552: Negotiating at home

After learning about the relationship between Ye Su and Zhang Fengmao, Yan Ran also felt relieved and planned to find a time to visit Zhang Fengmao with Ye Su.

Following the route given by the navigation, Ye Su drove to the road outside Zhang Xiuying's home.

During the trip, Yan Ran got out of the car once to withdraw 100,000 yuan in cash from a bank.

"This is the place."

Today was Wednesday. Zhang Xiuying's adoptive father, Zhang Yangping, was looking after the shop, and her younger brother, Zhang Pengcheng, was also at work in a factory, but Yu Manzhu was still at home doing handicraft work.

So when Ye Su and his group arrived at Zhang Xiuying's house, they didn't receive a cold shoulder.

Zhang Xiuying's home was a two-story building with an area of over thirty square meters; one could see the entrance at a glance while sitting in the living room.

Yu Manzhu was inside doing handicrafts. Hearing movement outside the door, she looked up and saw Zhang Xiuying. She immediately stood up and cursed angrily:

"So you know to come back? You've really grown capable, haven't you? Daring to talk back to me and your father, and even daring to run away from home. Raising you for thirty years was just raising an ungrateful wolf, a money-loser!"

After spitting out a vicious curse, Yu Manzhu finally saw Ye Su and the others following behind Zhang Xiuying.

From their appearance to their Charm, she felt that those Zhang Xiuying brought were not ordinary people. Yu Manzhu's arrogant fire quickly died down, and she stared at Zhang Xiuying and the others with uncertainty:

"What, I said a few words to you last night, and today you bring so many people to our door? Are you going to bite the hand that fed you and settle scores with us?"

Being cursed at so bluntly by Yu Manzhu in front of so many people, Zhang Xiuying felt both angry and heartbroken.

Yan Ran, taking on the responsibility of an older sister, stood in front of Zhang Xiuying and stared coldly at Yu Manzhu:

"We aren't so idle that we'd bring so many people here just to argue with you. We've come this time to settle Xiuying's matters clearly."

Yu Manzhu's whole family were typical bullies who feared the strong. Seeing Yan Ran's overbearing manner, she immediately shrunk her neck in fear, and her tone became lacking in confidence:

"Who are you? Why should we settle our matters with you?"

"I am Xiuying's older sister. This time, I've brought Xiuying here to sever ties with you and then transfer her household registration out."

"Sever ties? Fine!"

Seeing Yan Ran's appearance, she seemed like a reasonable and civilized person who surely wouldn't dare to hit someone in broad daylight. Yu Manzhu's words became a bit bolder again:

"We already agreed last night. Our family has raised her for thirty years. If she wants to sever ties, she must give us 100,000 yuan in compensation; otherwise, there's no deal!"

She was carrying 100,000 yuan in cash in her bag, but Yan Ran did not take it out immediately:

"The money can be discussed, but your whole family must be present so that everyone has a unified opinion. Don't go looking for excuses to back out later."

Hearing her say they had to compensate them a full 100,000 yuan and seeing the other party have no reaction—as if 100,000 yuan wasn't much money to her—a flash of wild joy crossed Yu Manzhu's eyes:

"You said it yourself. Don't go looking for excuses to back out when I call everyone back."

"We aren't so idle that we'd come all this way just to play with you," Yan Ran said impatiently.

"Have you made up your mind? If you don't call your family back, we're leaving."

"Don't go, I'll call right now!"

How could Yu Manzhu let the 100,000 yuan that was about to be in her hands slip away? After stopping Yan Ran, she took her phone and went outside to make calls.

"Yangping, come back quickly! That money-loser Xiuying brought her newly-recognized sister and a few others to the door, saying they want to spend money to have us sever ties with that money-loser!"

"Pengcheng, hurry up and ask your leader for leave to come home. Your sister brought a group of people over, saying they'll give us 100,000 yuan to buy back your sister's household registration!"

