Lord Yan, The Little Ancestor Has Fallen Off The Horse Again!
Chapter 133 Playing the Fool to Death

Chapter 133: Chapter 133 Playing the Fool to Death

She spoke up, "Eat more."

Ruan Yingtong let out a confused "Ah", not understanding why she was suddenly told to eat more.

Yun Yue spoke again, "I asked Lou Ting to prepare some supplements for you, to help you grow."

"It’s not too much trouble, I eat very well every day." Ruan Yingtong smiled, "Look at me, eating fish and meat every day, I’ve even gained ten pounds recently."

She had heard from Lou Ting that a Blood Ganoderma had sold for 50 million. If she bought more, wouldn’t that be another 50 million?

The two chatted for another half hour before ending the call, and Yun Yue sent Mo Fan a message.

As soon as Mo Fan heard they were going to Beijing, he hurriedly sent back an OK emoji.

She took off her drying cap then casually brushed her hair aside, and continued sitting at the desk to turn on her computer.

Nan Jingchen sent her a message, pinpointing Beijing; he sure had rushed there.

Nan Jingchen: "I’m out of money, transfer some to me."

He hadn’t set foot outside the research base in two or three years and didn’t have a dime on him.

Yun Yue, frowning, replied, "Weren’t you once the young master of the Nan Family? How come you’re so broke?"

Nan Jingchen: "Can’t help it, if I use my bank card, those people from the Underground Alliance will definitely track me."

"Just transfer 50 million for now, if it’s not enough, I’ll ask you for more."

Yun Yue: "..."

He really was not being shy. After transferring the money, she suddenly realized she was broke again.

She slid up her sleeve, revealing her pale, cold wrist, her eyes wicked and wild, "Sell those treasures you have, and you can get some pocket money."

Nan Jingchen: "?"

Those treasures could easily fetch over a million per piece. Since they’re contraband, they had to go through clandestine channels and the prices would definitely be suppressed. It’d be too cheap; he was reluctant to sell.

Yun Yue did not reply anymore. Instead, her mind was bustling with thoughts of how to work the channels to push up the price before selling.

Those items had materials that were very expensive. She had invested over a billion in costs, and wouldn’t feel it was worth it unless she got some interest back.

The next day.

Zhang Ziyue and Rong Li went to the cafeteria to eat.

"Ye Zi, your bracelet is so pretty! It sparkles brilliantly, and the crystals look just like real diamonds," Rong Li admired the bracelet on her left hand and smiled, "Take it off and let me have a closer look."

Zhang Ziyue obliged and took it off, "Here, take a look. Yun Yue gave it to me."

"Speaking of which, it’s weird. My friend asked where I bought this bracelet because they wanted to buy one too, but it wasn’t available online. Eventually, we took a picture and searched on Baidu, and it turned out to be very similar to a bracelet from a charity auction in Beijing not long ago."

Zhang Ziyue even went specifically to ask Yun Yue where her friend had bought it from, but Yun Yue said it was out of stock, so she had to search online instead.

She got quite a shock because it really did look alike, and the quality was indisputable. Later, Yun Yue admitted it was a high-quality imitation, and only then did she confidently wear it.

"I also followed that charity auction, heard that many big shots from Beijing were there. This bracelet looks so similar to one designed by the top jewelry master Vankaf. Such exquisite craftsmanship."

"Are you sure Yun Yue gave it to you?" The more Rong Li looked at it, the more similar it seemed.

There was another necklace at the time, part of a set.

Reportedly, a mysterious businessman had bought it for 20 million.

One for ten million.

"Yes, I gave her a pendant and in return, she gave me this, saying it was a gift from a friend, just over a hundred yuan, so I accepted it," Zhang Ziyue laughed, admiring how well-crafted the necklace was. It was a pity it was no longer for sale, otherwise she would have liked to buy a few more to give to friends.

"A little over a hundred yuan?" Rong Li’s eyes widened in disbelief. Even if it was a high-quality imitation, she had never seen one so well-crafted, the crystals resembled real diamonds. She thought it would cost at least a thousand.

But it was only a bit over a hundred yuan.

She suddenly also wanted to buy one.

Suddenly, she remembered that the jewelry designed by Master Vankaf all features a special pattern, his private trademark. She carefully examined it and indeed found it.

She took out her phone to compare it with the pattern, and they were identical.

If it were a high imitation, it definitely wouldn’t have this pattern.

Her hands trembled, almost making the bracelet fly out of her grasp.

A few days ago, Shen Xuan’s aunt had also sent her a necklace from that charity auction. Liang Qian and Zhao Min were showing off everywhere, spreading rumors, making those who didn’t know think the necklace belonged to them.

She looked up at the blissfully ignorant Zhang Ziyue, who was munching on a chicken leg with a dumb look on her face, probably unaware that the necklace in her hands was worth ten million.

"Ye Zi, keep it safe, and make sure you don’t lose it," she said as she handed the bracelet back, not forgetting to remind her.

Zhang Ziyue smiled as she put it on, her mouth greasy, "I definitely won’t lose it; this is a gift from Yun Yue."

Rong Li didn’t know what to say to her, only thinking that fools often have foolish luck.

Liang Qian and her deskmate sat at another table across the aisle, overhearing their entire conversation and couldn’t resist making a sarcastic comment.

"Ugh, you actually have the nerve to wear a fake street vendor bracelet on your wrist. But then again, it’s perfect for you, being a farmer’s offspring."

"It’s just surprising that Yun Yue is so stingy. Even though she’s the Lin Family’s stepdaughter, she had the nerve to gift something that’s barely a hundred bucks from a street vendor."

"My bracelet cost over ten thousand. Don’t bother showing off; it’s embarrassing,"

Lifting her chin, Liang Qian’s expression was filled with arrogance, her words dripping with disdain.

Two of them, one a farmer’s offspring, the other a laborer’s offspring, probably never wore bracelets worth even a thousand; yet they dare mention Master Vankaf, not even embarrassed by their audacity.

"Liang Qian! No one would think you’re mute if you didn’t speak! A bracelet worth more than ten thousand isn’t anything special!" Rong Li banged the table and stood up.

The bracelet in Ye Zi’s hands wasn’t some street vendor goods; it was a genuine piece designed by Master Vankaf!

Worth ten million!

The only one of its kind!

Her boasting about a ten-thousand-dollar bracelet was absurd!

It wasn’t even close.

And yet they say Yun Yue is stingy, Yun Yue just gave away a bracelet worth ten million, more generous than Shen Xuan!

"At least I’m better than some hundred-bucks street vendor trinket," Liang Qian said with a proud smirk.

She saw the bracelet in Zhang Ziyue’s hand, snatched it away, and tore it into several pieces.

She deliberately threw it to the ground, her expression nasty, "Oops, I’m sorry, just wanted to see your bracelet—I didn’t realize it was so fragile, thought it was made of iron. Anyway, you only paid about a hundred for it, I’ll pay you double."

Her actions were too quick; before either could react, the bracelet was already in pieces.

Zhang Ziyue stared at the broken pieces on the ground, her eyes gradually reddening, and a large tear fell.

Rong Li’s eyes widened in shock looking at the ground.

That was worth ten million!

Ten million!

And now it was gone!

She looked up, her gaze towards Liang Qian now tinged with a hint of pity—the girl had gotten herself into big trouble, selling her wouldn’t even fetch ten million.

She’d seen people court disaster, but never like this!

This time she had completely ruined herself.