The Wealthy Psychic Lady: 99 Stolen Kisses

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Mo Li explained, "Our hostesses are categorized into four grades, namely A, B, C, and D, with A being the best and most expensive."

"We'll have those from grade A, then. We have nothing but money. Call them here and let us take our pick," one of the men said haughtily.

Despite feeling peeved and filled with disdain toward him, Mo Li nodded and said, "Alright, please wait a moment."

She did not show her displeasure at all.

She retreated out of the room and called the young premium-grade hostesses into the room.

The young and delicate hostesses were scantily clad in revealing clothes, which accentuated their voluptuous figures. Their faces were covered in exquisite makeup, and they had sky-high stilettos on their feet as they strutted into the room while swaying their hips coquettishly.

They then arranged themselves in a single file, allowing the men to take their pick.

Mo Li understood that everyone had a preferred lifestyle of their own and, hence, she did not at all despise or look down on those young girls who were selling their youth and looks for money.

After all, she was in no place to criticize others, given the pathetic state that her life was in.

All eight of the young hostesses were selected, and they proceeded to sit beside the men they were serving, all of whom were married with a family.

Ye Xiaotian was the only one who was currently single.

Mo Li wanted to excuse herself, but to no avail. They instructed her to open the liquor bottles and stay inside the room to wait for further instructions.

The men broke into boisterous fun and chatter with the company of the gorgeous babes. There was also a young hostess cuddling next to Ye Xiaotian.

He subconsciously took a glance at Mo Li every now and then, trying to look out for a tinge of misery or jealousy on her face.

However, there were none at all.

She did not express any emotions apart from aloofness.

She kept her eyes fixed in front and did not look at him at all.

She managed to stay calm and composed throughout, as if she had completely cut ties with him.

Ye Xiaotian got drunk without realizing it and dozed off on the couch.

He had yet to wake up even after his friends had had a whale of a time and were planning to leave at about one o'clock in the morning.

Just as they were planning to carry him away, he sobered up.

He told them to take their leave while he remained in the room alone.

Mo Li had to clean up the mess they had created.

He remained seated on the couch and watched as she went about her duties.

It was two o'clock by the time Mo Li had tidied up everything. It was time for the bar to close as well.

She ignored Ye Xiaotian's presence and instead switched off the lights in the room before making her exit.

Ye Xiaotian sprung up upon realizing that the room had turned pitch dark all of a sudden.

He hurriedly left the room as well.

After changing back into her own clothes in the dressing room, Mo Li grabbed her bag and left.

There were barely any customers left in the bar, and all the waiters and waitresses were busy cleaning up. She could not help them out since she was getting off late, and she thus left on her own.

She exited the bar.

The sky was dark and gloomy.

Mo Li walked toward her motorbike, turned the key to start the engine, and left straight away.

A luxury car was tailing her.

She remained calm despite knowing who it was.

She finally arrived in Sanqiao Estate.

She parked her motorbike in the basement carpark of the estate.

Noticing that he had yet to alight from his car in the basement, she hurriedly sped out of the basement and zoomed toward her house.

Just as she reached the bench near the corridor, she felt her arm being grabbed.

"Just what do you want?" Mo Li questioned.

"The corporation has been acquired, and I now have ample time to spend with you. I still want to be in a relationship with you. I know I hurt you too much, but I'll make it up to you using the rest of my life."

Mo Li felt as if she had just heard an absurdly ridiculous story.

It never crossed her mind that he would still have the cheek to say such things to her at such a juncture.

"Ye Xiaotian, just how… are you still oblivious to what's going on now? We'll never be together again in this life."

"I won't let you be treated unfairly again."

She sat on the bench, dog-tired and aching all over.

"Don't say such things to me again from now on. Leave."

"Mo Li…."

"I've already begun living a life of my own. I don't want to have anything to do with you anymore."

"Do you… already have a boyfriend?" Ye Xiaotian asked, although he found it hard to believe.

Mo Li looked him in the eye and said, "Yes, I have a boyfriend and he treats me very well. You should also find a woman who pampers you and whom your mother is satisfied with. Let bygones be bygones. Let us forget about the past we had and never mention a thing about each other again."

"Could you let me see what kind of a man he is?"

"There's no need for that."

"Are you lying to me?"

"Do you really think it's necessary for me to do so?" Mo Li said coldly while shifting her gaze onto a figure approaching from behind Ye Xiaotian.

She felt a sudden wave of courage, which spurred her to stand up and walk past Ye Xiaotian toward the figure.

She grabbed his arm and asked, "Where did you go?"

No. 8 was rather taken aback but quickly realized what was going on. He said without hesitation, "I went to fetch you but I didn't see you at the bar."

"Maybe you missed me," said Mo Li, her palms getting sweaty due to her immense nervousness. For a second, she had been worried that No. 8 wouldn't play along with her act.

Ye Xiaotian turned around and looked at No. 8, only to discover that he was suave and tall.

He smiled and sat down on the bench without uttering another word.

Mo Li held onto No. 8's arm and walked toward the corridor.

After entering the elevator, she let go of his hand and apologized awkwardly, "So sorry about that…"

"It's alright, no worries."

"Could you come inside my place for a while and leave after he does?"

He agreed.

"Where do you work? Why are you home at such a late hour?"

"I work as a waitress at my friend's bar. The bar closes at about two to three in the morning. Why aren't you asleep yet?" Mo Li asked, pouring him a cup of tea.

"I had trouble sleeping. Why did your ex-husband show up here?" he asked, looking at her.

"He went to the bar I was working at and followed me home." She walked toward the bathroom and said, "I'll go wash up first. Wait for me here."

He nodded and watched as she entered the washroom before scanning his surroundings in the living room.

He did not enter the apartment the previous time and instead only helped her to the door when she was drunk.

He discovered that the apartment was not spacious but looked rather warm and cozy. He could tell that Mo Li had put effort into decorating every corner of the house.

It was rather similar to his ideal home.

Mo Li exited from the bathroom after brushing her teeth and washing her face to see that he was staring intently at a corner.

"What are you thinking about?"

"Your place feels so homey."

Slightly startled, she smiled and said, "That's because I treat this place like my own. Hence, I designed and decorated it according to the way I wanted."

"Very good."

"I heard Xiaoning calling you No. 8. Is that your name?"

He nodded and said, "It's my nickname."

"What's your real name, then?"

"Yun Chen."

Mo Li muttered, "Yun Chen… Yun Chen… sounds nice."

"My family weren't the ones who gave me that name, though."

"Huh? Didn't your parents give you that name?" she asked in puzzlement.

"No. I'm an orphan, and I was sent to undergo training ever since I was a child. I was named by my trainer."