The Improper Strategy of Yandere

In Jiang Baiyuan's reception room, Zheng Xueyuan raised his eyebrows, glanced at the middle-aged man opposite him who was nodding and bowing, and raised his hand slightly with his jade fingers blocking the microphone.

"I will talk to grandma about your situation. Please just wait for the news and don't be anxious." The implication was that it was time for them to leave.

"Okay, okay!" The translator hurriedly spoke some foreign language to the middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes, and then said flatteringly: "The Marshal has another gift. I hope Ms. Chen and Ms. Zheng can accept it."

Ms. Chen is the grandmother. Zheng Xueyuan nodded slightly, lowered his head and muttered to He Xiao on the other end of the phone: "Wait a moment, I'll be there soon."

There were two Lan Fang Bank deposit receipts on the table. In the past, guessing what good things the presidents, marshals and other guys from various small countries had given her was just like opening a blind box, which was one of her few pleasures.

Of course, we're just taking a look. Grandma and I won't take any.

The motives of these small country dictators varied, but to put it bluntly, they all came to seek shelter under the big tree of Lan Fang. As the founding heroes, of course, their Zheng family had many people trying to curry their favor.

The hard-earned money of the people was mercilessly turned into a line of numbers on the gift list... Zheng Xueyuan used to flip through the list, make a few sarcastic remarks and then return the gift list.

But the eldest lady was now in low spirits and sent them away. She was a person with high tastes and it was indeed more satisfying to earn money by herself.

Uh...the money I earned from working with He Xiao is also my own money!

Finally, he chased the person away. Zheng Xueyuan turned over the phone, luckily he didn't hang up, and replied softly: "Are you there? Are you there? He Xiao, you just said... that you wanted Nata to have a holiday?"

"Yes."

Ah! Nata was the person he sent to protect him! Is she so despised?

The eldest lady's face sank and her voice became stiff: "Why? It's okay for Nata to go with you on vacation, right? He Xiao, can't you pay attention to your personal safety?"

She had finally found an opportunity to get rid of the evil spirit, so how could she be willing to let him out of her sight?

He didn't have many confidants under his command, and the only capable one was Natalia, whom he sent to He Xiao to avoid any mistakes.

He Xiao was on speakerphone, and the eldest lady's voice was very clear. The blonde fairy nodded in approval, "Yes, yes, safety is very important."

"I don't need to be protected all the time." He Xiaojian said helplessly: "I am an adult, not a child."

After that, he made a promise to her: "And I need a quiet and peaceful environment to complete our second phase plan."

"Maybe I'll be done with planning when I get back."

Chapter 225 Two Miss Zheng

"He Xiao, I am very patient." Zheng Xueyuan didn't respond at all, and said firmly: "Nata can't leave your side. You are very important. You must be within my sight."

"And if you're going on a long trip, you should come to my house first. Grandma said she wanted to see you last time. Why are you putting it off?"

The eldest lady realized she had lost her composure and softened her tone again: "He Xiao, it's true that I did this for myself, but it's also for your own good. You said you're an adult, and a man should focus on his career."

"With wealth and power, do you still worry about not having time for vacation? Isn't it your wish to help your sister stand up? Is there anything more important in the world than this?"

Their mood is the most important, He Xiao thought.

Xi Nanfeng seldom went out. Her elder sister's world at home was too small, and she had to be distracted by going to high school, which inevitably made the sentimental girl have strange ideas.

In her previous life, she suffered from mental depression during high school and college.

Apple lived with him for a while and had the opportunity to be intimate with him every day, but Pear rarely had the opportunity to be alone with him and only had brief opportunities to be alone at school.

He owed her this. He Xiao sighed imperceptibly. He couldn't do anything to Zheng Xueyuan. Looking at Natalia who was dragging her toes around in circles on the floor like a little girl, he softened his heart a little.

There's nothing wrong with bringing her along, but since he, Apple, Pear, and Big Sister's family have a friend mixed in, even if it's a female friend, many things become inconvenient to do.

