Rebirth at the Start: This Fate is Too Explosive!

Chapter 559 Get Lost, Cousin!

I've thought about it carefully!

Although he currently holds property certificates for several houses, the types of properties are indeed somewhat limited.

The apartment in Jiangwan City is a top-floor duplex with a wide view, and the other apartments are mostly in high-end residential communities.

But what I really need is a detached villa with a private courtyard, absolute privacy, and the ability to accommodate more of my life's imagination and social needs.

It's not just a house, but a quiet place that belongs entirely to you and is undisturbed.

Although the duplex in Jiangwan City is where he currently lives most frequently and feels most comfortable and at ease.

But recently, Miao Zi has been living there most of the time.

For convenience, or simply to have a quiet space that is entirely of one's own...

The plan to purchase a villa is clearly imminent and has been put on the agenda.

With his thoughts settled, Ye Fan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he gently pressed the accelerator harder.

The high-performance beast beneath me emitted a deep and pleasant roar, yet maintained a steady and elegant posture as it glided through the city streets.

They soon entered Zhongning Prefecture.

The security guard at the guard post clearly recognized the car and its owner, and after bowing respectfully, quickly let them pass.

The streamlined sports car glided along the quiet and beautiful internal roads, heading towards the building where Gu Lan lived.

......

Today happens to be my cousin Gu Lan's day off, a rare day of relaxation.

But just as she was sprawled out on her comfortable leather sofa, enjoying her lazy moments, she heard that her "super-rich" cousin had rushed to her door, dragging her out to help him choose a top-tier villa that cost tens of millions—

Gu Lan's once beautiful face, now showing signs of weariness, was filled with strong resistance and a clear "Don't touch me" expression.

"Shall I go with you to buy a house?"

Gu Lan didn't even bother to lift her eyelids, decisively delivering a triple refusal: "I'm not going, I don't have time, don't get involved."

Ye Fan leaned against the doorframe, looking at his cousin's "completely exhausted" appearance, and raised an eyebrow with amusement:

"Why? My dear sister, aren't you on your day off? Your brother is taking you out to broaden your horizons, relax, and maybe even raise your standards for luxury homes. Aren't you grateful?"

"You have the nerve to ask me why?"

This sentence seemed to ignite a powder keg.

Gu Lan suddenly sat up halfway on the sofa, grabbed a velvet cushion and threw it hard at Ye Fan. She fixed him with an almost tangible, resentful gaze, accusing him through gritted teeth, her words as rapid as a courtroom accusation:

"You have the nerve to say that! Those lousy contracts you threw at me were all traps and loopholes! The terms were written like a maze, extremely well-hidden! If you signed them exactly as they were, you'd be sold out to the bone, and you'd still be happily counting the money for them and issuing invoices!"

She pointed to the faint dark circles under her eyes:

"Starting the night before last, with these dark circles under my eyes, I meticulously revised every single word and clause, battling wits with those intricately crafted clauses until the wee hours of last night! I feel like a huge number of my brain cells have died, and I've practically pulled all my hair out!"

She grew increasingly agitated as she spoke: "I have absolutely no energy left, not a single drop of strength. All I want to do is sleep! I need deep sleep to repair my damaged nerves! Rest! Understand?"

After saying that, Gu Lan, like a salted fish washed ashore by the waves and utterly devoid of dreams, rolled over on the expensive imported leather sofa, expressing a silent but resolute protest to Ye Fan with the back of her head and her indifferent back.

"Oh! I got it, I got it! Sis, calm down, calm down! You've really gone through a lot, my dear sister! You've been through so much!"

Ye Fan swiftly snatched the cushion, his face instantly plastered with a genuinely ingratiating smile, and he launched into a torrent of unrestrained, frenzied, and exaggerated praise:

"You truly deserve to be called a once-in-a-century genius in the legal field, a beautiful and talented lawyer! Your insight is sharp, your thinking meticulous; with you around, no contract, no matter how bizarre, can hide!"

