The Wealthy Psychic Lady: 99 Stolen Kisses

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

"I think you must be talking about yourself. He had to force himself to get intimate with such an old hag. Who can bring themselves to last that long in such a situation?"

Feeling extremely embarrassed, Sister Zhang said, "Aren't you older than him yourself?"

"I'm only three years older than him, unlike you. You're more than ten years older than him, old hen."

"You…" Sister Zhang humphed and chastised, "Forget it, what more can I say if he's willing to accept you? I just wanted to say, you two are rather compatible with each other. You're both unwanted secondhand goods."

"I take back what I said about your age. I seriously think that you're at least already in your fifties."

"…"

Sister Zhang left with her face as pale as a ghost, and she was filled with exasperation. She felt a strong urge to beat Mo Li into a pulp, though she held herself back. The only reason she refrained from acting on impulse was because it was Mo Li's apartment and Mo Li could easily get the security officer of the estate to chase her away.

Mo Li sat on the couch and reached out to grab the mobile phone. Instead of unlocking it to view its content, she erased the memory of the mobile phone and restored it to its factory settings.

Mo Li then sat on the couch, not feeling upset at all. Instead, she just felt clueless about his past. It was probably because he didn't want me to find out about his past.

She then smashed the mobile phone and dumped it in the bin. She decided to just turn a blind eye to this matter, not wanting to cause any unhappiness between them.

She gathered all the bags of trash at home and dumped them all together into a large rubbish chute.

Just as she threw it away, No. 8 walked toward her.

"Why do you look so serious?" she asked with a smile.

"Did that woman look you up just now?"

"You saw her?" Mo Li asked.

"Yes, what did she say to you?"

Mo Li held onto his arm and said, "Nothing much."

"Tell me the truth."

Mo Li looked up at him and said after much consideration, "She handed me your old mobile phone but I threw it in there." Pointing at the rubbish chute, she continued, "The phone contained some photos of your past with her, but I've decided to let bygones be bygones. However, she seemed to have been hoping that I would get angry. Her plans backfired though, I didn't get upset at all."

Upon hearing her words, No. 8 cupped her face in his hands and planted a kiss on her lips in broad daylight.

Mo Li's breath began to quicken, and she tiptoed to return his kiss.

He then let go of her and pulled her into the elevator, which ascended to the 32nd floor.

The moment they entered the apartment, he pinned her against the door.

He then lowered his head to kiss her again and said softly, "I'm not trying to hide anything from you on purpose. I just didn't know how to explain."

"Let's not dwell on the past anymore. After all, doesn't everybody have a past? I only care about the you now. We've already decided to start a new life anyway. Although I know that it's going to be hard, I think we can brave through all odds so long as we stand together and work hard for our future," said Mo Li, hugging his waist and leaning her head against his chest.

He tucked her hair to the side and said, "Why didn't he know how to treasure such a great girl like you? But then again, it's thanks to the fact that he didn't treasure you that you could become mine. Heaven brought me to you. Mo Li, I'm really in love with you."

Mo Li's heart wrenched and tears began to well up in her eyes. "Yun Chen…"

He interlocked fingers with her and pulled her toward the bedroom.

He sat on the bed while putting her on his lap and hugging her from behind. "I'll tell you everything that you want to know."

"Have you ever fancied that woman?"

He answered truthfully, "No. Why would I fancy a woman like her? I was just forced to be with her because I was sold to her."

"I never knew that black markets still existed in today's society and that human trafficking is still permitted. It's really terrifying. Life must be tough when you're denied of basic human rights."

"All sorts of people exist in this world, and you can't always tell the twisted parts of their lives that go on behind closed doors just from their appearance. Some children were sold off by their parents. Such practices have existed ever since ancient times. The only difference is that society is more advanced now. However, I still made it to adulthood. I don't have a house, a car, or much savings, but Mo Li, I'm willing to work hard for you and our future. I want to make it up to you for all the suffering and grievances you've endured in the past. Although I wasn't the one who hurt you, I know the damage has still taken its toll on you. It's alright, we're still young and we've got plenty of time ahead of us. Regardless of how long it may take, I'll make sure you feel blissful being with me."

Moved to tears by his words, she turned around and hugged his neck while sobbing. "Thank you for being willing to come to me. I've always thought that no one would ever want to love me again."

No. 8 pressed his chin into her neck and hugged her soft body while closing his eyes.

—

"Boss, that fellow is calling you again!" An Xiaoning was jolted awake by her ringtone. After taking a look at the caller display, she immediately answered, "Hello, Shixin."

"…"

"Is that so? I understand."

After hanging up the phone, Mei Yangyang asked, "Sis, what did Chief Fan say?"

"He said that that woman has a Master's Degree and has just returned from furthering her studies abroad. Her family is well to do. However, that woman has a male best friend. Do you know who he is?"

"Who is he?"

"He's the son of the owner of the hotel the production team is staying in now."

Mei Yangyang's eyes widened and she said, "Does that mean the incident about the snake…?"

"I'll find a chance to hypnotize her and see if I can find out anything."

"Okay."

An Xiaoning took a look at the time and said, "I actually slept for more than two hours. Let's go have lunch."

They alighted from the car and headed to a nearby street stall.

Someone recognized her from afar and began murmuring about her.

"Is that An Xiaoning?"

"Yes, yes, it's her."

"An Xiaoning would actually eat at a street stall?"

"Exactly. Shouldn't wealthy people be dining at fine restaurants every day? Why is she eating the same things as us?"

"Yeah, but, she's a very grounded and down-to-earth person. Didn't you read the news? A tycoon overseas even travels around in a taxi every day. Nowadays, the rich are more humble while the poor often try too hard to appear affluent."

"…"

Mei Yangyang chuckled and said, "What's their logic? Why can't wealthy people eat at street stalls and travel around in taxis?"

"That's their perception of wealthy people. Yangyang, would you like some chili with your noodles?" An Xiaoning asked calmly.

"Yes, please. I love spicy food." Mei Yangyang separated her pair of disposable chopsticks and began stirring the noodles in her bowl.