The Wealthy Psychic Lady: 99 Stolen Kisses

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Jing Shui attended the funeral, which was held at Fang Erlan's family home.

He left after the burial ceremony.

Fang Erlan returned to the production unit after handling her grandmother's funeral matters. The funeral was initially supposed to be held for three days. However, it was cut short due to the rising temperatures.

Just as she returned, she heard about Yan Ge's upcoming wedding from Jing Shui.

Fang Erlan nodded and did not make any comments after hearing about it.

She headed to the makeup room and sat down beside Yan Ge, who was having his makeup done, the moment she saw him.

The stylists in the makeup room began helping her do her makeup and hair.

She stared at her reflection in the mirror and noticed that her eyelids were swollen and that she was looking rather haggard. Clearly, she had suffered a huge blow from her grandmother's death.

"Erlan, you have to try and reduce the swelling in your eyes after today's filming. It's very swollen."

"It doesn't matter, we're mostly filming crying scenes now anyway," she said feebly.

The makeup artist did not say anything else after hearing her answer.

After having their hair and makeup done, Fang Erlan and Yan Ge headed to the filming location together with their assistants.

Neither of them said a word to each other.

Once she sat down on the chair, she sent him a text message that read: "I heard you're getting married in May next year. Is that true?"

He looked at her and replied to her text: "Yes. Rest assured, the news of my engagement won't be leaked before the television series begins airing."

After some thought, she replied: "Seems like I can't give you massages anymore from now on. This is unavoidable. I hope to seek your understanding."

He glanced at her and replied: "What has the massage got to do with the inevitability?"

"I'm sorry, but you already have a fiancee. It won't be appropriate for me to have any physical contact with you outside of filming."

He snorted and sneered: "Why didn't you find it inappropriate when you added the kissing scene?"

She was speechless, although she had already made up her mind not to give him any more massages.

Noticing that he was still holding onto his phone, she sent him another text saying: "I'd like to get married too."

"You're still so young, what's the hurry? No actress would want to get married just after debuting as a female lead."

"If there's a suitable partner for me, I'll get married once we finish filming for this series. There aren't any at the moment, so I guess I'll just have to wait for him to make an appearance in my life."

"Were you shocked to hear that I was getting married in May next year?"

"No, I already knew beforehand that Ms. Xin was your blind date. It's not surprising that you're getting married. I just felt really devastated for a brief moment."

After deleting the messages, she handed the phone to Xiao Yue and continued to focus on reading her script.

Yan Ge turned to look at her before staring at the content on his screen with deep melancholy in his eyes.

―

Upon returning home from work, Mo Li sat down on the bench to take a break as usual.

Recalling the conversation that she had overheard on the third floor of An Xiaoning's house, she abruptly looked up at the balcony on the third floor.

She caught sight of No. 8's silhouette under the light of the street lamp.

The distance between them was neither near nor far. They held each other's gazes, after which No. 8 smiled at her.

Mo Li stared at him, her eyes glistening in joy.

His image seemed a little surreal due to the backlight.

Mo Li looked away slowly and suddenly felt like her initial fatigue had faded. She sat there quietly and looked up again to discover that he was no longer standing on the balcony.

Did he go back inside to sleep?

Mo Li took another glance but still did not see him.

Seeing that it was getting late, she decided to go back home too.

Just as she stood up, she heard No. 8 yelling at her from the other side.

Mo Li looked around and saw that he was striding toward her.

"Why aren't you asleep yet?" she asked.

"I've gotten used to sleeping late. I came to tell you my answer," he said, walking toward her.

Feeling a pang of nervousness, she said, "Go ahead."

"I didn't change my mind."

Biting her lip, Mo Li asked, "You really won't regret it?"

"I'm a man, what's there for me to regret? You're the one who ought to consider carefully. We haven't known each other for long…"

"Does the duration have anything to do with a man's personality? I can sense that you're a great man," said Mo Li, who felt contented enough to receive his gentle treatment.

It was the wee hours of the night, which was dead silent. They stood facing each other under the streetlamp, their shadows being elongated.

He wrapped his arms around her, both not wanting to bring up their past and yearning to settle down together.

The next day, everyone soon heard about the news of them getting into a relationship with each other.

No. 5 even tried to coerce No. 8 into moving in with Mo Li. However, No. 8 refused.

They'd just met and exchanged numbers not long ago. Wouldn't it be too soon to start cohabiting?

They still had a long way ahead anyway. There was no hurry at all and they could take their time.

―

Once Jin Qingyan arrived in M Nation, he sent An Xiaoning a text message to tell her that he would be busier in the meantime because the situation was trickier than he had imagined.

He did not contact her for several consecutive days after sending that text message.

Despite knowing that he was busy handling some matters, she could not help but give him a call. Although he had only been away for a few days, she had already begun missing him dearly.

She gave him multiple calls, none of which he answered.

She decided not to continue calling, thinking to herself that he would probably call her back after seeing the missed calls from her.

However, she still did not receive a call from him even until the next morning.

It did not seem like what he would usually do.

She texted him again and urged herself to continue waiting patiently. Yet, there was still no reply from him.

An Xiaoning's patience grew thin, and she proceeded to call Fan Shixin.

At last, Fan Shixin told her that Jin Qingyan was extremely busy and did not have the time to replace the mobile phone that he had lost.

An Xiaoning finally felt much more relieved and free of worry. She then asked Fan Shixin when Jin Qingyan would return, to which he answered vaguely, saying that the latter would probably be home in the next few days.

An Xiaoning did not dwell on it and went on to have a few days of peace.

She visited the production team to check on their progress, headed to the Gu family mansion to chat with Lin Mingxi and pay her respect to her godparents' graves, and stayed at home to read her novels.

In addition, the basement, which had been in construction for several months, was finally completed. She did not feel bored throughout these few days at all.

However, Jin Qingyan had yet to return even after a few days had passed.

She called him again, but he still did not answer.

She headed to Wei Ni Estate.

"Where's Shixin?"

Xiao Huang answered politely, "Young Madam, Chief went to M Nation."

"When?"

"A few days ago."

"Did he mention when he would be returning?" she probed.

Shaking his head, Xiao Huang answered, "No."

She raised her arm and pointed at the GPS device on her wrist.

"Check the GPS system and send the address of your Young Sir's current location to me."

"Young Madam, we can't give you that," Xiao Huang said in astonishment.

"Why?"

Unsure how to explain, Xiao Huang said, "Please wait for a few days at home for Young Sir's return."

An Xiaoning refused to budge and continued to probe, "Why can't you give me his location? Xiao Huang, could you answer me?"

Xiao Huang grimaced and answered, "It was Young Sir who ordered us not to tell anyone of his whereabouts, including you, Young Madam."