The Wealthy Psychic Lady: 99 Stolen Kisses

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

However, she would have to start using Weibo again in order to publicize the film.

As soon as she logged into her account, tons of private messages popped up on Sun Weiwei's screen, all of which consisted of heavy criticism and disparagement from angry netizens. The relentless and malicious comments greatly dampened her spirits.

One would easily become upset if they were to allow the opinions of others to affect themselves.

But of course, those who are thick-skinned would be exceptions.

She exited the Weibo page and gulped down an entire glass of plain water before slamming the empty glass onto the table with a loud thud.

"Knock, knock!"

"Who's there?"

There was no response. Sun Weiwei peeked through the peephole to find that the person outside had covered it.

"Just who are you? I'm not opening if you refuse to speak."

"It's me."

Sun Weiwei was startled to hear the familiar voice that she had not heard in a long time. "What are you here for?"

"To have a good chat with you, of course. Open up."

"There's nothing for us to talk about."

"Do you think Bai Duocai will not destroy you if he finds out that you're the one who caused his sister's death?"

Sun Weiwei pulled the door open abruptly and glared at her former assistant. "You're too shameless," she hissed.

"I'm nowhere as shameless or despicable as you are. Although you were the one who instigated me to do those things, I've already pulled my connections and requested the hospital to delete all the surveillance camera footages, including those outside the hospital. We may have been codependent in the past, but, Sun Weiwei, I now have evidence against you while you have nothing against me."

Sun Weiwei was astonished and dumbfounded. She initially thought that she was already malicious enough. Yet, she did not expect her former assistant to be far worse than her.

"What do you want?" Sun Weiwei questioned.

"I heard that you're Bai Duocai's woman now and he's even made you the female lead of a film. I don't quite have a job now too. Let me become your manager and we'll split your earnings between us."

Sun Weiwei humphed and scoffed, "Dream on. I don't have many jobs on hand now, I don't need a manager."

"You must have a manager regardless of whether you need one or not! Isn't this how you used to treat me in the past when I was your manager? Besides, I'm cash-strapped now. It's time you work for me now that I have a hold on you. When you're not filming, I can help you take on jobs as a social escort. Spend a night with men at a luxurious hotel and you'll easily earn tens of thousands. Isn't that how it is?"

"You… I won't allow you to become my manager," Sun Weiwei refused vehemently.

"Well, then, I'll have no choice but to tell Mr. Ye and Bai Duocai the huge secret you've been hiding. Bai Duocai would probably beat you into a pulp when he finds out. Do you really think he'll still support you through your career? Mr. Ye wouldn't let you off either. You have to consider carefully," said the former assistant, sounding rather confident that Sun Weiwei would give in.

Sun Weiwei recalled the times when she used to be controlled by her former assistant. It was practically a living hell.

Glaring at the woman before her, Sun Weiwei conceded, "Fine, I'll give in. Let's have a meal together this evening."

"That's the way to go. I'll see you tonight, then?" The assistant left as soon as she finished speaking, smiling widely from ear to ear.

Yet, Sun Weiwei could not bring herself to smile at all.

She stared at the ground, pursing her lips tightly.

She was initially already in a bad mood after reading the comments on her Weibo page. However, being in a bad mood was now an understatement after hearing her assistant's threats.

She was on the verge of despair.

After having tolerated her former assistant for so long, she thought that she could finally break free from her clutches. However, there will never be a day that she would truly be free, so long as the assistant had a hold against her.

She was driving her into the corner!

Sun Weiwei bit her lip and clenched her fists tightly.

She then began preparing the necessary items she needed.

Finally, the sun had set and evening arrived.

She left the house with the items she had prepared beforehand and arrived at the restaurant.

The former assistant had yet to arrive.

Sun Weiwei booked a private room in the restaurant. She proceeded to smear some colorless and odorless liquid on the goblet. The substance was none other than the SIA virus.

It was the same virus that had caused Bai Ranran's death back then.

Bai Ranran was infected with the fatal virus due to a contaminated syringe that came into contact with her bloodstream.

Although it would be faster for the SIA virus to kill the infected if it were injected directly into the bloodstream, ingesting the virus would still result in hallucinations and severe heart palpitations. Besides, the virus might very likely cause the assistant to suffer a sudden heart attack, especially since she was diagnosed with a heart disease.

By the time the assistant arrived, the liquid inside the goblet had already dried up.

She poured herself half a goblet of wine while Sun Weiwei handed her the menu and said, "Order the dishes."

She looked down at the menu and called for the waiter to come forth. She then ordered all her favorite dishes. After the food was served, the assistant said, "I'll accept more jobs on your behalf once I become your manager. The past shall remain a secret between you and me. So, don't incur my wrath and we'll get along harmoniously. Okay?"

"I helped you earn so much money in the past. Did you forget that?"

"Yes, but that's history now. Did you also forget how you used to order me around like I was your dog and trampled on my dignity?"

Sun Weiwei nodded and raised her glass. "Cheers."

They clinked glasses, after which Sun Weiwei watched as the assistant finished the liquor in her goblet until the very last drop. A menacing smile of vengeance hung from the corner of Sun Weiwei's lips.

The meal went on rather peacefully. When it was time to leave, after footing the bill, Sun Weiwei offered to give her a lift home. "I'll give you a ride."

"It's alright, I can manage on my own."

Sun Weiwei waved and said, "Drive carefully then."

The assistant expressed assent and got into her car.

Sun Weiwei watched as the assistant's car left and then hailed a taxi to return home.

She brought the goblet home and smashed it before flushing the broken bits of glass down the toilet bowl.

She had already devised a plan before making her way to the restaurant.

She brought her own goblet beforehand and took the chance to swap the goblets while the assistant went the washroom, so as to avoid leaving any clues or evidence.

Sun Weiwei was at her wits' end at this point.

Just as she was about to go to bed, she received a call from the assistant.

"Hello."

"Sun Weiwei, did you spike my drink or food?"

"No, what could I possibly spike you with?"

"Why do I feel so uncomfortable then!?!"

"How would I know?"

Clutching her chest in utter discomfort, the assistant quickly hung up and drove to the hospital while panting heavily.

After conducting a physical examination, the doctor discovered that her condition was rather serious. The assistant then revealed that she was suffering from heart disease, though it had not lapsed for a long time.

The doctor hurriedly prescribed her with a cardiac stimulant and some other medication, all of which were of no help in alleviating her discomfort.

The more she dwelt on the matter, the more she sensed something fishy about the meal they just had earlier. Thus, she dialed Sun Weiwei's number again and bellowed, "I'm almost dying, what did you spike my food and drink with!?!"

"I didn't do anything. Tell me which hospital you're at right now, I'll go look for you."

"Save it!"

The virus took effect much faster than Sun Weiwei had imagined. She headed to the nearest hospital and, after asking the information desk, discovered that the assistant was indeed there.