NOVPUBChapter 142: Chapter 142: Waiting for Me?
Chapter 142 -142: Waiting for Me?
Dinner time had arrived, yet Lady Wen kept peering outside and didn’t start eating.
Everyone knew who she was waiting for, but everyone tacitly pretended not to know, and nobody mentioned Ye Chuyi.
Finally, she had no choice but to sigh and said softly, “It seems he won’t be coming. He must have been held up by something!”
After serving the last dish, the maid bowed and retreated to the kitchen with her head down.
Normally at this time, Lin Yueqin would not allow her to show her face; it was always Lin Yueqin who served meals to Lady Wen and her family.
However, today Lin Yueqin had forgotten her cellphone.
Her phone was placed beside the kitchen sink at this moment.
The maid glanced outside, making sure Lin Yueqin wouldn’t return, swiftly grabbed her phone, and entered the unlock code she had memorized long ago. It unlocked successfully.
Then, she found a phone number and memorized it.
Afterward, she put the phone back at a distance as if nothing had happened.
Time passed, and soon it was midnight.
All was quiet in the Wen Family villa.
In the servant’s room, Lin Yueqin was already asleep.
The maid took out her second phone and sent a message to the number she had memorized.
Bay Villa District. 𝓃𝓸𝓋𝓅𝓾𝒷.𝒸ℴ𝓂
Ye Chuyi was not feeling sleepy at all.
It wasn’t because Sheng Tingyuan hadn’t come home yet, but because she had received a text message.
Wearing her pajamas, she stood in front of the balcony’s glass door, looking down at the message: “Give me ten million, and I’ll tell you a secret, one that could change your life. If you don’t deal with me, you’ll regret it for the rest of your life.”
Ye Chuyi originally didn’t want to pay attention to this abrupt extortion message.
But then it started to rain again.
The window was open, and rainwater drifted in, wetting the cellphone.
Is it luck?
Ye Chuyi reached out, quietly catching the cold rainwater.
Why is there so much rain in City A this year? It didn’t seem to be like this in previous years.
She began to doubt her own belief that rain brought her good luck.
Downstairs, a Bentley pulled up and stopped at the entrance; Sheng Tingyuan got out of the car and looked up at her on the balcony.
Ye Chuyi was somewhat surprised; she had thought he wouldn’t be coming home tonight.
However, his return didn’t affect anything for her. She still stretched her hand out to catch the rain, her mind still pondered the extortion message, and her brain still wasn’t the slightest bit sleepy.
A moment later, footsteps were heard; Sheng Tingyuan came inside.
He approached her and asked in a deep, indifferent voice, “Why aren’t you sleeping? It’s already one in the morning.”
Ye Chuyi casually answered, “I can’t sleep.”
“Waiting for me?”
“Not at all.”
“Don’t wait for me next time. If I don’t come back, just go to sleep on your own.”
Ye Chuyi: “…”
Young Master, you’re somewhat self-flattering.
Sheng Tingyuan took hold of her wrist and drew her hand back inside: “Stop playing with the rainwater. Haven’t I said you should take care of your hands?”
He took a towel from the balcony, dried her hands, and then wiped her phone wet with rainwater.
Without meaning to, he saw the message on her cellphone.
He asked casually, “Received a scam message?”
Ye Chuyi looked at him seriously and said, “This might not be a scam message.”
“Why do you say that?”
“It’s raining.”
“Hmm?”
“When it rains, I get lucky. I think this message is trying to help me.”
“So you want to give this person ten million?”
“Yes.”
She had always seemed intelligent, shrewd, agile, and sharp to him, but at that moment, Sheng Tingyuan thought she appeared somewhat foolish, naive like a child oblivious to the ways of the world.
He didn’t understand how someone as smart as her could believe such a message, but he was willing to indulge this trace of naiveté.
He pulled out his wallet from his pocket, took out a gold card, and placed it in her hand: “You can try it and see if it really brings good luck.”
Ye Chuyi looked at him in shock: “You’re going to give me the ten million?”
“Yes.”
“You’re not stopping me? Didn’t you say it’s a scam?”
“Didn’t you say it’s good luck?”
“I was guessing!”
