The Wealthy Psychic Lady: 99 Stolen Kisses

Lin Mingxi watched her leave with tears in her eyes, overwhelmed with sympathy for her sister.

She called Gu Beicheng to explain the situation to him. Gu Beicheng then suggested that she discuss this with her parents. Clearly, her parents were still in the dark about it.

Lin Mingxi heeded his advice and informed her parents about it. To her surprise, her parents were far less agitated than she had imagined. They constantly said that what mattered most was that she was safe and that they could always just earn the money back again.

Mr. and Mrs. Lin decided to look Lin Mingyuan up, thinking to themselves that she was probably grief-stricken and terribly upset. They wanted to counsel her and give her some advice. Lin Mingxi supported her parents’ decision.

Twenty minutes after Lin Mingyuan left, a courier delivered a parcel to Lin Mingxi’s home.

Lin Mingxi opened the rectangular box, only to see that it contained a few documents, the official company stamp, as well as a letter.

She decided to open the letter first.

It read: “I took two days to write this letter and I’ve decided to send it to you. I’ve made too many mistakes, and I’ve never treated you, Father, and Mother genuinely with all my heart. I still hope that I can do something for you guys to atone for my mistakes. One of these documents is an authorization letter. I hope you’ll do everything in your power to get the money back and return it to Father and Mother. I can’t do my part as their daughter anymore. I want them to have a peaceful retirement. I’m giving you my house and car, and I’ve also transferred to you the remaining amount of savings that I have in my account. I’ll have to depend on you to take care of our parents from now on. Mingxi, I’ve done you, Father, and Mother wrong.”

Lin Mingxi’s heart grew heavier, and she put the later away before walking away hurriedly. When she was halfway through the journey, she received a call from her mother.

Mrs. Lin was bawling over the phone while telling her that Lin Mingyuan had poisoned herself to death at home.

Her words were like a bolt out of the blue that struck Lin Mingxi hard.

She’s dead?

By the time she’d rushed there, Mrs. Lin had already been sent to the hospital because she had fainted due to agitation. Mr. Lin accompanied her to the hospital while the Lin family butler carried Lin Mingyuan’s corpse back to the Lin family mansion.

Lin Mingxi stood in Lin Mingyuan’s home and stared at the photos of her wedding as tears welled up in her eyes.

The Lin Mingyuan she knew was competitive and overbearingly haughty.

She had always been power-hungry and would do everything she could to be the champion and leader of success, be it in her career or within her family. She was the classic example of an able woman.

Due to the fact that she was excessively career-minded, she had been childless for years after marrying her husband.

If Lin Mingyuan had not shown up all of sudden at the Gu family mansion in a disheveled state, Lin Mingxi would have thought that her sister was still living a glamorous life of luxury and was still her self-righteous and arrogant self.

“Mingxi…” said Gu Beicheng. She turned around and walked toward him.

“She committed suicide,” she said softly.

“I know.”

“Beicheng, what do we do?”

“Let’s go back first.”

“Yes.”

Lin Mingxi remained silent throughout the journey.

Upon returning home, Gu Beicheng took a look at the items Lin Mingyuan had sent and said, “Seems like she still carries hope in getting the money back. The only way that we can do that is by suing him. It might take some time, but we have an abundance of time. We don’t have to be afraid of a draggy lawsuit.”

“We must get the money back. Otherwise, we’ll just be letting him off easy and giving him the chance to provide for his mistress and his illegitimate child.”

“Leave it to me to handle this. Stay out of it. Father and Mother must have suffered a huge blow. Do your best to comfort them.”

“Alright.”

—

Time passed gradually, and soon, July arrived.

It had been a long while since Jin Qingyan left. The psychiatrist, Yu Yiwei, who had been staying in Wei Ni Estate, was losing her patience.

“Chief, just when is Mr. Jin going to come home?”

“Ms. Yu, didn’t I already say this before? He’ll come back when it’s time for him to. You don’t have to worry or get impatient.”

“I’m just worried about Mr. Jin’s condition being erratic. If the second personality occupies his body for an extended period of time, the consequences would be dire. Have you ever thought about that, Chief Fan?”

“But Young Sir really can’t make it back right now. He’s far too busy. We can only wait. Hence, I suggest you wait patiently, Ms. Yu,” Fan Shixin answered.

Yu Yiwei stared at him with a straight face and said, “His career may be important, but it doesn’t matter more than his health.”

“I reckon Young Sir would understand that better than you, Ms. Yu.”

Yu Yiwei could not help but scoff while watching him leave.

How am I supposed to perform my duty as a doctor when I don’t even get to see my patient?

An Xiaoning was much more worried than her, for she had not seen her lover in a long time.

“Young Madam, Ms. Yu was asking again about when Young Sir would be returning.”

“We’re still paying her her due wages. Shouldn’t life be easier for her since she doesn’t have to do anything at all?” said An Xiaoning, who was lying on the couch with a book on her face.

“She seems to be getting bored out of her wits after staying here for such a long time. However, Young Madam, I’m really worried about Young Sir. He’s been away for so long and yet he has never once called us.”

“Shall we make a bet?”

“About what?”

She sat up straight, causing the book on her face to fall onto the ground. “Let’s bet on how much longer he’ll take before he comes home.”

“How?”

“We’ll each guess the duration. Let’s bet ten dollars, just for the thrill of it.”

“Psht.” Fan Shixin did not expect her to offer such a low stake. Wouldn’t it be more challenging if we bet more than a thousand dollars?

“I think Young Sir would still need another month.”

“You’re betting on a month? I’m guessing five days. He’ll definitely give us some news,” An Xiaoning said, smiling while sitting cross-legged on the couch.

“Five days?” Seeing how confident she seemed, Fan Shixin inched closer and asked, “Young Madam, be honest with me, did Young Sir send you a letter secretly?”

“Well… he didn’t.”

“How are you so sure, then?”

“I was just making a wild guess. I have a feeling we’ll receive some news.”

Ring-ring! Ring-ring! The handset in the living room began to ring all of a sudden. An Xiaoning picked up the handset and answered, “Hello.”

“…”

“Hello, who’s this?” An Xiaoning repeated after receiving no response.

“Madam, it’s me,” said Jin Qingyan, the person she had missed the most. An Xiaoning’s eyes widened and she changed her posture.

“Qingyan?”

Upon hearing what she said, Fan Shixin rushed toward the handset in a bid to eavesdrop.

An Xiaoning kicked his leg, hinting for him to go away.

Fan Shixin clutched his leg in pain and returned to his seat on the couch.

“I’m in Y Nation now. Did Xiao Chenyang pass you the letter that I wanted him to when he went back previously?”

“No, he didn’t.” An Xiaoning scoffed and said, “He’s so untrustworthy. He didn’t even come to visit me. I didn’t see him at all.”

“No wonder he refused to answer me when I asked him if he had handed the letter to you. I heard from Byron that No. 8 was abducted by his cousin. You managed to rescue him, right?”