Luo Yao had dealt with them.

"The last summons was eight years ago. Who’d have thought we’d all gather again after so long?"

"Do you even remember what the last summons was for?"

"How could we forget? It was to confer the title of Guardian on Luo Yao. She refused, and the scene that followed… Luo Yao was like a demon."

"Shh! Keep it down. Luo Yao is the family head now, and the Luo Group is thriving. You’re all living off the money she earns—yet you still talk like this?"

"What, we can’t even speak? Any other family head would support us too!"

"But Luo Yao is ruthless. She refused the Guardian title and personally wiped out the main branch—her own siblings, elders, even her parents. With your status, how many lives do you think you have to spare?"

"Ugh, even the two bodyguards I brought were stopped at the gate."

"No helping it. Luo Yao has had the old mansion under total control for years. If not for the old master’s summons, I’d never set foot here again."

"This rule needs to change. That damn summons is treated like some imperial decree."

"Ha! You’ve got some nerve. Do you even realize the gatekeepers here are all Luo Yao’s people now?"

A quiet warning silenced the gossiping group.

Just then, a masked woman stepped into the front hall.

"The old master wants to know—who’s still missing?"

"Only Luo Yao," someone answered.

The masked woman’s eyes burned with hatred.

"That insolent girl dares to ignore the family summons? Lock the gates! The old master’s orders—if she won’t come, then she’s not welcome!"

The gates began to creak shut. Luo Yao’s guards made no move to stop it, instead watching with amusement.

The moment the gates closed, Uncle Fu’s voice rang out from outside.

"The family head has arrived. Old Master Luo is to open the gates personally to receive her."

Everyone turned to the masked woman, confused—why hadn’t Old Master Luo appeared yet?

Uncle Fu stood outside holding a case. Just as he was about to call again, Luo Yao raised a hand to stop him.

"If they won’t open the gates, then they won’t need them anymore."

At her words, Uncle Fu nodded to a few guards.

Inside, people were still wondering about the silence when faint, ominous sounds reached their ears.

The noise was unmistakable—grenades being thrown.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

The sound of destruction echoed through the courtyard. When the dust settled, Luo Yao strode in, leading a formidable entourage of thirty.