The Wealthy Psychic Lady: 99 Stolen Kisses

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Her words, in the opinion of Mrs. Ye, were insincere.

"I'm just reminding you, don't harbor any wishful thinking. Xiaotian will never marry you. Mo Li, I advise you to give up the child in your stomach."

"Mrs. Ye doesn't have to worry about this." Mo Li got up to leave. To Mrs. Ye, she really had nothing to say.

Mrs. Ye sprung up. "I haven't finished speaking."

"But I don't wish to continue listening to you speak. The child is now more than four months old, it has already developed its hearing. If it hears its grandmother saying such malicious things, I'm sure it would have no good impression of you. It might even doubt if this is its grandmother. Even if you don't admit it, when this child is born, it will be a descendant of the Ye family. Your grandson or granddaughter."

Mrs. Ye was rather enraged. "I've already said, even if it gets born, it will not be a part of the Ye family. This child will not be part of our family tree and will not be recognized by the Ye family. If you give birth to it, it will be nothing but an illegitimate child!"

Mo Li's body went stiff, and her hands were clenched together tightly.

She turned and went upstairs.

After spilling out everything she wanted to say, Mrs. Ye left with her heart at ease.

But on the other hand, Mo Li had landed into a state of suffering, and she had locked the door from inside.

She did not feel a tinge of hope and could not see any glimpse of the future.

This kind of negative emotions made the bitterness kept inside her for so long suddenly erupt.

Mo Li got up and headed into the bathroom, turning on the tap in the bathtub. Thereafter, she turned on the heater in the bedroom.

After a nice, cleansing bath, she blew her hair dry and put on her favorite white long-sleeved nightgown.

She sat down before the dressing table. Ever since she knew she was pregnant, she did not put on makeup anymore.

However, she now dolled up her face with some exquisite makeup.

Looking at her reflection in the mirror, she saw that her thick eyebrows were surreal and her red lips seductive.

She took out a knife blade from the drawer meant for trimming eyebrows. It was extremely sharp.

With it held in her hand, she slowly sat by the bed and sent her brother a message: "Without me by our parents' side, Xiao Xun, you need to take good care of them. Don't make them angry."

Mo Xun replied her instantly: "Sis, I know."

Thereafter, she actually typed out a message for An Xiaoning. Although she only met her a few times, she really wanted to send her this message: "I really want to live like you, to be able to live out one's own brilliance, but I can't do anything about it. I can't see a glimmer of hope at all. This life is not how I want it to be. If I could relive my life again, I want to be like you. I want to work hard and live freely."

After typing out the message, she did not send it, but placed her phone at the edge of the bed.

She slowly laid down on the bed and covered herself with the blanket.

With the knife blade in her left hand, she placed it over her right hand.

Mo Li closed her eyes and exerted strength using her left hand. The immense pain went past in a flash, and all she could feel was the blood in her body draining out gradually. Before she lost her consciousness, she successfully sent out the message she had typed out.

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When An Xiaoning received the message, she was at the police station discussing a case with her other three team members.

The more she looked at the message, the more she felt something was amiss. She immediately dialled Mo Li's number.

After one and thereafter several tries, still no one picked up.

She did not have Ye Xiaotian's number, so she could only call Gu Beicheng and get him to pass the message to Ye Xiaotian. She wanted to get him to go home to take a look in case something had happened.

After the call, she still felt uneasy, so she drove to Ming Yuan Estate herself.

She reached the front gate of the house almost at the same time as Ye Xiaotian.

Ye Xiaotian had a serious look on his face and hurriedly ran into the house. Since An Xiaoning was wearing flats, she ran along with him.

She was praying deeply in her heart for Mo Li to be fine.

But a feeling of uneasiness overwhelmed her. The content of that text message did not come from a person who was just expressing their negative emotions - she sounded like someone who had reached the peak of her despair, who did not have the strength to resist and could no longer live on.

An Xiaoning hurriedly went up the second floor and saw Ye Xiaotian take the spare keys to open the bedroom door.

Because he was shaking, it took some time for him to unlock it.

The door burst open upon unlocking.

The room was in darkness, and the curtains were tightly closed.

"Mo Li?"

Ye Xiaotian headed towards the bed.

An Xiaoning followed behind him.

With the lights switched on, Ye Xiaotian saw Mo Li with her eyes shut on the bed and could already sense that something was wrong.

Although her face had makeup on it, it was pale as a sheet. Her phone was placed right at the bedside. With An Xiaoning calling her multiple times, it was impossible for her not to have heard it.

An Xiaoning went forward and slowly opened the covers.

"Mo Li!" Ye Xiaotian's eyes were instantly brimming with tears.

An Xiaoning had her hand on her mouth, and tears flowed down her cheeks rapidly.

Mo Li's body was covered in a pool of blood.

Ye Xiaotian immediately took off his tie and wrapped it around her wrist before running down the stairs with her in his arms.

An Xiaoning stared at the massive blood stains on the bed, her heart wrenching in pain.

Even with a child in her stomach, to still be able to come to this state, it was apparent that she could no longer live on.

She surveyed the surroundings and did not see Mo Li's soul. That meant that at least she was still alive.

She turned and hurriedly drove to the hospital, following behind Ye Xiaotian's car.

After Mo Li entered the emergency treatment room, they waited at the corridor.

Gu Beicheng came over too and, upon hearing the situation, was at a loss for words.

He could only pat Ye Xiaotian's shoulders to console him.

"Can I see that text message?" Ye Xiaotian asked, his eyes reddened.

An Xiaoning passed him her phone.

Ye Xiaotian stared at the phone screen for a long time before passing the phone back to her.

An Xiaoning felt that she could not just wait on like that. She discreetly ran to the nurses' changing room and put on a nurse uniform. With a cap and face mask on, she pretended she was a nurse and entered the emergency treatment room. Gu Beicheng and Ye Xiaotian, who were at the entrance, both did not recognize her.

An Xiaoning stood by the doctors' side, watching as they tried to save Mo Li. Standing there, she was on pins and needles.

Time passed like eternity.

The doctor used all the effort he could exert and finally pulled Mo Li back from the realms of death.

"What a close shave. If she had been sent in just a minute later, she would never have lived." The doctor continued, "Forget it, she's survived at least. Bandage her properly, I'll go out to inform the family."

Just then, An Xiaoning pulled him back. "Stop."

"Umm?" The doctor glanced at her. "Who are you? I've never seen you before."

An Xiaoning replied with a grin, "Who I am is not important. What's important is that I need a favor from all of you. If you guys help me, the three checks here are for all of you." She fished out three checks from her wallet.

The two doctors and the nurse were stunned.

"It can't be that you want to kill her?" The doctor waved his hand. "No matter how much you give us, we won't do it."

"Who's asking all of you to kill her?" An Xiaoning continued, "I just want all of you to respect her wishes when she wakes up."

"I… I don't quite understand what you mean."

An Xiaoning reiterated, "When you go out, don't tell the person who sent her here that she's been saved. Wait for her to wake up."