Chapter 83 Our houses, for example, are like those used to keep mistresses, as compensation...

In the end, Gu Cheng still managed to acquire this vase whose value had skyrocketed.

"You were taking too much of a risk just now," Wen Han complained. "What if he hadn't taken the bait? You would have been the one who got hurt."

“No,” Jing Yu said with a smile. “Gu Cheng came to this auction specifically to buy that vase.”

It's just a vase. So what if his mother used it? Gu Cheng kicks the Gu family's door every now and then. So, it's a door his mother used too. Why doesn't he cherish it?

Wen Han guessed, "Could there really be something strange about that vase?"

"Um."

Wen Han was just guessing, but Jing Yu actually said "Mm".

"It really exists! What's so strange about it?"

Jing Yu whispered in his ear, "Money."

"How could that be?" Wen Han said. "The An family is finished. If they really had money hidden, wouldn't they have used it to turn things around long ago? Why would Gu Cheng need to spend 100 million to find out where the money is hidden?"

"Did you deliberately frame him? He doesn't actually have any money at all."

Jing Yu shook his head: "It really is several billion."

"Huh?!" Wen Han exclaimed, "What?! Billions?! Why didn't you continue just now—"

Wen Han stopped abruptly halfway through her sentence, realizing that she had been the one stopping Jing Yu.

"If it's An family's property, shouldn't your family also have a share? Your father's surname is also An."

The system silently logged in: "Host, have you forgotten who destroyed the An family?"

Putting aside her desire to profit from An's misfortune for the time being, Wen Han said sullenly, "Then what should we do? We have to stop Gu Cheng from getting that money."

“No,” Jing Yu said, “that money was originally intended for him to receive.”

Wen Han paused for a moment before asking, "Are you possessed by Wen Ruan?"

Upon hearing this, Jingyu laughed: "That money isn't anything good, otherwise the rest of the An family would have already taken it."

Could it be that Jingyu said that?

Wen Han had a wild imagination. When he watched movies, if the protagonist came from a wealthy family, he would only watch horror movies: "That money was dirty money, right?"

Jing Yu was still wondering how Wen Han suddenly knew so much, and whether she had secretly studied it, when Wen Han continued confidently, "The An family must have done a lot of shady things for that money. That money must be tainted by vengeful spirits. Whoever gets it will be cursed, and then bring the curse to their family..."

"In that case, we won't even have to put in the effort for Gu Cheng to have his family ruined."

Jing Yu: "......"

"What's wrong?" Wen Han asked curiously. "Is there a problem?"

Do you really believe those things?

Wen Han said speechlessly, "Your house is so haunted, how can I not believe it?"

Jing Yu sighed helplessly and could only explain, "That money belongs to the government."

Seeing that Wen Han didn't understand, he whispered, "They took advantage of a loophole in the government."

"Then, if Gu Cheng used that money, wouldn't that be embezzlement of public funds?"

Jing Yu nodded.

“Gu Zong has been tightening his grip on power recently, making it difficult for Gu Yuan to make any money,” Jing Yu said calmly. “In addition, Gu Yuan lost a considerable amount of money in the shopping mall business and has been investing everywhere. Maintaining the laboratory is also a significant expense. Money is needed everywhere.”

"So that's how it is." Wen Han said thoughtfully, "How did Gu Yuan know that the An family had hidden a sum of money? It seems that even Gu Zong didn't know about this."

"Guess who told him?"

"People from the An family?"

"Anlu".

Instead of telling Gu Zong, An Lu told Gu Yuan, "Could Gu Cheng really be Gu Yuan's son?"

Wen Han was exhausted today and didn't want to think about these secrets of wealthy families anymore. Anyway, no matter whose son it is, the DNA is the same, so what does it matter?

——

Wen Han flopped onto the bed, the brooch still in his pocket, when it suddenly shoved hard into his stomach.

"Oh." Wen Han then remembered her harvest for the day and took out the brooch again.

Jing Yu glanced at it and asked, "Who gave it to you?"

"I don't know." Wen Han held up the brooch, the white light of the lamp making the diamonds on it sparkle with iridescent light. He squinted his eyes. "The person who came with Gu Cheng."

"Yang Xing?" Jing Yu said thoughtfully, "People who can sit in that position are all shrewd and capable. You should be careful."

Wen Han turned his head and smiled smugly. So what if she's shrewd? So what if she's rich? No matter how capable she is, she still got ripped off.

It's a pity he only brought a brooch; why didn't he bring a watch? Otherwise, he could have sold another one.

"Host, he's wearing a ring, why don't you want it?"

"What if they're already married? How can I accept that?"

Wait, Wen Han realized. If he's married, that's even worse! He'll chat with anyone he meets!

Jing Yu took off his tuxedo and then poured Wen Han a glass of water: "Why didn't you eat anything at the banquet? Have some water if you're thirsty."

Wen Han said nonchalantly, "Anyway, there's food in the room, we can eat slowly later."

Jing Yu said seriously, "It's too late now. Eating before bed is bad for your stomach."

"Sigh." Why bother with health preservation at such a young age?

*

As soon as Jing Yu turned off the light, Wen Han sat up.

"What's wrong?"

"I almost forgot," Wen Han patted Jing Yu, "What we saw today was that Fang Songxia and that Ming Xingyan were sleeping in the same room!"

Jing Yu blinked: "Is there a problem?"

"How can there be no problem? This is a huge problem!" Wen Han immediately called Fang Songxia.

"Hello?" Fang Songxia answered the phone quickly. "Wen Han, what's wrong?"

