Impossible, impossible!
Murong Yan tried to speed up, but it was in vain; the bastard was running faster and faster, moving in high heels as if not wearing any at all.
This...
Her good mood just now was instantly swept away, it was disgustingly like swallowing a fly.
No way, I don't believe this, Murong Yan continued to accelerate, but after a few hundred seconds, her petite body couldn't take it anymore, hands on hips, gasping for air, she simply couldn't run further.
What was even more infuriating was this bastard, arrogantly stopping ahead, twisting his hips, mimicking a woman's erotic dance, and even turning back to give her a disgusting, flirty look.
Yang Fan did all this, then turned back, walked up to Murong Yan: "Still running? Will you admit defeat?"
Completely out of strength, and unable to run further, Murong Yan was so frustrated, she stayed silent, letting the bastard win.
Seeing Murong Yan gasping for air, Yang Fan's mouth curved into a proud smile; it was just high heels, after all. These things, weren't nearly as challenging as the old master's insanity, who had trained him to walk on Plum Piles as if on flat ground.
"Fine, I admit I lost," Murong Yan finally conceded defeat.
Yang Fan, who had triumphed, stared at her: "Remember what you just said; from now on, I'm free, and I entrust my senior sister to you."
Murong Yan's eyes widened: "Finding your senior sister is no problem, but, who said you are free?"
"You just said it, you're not thinking of going back on your word, are you? I recorded it." Yang Fan took out his phone and played back their earlier conversation.
Murong Yan calmly replied: "That was quite clever, but listen carefully, what I said was 'later', tomorrow counts as later, ten days later counts as later, a month later counts as later, even a year later counts as later. As for when 'later' actually is, the right to interpret that belongs to the person who initiated the competition, me, Murong Yan."
"You…" once again outmaneuvered by this woman: "You're so sly."
"That's called intelligence, you know? Besides, even if it's being sly, you've been slyer than me; when we were kids, you tricked me out of so many snacks and toys by being sly, I can't out-sly you."
Yang Fan wiped sweat from his forehead: "Can you stop bringing up childhood stories? Are you planning to remember them for a lifetime?"
Murong Yan raised her voice: "Exactly, I am going to remember them for a lifetime."
"Alright, alright, keep it in memory if you like," Yang Fan said as he walked forward.
"Hey, you got addicted to wearing them, didn't you?"
Yang Fan turned back, and the two of them switched shoes.
Tonight was a complete failure, but there will be more days to come, Murong Yan still had time to plan for the long run.
After a while, Murong Yan's private car arrived, she got in, and Yang Fan followed right behind.
Returning to the Murong Family, Murong Bo solemnly introduced Yang Fan to their family. Actually, there were not many people at home, just Yuan Shanshan and the couple, Murong Bo and Su Yufen.
"Yan'er, please take Yang Fan's senior sister's matter seriously, this is very important; as for Yang Fan, you met when you were kids, slept on the same bed, even fought and cried. In a few days, I'll find a job for Yang Fan, let him start with that, you handle the rest." Murong Bo greeted his daughter.
"Dad." Murong Yan deliberately prolonged her tone, don't always bring up childhood matters, those are old faded accounts, always that jerk bullying me.
"There are no outsiders at home, what's there to fear?" Murong Bo said dismissively.
However, Yuan Shanshan, who was holding her dog, seemed interested: "Cousin, you guys used to sleep together, childhood sweethearts, huh." She even winked as she said it, the implication quite clear.
"Go away, you little girl." Raising her voice, Murong Yan went upstairs.
Lastly, Murong Bo said to Yang Fan: "Yang Fan, don't be shy here, treat this as your own home. Shanshan, take Yang Fan up to his room."
Yuan Shanshan agreed and took Yang Fan upstairs.
The room was large and well-furnished, even the large bed seemed unfamiliar.
"Yang Fan, why do I feel like my cousin has some issues with you?" Yuan Shanshan stared at Yang Fan, trying to discern some clues from his expression.
"When we were kids, she really admired me, like a true follower, but as you know, your cousin was a chubby girl back then, and well, I... I... used to tease her a bit for fun, she holds grudges, it's just like that."
Yuan Shanshan shook her head as if she half-understood: "Forget it, you should rest early. Just a friendly warning, my cousin is not someone to mess with, be careful."
Yang Fan sighed. Who would have thought that the chubby girl who was always bullied by him in childhood would become the current CEO, a goddess in the eyes of thousands? Damn it, God, you're playing with me.
It would be fine if she was still chubby, but alas, a woman changes eighteen times between childhood and womanhood. The ugly duckling turned into a swan.
...
Nowadays, besides work, Murong Yan had two important tasks. First, to find Yang Fan's senior sister. She had already called Yang Huiru many times and believed it wouldn't be long before there was news; furthermore, she utilized the internet, new media, as well as traditional newspapers, print media, television brochures, and every possible means and channel to find Yang Li within the shortest time.
Recalling her childhood visits to the mountains with her father, it was always the senior sister who consoled her and scolded Yang Fan after he bullied her. Despite the years of no contact, the memories the senior sister left with Murong Yan were indelible.
The second task was also finding someone. Half a month ago, she was drugged and kidnapped, and she met a lifesaver in an abandoned factory. At that time, her consciousness was blurry and the room was too dark to see this person clearly.
After escaping, she drove away, arriving in Xinghai City, and he got off the car early. Murong Yan asked for his name, but he walked away without turning his head back.
She only knew that this person was young and skilled, but beyond that, there was no other information.
No matter how difficult, she was determined to find this person, who gave her hope in her most desperate moments. The joy of rebirth was unforgettable for a lifetime.
She tried various methods to find this person over the past half-month, but like finding a needle in the ocean, all attempts were fruitless; Murong Yan wouldn't give up, understanding the principle of reciprocating a drop of water with a gusher, no matter when or how, she was determined to find this person.
Of course, there was a third task she must do, letting Yang Fan this brat learn what it means to repay a tooth for a tooth, damn it, hmph, letting you be so arrogant as a child, jerk.