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More and more people started focusing on this topic.
Some, feeling deceived, began clamoring for Ruan Xingyao to come out and explain herself.
A few hot-tempered ones even went directly to the official police accounts that had previously vouched for her, demanding an explanation in every way possible.
Ruan Xingyao, however, was completely unaware of all this.
At this moment, she was visiting the Yi family manor that Yi Wenxue had mentioned.
The Yi family manor was divided into two parts.
One part was inhabited by the Yi family members known to the public—those of the main family.
Except for those studying or working abroad, all of them lived there.
The other part was where Yi Wenxue had appeared when he first came to this world.
Only the butler, Qi Junhe, along with a few servants and bodyguards, stayed there.
It was usually kept separate from the main family, and the main family members were not allowed to come over without reason.
Although Yi Wenxue had just arrived in this world, he somehow felt an inexplicable familiarity with this place, as if he had been here before.
He quickly grew accustomed to the respectful attitude of Qi Junhe and the others.
After Ruan Xingyao and her group finished touring the manor, they sat down in the garden.
Qi Junhe had the servants bring refreshments, then disappeared without a trace.
Ruan Xingyao poked Yi Wenxue’s arm and said in a mock-jealous tone, “Seventeenth Senior Brother, we both came here as Grandmasters, so how come there’s such a huge gap between us?”
When she arrived, she was a miserable girl—no parents, a sick younger brother, and a hundred-billion debt weighing her down.
Yi Wenxue, on the other hand, showed up as the ancestor of a secluded noble family.
How could she not be envious?
Yi Wenxue lightly tapped her on the head and said, “What’s mine is yours.”
Ruan Xingyao blinked, her voice turning pitiful. “But, Seventeenth Senior Brother, can you really just use everything here freely?”
Yi Wenxue handed her a tablet. “Take a look.”
On it was an inventory of all the assets Qi Junhe had compiled for him.
Ruan Xingyao looked for more than ten minutes before finally touching her chin to keep herself from reacting too dramatically.
This time, she really felt sour.
All of a sudden, a thought popped into her head.
She stared at Yi Wenxue and said, “Seventeenth Senior Brother, if our Master and the others also come here—and they all turn out to be ancestors of some big influential families like you—won’t I be rich?”
If she could just “borrow” a little from one senior brother, then a bit more from another senior sister, wouldn’t her hundred-billion debt be easily wiped out?
Just the thought of it made Ruan Xingyao’s heart flutter with excitement.
Yi Wenxue said calmly, “You don’t need to rely on them. Rely on me.”
Ruan Xingyao immediately winked at him playfully and laughed. “Seventeenth Senior Brother, I knew it! You’re the one who spoils me the most!”
Yi Wenxue clicked his tongue and flicked her forehead. “You little clown.”
Of course he knew her too well.
No matter who it was, as long as they treated her well, that person would instantly become her number one.
They were all used to it by now.
Ruan Xingyao giggled, but a second later, she sighed and said, “But this is a trial Heaven has given me. I can’t rely on your help.”
If she really took advantage of her senior brothers’ wealth, then what kind of tribulation would that be?
Since she had taken on Ruan Xingyao’s fate, she naturally had to shoulder her responsibilities as well.
A hundred-billion debt? She could handle it herself.
Yi Wenxue replied, “As long as it’s within the rules, it’s fine. You just have to think a little more cleverly.”
From that alone, Ruan Xingyao instantly knew what Yi Wenxue intended to do.
This time, she didn’t refuse.
Instead, she clasped her hands and said with a grin, “Then I’ll thank you in advance, Seventeenth Senior Brother!”
Across from them sat You Huan, Ruan Xingzhuo, and Chen Yu.
Listening to Ruan Xingyao and Yi Wenxue’s exchange, You Huan couldn’t help but pout slightly.
She tilted her head and leaned against Ruan Xingzhuo’s shoulder, saying softly, “Zhuozhuo, I think my number-one fan spot is really gone now.”
Ruan Xingzhuo turned his head to look at her and said, “You’ve already done enough.”
He remembered everything she’d done.
You Huan tilted her small face upward and met his gaze.
Just one look, and she knew what he was thinking.
She pursed her lips unhappily. “Zhuozhuo, are you really going to be this clear-cut with me?”
Ruan Xingzhuo said, “They’re two different things.”
Love was love — but money was another matter entirely.
He wasn’t the kind of guy who took advantage of his girlfriend.
So, the agreement between him and You Huan — he had never forgotten it.
Though a little downhearted, You Huan still understood him.
She said, “Alright then. I trust you anyway.”
While the group was chatting and eating, Qi Junhe suddenly appeared.
He walked respectfully to Yi Wenxue’s side and said softly, “Ancestor, the current head of the family has learned that you’ve awakened and wishes to pay his respects.”
Yi Wenxue felt a bit embarrassed by the constant “Ancestor” address — especially since Ruan Xingyao was right beside him, clearly enjoying the show.
He composed himself and said to Qi Junhe, “Let him come in then.”
Qi Junhe responded respectfully and went out to invite the guests in.
Ruan Xingyao rested her chin on her hand and asked Yi Wenxue, “Seventeenth Senior Brother, do you really have to meet him?”
For some reason, she couldn’t shake the feeling that the visitor didn’t have good intentions.
Yi Wenxue said calmly, “Even though he’s a stranger to me, I can’t avoid this meeting now that I’ve taken on this identity.”
He had already learned from Qi Junhe that before his arrival, Qi Junhe had told the Yi family members that he was gravely ill and refused to see anyone.
Qi Junhe also explained the current structure of the Yi family to him.
The main branch had three houses.
The current family head came from the first house, and the “Yi Yang” that You Huan had mentioned was the youngest granddaughter of that same branch — the youngest member of the entire family.
However, since the first house only had Yi Yang and no male heirs, the second and third houses had been using that as an excuse to push for a new contest over the family leadership.
Still, according to Qi Junhe, every Yi family head in history had been personally appointed by Yi Wenxue — the so-called ancestor.
Though Yi Wenxue himself had absolutely no memory of any of it.
Before long, Qi Junhe returned, bringing the visitors inside.
The current family head, Yi Minyong, looked every bit the part of a man long accustomed to power — his presence was commanding, his gaze sharp, and his very aura exuded authority.
Beside him stood a pretty young girl dressed in a modest yet finely tailored suit.
Though still young, she already carried herself with the composed confidence of a family heir.
Yi Minyong and Yi Yang approached Yi Wenxue and bowed respectfully. “Ancestor.”
Yi Wenxue gestured for them to sit.
Yi Minyong and Yi Yang discreetly swept their gazes across Ruan Xingyao and the others, though they said nothing and sat down as instructed.
At that moment, Ruan Xingyao turned to Yi Wenxue and said, “Seventeenth Senior Brother, you go ahead and talk. We’ll take a walk.”
No matter how close she was to Yi Wenxue, in the eyes of Yi Minyong and Yi Yang, she was still an outsider.
So, it was best for them to be tactful and excuse themselves.
— The end of the Chapter–
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