What are you doing right now?

"Let's go see a movie."

Jing Yu slowly sat up, and Wen Han asked, "Is it a romance movie?"

"Wow!" Fang Songxia exclaimed in surprise, "How did you know? Did you hear the background noise?"

Wen Han slapped her face speechlessly: "Come to my room."

Jing Yu responded with a "Hmm?".

"Aren't you afraid to sleep alone?"

“I—yes, I’m afraid to sleep alone.” Wen Han said expressionlessly, “I always share a room with Wen Ruan at home, and I’m not used to sleeping alone all of a sudden.”

"OK, OK, I'm coming right away." Fang Songxia seemed to say a few words to the person next to her before hurriedly hanging up the phone.

snort.

Wen Han raised an eyebrow. Jing Yu had already turned on the desk lamp. He tilted his head slightly, his long eyelashes curling and half-covering his eyes, making him look very sympathetic, as if asking, "What should I do?"

Wen Han smiled a little shyly: "Are there any other rooms?"

After Jing Yu left, the system chuckled twice.

——

"Sigh." Fang Songxia crawled into the covers and said, "I didn't expect you to be so afraid of sleeping alone at your age."

Wen Han often lamented that she was surrounded by a lot of silly people: "I'm worried about you. Why are you sharing a room with him? Even if you're sharing a room, you should at least have a double bed."

"What does it matter? We're both Alphas," Fang Songxia scoffed. "But you're still sleeping in the same bed with me, and you're a Beta, so isn't the possibility between us even greater?"

Wen Han smiled and grabbed his ear: "Even if I'm with Wen Ruan, I won't be with you."

Fang Songxia, still shaken after saving her ear, said, "There's no need to make such a terrible oath. Besides, he's a few months younger than me."

Since Ming Xingyan has a family-oriented gene, Wen Han had no choice but to sound the alarm.

"Wen Han." In the darkness, Fang Songxia suddenly said, "I might... need a house."

Wen Han almost jumped up: "What!"

There are some people who are afraid of their brothers suffering, yet also afraid of their brothers driving Land Rovers. Wen Han isn't that kind of person; he'd still wish Fang Songxia well if he became a super-rich man someday.

But the day came so quickly that Wen Han still felt a little bitter: "Why did you suddenly buy a house?"

You are not allowed to get angry at what I say.

Many possibilities flashed through Wen Han's mind, such as keeping a mistress in a gilded cage, making amends, etc... The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, but he still held back his anger: "You tell me."

Fang Songxia turned over and whispered, "I also asked him to buy Jing family stocks."

If Fang Songxia had told him directly, Wen Han would definitely have reacted angrily. How could she have so love-struck as to tell her boyfriend about a money-making opportunity? But because Fang Songxia had told him not to be angry beforehand, Wen Han had imagined the worst and could accept it in comparison.

Wen Han said sourly, "He's an idol, so he must have a lot of money. What's our little bit of money compared to that? He's made a fortune, so it's only right that he gives you a house as a reward."

"That's what I thought too, so I accepted it," Fang Songxia whispered. "If we really break up someday, the house will be both of ours, and then we'll have our own place..."

Our own house.

Wen Han felt a lump in his throat. Upon hearing this, he completely forgave Fang Songxia's love-struck actions and burst into tears with his childhood friend.

*

"Wen Han, what happened to your eyes?"

"It's nothing." I cried with Fang Songxia until midnight last night. At first, we were so moved that we cried, and then we started to feel sad about our miserable lives and how terrible the school was. Now I can barely keep my eyes open.

"Here." Jing Yu placed the soup spoon on the ice for a while to freeze it, and Wen Han leaned her head closer, feeling the cool sensation on her right eye.

"Wouldn't it be better to just use ice cubes?"

"That's too cold, it will irritate your eyes."

"What are you doing, getting your eyesight tested?" Gu Cheng, who had just brought Wen Ruan to have breakfast, sneered when he saw the scene.

Thinking that Gu Cheng would be in big trouble, Wen Han was too lazy to argue with him.

"We meet again," Yang Xing said with a smile. "So your name is Wen Han."

Wen Han glanced at him warily. Was he implying something? Would he not let the matter of intimidation and extortion go unpunished?

The scene of the Jing family's youngest son using an ice spoon to cool someone's eyes seemed incredibly ambiguous to Yang Xing. Thinking of this, he deliberately asked, "I still don't quite like that brooch from yesterday. Do you like it?"

After saying that, he watched Wen Han's reaction with great interest, wondering if she would hurriedly explain to Jing Yu.

"I don't care if it's beautiful or ugly, as long as it's valuable," Wen Han said without thinking. "As long as it's not fake, it's fine."

"Are you saying this because you feel embarrassed?" Wen Han glanced at the other person, who was wearing a watch today. "You can bring your watch to exchange."

Jingyu withdrew her hand, then picked up another spoon and applied it to her left eye: "This watch isn't as valuable as that brooch."

Wen Han immediately said, "Then forget it."

Yang Xing's lips almost twitched. What kind of people are these?!

After listening for a couple of sentences, Gu Cheng sneered, "Wen Han, your skin is getting thicker and thicker."

"Your employees are harassing Gao—"

Yang Xing quickly took off his watch and secretly stuffed it into Wen Han's hand, laughing, "Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, I was just joking with him."

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Author's Note: I initially thought: a case of blindly trying to fix a problem.

The actual version is: Nuwa mending the sky (failure ver. [Clown])

I'm so tired today... but now that the exams are over, I can finally focus on writing.