The Wealthy Psychic Lady: 99 Stolen Kisses

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

"On the way back, I met that bitch, An Xiaoning, again." Bu Xianxian asked, "Mother, do you know how arrogant her tone was?"

"Alright, can't you just pretend you didn't hear her? Don't create so much trouble. Didn't you go out to find a job? How was it?"

"I've asked a few companies already. Their salaries are too little, I can't do those jobs. They only pay two to three thousand dollars a month, what can you do with that money?" Bu Xianxian took a deep breath. "Mother, in the past, we lived in a place like N Nation with such poor conditions and we didn't have a chance to see the world. But now, look. After seeing the kind of life the rich are living, do you still want to live the kind of life we used to live? I don't. That's why, Mother, I can't listen to you and do those low-paying jobs. It is in man's nature to strive for something better. My husband has to be someone handsome and rich."

"But you ought to find one who is good to you."

"It's fine if he isn't good to me. Of course, it would be better if he is. If he isn't, as long as he gives me money, that will do." She appeared unbothered. "Nowadays, amongst rich men, where can you find one who is devoted and loyal to a single woman?"

"Isn't Nick one?"

Bu Xianxian looked at her. "Nick is just temporarily bewitched by An Xiaoning."

"Xianxian…" Mrs. Bu advised earnestly, "You should stop wasting your effort on him. I heard from our colleagues before that they were married twice and even have a child together. Their relationship is not just a two-to-three-month fling, don't you understand that? Nick is rich and handsome, but he doesn't belong to you. Don't force what you can't have. Listen to Mother, find another man. There are other rich and handsome people in this world, right?"

Bu Xianxian muttered in frustration, "Alright, alright. I'm going back to my room."

Mrs. Bu shouted to the back of her figure that was moving further away, "Stop gaming already."

"If I don't game, I'll die of boredom," she replied before closing her door shut.

Taking off her high heels, she immediately turned on her computer.

Ever since she returned from the plastic surgery hospital, she had gotten addicted to gaming.

In the game, she could achieve a sense of superiority. For instance, when she got married inside the game, her virtual husband gifted her with various things and conveyed sweet-nothings to her.

Behind the computer screen, she was unaware of who the other party was either. But since the other party remained unaware of her identity as well, she enjoyed the love she received in this virtual world, which allowed her to receive some level of satisfaction.

She entered her game out of habit, and a few notifications from the user Mr. Baiyu popped up the moment she went online.

The user was her virtual husband.

"Honey, have you eaten?"

"Baby, I've sent you gifts, remember to check, okay?"

"Your Honey is waiting for you."

….

After checking the gift section of the game, she found over ten sets of game equipment.

Each of them cost five to six hundred dollars.

Bu Xianxian hurriedly sent a reply to him: "Thank you, Honey, for the gifts, I like them very much. Love you so much, muah!"

He sent a reply very soon as well, and they continued sending each other sweet-nothings.

As they chatted on, he asked her, "A few days ago, you mentioned that you were in A City. Are you still there?"

She answered, "Yes. I bought a house and am residing here now."

"Then, do you want to come out to play? I can pick you up in my car."

Usually, when men extended such invitations, they harbored ill intentions ninety-five percent of the time. Bu Xianxian understood this very well, so she rejected him but acted like she was keen with the idea. "I can't meet you at night."

"How about now, then?"

"You really want me to meet with you? What if your real wife finds out?"

Mr. Baiyu answered, "You're overthinking. I have no wife right now. I had differences with my ex-wife, so we got divorced."

Bu Xianxian did not answer him. She thought about it carefully. He was either remarried or lying right now. But no matter which was the case, she was still rather unwilling to meet him.

Seeing that she did not reply, Mr. Baiyu sent her another message: "Honey, are you still there?"

"I just went to the toilet."

"Where do you live? I'll go and pick you up, okay? I'll give you a surprise, so you can see what I genuinely feel."

"I still think we shouldn't meet. Isn't it good to just be husband and wife in the virtual world?"

He sent her another reply very soon: "Are you afraid that I'm a crook? I've never shown you a photo of me before. How about this, I'll send you a photo of myself now. If you think I look like a crook, then don't meet me. Will that do? Give me your social media account, I'll send you a photo now."

Bu Xianxian felt that it was a fine idea, so she registered a new account and gave it to him. Very soon, they added each other as friends.

As soon as she accepted him as a friend, a picture of a man popped up in a chat box. Looking at the photo, Bu Xianxian saw a man in his thirties who looked rather handsome. However, she felt that he looked somewhat familiar, as if she had seen him in the news before.

She asked, "Can you tell me your real name?"

"If you don't meet me, I don't feel like revealing it."

"Alright, then, I'll meet you. Where are you?"

…

After arranging a time and a venue to meet, Bu Xianxian changed into a dress and touched up her makeup before going to meet him.

It was the first time she was meeting an online friend.

She was very worried that he had sent her a fake photo that he'd found online and that he was a crazy and hideous-looking man in reality. As a result, she was exceptionally cautious when she went to their meeting venue.

They had arranged to meet in a park that was surrounded by people.

Wearing a pair of sunglasses and clutching her bag, Bu Xianxian was intentionally late for ten minutes. When she saw the same man she had seen in the picture standing ahead, her feelings of anxiety were instantly released.

He looked even more handsome in real life.

Seeing him dressed in a designer suit, Bu Xianxian headed toward him gracefully.

"Are you Mr. Baiyu?"

Shi Shaochuan looked at the woman in a pair of sunglasses. "I am. Are you Xiaobubu?"

"Yes." Bu Xianxian flashed a demure smile. "I can't believe you actually came."

"I said I would come, of course I would." He looked at the huge pair of sunglasses on her face. "Can you take off your sunglasses?"

Bu Xianxian raised her hand to remove her sunglasses, and the grin on Shi Shaochuan's face immediately turned into a stiff smile. "You… why do you look so much like An Xiaoning?"

Her height, voice, and other aspects were different from An Xiaoning's.

"You know An Xiaoning, too? Everyone says that I look like her, but I can't choose my looks. My parents gave birth to me like this."

With this face before him, Shi Shaochuan was genuinely unable to be happy.

"It's not that alike, actually. Your expressions are different from hers."

"You know her personally?" Bu Xianxian asked.

"I do." That was his ex-wife she was talking about, how could he not know her?

"I know her too. It's just that, our relationship is bad. It's mainly because she…" She stopped mid-way in her sentence and did not go on. After all, she did not know what relationship the man before her had with An Xiaoning. If they were close, any inappropriate thing she said might end up reaching An Xiaoning's ears.

"She's quite a disgusting person, right?"