It was just a love letter; I'm really no great writer!

Lu Ran's right leg has almost fully recovered.

He took a few steps to Zhao Qingqing and realized that he was even shorter than her.

Looking down, I saw that the woman was wearing black high-heeled leather boots on such a hot day.

But she is at least 1 meters tall, and her long legs, encased in jeans, are about 78 meters long, making her look incredibly graceful and slender.

She wore a very short leather jacket on her upper body, covering her round breasts and revealing her fair waist with clearly visible abs.

She has a sweet and cool style, but gives people a very cold feeling.

"Stabbing us in the back, is this how you do things?" Lu Ran sneered.

Zhao Qingqing propped herself up on her arm, hooked her sunglasses onto her short hair, and said with a smile, "Little brat, I'm going to block you, what can you do about it?"

"How about it? Hmph..."

Lu Ran snorted coldly and used a grappling technique he had learned as a child, striking with lightning speed to pin the woman against the car window.

Publishing in secret is a despicable tactic.

Don't blame me for breaking the law with martial arts.

Sa!

Lu Ran's shoulders went limp, and he felt dizzy as the world spun around him; his face was already pressed against the car window.

¿ (⊙_⊙)?

"Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Let go!"

As the pressure eased, he rubbed his arm, took two steps back, and looked surprised and uncertain.

Holy crap, what kind of technique is this?

Lu Ran had spent a lot of time on the basketball court, relying on his physical qualities and some judo training.

He's not even one of the best fighters, yet he was easily defeated by a frail woman?

Are you kidding me!

"Little brat, want to practice some more?" Zhao Qingqing said with a half-smile, giving him the middle finger with an air of smug confidence.

"You forced me to do this..." Lu Ran sighed softly and pressed a red app button on his phone.

This is a custom-made alarm button for a major client by that security company. One press will summon all security personnel.

In an instant, three burly men, broad-shouldered and thick-waisted, dressed in black suits, surged out of the previously empty street and surrounded it in a triangular formation.

Seeing Zhao Qingqing's expression change, Lu Ran laughed: "So only your Zhao family is allowed to have power and influence, but I'm not allowed to have money?"

Over the past few days, he has become familiar with his bodyguards and uses code names to address them.

"Brother Xiong, Brother Hu, quickly capture her!" Lu Ran ordered.

But nothing happened.

Lu Ran's expression darkened as he looked at Zhao Qingqing's mocking smile.

Brother Xiong scratched his head sheepishly: "Boss, this is our company's security supervisor..."

"Good morning, Manager Zhao!" The three bodyguards bowed in unison.

Lu Ran was dumbfounded: "Damn, when did you get ambushed next to me?"

Zhao Qingqing laughed heartily: "I didn't expect it either. I heard from Xiao Xiong that he recently received a big order. It turns out it was you."

"Oh dear, little boss, this is truly a case of the flood washing away the Dragon King's temple!"

"But you know, with me, your supervisor, protecting you so closely, you're really lucky! Most clients don't get this kind of treatment!"

Lu Ran: ...

He sat in the passenger seat, staring out the window with a look of utter despair.

Zhao Qingqing was still laughing heartily: "Don't be upset, it really wasn't my design. I don't have that much free time to pay attention to you."

Lu Ran remained silent, expressing his dissatisfaction through silence.

"Are you really going to fight us to the bitter end?"

Zhao Qingqing suppressed her smile, her gaze sharpening. "Being able to publish a novel with the People's Publishing House proves you're truly talented."

"But...the world is not lacking in talented people."

"Zhao Zheng is the Grand Chancellor of the Qing Dynasty, second only to the Governor-General of the Three Prefectures. It is no exaggeration to say that he has absolute power."

"The subsequent blows and blockades will be something you absolutely cannot withstand."

"Just lower your head, just lower your head, and stop contacting Yishuang, and the Zhao family's resources will be available to you."

The classic approach is to give a big stick, then offer a sweet treat.

Lu Ran felt a surge of anger building up in his chest, almost bursting forth.

Zhao Qingqing looked at him with interest: "You don't need to feel that your self-esteem has been hurt."

"Perhaps you truly possess exceptional talent, but what makes you think... that your lifetime of struggle can rival the accumulated wealth of my Zhao family over ten generations?"

Lu Ran laughed instead: "Hahaha."

"What are you laughing at?" Zhao Qingqing asked curiously. "You like Yishuang that much? You won't give up no matter what?"

"With your talent, what kind of beautiful girl couldn't you get...? From what I see, you don't seem like that kind of person who's that sentimental."

Lu Ran shook his head: "You're wrong. You and Zhao Zheng are both wrong."

