The Wealthy Psychic Lady: 99 Stolen Kisses

"Wonderful. Mommy, shall we go to the zoo together tomorrow?"

"Sure," Mu Wansheng agreed.

She had nothing else to do at home anyway.

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After Fan Shixin brought the two of them away, Tang Yucheng sat in his chair alone and spaced out for a long time with the bank account card in hand.

He pondered over everything for a long time. He used to reject his brother's suggestion to get a prosthetic limb because he felt that his disability would be a sufficient reason for Mu Wansheng to stay by his side forever.

Now that Mu Wansheng was gone, he had no choice but to get a prosthetic limb for himself.

He called for his brother to come over.

He told Tang Kangcheng to send him to the hospital to have a prosthetic limb fitted.

"Brother, where's Sis-in-law and Mianmian?"

"Gone."

"Gone?"

"Yes. Don't bring them up again from now on. Tell your wife to help me keep a lookout. I'm planning to remarry."

Tang Kangcheng agreed with a nod, "Alright."

Tang Yucheng was willing to spend on himself and hence bought the best prosthetic limb offered on the market.

He planned to carry on with life and adopt a child if he could.

Fan Shixin was informed of all his plans, and so was Mu Wansheng, who heard it from Fan Shixin.

"See, just like I told you, he wouldn't kill himself just because you left him. He's begun a new life of his own and has gotten a prosthetic limb. He's planning to build a house, marry another woman, and adopt a child."

Heartened to hear that Tang Yucheng did not take things too hard, Mu Wansheng said, "I was indeed regarding myself too highly. After all, life does go on no matter what."

"That's because he has money now. If he were still penniless, he'd probably feel hopeless and distraught."

Reminded of an issue, Mu Wansheng asked, "Mianmian would like to visit him again in the future. Will you allow that?"

"Of course, but it can't be too frequent. Mianmian is still young now. She'll forget about him after not seeing him for some time. Actually, I don't really want her to see him again."

"We shall not let her see him, then," said Mu Wansheng.

"You're agreeable to that?"

"Are you very surprised that I am?"

"Of course, I thought that you'd be against it."

"He's already started life anew. I don't wish to disrupt his life just like how I didn't want to disrupt yours back then. Actually, I should have returned to your side right from the start. I was too narrow-minded. I was constantly afraid of adding on to your troubles and becoming your burden. Turns out you don't mind it at all."

He put an arm around her shoulder and gave her a kiss before saying, "I still have to get back to work. I sneaked out only because I wanted to see you for a while. I'll get going now. Tell me what you'd like to have for lunch. I'll buy them for you and Mianmian."

Mu Wansheng answered, "I want to eat lots of delicious food. I don't have any specific cravings, but they have to be tasty."

"Sure, I'll see what's available, then." He stood up and left.

Shortly after his departure, the doorbell rang.

Mu Wansheng knew that it was not Fan Shixin because he would just enter after unlocking the door and hence would never need her to open the door for him.

After the doorbell rang for several times, Mu Wansheng proceeded to walk toward the door. "Who's there?"

"It's me," a woman answered.

Mu Wansheng did not open the door because she could not see who it was at all. "Who are you?"

"I'm Fan Shixin's former wife."

Mu Wansheng decided not to let her in. "May I ask what you're here for?"

"I have something to talk about."

"Shixin has just left home. You may go look for him."

Yang Qianxue said, "I'm not looking for him. I'm looking for you."

"Sorry, but I don't know who you are. Since you're his former wife, there's no need for us to talk."

Yang Qianxue was stunned beyond words when she heard Mu Wansheng's footsteps leaving.

She did not expect to be denied entry.

She went through painstaking means to find out that Fan Shixin had moved back into his apartment with a masked woman and wanted to find out who she was, but she did not manage to do so.

She had a hunch that Fan Shixin had divorced her because of Mu Wansheng. In her eyes, Mu Wansheng was the homewrecker who ruined her marriage.

She stood by the door, infuriated and disgruntled. Just as she was about to leave, she heard the faint sounds of Fan Mianmian giggling.

She thought that her ears were playing tricks on her at first. Hence, she continued to listen closely, only to discover that she was not hearing things.

There's a child in there?

Why so?

Whose child is it?

Does she belong to Fan Shixin?

Could be the case.

She was filled with uncertainty and could not calm herself down. Hence, she decided to hire someone to keep a close eye on the exit of the corridor.

A few days later, she received some photos taken by the private investigator.

Mu Wansheng was photographed together with Fan Mianmian, clad in a veil that concealed her features. Although Fan Mianmian's face could not be captured, it was apparent that she was a girl.

She seems to be about three or four years old, Yang Qianxue thought to herself.

If she was born three to four years ago…

I haven't married Fan Shixin at that time yet. If the child belongs to him, that just means that Mu Wansheng is still alive…

Wait a minute…

Mu Wansheng? Surely it can't be that she's still alive?

If she weren't dead, why would Fan Shixin have married me?

Yang Qianxue was overwhelmed with bewilderment. Ever since her divorce, she had been too depressed and upset to go to work. Now that she was already in her thirties, she would become a high-risk expectant mother even if she got married this year and gave birth the following year.

Her future and happiness were bleak.

Hence, she tendered her resignation two days ago.

"Just who is this masked woman?" Yang Qianxue muttered in frustration. Refusing to give up until she gets to the bottom of the truth, Yang Qianxue decided to stand outside Fan Shixin's apartment when he was off to work and wait for Mu Wansheng to make an appearance.

Her efforts finally paid off.

When Mu Wansheng came out of the apartment with Fan Mianmian in her arms and Snowman beside her for a stroll, Yang Qianxue boarded the same elevator as them.

Upon the sight of the guide dog, whose leash Mu Wansheng was holding onto, Yang Qianxue deduced that Mu Wansheng was probably visually impaired. She then brazenly tugged Mu Wansheng's veil to remove it.

At the sight of Mu Wansheng's face, Yang Qianxue shrieked in terror. "Oh goodness!"

"Give it back to me!" Mu Wansheng exclaimed, flustered and exasperated at the rude stranger.

Yang Qianxue frantically returned the veil to Mu Wansheng, who then put it back on. As soon as she did, the elevator doors opened and she heaved a sigh of relief.

Although Yang Qianxue did not say much, Mu Wansheng had instantly figured out who she was the moment she heard her voice. She rebuked, "You removed my veil for no rhyme or reason. Don't you think you're being too impolite?"

"I'm sorry, I was just wondering what you looked like," said Yang Qianxue, who failed to recognize that she was Mu Wansheng. After all, she had merely seen photos of Mu Wansheng online and had never met her in person before.

Besides, most people would be too frightened and distracted by the scars on Mu Wansheng's face to even observe her features closely. Hence, Yang Qianxue could not tell who she was at all.