"Bang!"

The box slammed heavily on their heads and then fell to the ground with a thud, startling both people in the room. They all turned to look at Yu Ling, the uninvited guest.

"Hiss—!" The man staggered from the impact, nearly falling to the ground. He grimaced in pain and cried out, his face darkening as he stared intently at Yu Ling with malicious intent in his eyes.

When Nan Miaoyin saw Yu Ling arrive, she immediately moved to the side to get away from the greasy man, but Yu Ling pulled her behind her.

"Where are you going to touch?!"

Yu Ling spoke bluntly, her eyes filled with disdain.

"You're not even a human being, yet you do the things of an animal! I'm warning you, stay away from Sister Miaoyin! And don't you dare lay a hand on her!"

The man clutched his head, laughing angrily, and sized up the two of them with his eyes, saying, "This is between Nan Miaoyin and me! Who do you think you are? I advise you not to meddle in other people's business!"

Seeing the man's greasy gaze, Nan Miaoyin suppressed the nausea welling up inside her and subconsciously looked at Yu Ling.

"Heh, then tell me, what exactly do you want with her?" Yu Ling scoffed.

The man then began to comb his hair with his hands, pursing his lips and touching his chin, looking overly confident: "I would like to invite Miss Nan Miaoyin to lunch."

Yu Ling retorted at lightning speed: "She's not hungry."

"Sorry, I've already eaten." Nan Miaoyin naturally sided with Yu Ling.

"Oh, I was being presumptuous. I didn't know that Miaoyin had already eaten. So, I wonder if I have the honor of... inviting Miss Miaoyin to have dinner with me tonight?" The man raised an eyebrow, thoroughly annoying the two people opposite him.

As Nan Miaoyin was pondering how to politely and elegantly reject this guy who had inexplicably come crawling to her, Yu Ling coldly chimed in, "She's not hungry tonight."

The greasy man was momentarily speechless, but persisted, "...? Then I'll treat you tomorrow..."

"She won't be hungry tomorrow either."

Yu Ling's words left the man speechless.

"Why is all you can think about is food? Don't you have anything else to say? If not, the door's over there. Goodbye!"

Nan Miaoyin is a master of facial expression management and usually doesn't make mistakes in public, but she couldn't help but laugh at this moment.

The greasy man had long been broken down by Yu Ling's few words, trembling like a leaf. Finally, he couldn't hold back any longer and pointed at Yu Ling, cursing loudly:

"You stinking [beep], do you even know to think before you speak? Do you know who I am? Young Marshal Ji's lover is my sister, and by seniority, I'm his brother-in-law! I paid to come here; I'm a guest! She should be keeping me company!"

Oh? I don't even put Young Marshal Ji in my eyes. I just screwed him over, do you think I'm afraid of a piece of trash like you? How utterly ridiculous!

She couldn't easily say these words out loud, but Yu Ling still had a way to deal with him. She picked up a wine bottle from the side and smashed it open on his forehead with a bang!

At the same time, she didn't hold back with her words: "Who are you cursing with such a foul mouth? Did you use your mouth to pick up excrement?"

"Aaaaah! How dare you hit me? Try hitting me again!"

That's a good request, shouldn't we grant it?

Without hesitation, Yu Ling continued to smash down, saying, "Try it then, what's wrong with hitting you? I'm hitting scum like you!"

The man was about to fight back when he was in a great hurry, but the difference in strength was too great. He could not resist and was hit by Yu Ling a few more times.

Inside the private room, glass shattered and drinks splashed everywhere.

"So this is how you treat your sugar daddies? Let me tell you, you're in big trouble!"

Despite his bleeding head, the man kept insisting that he had paid for the service, and even took money out of his pocket and threw it on the ground to prove his wealth!

Yu Ling: ...Isn't this a coincidence? I seem to be richer than you now!

"With just this little bit of money? You shouldn't tarnish the word 'sugar daddy'."

Yu Ling picked up the suitcase containing 100,000 silver dollars that had fallen to the ground, placed it on the table, opened it, and said to the greasy man...

"Have you ever seen money? Let me tell you, this is real money. Your little thing would be trash if it fell on the ground. It's not even worth us bending down to pick it up!"

Blinded by the sheer amount of 100,000 silver dollars, the man gaped in shock, his body stiffening abruptly. Even as he remained defiant:

"So what if you have money? I may not have much, but my heart is truly with Miss Miaoyin, and I'm willing to give everything for her!"

"Really?" Yu Ling closed the box and handed it to Nan Miaoyin. "Ten thousand silver dollars, see? I gave it to her! What about yours? Show me your strength."

Seeing this, the greasy man stopped covering his head and looking at the money. He couldn't shake the feeling that he was really going all out. "Dude, you're really going all out! I was just saying it, are you really going to give it to me?"

If you really give it to me, then so be it!

At most, he can only treat you to a few meals and make empty promises.

"...You win!"

These three short words perfectly captured the greasy man's complex emotions; he was utterly defeated! He couldn't even think about women anymore; after saying this, he was about to leave this heartbreaking place.

Before leaving, he squatted down and picked up all the money he had scattered on the ground, then put it in his pocket...

"Tsk tsk tsk, just kill him. He's ugly but thinks he can take advantage of you?"

As Yu Ling spoke, she led Nan Miaoyin away from the debris and spilled wine, and together they found a clean spot to sit down. She then added,

"Ye Linglong's matter has been resolved, and she should be released in a few days. This is the 100,000 silver dollars that Master Ye gave us."

Looking at the box in her hand, Nan Miaoyin couldn't help but smile, her smile bright and charming: "You really got it for me. You're always so happy when you get money, but this is the first time I've received so much..."

Halfway through her sentence, Nan Miaoyin realized that she had once again projected Yu Ling onto that scumbag from her past life. She cursed herself inwardly for being so pathetic. Hadn't she been hurt enough by him?

But this is a lot of money...

Besides, she had already taken revenge on him, and he had never done anything excessive to her in her life.

Nan Miaoyin was stunned. Yu Ling immediately realized that she had confused her with the original owner of her body from her previous life. She couldn't help but chuckle and deliberately said in a sarcastic tone:

"Oh~ You took 100,000 yuan and didn't even say thank you, fine. But who are you looking at me for now, Sister Miaoyin?"

...Why does this sound like I'm the one who's a bad woman? Nan Miaoyin's mind went blank again. She really wasn't suited for relationships!

"Do you think I care about your few stinking coins? Here, take them back!" she said.

He didn't loosen his grip on the box for even a second.

Yu Ling stopped teasing her. As a demon, he scoffed at this kind of love that excessively occupied and consumed his original life, and casually offered some words of comfort:

"What are you thinking! I'll keep it for you."

As for that person you mentioned, no matter how much you can't forget him, he's ultimately just a passerby. Only self-reliance is truly reliable.