"I gave up pursuing Yishuang half a year ago. Our current relationship is very simple, a friendship based on shared interests."

"But you insist on breaking us up, so I'm sorry."

His mind was clearer than ever before, and he looked calmly at Zhao Qingqing.

"Sorry, I'm definitely going to have Zhao Yishuang."

Instead of getting angry, Zhao Qingqing laughed, wondering where this boy got his confidence from. "So, you actually chased after the class beauty in high school?"

"You ask me why I believe that my lifetime of struggle can rival the Zhao family's ten generations of accumulation?" Lu Ran said calmly, "In fact, history has already given the answer..."

Throughout history, there have been a few extraordinary figures: teachers, Newton, Einstein, Confucius, Marx...

"They did not need to rely on their family background; they relied solely on themselves. With a flash of inspiration in their decades of life, they were able to overthrow a thousand-year-old dynasty, leaving behind immortal thoughts and driving the progress of human civilization."

"They are not comparable to you parasites who rely on the legacy of your ancestors."

Zhao Qingqing pondered in silence, then suddenly asked:

Do you think you can become that kind of person?

Lu Ran's eyes reflected the magnificent rising sun.

"In this world, there are great revolutionaries, great scientists, and great thinkers..."

"But we are still missing one... a writer."

To be honest, he was also very curious about what heights he would reach if he could combine all the brilliant and wonderful works of art on Earth into one.

He reached the pinnacle in every field, including poetry, drama, novels, and philosophy.

How will history judge him?

Perhaps the notion that there is no absolute first place in literature will be broken.

"This little brat is pretty arrogant." Zhao Qingqing chuckled and reached out to ruffle his hair.

"The poet with the highest status in modern times is Dante, but due to the limitations of his time, he could not reach the heights of Li Bai from a thousand years ago..."

"As for you, it's even less likely."

Lu Ran didn't want to waste any more words. He opened the door and was about to get out of the car when he suddenly turned his head back.

"Auntie, do you have a boyfriend?"

Zhao Qingqing's playful face turned serious: "Yes."

"What, you want to poach my boyfriend?"

"Well, if you can be promoted to major before you turn thirty, you should still have a chance to compete for it."

Lu Ran took a few steps and chuckled, "No, I just felt sorry for that guy..."

The boy made a funny face:

"What bad luck to have a crazy woman like her."

Zhao Qingqing roared in fury: "You little brat, don't you dare run away!"

It would be strange if they didn't run away.

Lu Ran ran off in a flash.

Zhao Qingqing sat in the car, her bouncy breasts puffing out in anger, and smiled as she watched the boy's retreating figure.

……

At the school gate, he summoned the giant bear.

Send Fu Liqun's photo: "This is the person who framed me. Check his information and whereabouts, and find an opportunity to take care of him."

Big Bear patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, boss, I guarantee it will be handled perfectly."

Normally, matters involving black gloves are not under the jurisdiction of the Special Security Service.

But seeing how close Lu Ran and the Zhao family witch are, their relationship must be quite deep.

Those of them who act as high-level enforcers naturally spare no effort.

Big Bear was immediately puzzled: "Boss, why didn't you give it to Supervisor Zhao? She's good at this kind of sneak attack."

"That crazy woman? I'm already being kind by not letting her shut me up." Lu Ran waved his hand and walked into the school gate.

Big Bear clicked his tongue and smacked his lips. "Tsk, this relationship... isn't simple."

He sent Fu Liqun's photo to his subordinates and instructed them, "This time the boss is the son-in-law of the Zhao family. Be alert and do a good job of the mission."

His subordinates were all speechless with amazement. Their boss was amazing; he had managed to subdue the lawless witch of Qingdu.

……

Meanwhile, Lu Ran arrived at the teaching building to find his examination room.

Seating was assigned based on monthly exam scores, and his exam room was in Class 24, which was the last class.

After finding his seat, Lu Ran pondered for a moment.

Haikou has boasted about it.

However, they still had no clue how to deal with the behemoth that was the Zhao family...

They can shut down books at will; their power is immense.

And then there's Zhao Qingqing, that woman, her actions are unpredictable, and her fighting skills are surprisingly high...

Do we really have to bow down to Zhao Zheng?

He closed his eyes and sorted through all the clues.

Suddenly, an inconspicuous detail flashed into my mind.

The photo frame he saw in Zhao Yishuang's room contained a picture of one man and two women.

During their university years, Zhao Zheng was a handsome young man in his prime, while Zhao Qingqing was a young girl with braids and a few freckles on her cheeks.

And that girl, whose beauty seemed otherworldly...

It was seven or eight tenths similar to a pretty face from my memory...

Could this be the breakthrough point?