"Is your grandma okay today? How about I go over there this afternoon?" There was a sudden crisp sound from the other end of the phone, and He Xiao quickly replied, "Hello? Zheng Xueyuan, what's going on over there?"

After a moment of silence, Zheng Xueyuan suddenly said, "Nothing, He Xiao, you can come in the afternoon, go on your trip, and Nata will stay in the old town."

The voice was still the gentle tone that was unique to Miss Zheng, but the tone suddenly became cold, as if she had become a completely different person... He Xiao listened with bated breath, feeling a little confused.

Zheng Fujin stood alone on the balcony of the reception room, her scallion-like thumb quietly prying at her fingernail. The tender pink flesh had turned pale and blood was faintly seeping out.

She and Miss Zheng Xueyuan had different mindsets, but their senses were unified. If she felt pain, the young lady would feel the pain as well, and thus she suppressed the waves of resistance coming from the bottom of her heart.

She's just a little girl, why are you being so stubborn?

What if He Xiao wanted to travel, so what? Were you worried that he would run away with his family? If you felt it was unsafe, why didn't you send security guards to strengthen the security around Fuqiu?

Zheng Fujin was entangled with such a small problem. She wiped the blood on her fingers on the sunflower on the balcony. This kind of flower has few leaves and stands alone, so it will not leave much shadow.

This is Zheng Xueyuan’s favorite flower. It stubbornly follows the sun, which gives people a headache.

He Xiao listened to her voice, and a ridiculous suspicion rose in his heart. He whispered: "Zheng Xueyuan? Is that you?"

"Yes." Zheng Fujin agreed: "Come to Jiangbai Garden in the afternoon, grandma will see you, don't worry, she is a very peaceful person."

"I see." He Xiao took a deep breath, "I'll show you our plan when I return to the old city. It will be complete by then."

In fact, his general plan had already been completed, and was now in the hands of his junior schoolmate Ye Tangxin. After she had eaten her fill in the morning, of course she had to get to work - to help him perfect some details in the plan.

The junior is a very good secretary and advisor. She is resourceful but not good at making decisions. She is always indecisive about things that have nothing to do with her.

But filling in the details of the plan must have been easy for her.

"Be careful on the road." Zheng Fujin hung up the phone and snorted coldly, which made the other self in her heart unable to move. She tilted her head back and looked at the sun together with the sunflower.

"There are no ghosts in the world... Zheng Xueyuan, you are crazy..."

He Xiao has been to Jiangbai Garden many times, but this time is particularly different - because he wants to meet the real owner of this big garden by the river today.

Zheng Xueyuan told me some things about her grandmother.

The old lady's surname was Chen. Any Lan Fang people of a certain age would be familiar with her name. She was the wife of the eldest lady's late grandfather, Zheng Chenfeng.

Mrs. Chen is over seventy years old this year and is in poor health, but she is one of the "big bosses" of the Zheng family, which has been entrenched in Lan Fang for four hundred years.

He Xiao asked Zheng Xueyuan to hide his existence from other members of the Zheng family, but he had no secrets from this old lady - there was no point in keeping it secret.

Her husband, Zheng Chenfeng, was a legend decades ago. Mrs. Chen and he were a perfect match and they both devoted themselves to Lan Fang's diplomatic activities.

"A minister of a big country is the lord of a small country." The couple disintegrated the Yingzhou independence movement, instigated the South American Revolution, and supported the Western Russian guerrillas, causing great trouble for the Germans.

"Please come in." The maid opened the door and Zheng Xueyuan tugged at his sleeve. He Xiao came back to his senses and realized that none of these great achievements were secrets.

Because Mrs. Chen was going to die of illness in five years, the couple's contribution to Lan Fang would be interpreted in a very righteous tone as a contribution to the people of the world.

The old lady leaned back in the recliner, squinting her eyes as if she was half asleep, gently waving a palm-leaf fan in her hand.

"Grandma, He Xiao is here." Zheng Xueyuan looked strange today. She was no longer as gentle and graceful as usual, but instead looked a bit cold and elegant.

