The Wealthy Psychic Lady: 99 Stolen Kisses

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Fang Erlan felt a strong urge to end the call immediately. However, she retorted, "So to you guys, I'm being unfilial just because I talked back to you and refuse to give you any money? Before you accuse me of being unfilial, shouldn't you also ask yourselves if you've ever treated me well? Get straight to the point. If not, I'm hanging up now."

"Your father and I have decided to send your brother for tuition classes…"

Fang Erlan interrupted, "I've already made myself clear previously, I'm not going to fork out that money."

"That's not the problem now. The problem is, your brother has been staying out every night and has become addicted to playing video games at the internet cafe. He's going to ruin himself if this goes on. When your father and I spoke about tuition to him, not only did he decline to attend, he even said that he wants to drop out of highschool. He also said that he had gotten everything figured out and that going to university and getting a degree is not going to earn him much money."

"And then…"

"Your brother knows that you're earning big bucks as an actress and he wants me to ask you if you could get your entertainment studio to sign him on as an artiste too. Anyway, your brother has also got the looks. You two will be able to generate an income for yourselves. What do you think?"

Fang Erlan was speechless. "What a well-thought-out plan. He has yet to even attend university and he knows nothing about acting. How can he still dream of being an actor?"

"Take a look at those child actors. Which of them have actually gone to university? All it takes are good looks and a pleasant appearance. He's your biological brother. Who's going to help him if you don't?"

"In today's society, there are plenty of teenagers who look just like him. My boss is not going to sign him on just because I recommended him to her. Tell him to attend school and get a degree in performing arts if he's interested in acting."

"The point is, he's dead against completing his education." Noticing how reluctant she was, Mrs. Fang's anger grew and she rebuked, "Call yourself his sister. It's not like you don't have the means to help him."

"I'm getting busy. I'll hang up now." Fang Erlan ended the call right away.

She knew that her mother would definitely hit the roof, but so what?

Have they ever shown any concern for me ever since I was young?

Isn't it a little too late now to be asking me for help in everything?

Fang Erlan got up from the couch and walked toward the balcony.

The sun had just risen, and the weather was not too warm yet. Fang Erlan could hear the sounds of Yan Ge's television coming from next door. Clearly, he was home.

"Yan Ge," she called.

Yan Ge stuck his head out of the balcony door and walked out in his silk night robe, appearing rather sleepy and weary.

"Were you still sleeping?"

"Yeah… is anything wrong? Why did you call me?"

"It's nothing."

"I heard that filming for your upcoming television series is going to begin soon. It's all over the news, actually. Is there a specific date?"

"They haven't decided on the actor for the male lead yet. I doubt filming is going to commence any time soon. There'll probably still be a while to go. Are you going to take on any new roles for any television series?"

"That'll depend on the production. I'll take on the role if the storyline and other terms are agreeable, and I'll turn it down if otherwise. You ought to get more rest during this time. You can do the things you like in your free time."

Seeing that he did not mention the matter at all, as if he had completely forgotten about it, Fang Erlan grabbed the railings tightly and asked, "Did you take the initiative to woo your ex-girlfriends or were they the ones who made the first move instead?"

"It varies," he answered in astonishment.

That means he's had at least two girlfriends…

Well, he is already 33 years old. It'd be impossible for him to have had just one ex-girlfriend.

"If you fancy someone now, would you make the first move?"

"That'll depend on how much I fancy them. I'm a pessimist when it comes to love. A couple is bound to meet with problems and conflict after being together with each other for too long, regardless of how much they love each other."

Fang Erlan did not register his words in her head at all, for she was constantly distracted by the first thing he said — "It depends on how much I fancy them…"

In other words, he'll only make the first move when he adores her to bits?

Does that mean he doesn't fancy me that much yet?

She stretched her back and said, "Continue sleeping if you haven't slept enough yet. I'm going back inside now."

She went back inside before he could even speak again.

Fang Erlan closed the balcony, thinking to herself that she would definitely reciprocate with great enthusiasm if Yan Ge were to confess to her so openly like Xiao Chenyang did.

After all, who can remain calm when their crush confesses to them?

Why did that crazy lunatic show up and confess his love for me when I don't even fancy him? Yet the person I fancy refuses to confess to me.

—

"I know what you're thinking," said Xiao Chenyang, handing him a piece of barbecued chicken.

Jin Qingyan took it from him and asked, "You do?"

"Your face says it all. You're thinking about your woman."

Jin Qingyan took a bite of the chicken, not denying that fact.

"When can we go back?"

"Not any time soon. We'll have to stay here for a period of time. I used to be able to live here alone for years without getting bored, yet I'm starting to find it a little unbearable now. Just like you, I want to go back too," said Xiao Chenyang, who was barbecuing a whole chicken.

"That blood you made me drink… didn't come from you, did it?"

Xiao Chenyang chuckled and said, "I had thought you would ask me that right after you drank it. You actually waited until now."

"Answer me."

"Of course not. This blood comes from an elderly member of the blood-feeding tribes. Do you know how precious that blood is? People of their kind can live a long life. The older they get, the greater their power becomes. It's a tall order for ordinary people to obtain their blood. I got that blood by accident back then. That elderly member had died and he requested that I bury him moments before he passed on. He told me that I was allowed to draw some of his blood to acquire his powers. However, I didn't dare to draw much and instead only drew two bowls' worth before burying him. Yet, on my way home, Xihou Jiaping stole one of them from me. I was almost home and I was planning to let Nan Chun have it. But she had already passed away by the time I got home. I returned to the burial ground and dug the elderly man's corpse out of the ground, only to discover that it had already dried up and coagulated. I could no longer draw any more blood."

"You mean, this is the last portion…"

"Of course. I initially saved it for Erlan."

Jin Qingyan could tell that it was rather precious. "Why are you willing to give it to me, then?"

Xiao Chenyang looked up and held his gaze. "Because I don't want you to die in his hands again in this lifetime."

Moved to tears, Jin Qingyan said, "Thank you."

"What for? I don't need you to thank me. Just keep yourself safe and stay alive. Don't die so easily again."

"Feel free to ask me for help whenever you need."

Xiao Chenyang let out a sinister smirk and asked, "Can you satisfy my sexual needs?"

Jin Qingyan smiled and said, "Are you asking for death?"

"Hahahaha." Xiao Chenyang guffawed and continued, "You reacted exactly the same as you would have done in the past."

"…"