The Wealthy Psychic Lady: 99 Stolen Kisses

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Anger was surging through Shi Xiaoyu's veins. She was utterly disappointed to hear that Shi Qingzhou was not in the least bit intimidated at all.

"Are you really not afraid that I'll lay a finger on your daughter?"

"Why must I be afraid? You're making it sound as if you even stand a chance at touching her." Shi Qingzhou stifled a yawn and continued, "Although I don't have to pay for picking up your call, I still find it really pointless talking to you. I'm hanging up."

Shi Qingzhou slammed the phone down to end the call. Shi Xiaoyu flew into an uncontrollable rage as she stared at her mobile phone's screen.

Shi Qingzhou could imagine how infuriated Shi Xiaoyu must be. She looked at Tuoba Shuo and said, "She was trying to provoke me on purpose and yet she was the one who got angry in the end. It really takes a special talent to do that."

"Let's just ignore her. If she really had the guts to get you, she would've come to A City to do so long ago."

"Do you think she has something to do with the poisoning incident?"

"I won't rule out that possibility, but there are way too many suspects right now since we don't have any concrete evidence yet."

Indeed, there were more than a few possible suspects at the moment. Shi Qingzhou held Tuoba Shuo's hand and said, "Although I've been through a great deal of pain and suffering, I still haven't become mentally ill or developed a psychological disorder. I still love and enjoy life. I know that having you and Xiaoning around will make me forget about the unhappy past. You two will make my life blissful again."

"I've been loving you ever since the first time I saw you, although we didn't see each other for decades. I love you because I admire this unique personality of yours. You'll never let hardship diminish your hope for life. You always believe that things will get better."

She lay in his arms and expressed assent softly.

…

No. 8 arrived in the Night Genie bar and stood outside the entrance to look at the signboard before entering.

The bar was the most crowded at night.

Instead of waiting around on the first floor, he headed straight to the second floor because he knew that Mo Li was in charge of serving the guests in the private rooms.

He did not see Mo Li in the corridor and thought to himself that she must be in one of the rooms.

No. 8 took out his mobile phone and sent her a text message.

However, Mo Li did not hear the text tone at all because it was just too noisy in the room.

Thinking that she must be busy at the moment, No. 8 stood in front of the railing and looked down at the first floor.

He felt a pat on his shoulder, after which he turned around to look at the person who patted him.

Enemies are bound to meet inevitably. It was none other than Liang, Sister Zhang's subordinate.

Sister Zhang was walking toward them. No. 8 asked with a straight face, "What do you want?"

"I really didn't expect to see you here. How bold of you to come out alone," Liang gibed with a menacing glare in his eyes.

Sister Zhang's eyes glistened at the sight of No. 8. The thought of the severe beating she had gotten from them previously never failed to make her exasperated. She wished she could teach the handsome man in front of her a good lesson.

"A good lesson" referred to the numerous lewd and graphic images Sister Zhang had in her mind.

Sister Zhang remarked sarcastically, "I was just wondering who it was. Turns out it's just my old plaything. What are you doing here alone? There are plenty of gorgeous women here. Don't you find it a pity to be unable to get intimate with them? Too bad, you can only ogle at them. Yun Chen, don't tell me, you've gotten your impotence cured?"

"How is that any of your business?"

Clucking her tongue in disdain, Sister Zhang gibed, "You've become so haughty now that you have An Xiaoning to back you up. You may have forgotten about the past we had, but I haven't. I still reminiscence about it every day."

No. 8 turned around to leave immediately. Liang tried to stop him but was hindered by Sister Zhang, who grabbed his arm. "Are you asking for trouble?" she chided.

Feeling extremely disgruntled, Liang said, "They beat you up into a pulp the previous time. Why don't you use this chance to give him a thorough beating?"

"Are your brains fried? Did you forget the warning from our boss? They even had to compensate An Xiaoning with 10 million dollars because of that incident. It's 10 million dollars we're talking about, not a thousand. Let's see how much longer An Xiaoning can defend him for. It won't be too late to beat him up when he's abandoned one day."

"You really do have foresight, Sister Zhang."

"Of course…"

After watching them leave, No. 8 walked back to the corridor and bumped into Mo Li, who was coming out of the room. Mo Li blinked a few times upon the sight of him and asked, "What are you doing here?"

"I'm here to see you. I sent you a text message but you didn't see it."

Mo Li took out her phone to see that he really did send her a text message. "It was so noisy and chaotic inside, I didn't hear the notification. I probably wouldn't have been able to hear my ringtone either."

"Are you busy now?"

"Yes, I'm going to get some liquor now."

"I'll go with you."

"Why did you show up here all of a sudden?" she asked in surprise.

"I wanted to discuss something with you, but we'll talk after you're done with your work," said No. 8, who was not in a hurry.

"What's the matter?"

They slowly walked to the storeroom.

"It can't be explained in a few words. I'll tell you about it slowly after you're done."

"Alright, but you'll have to wait for a long time. I still have to serve the customers inside the room after fetching the liquor."

"No problem, I'll wait for you."

"Sure." Noticing that he seemed to have something major to tell her about, Mo Li wondered to herself, What could it possibly be?

—

An Xiaoning exited Wei Ni Estate and drove to Yang Yong's house by herself.

She parked her car at a spot further away from the residence and climbed over the wall to get inside his backyard.

Yang Yong wasn't affluent and lived in an old and shabby tile-roofed house. His house was surrounded by apartment buildings and seemed to be the odd one out.

But of course, it was possible that he had already bought another house in one of the estates.

To her astonishment, Yang Yong was buried less than three days after his death.

The lights were still on in the house. An Xiaoning stood by the door and overheard the sounds of things being packed and rummaged through.

She headed to the rooftop and carefully removed each tile from the roof. She then removed the wooden plank to see the ongoing scene in the room.

There was a photo of Yang Yong on the cabinet beside the bed. A woman was packing the luggage while the children were trying to give her a hand. Yang Yong's spirit was nowhere to be found in the room.

An Xiaoning thought to herself that he'd probably been taken away by the grim reapers.

Noticing that the woman was about to exit the room after sorting the luggage, An Xiaoning hurriedly placed the wooden plank and the tiles back into their original positions.

The woman brought the children out of the house and walked toward the gate.

Just as they opened the door, she was greeted with a figure that caused her to let out a sudden shriek of terror.

"Oh my god! Who are you? What are you doing at my doorstep!?!" the woman exclaimed, clutching her chest while taking a step back.

Clad in a cap and surgical mask, An Xiaoning asked, "Where is your husband, Yang Yong, buried in?"

"Who are you?"

"You don't have to care who I am, you only have to answer my question."

"Why… why must I tell you when I don't even know who you are?"

An Xiaoning pointed her gun at her and said, "How about this? Are you going to tell me or not?"

Frightened beyond her limits, the woman frantically answered, "Okay, okay, I'll tell you. He's buried in our ancestral land."

"Bring me there."

"Okay, put your gun down first…"