He spoke in an exaggerated tone:

"To have such a great figure as you in charge of my Red Bean Group's legal department is an incredible honor, a stroke of good fortune!"

"Without your strategic planning and protection from behind the scenes, my little company would have been devoured by those cunning old foxes sooner or later, and bankruptcy would have been inevitable... You are my pillar of strength!"

Ye Fan used every good word he could think of.

Listening to Ye Fan's blatantly fake and nauseatingly obsequious flattery, Gu Lan rolled her eyes dramatically, speechless.

They didn't even bother to complain, they just cursed irritably:

"Alright, alright, shut up. Stop flattering me. It's so greasy, it gives me goosebumps. Do you have anything important to do? If not, get out of here and don't disturb my nap."

The cold, oppressive feeling, stemming from the depths of his bloodline and the conditioned reflex formed by long-term "suppression," startled Ye Fan so much that he instinctively shrank his neck and shuddered slightly!

Outside, he's the wealthy Young Master Ye, who spends money without batting an eye.

But in front of his cousin, a legal "tough girl" with exceptional professional skills, a cool personality, and who knows him inside and out, he doesn't dare to be arrogant at all when he needs to be.

Ye Fan tugged at his collar, cleared his throat, straightened his expression, and adopted an expression that said, "I really have something serious to say."

"Well, of course it's important, sis. I'm planning to buy a villa, and I was thinking of taking you to a car dealership to pick out a different model and brand for you."

He observed Gu Lan's reaction, his tone "considerate":

"I was worried that you'd get a bit bored driving that Bentley Flying Spur all the time, so I wanted to give you something different. Coincidentally, I know someone... well, you could call him a friend, who owns a luxury car dealership. He has a lot of resources, and the prices are negotiable."

The person Ye Fan was describing was naturally Wu Shaojie.

"I'm not going! I really—am not—going!"

Gu Lan turned over again, this time facing the back of the sofa, her voice muffled, completely rejecting Ye Fan's invitation:

"Ye Fan, do you really think I'm some pampered, spoiled rich girl from a wealthy family? You think I'm not used to this kind of thing and want a change?"

She scoffed:

"If it weren't for my incredible luck and your help, I probably wouldn't have even been able to touch the rims of that multi-million dollar Bentley Flying Spur in my entire life, let alone drive it."

"Having that car is already ridiculously extravagant and way beyond my life plan! There's really no need to buy another one. Are you just wasting your money? With that spare cash, you should invest more in the company's legitimate business!"

"Alright, alright, I'll do as you say. You're in charge."

Seeing Gu Lan's resolute attitude, and knowing that she was indeed exhausted from work and in dire need of recharging, Ye Fan knew that he couldn't force her and could only helplessly raise his hands in surrender.

Before leaving, he thoughtfully gave one last piece of advice:

"Sis, you should get some rest and sleep until you naturally wake up. I've had someone regularly replenish the refrigerator with food and supplements, so eat something if you're hungry. If you need anything or anything else, just let me know on WeChat. I'm online 24/7, so don't be shy with your brother."

"Okay, okay, stop nagging... Get lost, get out of here, don't disturb my rendezvous with Morpheus."

Gu Lan didn't even open her eyes, but impatiently waved her fair and slender hand, as if shooing away a fly.

Ye Fan chuckled and shook his head.

He tiptoed to the window and helped her draw the heavy blackout curtains in the living room even tighter to ensure that no light would disturb her sleep.

Then, he quietly left the room and gently closed the door.

Since his cousin wasn't going, he decided to go by himself.

This afternoon, he wants to see which ultra-luxury detached villa in this ancient capital of six dynasties and bustling city of Nanjing will catch his eye!

With a deep, pent-up roar, the supercar, like a steel beast breaking free from the brief constraints of warmth, smoothly and swiftly drove out of Zhongning Prefecture...