The Wealthy Psychic Lady: 99 Stolen Kisses

“Just remember what I said about the closet earlier. Tell him about it too.” He lay on the couch and said, “I’m going to sleep now.”

An Xiaoning chuckled and said, “Don’t fall asleep too soundly. Otherwise, I can’t guarantee I won’t do anything to you.”

He shot her a menacing glance and said, “Why are you just like a female thug? Do you even know what it means to be more reserved?”

“What’s that? Can I eat it?”

“…”

He closed his eyes and ignored her.

An Xiaoning proceeded to grab her mobile phone from the cabinet beside the bed and plugged the charging cable. She then started tapping away on her mobile phone with the serum mask still on her face.

She wondered if Mysterious Xiao would make an appearance tonight.

She waited until twelve midnight and he still did not show up. Thus, she decided to switch off the lights and go to bed.

She woke up at six o’clock in the morning.

The moment she opened her eyes, she shifted her attention to the man on the couch.

She reckoned that it should be Jin Qingyan by now.

After getting out of bed, she squatted down beside the couch and made the first move on him while he was still asleep.

She first kissed him on his lips before slipping her hand into his shorts.

To her surprise, he opened his eyes immediately and stared at her hand before shifting his gaze onto her face. Turning beet red, he pushed her away from him and hollered, “An Xiaoning, have you got any shame at all!?!”

An Xiaoning was instantly dumbfounded. “You’re Henry?”

Gritting his teeth in anger, he questioned, “What do you think?”

“Why is it not Qingyan? Why is it still you?”

“That fellow is still deep in slumber. You must be very disappointed, aren’t you?”

Rubbing the spot on her head that was hit against the coffee table just now, she stood up slowly and said, “I’m not disappointed. After all, there isn’t that huge of a difference between you and him to me. I can get intimate with you whenever I want.”

“Why do you keep thinking about such lewd thoughts all day? Are you even a woman at all?”

“I just want to do it with you all day. What has that got to do with my gender? After all, I’m thirty years old, the age when my sexual desires are at their peak. Besides, you go to the nightclub every night and all you do is flirt with women or tell them to sit on your lap. Tsk, tsk, you’re not any better than I am.”

“I may behave that way, but I don’t take things to the next level.”

“Bullshit. Back in the nightclub in M Nation, you checked into a hotel room with another woman. If I didn’t make it there in time, you would have removed your pants and slept with her, wouldn’t you?”

“You mean, you were that woman who kicked me?”

“Yeah, it was me. I was wearing a mask when I kicked your face.”

“An-Xiao-Ning!” At this point Henry had turned as pale as a ghost and was seething with anger.

“Henry, I can’t stand that you’re acting all high and mighty and taking the moral high ground. How pretentious. How dare you say that I ought to be more reserved? How about yourself? Aren’t you being the pot calling the kettle black?” She looked away and walked into the bathroom straight away.

After brushing her teeth and washing up, she put on some makeup and proceeded to have breakfast, feeling fresh and energized.

During breakfast, he was extremely picky and refused to eat most of the food served. Auntie Chen had no choice but to make him another set of breakfast. An Xiaoning was already more or less done with hers by the time he started eating.

“You’re such a picky eater. I should have just thrown you into a war refugees’ camp abroad. That way, you’ll be so starved and parched, even feces will taste good to you.”

Feeling a sudden queasiness, Henry barfed and shot her a dirty look. “Go do whatever you have to do if there’s nothing else you need to say to me. I don’t want to see you.”

“I’m sorry, but I’ve already done the things I had to a few days ago. I won’t be going anywhere today. I’ll watch you.”

“Have you ever considered my feelings?”

“Your feelings are none of my concern.”

“…”

“Young Madam… Chief wants you to go over,” said Xiao Bai, who’d just entered.

“Got it.” She stood up and left together with Xiao Bai.

Fan Shixin was waiting inside the guardroom. Upon the sight of her, he said, “Young Madam, I heard from Auntie Chen that Young Sir is still…”

“Yes, he hasn’t returned to his body yet. Your main task now is to find a capable psychiatrist.”

He nodded and said, “I know, but I’m afraid it’s going to take some time. After all, there are only very few cases of dissociative identity disorder in this world. Psychiatric experts specializing in this field are also few and far in between. However, I’ll try my best to find one.”

“I communicated with Henry last night. Did you know that Qingyan’s disorder began when he was nine years old?”

A frown creased Fan Shixin’s forehead and he said, “Nine? I don’t recall there being any signs or symptoms throughout all these years of being by his side.”

“But that’s indeed the case. I want to visit Qingyan’s father. Stay at home to watch him. Let him do whatever he wants, but he’s not allowed to leave the house. If he wants to go out, tell him to wait until I’m home.”

“Okay.”

An Xiaoning drove out of the estate and embarked on her journey toward the Jin family mansion.

Mr. Jin had yet to get out of bed. He had spent the whole of last night gambling, all the way until daybreak. He struggled to open his eyes when the servant woke him up, after which he exited the room lethargically.

“What do you want?”

“I want to find out more about Qingyan’s childhood,” said An Xiaoning.

“Qingyan’s childhood? Why?” Mr. Jin asked in puzzlement.

“I’m just curious. Did Qingyan lead a tough life when he was younger?”

Mr. Jin thought that he had heard her wrong. “How could he have not lived well? He’s the only son in the family and his mother spoiled him rotten. Fortunately, I was a strict father and took him in hand.”

Not wanting to argue with him, An Xiaoning said, “I’m not talking about the material and superficial aspects of his life. What I want to know is, had you or Mrs. Jin ever done anything to make him upset to the extent of ignoring you guys for days? Has he ever suffered a major emotional blow?”

Mr. Jin was bewildered. After all, wasn’t it strange to have your former daughter-in-law show up at your doorstep and ask about your son’s childhood so out of the blue?

“Let me think about it. Well, there was one specific incident that I remember very clearly. Qingyan wasn’t a rebellious teenager. In fact, his rebellious stage was when he was about seven or eight years old.”

“What happened?”

“So many years have passed and I can’t remember the details anymore. I doubt he can either. He was in primary school then, and when he returned from school one day, he told his mother and me that he wanted the latest set of toy cars. His mother wanted to buy it for him but I didn’t agree to it because he didn’t do well on his recent test. However, she still bought it for him behind my back and I smashed them onto the ground on the spot. That’s when he threw a tantrum and got violent with me. I then punished him severely by giving him a beating. Afterward, he started ignoring me for days. His grades were still in the doldrums and he even began picking up online gaming. He would frequent illegal internet cafés and spend most of his time there. He was really addicted to car racing games. I had no choice but to instruct the bodyguards to keep close tabs on him and chauffeur him everywhere. I also became even stricter with him.”

“Did his obsession with race car models continue?” An Xiaoning asked.

“No, he stopped playing with them ever since that incident. Just what do you want to know this for?” Mr. Jin asked in puzzlement.

“I wanted to learn some tips and tricks from you. You raised Qingyan so well. I’d like to take Yiheng in hand too.”

Mr. Jin smiled gleefully and said, “Yeah, he wouldn’t have become the upright and successful person he is today if it weren’t because of my strict ways of disciplining him. However, I was really a little too harsh on him when he was younger.”