"Oh... come in, let me see..." Mrs. Chen opened her squinted eyes with difficulty. Her eyes were cloudy. She picked up a pair of reading glasses and put them on before she could see clearly.

He Xiao bowed slightly, took a few steps forward to let her look at him, and greeted her loudly: "Good afternoon, Madam Chen."

"Well, you too." The old lady waved the palm-leaf fan, and looked similar to any other elderly person in the countryside. The fan was dry and yellow, with a bamboo board clamped on the handle and cotton strips wrapped around the edge.

It’s too simple, He Xiao thought. It may also be that she is not in good health and has no mood to enjoy it.

"Tall, black eyes, high nose bridge..." Mrs. Chen grinned and said, "He looks very good. Your plan for Xue Yuan is good, but I am curious..."

"How did you know there would be an earthquake? Even the Lan Fang Geological Bureau couldn't do that." The old lady looked kind and spoke clearly: "Can you tell me?"

"I'm sorry, but I can't obey your order." He Xiao shook his head, looked into the old man's eyes sincerely and said, "But I am a good person."

Such words sounded too pale. Madam Chen nodded slightly and pointed at Zheng Xueyuan: "Go out, I will talk to him."

"Okay." Miss Zheng glanced at him, walked out lightly and closed the door.

Now she and the old lady were the only ones left in the room. She smiled and said, "Whether you are a good person or a bad person, you don't have the final say."

"But my good granddaughter is willing to vouch for you."

Chapter 226 I Have a Wife

The old man had a calm expression and squinted his eyes, feeling somewhat helpless in his heart.

The so-called guarantee meant that his granddaughter Zheng Fujin had staked her entire future as a girl on it. Not only did she use all the power she had to protect He Xiao, she also used it to protect He Xiao.

Zheng Fujin even used her connections to get a marriage certificate with He Xiao - the young man was still in the dark about this, but he was indeed a married young man.

On his birthday, his granddaughter got the little red book! From that day on, the wooden boy in front of him was already the son-in-law of the Zheng family.

In this way, He Xiao's information can be locked in the "black room" in compliance with the law. Even the old lady herself cannot check the young man's personal record through Lan Fang's petition agency.

The price was that his granddaughter also became a married woman, which really made the old man not know what to say - he had mixed feelings looking at his cheap grandson-in-law in front of him.

If He Xiao is a capable man, the old man would still be willing to help him bring the two little guys together.

After all, this is her granddaughter’s first marriage, and although it is to exploit a loophole in the system... she still hopes that this will be Zheng Fujin’s last time.

"Zheng Xueyuan's guarantee?" He Xiao didn't think much about it. He just thought that the eldest lady said something good about him in front of Madam Chen. He puffed out his chest and said, "I will do my best not to let Madam Chen down."

Madam Chen waved her palm leaf fan and said slowly, "Since Xiao Yuan has guaranteed your safety, I will not force you to tell me the secret."

"But I need to know your purpose--" The old lady's eyes were cloudy and dark yellow, but suddenly a chilling light burst out, as sharp as lightning, and her tone suddenly rose.

"He Xiao, you are a capable child. I know you have a lot of money in your pocket now, and you have Xiao Yuan to partner with you, but what do you want?"

"Wealthy enough to rival a country? Or extremely powerful?" Mrs. Chen grinned playfully: "A man should always have some ambition..."

"You are a good child, and I like Xiao Yuan very much, too." Mrs. Chen's voice was a little hoarse, and she coughed twice like a kind old lady: "Tell me about it, the Zheng family can help you realize it."

"Many giant companies are under our control. You can start from the bottom now, and move up every two years. You can become a board member before you are 40 years old. Billions of capital are just a drop in the ocean."

"Or you can go into politics. Even if you start as a temporary worker in an office, you will definitely become the governor of a state capital before you are thirty, and Lan Fang will be in power within your reach."

"Or maybe match you up with Xiao Yuan... Hehe, other girls from our Zheng family can also be chosen. Beautiful girls are not rare."

He Xiao was slightly shaken. The old woman in front of him was not joking. She could really make his wishes come true like a magic lamp.

