Recognized by My Ex After Being Reborn
Chapter 390 The World’s Number One Husband-Guarding Maniac

Chapter 390: 390 The World’s Number One Husband-Guarding Maniac

Tang Ze had just woken up, slightly bewildered, and then he realized what An Yang was asking.

"How’s your sister? She’s fine," he said.

"My sister was never like this before. She was so timid and weak, nothing like the current An Lan. Plus, she didn’t know how to play musical instruments, swim, and she had the worst English grades. Talking about being fluent in ten languages? She couldn’t even pronounce the twenty-six letters accurately," An Yang said. "You’ve been the closest to her these past years, so I can only come to you for answers."

Tang Ze’s mind cleared up a bit and then he retorted, "If your sister stayed the way she was before, she would have been devoured until nothing was left. Do you need me to remind you of the shitty things you did to her in the past?"

"Brother Tang Ze, I know I was an asshole before, and I just want to figure out what’s going on. The person now... is she really my sister?"

"If she’s not your sister, then who could she be?" Tang Ze asked. "Ever since she woke up in the hospital, your sister has been like a changed person. She’s been clinging to me, asking me to arrange all sorts of courses for her, and moreover, she’s been trying to overcome all her past fears. Because she knows that if she continues like before, she would lose her life."

"If she weren’t your sister, why would she care about your life or death?"

"If you really care, then stop doing things that anger or sadden her, and just live your own life well."

An Yang rested his elbow on his knee, and after a while, he nodded, "I understand. Then, if she really terminates her contract with the Emperor, would you guys sign her?"

"Why? You really want to be in the same company as your sister?"

"I want to take care of her."

Tang Ze glanced at him, smiled, and said, "It seems your heart hasn’t turned completely to charcoal yet. But it’s not necessary, your sister has her own plans and strategies."

Soon, the little bastard left Tang Ze’s house.

However, the reasons Tang Ze gave did not successfully convince An Yang.

It was too far-fetched.

It has only been a few months since his sister woke up from the hospital, and on top of that, she was busy with the filming of "Smoke Beauty". No matter how talented and hardworking she was, it was impossible to learn so much in such a short amount of time.

He had watched the videos of his sister playing the violin in Moscow over and over again. Such master-level skills had to be the result of many years of practice.

As for being fluent in ten languages, that was even more ridiculous.

But since Tang Ze chose not to tell, he would bury this secret deep in his heart.

Now he wanted nothing else but for her to live a good life.

After returning to the basement, An Yang felt unsettled and sent Huo Zhao a WeChat message: "Brother Zhao, do you believe that there are ghosts and spirits in this world?"

Huo Zhao didn’t respond, nor did he have the time to, as he was currently trekking long distances to uncover the old affairs of the Yan Family from twenty-eight years ago.

...

Early the next morning.

Shi Lan took Sun Ling with her to Emperor.

Now when the employees at Emperor saw Shi Lan, they kept their respectful distance. By now, they should have realized that if Shi Lan could decisively deal with the complex background of the Qu brothers, what was the good-for-nothing Yan Ziqing in comparison?

When they entered the conference room, Han Hao was the only one present.

With Sun Ling in tow, Shi Lan took a seat and then asked, "I’m actually very curious, knowing full well that Yan Ziqing is all show and no substance, why do you continue to help her?"

Holding the agreement in his hand, Han Hao looked up at Shi Lan and said, "Some things just can’t be measured in terms of benefits."

"Is that so? I didn’t realize you were so loyal," Shi Lan said, crossing her arms before casting her gaze toward the termination contract in Han Hao’s hand.

"I know you really want to terminate the contract and be free from Emperor, so we plan to grant your wish!" Han Hao pushed the termination contract in front of Shi Lan.

Shi Lan glanced at it and scoffed coldly, "This doesn’t seem like your style."

"Of course, I want you to promise to exit the entertainment industry!"

Han Hao took out another contract and laid it in front of Shi Lan.

Shi Lan glanced over the two contracts indifferently and said, "You guessed wrong, I have no desire to terminate the contract."

Han Hao heard this and furrowed his brows, "How is that possible?"

"Because I’ve realized that playing with Yan Ziqing like this is much more interesting than terminating the contract," Shi Lan smiled. "Watching her go crazy over various negative news every day makes me so happy, way more than making money could."

Han Hao hadn’t expected Shi Lan to still harbor such thoughts and leaned forward on the table, threatening her, "What will you gain from that? In the end, it will just be mutual destruction."

"I don’t care," Shi Lan said without the slightest fear. "Just watching Yan Ziqing collapse is more thrilling to me than anything else."

Having said this, Shi Lan stood up from the chair, "Han Hao, that’s not how a smart person acts. Knowing that I still have something on your top star, you shouldn’t think you still have the ability to press me. Since you’re asking me to terminate the contract, you should have the attitude of a supplicant. Asking me to exit the entertainment industry? Do you think you’re worthy?"

Han Hao’s face turned ashen, but he had no way of dealing with Shi Lan.

Their situation had taken a one hundred and eighty-degree turn, and the tables had turned.

In the past, it was they who wouldn’t let go, but now, they had to beg An Lan to terminate the contract.

"Boss, you’re implementing psychological sanctions on Yan Ziqing," Sun Ling muttered behind Shi Lan.

Shi Lan scoffed and didn’t reply.

Compared to everything she had done to Yan Shixiu, what was this?

"I want her to kneel in front of me and beg for mercy."

"Is that possible?"

Of course... it’s possible.

Shi Lan, having left the top star’s conference room, didn’t immediately leave the company but headed to Yan Ziqing’s office instead.

Yan Ziqing, who had been frantic these past few days, was even more enraged upon seeing Shi Lan, "What are you doing here? Got the termination and you’re still not scramming?"

"I think you’re mistaken, Miss Yan, I... don’t plan to terminate the contract," Shi Lan looked at Yan Ziqing, raising an eyebrow. "Let’s play the game slowly. Today, you even had Han Hao provoke me, so, I have to give you a little punishment."

Yan Ziqing burst into derisive laughter upon hearing this and said, "An Lan, are you sick in the head?"

"You’ve never seen me at my craziest, but you will," Shi Lan retorted.

After speaking, Shi Lan left Yan Ziqing’s office with Sun Ling.

In the office, Yan Ziqing threw the pen she was holding, splattering ink everywhere.

"Boss, why not just leave cleanly?" Sun Ling felt that Boss Shi’s emotions towards Yan Ziqing must not be simply because Yan Ziqing had set traps for her all over the place. After all, she had been with Boss Shi dealing with so many enemies, and she had never felt such hatred from Shi Lan.

"She owes Yan Shixiu too much, and she must pay it back to me," Shi Lan said.

Sun Ling: "..."

Is this the legendary, world’s number one defender of her husband?

"Boss, you really love Mr. Yan to death."

"Hmm, I couldn’t live without him," Shi Lan replied offhandedly.

Sun Ling: "!!! Boss, you’ve changed. The Boss who had me be a human-shaped pillow, planning to keep Mr. Yan at a respectful distance, has disappeared."