The Wealthy Psychic Lady: 99 Stolen Kisses

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Fang Erlan lay in bed and pondered over her future. The more she thought about it, the more she felt like her life was much more tragic and arduous than it seemed to be on the surface.

However, I must hurry and buy a bed while he's away. After all, it's going to arouse suspicion if anyone finds out that there isn't a spare bed in the other room of this house. Although she did not plan to have anything to do with him, it was still necessary to get a bed.

She then hurriedly sat up and tidied things a little before leaving the house with her wallet.

Thinking that a folding bed would definitely not be spacious enough for such a tall person like Xiao Chenyang, she decided to buy a bigger one and opted for the bed to be delivered straight to her house. Fortunately, she did not bump into Yan Ge.

Fang Erlan had also bought some pillows and a blanket. She thought the bed finally looked more becoming.

She was finally alone in her home again. She felt fantastic without the disturbance of Xiao Chenyang.

In high spirits, she switched on the stereo speakers in the living room and began dancing to her own rhythm.

—

"Chief, where did Mr. Jin go?" asked Yu Yiwei, who had not seen Jin Qingyan ever since she arrived.

"Young Sir has gone overseas to handle some issues with the company."

"When would he be returning?"

"I don't know about that yet. Ms. Yu, please continue to research and work on a treatment solution for Young Sir. You don't have to worry about the rest. We'll still be paying you your due salary even if Young Sir is absent."

"I'm not worried about that," Yu Yiwei said with a straight face.

"I still have to inform you even if you're not worried. Please continue working on what you have to, Ms. Yu. I'll inform you once Young Sir is home."

"Alright."

After watching her leave, Fan Shixin took a look at the time on his wristwatch and waited patiently.

Three minutes later, An Xiaoning came out of the living room and headed to the garage to collect her car before driving toward him.

"Young Madam, shall I take over the wheel?"

"Yes." She alighted from the car and allowed him to drive instead.

No. 5 and No. 8 sat in the back seat while the car was driven out of Wei Ni Estate.

They headed to the office to handle some work-related documents. Fan Shixin was well versed in handling them since he was Jin Qingyan's able assistant and right-hand man.

An Xiaoning did not experience any difficulty at all with the mighty Fan Shixin and her team of finance and business elites who were all there to assist her.

Shortly after she took a seat, Fan Shixin handed her a set of newspapers.

"Young Madam, look."

She took it from him to see that it was a report about the incident at the tourist attraction by Mount Heyuan, which included the investigation's outcomes.

"If only they're always this efficient." An Xiaoning took a glance at the article before putting the newspapers away.

"By the way, Bu Xianxian and Shi Shaochuan are now cohabiting in a rented apartment."

"Shi Shaochuan is really something. Doesn't he detest me to the core? How is he not sick of facing a woman who looks almost identical to me every single day?" An Xiaoning remarked.

"Bu Xianxian is really settling for just anyone. Well, beggars can't be choosers."

"Keep an eye on her and report to me about everything she does. Shixin, what do you think is going to happen if she gives birth to a child who looks exactly the same as she did before her plastic surgery?"

Fan Shixin burst into laughter and said, "I dare not imagine that."

"Shi Shaochuan is the last male heir of the Shi family for now. He'll definitely want to have a son. I have a feeling that Bu Xianxian will be getting pregnant sooner or later. After deducting the costs of her plastic surgery and the apartment she had bought, I bet there's nothing left of those five million dollars that we've given her. Although Shi Shaochuan's company has already been acquired long ago, he still has a hefty amount of money left from his family's assets. It'll last them for a long time."

"I think he definitely has no idea that Bu Xianxian has had plastic surgery. Given his physical attributes and financial status, it should be easy for him to find a fair-skinned and beautiful girl. Well, in today's society, there are girls who stay firm to their morals and have respect for themselves, but there are also girls who are willing to compromise their chastity for the sake of money. It's not baffling at all. If he's aware that Bu Xianxian had gone under the knife to achieve her current appearance, he definitely would just toy with her."

An Xiaoning agreed with his words. "Well, we don't have to care about Bu Xianxian since she's attached now. Just keep tabs on her in secret."

"Okay."

—

After going through a detailed checkup at the hospital, Mo Li brought the results slip to an elderly traditional Chinese medicine practitioner.

She had initially already gone through a physical examination once. However, the elderly practitioner wanted her to undergo another thorough one and return to the traditional chinese medicine clinic with the report of the checkup.

After reading the results, the elderly practitioner said, "Your condition may be optimistic, but there's still a chance at improving it."

"Sir, I'm begging you, you must help me. I'm willing to cooperate, regardless of how much medicine I'll have to take."

"I'll prescribe you with a month's worth of medicine. Finish it before going for another checkup. Then, bring the results to me again and I'll have a look at your condition."

"Okay."

She headed home with a big bag of medicine, which she soaked in water for an hour before brewing.

The entire kitchen was filled with the bitter smell of medicinal herbs.

After chugging the big bowl of medicine, Mo Li felt like her stomach was churning and flipping inside out.

She took a sip of water and stood up to walk around, after which she felt much more relieved.

Mo Li then took out a photo of Ye Jiani and teared up uncontrollably.

Her heart wrenched in pain and agony.

As much as she wished that it did not happen at all, there was no way to change reality.

Her daughter's death had put an end to her marriage that was initially already in shambles.

Mo Li's teardrops fell onto the photograph. She wiped them away and muttered with a lopsided smile, "Nini, Mommy misses you so much."

After staring at the photo for a long period of time, she placed it back inside a book.

Ding-Dong… Ding-Dong…

"Who's there?"

"It's me," said an unfamiliar female voice.

Mo Li peeked out of the peephole, only to discover that it was Ye Xiaotian's wife, Qiao Yina.

She opened the door and stared at the woman in front of her. "What are you looking for me for?"

"May we talk inside?"

Mo Li allowed her to enter.

"These are for you," said Qiao Yina, who placed the bag in her hand onto the coffee table.

"What's that?" Mo Li asked in puzzlement.

"Your belongings."

She opened the bag to discover that it contained the belongings she had left behind after divorcing Ye Xiaotian.

"I don't want these anymore. You could've just disposed them into the trashcan. You didn't have to go to the trouble of bringing them here."

Qiao Yina chuckled and said, "It's better to return others' belongings to their rightful owner. I thought it'd be better to hand them back to you than to throw them away. Your house is rather well decorated, it feels so homey and heartwarming. Are you about to get married soon?"

"Yes, I'm getting married soon." Mo Li could not help but feel a little peeved to be asked such a question by her ex-husband's wife.

"Congratulations."

"Thank you, would you like to have some water?"

Qiao Yina answered, "No, thank you. I'll leave after a while. My mother-in-law has been hospitalized for a long time and her condition has deteriorated. I heard that she ill-treated you during your marriage to Xiaotian. Do you feel a little thrilled to hear this piece of news?"

Greatly taken aback, Mo Li said, "Her wellbeing has nothing to do with me. Whatever happened is now a thing of the past. I've already begun a new life of my own."

"Why does your house reek of medicinal herbs? Are you ill?"