He was quite successful in his previous life. As a leading young pianist, it was only a matter of time before he became a music icon. He had also seen the tip of the iceberg of top power.

Everything that Mrs. Chen said was not an elusive illusion in his mind, but a clear fact. He had truly witnessed the power of the force that dominated the world in his previous life.

Almost omnipotent, from the rise and fall of a country to the success and failure of an individual, the elder sister can stand up healthily, the two young girls can cure stupidity, and the little leaf can be corrected...

But elder sister Xi Nanfeng has spent half her life emphasizing one truth to herself - there is no such thing as a free lunch in the world, and things that seem to be free are often unaffordable in value.

The greed in his heart disappeared instantly. He Xiao stiffened his neck and realized that his face was flushed red. There was still a lingering throbbing in his heart, so he gritted his teeth.

"I just want my family to be happy. It doesn't take that much to achieve all this. Even without the Zheng family's gift, I can get what I want."

He Xiao answered firmly: "This is my goal. Money is just to make my family rich and content, and power is just to protect my family. That's enough."

"Oh..." Mrs. Chen stretched out the tone, and the fan in her hand paused slightly. She looked a little unhappy, but slightly surprised in her heart.

She wanted to test the young man in front of her. At a sixteen-year-old age, any request he made would not be surprising - except "no need".

He actually refused? The old woman closed her eyes. Did He Xiao have other requests or was he really sincere? If she were still young, she would never believe the words of this cunning little guy.

But she is old and her health is declining day by day. Her greatest wish is to let her granddaughter live a happy life. She doesn't have much time to be picky...

"He has no ambition and is petty-minded." The old man made this judgment and stared at He Xiao with some disappointment. As a man who was once a powerful figure in the world, it was hard not to feel disappointed.

The young man just remained silent, showing no emotion on his face.

The atmosphere was a little depressing for a moment. The old man had a gloomy face and a fierce look. The aura of having been in a superior position for a long time was like a thousand-pound iron spike nailing at him. He Xiao endured it with her without changing his expression.

Whatever Madam Chen said was the truth. He Xiao neither argued with her nor said anything more. He Xiao came here today to deal with the eldest lady, the elder. No matter whether she liked him or not, he should show an attitude.

He He Xiao did not ask the Zheng family for anything, but her granddaughter asked him for help - if she targeted him just because of this attitude, it would only mean that this old lady was just in name only.

The old man suddenly smiled, fanned himself briskly and muttered: "Hey...it's not bad to keep the status quo. Find a place to sit. It's so tiring to stand." The atmosphere immediately eased.

This contraction and release... He Xiao raised his legs and found a place to sit down. He was wondering whether he should make himself a cup of tea when Mrs. Chen continued to mutter.

"He Xiao, what do you think of my granddaughter Zheng Xueyuan?" the old man asked him with a smile.

Why does it feel like a blind date? He Xiao complained in his heart and casually brought out the universal formula: "She is a good girl."

"What good girl?" The old man raised his white eyebrows and pointed with a fan in hand, "I want to ask if you think my granddaughter can shoulder the responsibility."

Uh... He Xiao replied tactfully with a wooden face: "That's still a little short." He came here today to tell the truth. Mrs. Chen is not Miss Zheng Xueyuan. She was the central figure in the international vortex of the last era.

It's impossible to fool these real old foxes.

"But sometimes she is very spiritual." He Xiao added truthfully that the eldest lady was well-educated and had excellent interpersonal skills, but that was not enough for her to take on big responsibilities.

"Haha... Xue Yuan is indeed a little behind." The old woman was not angry. She had two granddaughters, Zheng Fujin and Zheng Xue Yuan. Little Yuan was indeed a little immature.

Seeing her smiling happily, He Xiao took the opportunity to ask, "Does Zheng Xueyuan have twin sisters?"

In his previous life, his teachers Zheng Fujin and Zheng Xueyuan were almost identical, and he simply did not believe in such a coincidence.

Chapter 227 Do you really rely on me to exorcise ghosts?