The Wealthy Psychic Lady: 99 Stolen Kisses

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Despite saying that in her head, the words that came out of her mouth did not correspond to them.

Although they were now in her house, she was not in control at all. She was afraid that he would rape her if she provoked him one bit. At the end of the day, she would still be at the losing end.

Thus, she suppressed her anger and asked, "Just what do you fancy about me? When did you even notice me? I don't remember you at all."

"It's been a very long time since I first saw you. It's not surprising at all that you have no recollection of me. Otherwise, why would I have come all this way to look for you? Do you think I'm a nutcase?"

"Are you not one…?"

"What did you say?"

Fang Erlan said immediately, "Nothing, nothing."

"I've been searching for you for too long. I finally found you," he exclaimed gleefully.

I must have left a great impression on him. Otherwise, why would he have spent so long searching for me? I only have myself to blame for being too beautiful. If not, he wouldn't have been so obsessed with me, Fang Erlan thought to herself.

She sighed in her head and said, "No matter how great of an impression I left on you, I must make myself clear. Neither of us will be happy if it's forced. You're so handsome, I'm sure there'll be plenty of women who'd fancy you. Stop wasting your time on me. There's no point in forcing a relationship between us."

"But I want to force it." Fang Erlan was flabbergasted.

"What if there's someone I already fancy?" she said angrily.

"Tell me who he is and I'll kill him right after."

Fang Erlan was shocked out of her senses. She was certain that this hunk had escaped from the asylum.

Noticing that she had gone quiet, he taunted, "Aren't you going to continue provoking me?"

"I really don't understand why you have to treat me this way. Even if you fancy me, that's not how you should be treating the person you fancy. You're frightening me and I'm terrified. Perhaps I'll actually fall for you if you try wooing me like a normal person."

"But I'm not a normal person."

"…"

He himself actually admitted that he was not ordinary. Fang Erlan decided to play dead and continued to lie motionless, not wanting to continue communicating with him at all.

The night felt long and endless.

She still fell asleep, nonetheless.

She woke up again to find that the rain had already subsided and that the sun was shining brightly above in the sky.

She tried to sit up straight with her eyes glassed over, only to discover that she was the only one in the bedroom. She hurriedly got out of bed in a bid to go outside to take a look. As soon as she opened the door of her bedroom, she was greeted with the pleasant aroma of food that wafted up to her nose.

There were six plates of food laid across the dining table, and there were sounds of food being cooked coming from the kitchen.

She tiptoed toward the kitchen and leaned against the kitchen door to look inside, only to get a great shock. The man was wearing her apron and whipping up a meal.

Having detected her presence, he turned around to glance at her and said calmly, "Go freshen up, breakfast will be ready any time soon."

Fang Erlan was filled with fear and was rather intimidated by the uninvited guest. He was almost like a pest whom she wished she could get rid of.

She turned around and looked at the dishes on the dining table, after which she instantly knew that he was a better cook than she was.

Just who is this man?

She headed to the bathroom to wash her face and hands.

By the time she exited again, he was already in the living room. He pulled the chair back and sat down.

Fang Erlan stepped forward and sat down opposite him. "You can cook too?" she asked.

"You're the only person for whom I'll cook."

Fang Erlan was slightly taken aback. She picked up her chopsticks to take a bite and found that it was extremely tasty.

"Does it taste good?"

She answered with a nod, "It's delicious."

Ding-Dong… The doorbell began to ring all of a sudden, giving Fang Erlan a fright. She looked at the man opposite her before yelling at the door, "Who's there?"

"Ms. Fang, I'm a staff member from the management office."

She heaved a sigh of relief upon hearing his words.

At the instant that she heard the doorbell, she thought that it was Yan Ge at the door.

She did not want Yan Ge to find out that there was another man in her apartment.

To make matters worse, the man often said some callous and terrifying things.

But didn't he say that the lock was already damaged? How did it…

"Oh, give me a moment." She then said to the man softly, "Will you go back to the bedroom for a while first?"

He asked, "Why?"

"Just go inside first." She walked past the dining table and pulled him up. He conceded and headed inside the bedroom.

Fang Erlan opened the door. The staff member asked, "Ms. Fang, is the power restored in your apartment?"

"Yes."

"After you left last night, I went to check the circuit in the rain. However, I didn't find anything wrong with it."

"Thank you so much for the trouble."

"Alright, I just came by to inform you that there was nothing wrong. I'll go downstairs now."

"Yes, yes."

The moment she closed the door, he came out of the bedroom again.

The two of them proceeded to have breakfast together. "Well, I have to go out after having breakfast. Could you leave my apartment?" said Fang Erlan, who was trying her best to sound as mellow and gentle as possible.

"Like I mentioned earlier, I'll be living with you from now on. If you dare call the police, be prepared to face some dire consequences. Don't take my words lightly."

She took a deep breath. She was indeed planning to call the police if he refused to leave.

He seemed to have sensed something upon noticing how vexed and dejected she appeared.

"You'll slowly find out why I'm doing this to you all of a sudden. I won't tell you the reason now because I'm afraid you won't be able to digest everything that I tell you. No one would do such a peculiar thing for no rhyme or reason. I'm not desperate for a woman at all, but you're the only one I care about."

"I still don't understand why I would dream of you multiple times in a row. Although I didn't manage to see your face, I could hear your voice…"

"Didn't I already tell you last night that I had entered your dreams?"

"How did you do that?"

"I'm not telling you."

"Do you practice witchcraft?"

"No."

"How did you enter my dreams, then? I really want to know."

"So what if you know and so what if you don't? If you're curious, just bear with it. Anyway, I won't be telling you."

"…"

"Didn't you say last night that the lock was damaged? How did you…"

"I got it replaced this morning. By the way, the new password is my birthday. Remember, I was born on the 21st of September, so the password to our house is 921921. The password can't be changed."

She retorted, "You don't have to go to such extremes to make me remember your birthday, do you? And I beg your pardon. Our house? This is my house, I was the one who bought it. It belongs to me and me alone. How is it yours too?"

"You're mine, so that makes your house mine too. I can give you the money that you used to buy this apartment. Will that do?"

"…"

Fang Erlan was on the verge of losing her mind. I can't communicate with such an oddball!

I must call the police!

Just you wait!

After breakfast, Fang Erlan left the house and headed to Wei Ni Estate to look for An Xiaoning.