Two consecutive calls made the father and son, Zhang Yangping and Zhang Pengcheng, rush home. Only then did Yu Manzhu return to the house, sitting in a nearby seat and keeping her distance from Ye Su and the others, secretly observing them.

Among them, when her gaze fell on Ye Su and Yan Ran, Yu Manzhu couldn't help but linger for a while.

Looking at Ye Su a few more times was naturally because Ye Su's current attributes like 'Charm' and 'Charm' had been continuously improving, which would automatically attract Yu Manzhu's attention.

Comparison is the thief of joy; comparing one to another only highlights the flaws.

Comparing Ye Su with her son, even as his biological mother, Yu Manzhu couldn't help but feel a bit disgusted with Zhang Pengcheng in her heart.

As for why she looked at Yan Ran a few more times, it was naturally because besides her glamorous looks, she had a proud figure that even loose clothes couldn't hide.

As a fellow woman, even at her age, Yu Manzhu's eyes turned red with jealousy.

Humph!

Growing up like that, she must have seduced many men!

Sensing Yu Manzhu's scrutinizing gaze, Yan Ran looked up and swept her eyes sharply, causing Yu Manzhu to avert her gaze guiltily.

Everyone stayed in the house for over ten minutes before the father and son, Zhang Yangping and Zhang Pengcheng, entered one after another.

The gazes of the two were surprisingly consistent; upon entering, both were immediately attracted to Yan Ran.

Zhang Yangping was already getting on in years, and with Yu Manzhu present, he at least knew how to restrain himself, forcing himself to look away after a few glances.

But after Zhang Pengcheng saw Yan Ran, his eyes were practically welded to her.

This kind of unscrupulous scrutinizing gaze caused a look of disgust to appear on Yan Ran's face, and she coldly interrupted Zhang Pengcheng's line of sight:

"Since your family is all here, let's not waste time. Tell me how to transfer Xiuying's household registration."

Worried that Yan Ran would back out of the 100,000 yuan they had just agreed upon, Yu Manzhu hurriedly cut in:

"When I asked for 100,000 yuan just now, you were the one who said the money could be discussed. Now that I've called everyone back, you should give us the 100,000 yuan as agreed. Don't even think about reneging!"

Hearing there was 100,000 yuan to be had, the eyes of the father and son, Zhang Yangping and Zhang Pengcheng, lit up several times brighter than when they saw Yan Ran, and they immediately joined in:

"Since you've already agreed, take out the 100,000 yuan. If you're short by even a penny, don't dream of moving her household registration!"

Yan Ran crossed her arms over her chest, her gaze sweeping over the three of them before she spoke amidst their anxious and greedy looks:

"So you insist on 100,000 yuan before you're willing to transfer Xiuying's household registration, right?"

It wasn't as if Zhang Xiuying's household registration couldn't be transferred without the consent of Zhang Yangping's family.

It was just that Yan Ran didn't want the trouble. If 100,000 yuan could solve the registration issue and simultaneously sever Zhang Xiuying's relationship with her adoptive family, then the money was worth spending.

Of course, Yan Ran's bottom line was the agreed-upon 100,000 yuan.

If Zhang Yangping's family took the money and honestly followed the agreement, not harassing Zhang Xiuying in any way in the future, then this matter would be over.

If they were insatiable and tried to demand an exorbitant price, Yan Ran wouldn't be negotiating with them so politely as she was now.

"Yes!"

Hearing that Yan Ran was actually willing to give their family 100,000 yuan, Zhang Pengcheng immediately clamored:

"Take out the 100,000 yuan, and we'll go to the Police Station with you to get the certificate. But you have to give the money immediately; don't think you can wait until after we get the certificate and then delay the payment!"

"Since we agreed on 100,000 yuan, I won't go back on my word."

Saying this, Yan Ran opened her Hermès bag, took out the 100,000 yuan in cash she had just withdrawn, and casually placed it on the table:

"The 100,000 yuan is here. Once you've taken the money, come with us now to transfer the household registration."