The Wealthy Psychic Lady: 99 Stolen Kisses

“Seriously speaking, your Sis’ dance performance tonight was way too sensual and racy.”

Mei Yangyang glared at him and questioned, “Were you enticed too?”

“Of course not,” Long Tianze blurted without hesitation. “You’re the only woman in this world who can entice me. No one else has the ability to attract me, alright? But Qingyan looked so cross tonight.”

“If he can canoodle pretty girls, why can’t my Sis be allowed to dance with a hunk? They’re both free and single now. No one is to restrict them,” Mei Yangyang retorted.

“What a shame… You have a point though. I wonder if he registered what you said earlier on,” said Long Tianze, clutching the steering wheel.

“It’s up to him to listen to me. I’ve already said what I should.”

“…”

A deafening silence filled the air in the other car.

Ling Ciye was behind the wheel while Jin Qingyan rode in the passenger seat with his eyes tightly shut, though it was unclear if he had fallen asleep or not.

The cars drove into Wei Ni Estate one after another.

“We’re here.”

Noticing that Jin Qingyan opened his eyes immediately, Ling Ciye knew that he did not fall asleep during the journey at all.

He alighted from the car and headed straight into his mansion.

Ling Ciye parked the car at the side and followed Jin Qingyan in.

“Auntie Chen, Qingyan had a lot to drink. Please brew some hangover broth and send it to him later.”

“Alright.”

After making the necessary arrangements, Ling Ciye left.

Jin Qingyan proceeded to take a shower once he arrived upstairs.

Images of the events that took place in the Black Genie Bar tonight flashed through his mind while he stood beneath the shower head.

The proud and willful An Xiaoning seemed to have weaved herself into the crevices of his flesh and bone and had long since become a part of him.

He thought that he could break free from her after the divorce.

However, in reality, he had already been shackled to her for life and the divorce was merely a formality that served no actual purpose for him.

He heard a knocking on his door when he came out of the shower, clad in a bathrobe.

“Young Sir, here’s some hangover broth.”

He opened the door and received it from her hands. “Thank you, Auntie Chen.”

“Rest well, Young Sir.” Auntie Chen bowed and headed downstairs.

After closing the door, he downed the broth and lay down in bed.

However, he had trouble sleeping as usual.

Thus, he had no choice but to rely on sleeping pills to help send him off to dreamland.

—

Xiaozong refused to go anywhere else and remained at home to accompany Mei Shuangshuang.

Mei Shuangshuang realized that she was feeling sleepy and lethargic every single day and would spend most of her time sleeping, as if she could never get enough rest no matter how much she slept.

She was not born yesterday and knew that something must have gone amiss.

She woke up in the middle of the night to find that the man beside her was still sound asleep.

Mei Shuangshuang heard a notification tone from a messaging platform. She reached for his mobile phone, which was lying on the headboard, and opened the new message he had received. She immediately flew into an uncontrollable rage the moment she scrolled upwards to view his chat history.

Xiaozong had been having extremely flirtatious conversations with other girls.

Feeling betrayed, Mei Shuangshuang proceeded to check his other message history, after which she immediately switched on the lights and shook Xiaozong to wake him up.

“What’s the matter, Darling?” He sat up straight, sleepy-eyed.

“Who’s this? Your conversations are so explicitly sexual and flirtatious. How dare you engage in such suggestive conservations with another woman behind my back!?!” Mei Shuangshuang hollered in pique, showing him the chat messages.

“I didn’t send those messages. Fatty was the one who did it using my mobile phone,” he explained.

“Really?”

“Of course. Why would I dare to do that?” he answered, putting an arm around her shoulder.

Mei Shuangshuang forced herself to believe him. “I’m going to take a shower.”

“Alright, go ahead.” Once she entered the bathroom, Xiaozong took out a separate mobile phone from beneath his pillow and sent Mei Shuangshuang a text message, which he had already typed beforehand. He then switched off his mobile phone and went back to sleep.

Mei Shuangshuang was no longer sleepy by the time she came out of the shower.

She picked up her mobile phone and leaned against the headboard out of habit.

Noticing that she had received a new text message, she tapped to open it, only to receive a great shock.

She immediately shrieked in exasperation.

“What’s the matter? What happened? You gave me a scare,” Xiaozong asked.

“Someone has made a fraudulent and unauthorized transaction with my card! I just received a notification from the bank moments ago. It’s said that all my money has been transferred away from my account. I must hurry and make a police report,” she said anxiously, showing him the text message.

She then got up in an attempt to get dressed.

Xiaozong immediately grabbed her and said, “Calm down, I’ll call the police right now.”

He whipped out his mobile phone and turned to the side to dial a number with his back facing her. “Hello, is this the police station? There has been an unauthorized transaction made using my girlfriend’s bank card just a short while ago. She was robbed of more than 500 thousand dollars. Her name is Mei Shuangshuang. Her identification number and bank account number…”

He waved at Mei Shuangshuang and gestured for her to bring her personal identification card and bank card to him.

Mei Shuangshuang hurriedly proceeded to do so.

Xiaozong finally ended the call after going through the motions.

In fact, the number he had dialed actually belonged to his friend, who played along to fabricate a seamless phone call.

As for the text message she received from “the bank,” it was sent using a mere scam software he had bought, which allowed any number to be set as the sender ID.

Mei Shuangshuang felt a sense of relief after knowing that a police report had been made. Or so she thought.

She began cursing and bawling in agony while Xiaozong chimed in.

“I wonder if my money can be recovered. How am I supposed to live without money?” Mei Shuangshuang lamented with a glum and gloomy expression.

“Your family is so wealthy, it doesn’t matter. Just ask your parents for more.”

Mei Shuangshuang decided to put down her facade and said, “My mother passed away not long ago. My sister is currently taking care of my father. He’s penniless.”

“Where did you get those hundreds of thousands then?” Xiaozong asked with a slight change in his tone.

“I sold my father’s jade pendant that my sister had bought for him. I can’t return to that home either. What am I supposed to do now, Xiaozong? I’ll have to depend on you from now on,” said Mei Shuangshuang with dejection written all over her face.

A look of dismay formed on Xiaozong’s face. He sighed and said, “Actually, I’ve been hiding this from you, but I’ve been staying with you these past few days because I fell out with my father.”

“What!?!” Mei Shuangshuang gasped in shock and stared at him in disbelief, as if his words were salt being rubbed into her wound. “Why did you guys fall out?” she asked.

“My father wants me to marry the daughter of a family friend. But since you and I are already dating, I ought to take responsibility for you. So, I had a tiff with my father and he kicked me out of the house.”

Mei Shuangshuang was moved to tears upon hearing his words.

“Xiaozong… you’re so nice to me,” she said, throwing herself into his arms.

“Silly, you’re my woman, of course I’m going to be nice to you.”

“But how are we supposed to continue with life now that both of us are penniless? I feel so hopeless now,” Mei Shuangshuang lamented in misery.

“From what you’ve said, your sister seems to be very wealthy. Why don’t we ask her for some money? I doubt she’d watch you starve to death, would she?”

“She must be furious at me for selling my father’s jade pendant. I reckon she won’t allow me to step foot into her house,” said Mei Shuangshuang, who understood Mei Yangyang too well.