Cannon-Fodder Heiress Turns the Tables by Fortune-Telling-Chapter 124 - 123 Everyday Life of a Billionaire’s Daughter

Early in the morning, Yun Jinyang had already left, leaving only two bodyguards at the hotel.

Yun Ran was still wondering when the Zhao Family’s people would come looking for her when the room’s phone rang.

This annoyed Yun Ran, weren’t the guests of the presidential suite supposed to have the utmost privacy? How could the Zhao Family contact her so easily?

The staff on the other end of the phone sounded unconfident: "Lady Yun, people from Mingyu Group would like to meet with you..."

Mingyu Group is the core industry of the Zhao Family. To contact Yun Ran under such a pretext, it seems that Zhao Mingzhu indeed holds some stature.

Yun Ran was silent for a while before finally not refusing: "I understand, let them wait downstairs."

Just after leaving the hotel, three luxury cars stopped at the door, and the Zhao Family’s bodyguards stepped forward, directly opening the door of the middle car.

After waiting for Yun Ran to get in, he then took the passenger seat.

When they reached a villa on the outskirts of the city, the bodyguard’s phone rang, and after a few affirmative hums, he hung up.

"Lady Yun, this way, please."

Yun Ran hummed in acknowledgment, got out of the car with composure, and looked at the slightly old villa without any disdain.

As soon as she entered the front yard, Yun Ran saw Zhao Mingzhu.

But what she wondered more was why Zhao Mingzhu had asked her to come to such a place.

When Zhao Mingzhu heard the noise and looked over, with just one glance, she knew she had found the right person.

The bodyguard stepped forward and whispered a few words in her ear.

Zhao Mingzhu waved her hand, and the bodyguard respectfully backed away.

At this moment, only Yun Ran and Zhao Mingzhu were left in the garden.

"Aren’t you curious why I sought you out and chose to meet here?"

Yun Ran nodded, as the other party didn’t seem to intend to hide anything, she didn’t waste time guessing.

"There are too many people at the old Zhao residence, and I need to adjust to the time difference, so I’m temporarily staying here. Of course, that’s the external explanation.

In fact, my grandfather is not in good health, and things are chaotic in the Zhao Family right now, so I’m not planning to go back and be an open target."

Yun Ran: ...

Should she even be hearing this?

Following this, Zhao Mingzhu didn’t treat Yun Ran as an outsider, and even took her on an interesting tour of the old villa.

Whatever the underlying motives might be, Yun Ran was clueless, but it was enough to let her know that this Miss Zhao of the Zhao Family is deeply scheming.

"This property was left to me by my grandmother. At the time I was born, being her first granddaughter, she adored me greatly, so she gave me this marriage property that she received from her parental home."

Yun Ran followed behind Zhao Mingzhu, not butting in, just listening to her talk about these matters.

Zhao Mingzhu’s room was in the main building, taking up the entire second floor, and upon opening the balcony door, one could see a 360-degree panoramic view of the surroundings.

Sitting on the balcony even gave one a sense of reigning over the world.

"Do you know why I, the heiress born with high expectations from my family, suddenly disappeared from the circle?"

In her mind, Yun Ran murmured: We’re finally getting to the main point.

"My grandmother’s family, although few in number, had impressive connections. From the moment I was born, someone had already decided my fate.

If I were in ancient times, I would have had the Phoenix Fate, indescribably noble. But unexpectedly, I fell ill when I was 5.

The Daoist priest who foretold my fate suddenly died a violent death, and my father made a swift decision to send me abroad, saving me from becoming the outcast of the family..."

Zhao Mingzhu’s frankness did not bring her any closer to Yun Ran; instead, it made Yun Ran feel strangely manipulated.

Clearly, this Zhao Family’s young lady was trying to drag her into the fray.

Seeing Yun Ran’s uncomfortable expression, Zhao Mingzhu couldn’t help but laugh out loud.

"I’ve looked into you. Your days at the Yun Family haven’t been easy, yet now the Yun Family has had you attend a Zhao Family’s banquet. This shows that what was previously spread online about your fortune-telling being accurate is true.

I wonder if there is a chance for Third Miss Yun to do a reading for me? Don’t worry, whatever the outcome of the fortune-telling, what I can offer you is beyond your imagination."

Yun Ran carefully observed Zhao Mingzhu’s face and the total absence of the chilling aura around her.

"You’re not ill, you’ve been cursed with a ghost baby. You’ve grown up with the ghost baby which can replace you at any moment.

Your father was wise to keep you away from the caster who cursed you. Over the years, this ghost baby has been asleep without the caster’s support.

Now it is nearly fused with you, and separating it may very likely lead to your death."

Zhao Mingzhu had considered many possibilities, but she had never expected this method.

Her fist clenched slightly. Over the years, she had sought the expertise of several masters.

But none could specify like this; even a Western wizard mentioned she was tainted by an Evil Spirit.

A rage surged to Zhao Mingzhu’s head, yet her face remained impassive.

"So, it is as such, thank you Third Miss Yun for clarifying. I’ll have someone prepare a thank-you gift, and please stay for a meal later."

Saying this, she arranged for servants to show Yun Ran around while she herself went to the study.

Soon, several cars arrived at the old villa, all filled with Zhao Mingzhu’s preferred brands of items.

The villa’s servants worked efficiently, reviving the somewhat gloomy villa to a renewed state.

What surprised Yun Ran the most was that, those helping with moving were all practitioners.

Yun Ran fell into a rare silence. Perhaps this was the daily life of a tycoon’s daughter?

In comparison, Yun Jinyang, the heir of the Yun Family, seemed much more unassuming.

At mealtime, seeing the table filled with dishes she loved, Yun Ran’s opinion of Zhao Mingzhu slightly improved.

At least this young lady gave her some respect, not elevating her while looking down on her.

At the time of departure, Yun Ran was carrying a large box filled with antique jewels and a check for One hundred million given by Zhao Mingzhu.

This clarified even more, the disparity between a local tycoon and a family ranked within the top ten of the wealthy.

The Bodyguard returning Yun Ran to the hotel spoke out of nowhere: "Zhao Family will surely extend their hospitality and will not let Third Miss Yun be mistreated."

Watching the car drive away, Yun Ran finally asked, "Ginsengfruit, what does his words mean? Why do I feel like Zhao Mingzhu is up to something?"

Ginsengfruit had the same feeling. For a newly emerging lady trying to secure her footing, establishing power was the first order of business.

Neither had ever thought that Zhao Mingzhu would strike at the Han Family, under the guise of avenging Yun Ran.