The Wealthy Psychic Lady: 99 Stolen Kisses

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

"Thank you, Yangyang, I understand," Mo Li said in a moment of enlightenment.

"You don't have to thank me. Since you've decided to attend the wedding, hurry and go buy a gorgeous outfit. Let him know that your life has become better after you left him."

"Yes, okay, I'm hanging up now, then."

"Alright."

Mei Yangyang's words had given Mo Li a great deal of courage. She took out her bank account card, thinking to herself that she ought to get a gorgeous outfit for her ex-husband's wedding.

She placed the card inside her bag and left the house.

She headed to An Xiaoning's house and decided to knock on her door after much hesitation.

She entered upon hearing that An Xiaoning was home, thinking that No. 8 should be present too in that case.

To her surprise, Jin Qingyan was present as well.

An Xiaoning and Jin Qingyan supported Mo Li's decision to attend the wedding after hearing her detailed explanation of the situation.

Feeling much more assured, Mo Li asked, "Xiaoning, could you lend No. 8 to me for a day…?"

"Sure. He's on the third floor, you may call him to come downstairs," An Xiaoning agreed since it was no issue to her at all.

"Alright." Mo Li stood up and made her way upstairs slowly.

There were several rooms on the third floor, and she had no idea which one belonged to No.8. As soon as she took a step forward, she overheard some bodyguards teasing No. 8 in one of the rooms.

"What is No. 8 thinking about?"

"What else could he be thinking about? He must be thinking about Ms. Mo from the 32nd floor opposite."

"Hahaha, I think so too."

At this moment, No. 8 interjected, "Cut it out."

"Hey, but why have you stopped contacting each other ever since she gave you that shirt?"

"We were never like what you guys are making us out to be."

"What are we making you two out to be?"

"…"

"Yun Chen would watch Ms. Mo from the balcony at midnight every day, when she comes home from work. All of us knows about it, yet he refuses to admit it," said No. 5.

They began guffawing in amusement.

Mo Li was stunned and dumbfounded.

Does he… look at me from the balcony every night?

Why?

She dared not let her thoughts run wild and instead stood by the door for a long while before knocking on the door. "Is No. 8 in?" she asked.

The men in the dormitory immediately put their pants on in a tizzy. Due to the warm weather, it was much more comfortable for them without their pants on. Indeed, they were all sitting together half-naked.

Needless to say, they would definitely get frantic and flustered upon hearing a woman's voice outside the door.

After a frenzy, No. 8 answered the door.

"Miss… Mo, are you looking for me?"

"I need your help for something. Are you free to come down for a while?"

He agreed with a nod, "Sure."

Once they arrived on the first floor, An Xiaoning briefly explained the situation, after which No. 8 immediately agreed to help Mo Li out.

Mo Li thanked him and said, "I'm going shopping for some clothes now."

"Hey, Mo Li, let No. 8 accompany you and give you his opinion." An Xiaoning waved at No. 8 and said, "Go with Mo Li."

Mo Li nodded and, smiling, exited the door together with him.

The rest of the bodyguards on the third floor quickly craned their necks to take a look at the two who were walking away.

They took the bus there.

No. 8 accompanied her to a few clothing stores and helped pick out several outfits for her. He even suggested that she get a new haircut.

Mo Li gladly agreed, since she did have such plans in mind.

However, she was afraid to make him wait for too long and hence did not mention it earlier.

She carefully browsed through the hairstyle catalog that the hairstylist had handed her. She then asked No. 8, "Do you think a short hairstyle will suit me?"

No. 8 looked at her tiny face, which would suit any type of hairstyle.

"Do you want to have short hair?"

"I'd like to get a makeover. It signifies a fresh start," she said with a smile.

"Follow your heart, then. Get the hairstylist to give you a haircut that'll suit you. I think you'll look good with short hair."

She nodded and discussed with the hairstylist, who then designed a haircut that would be suitable for her facial shape.

In fact, a short hairstyle suited Mo Li much better.

After the haircut, Mo Li looked at herself in the mirror and smiled in satisfaction. She turned to No. 8 and asked, "How is it?"

No. 8 nodded and said, "You look great."

—

Ye Xiaotian was not in the least bit happy at all, despite being the groom on his big day.

He initially planned to remain single for the rest of his life. However, his mother's health had deteriorated and she threatened to be unable to die in peace if he did not get married again.

The most pathetic way a man could live is under the strict control of his mother.

He detested his mother's tyrannical ways.

Yet, as the son of his mother, he could not bear to see her die without being in peace.

Hence, he agreed to marry the woman Mrs. Ye had arranged for him to.

He had only met his fiance, Qiao Yina, once, and she was a gynecologist.

She was pretty and carried herself presentably. The only reason she agreed to marry Ye Xiaotian was that he was extremely wealthy, although his company had already been acquired.

Besides, Ye Xiaotian was handsome and dashing. Women tend to fall for attractive men anyway.

Qiao Yina felt that he must have been experienced in life and would not fool around after they got married, since this was his third marriage, which meant that he must have already had marriage all figured out.

All women wished to be the last woman their men would have, and they often had a false impression that they would be able to subdue men who could not be controlled by other women.

On top of that, she was confident that she could give birth to a son given her excellent health, and especially since she was a gynecologist who was well informed about the various medical technology available.

Mrs. Ye was extremely fond of her and felt that she seemed more auspicious than Mo Li.

It was simply because she was much chubbier than Mo Li and had pretty features, hence giving Mrs. Ye the impression that it would be easy for her to conceive.

The public were not aware of the wedding and nothing about it was reported on the news.

Hence, Mo Li was rather dumbfounded when she received the invitation.

Staring at the wedding attire he would be donning tomorrow, Ye Xiaotian listened to the update given by his subordinate. "She's already received the invitation."

"Did she say anything?"

"No."

"Were there any expressions on her face?"

"No…"

After a moment of silence, Ye Xiaotian said, "Get out."

The subordinate bumped into Mrs. Ye, who was entering Ye Xiaotian's room. She was in high spirits, as opposed to the glum and forlorn Ye Xiaotian.

She entered and sat down opposite her son.

"Why do you look so upset? Isn't it great now that you don't have to be as busy as before and can enjoy your own life?"

"That's just what you think," Ye Xiaotian answered coldly.

"Do you actually think I'm pushing you to your grave? I want to see you living well too. Only then can I rest my mind."

Ye Xiaotian did not wish to hear her words at all.

He ignored Mrs. Ye and allowed her to continue babbling on her own.

At last, she felt like she was talking to a wall and finally left.

They kept the wedding low profile and only invited their closest friends and family. The media were denied entry, and all the guests were prohibited from bringing their mobile phones and cameras into the venue.

Ye Xiaotian did not want the public to find out about it.

However, Mrs. Ye had thought otherwise.

She did not allow the guests to take photos; instead, she'd arranged for professional photographers and videographers to film the entire event.