Lord Yan, The Little Ancestor Has Fallen Off The Horse Again!
Chapter 192: Can’t Get Over This Hurdle?

Chapter 192: Chapter 192: Can’t Get Over This Hurdle?

She walked into the Tever boutique with a hint of confusion, and Wu Chun immediately greeted her with enthusiasm as she entered, "Mrs. Shen, are you here to look at watches or other jewelry?"

Tever’s main product is watches, but they also deal in other jewelry pieces, and all of them are quite well-made.

"I’m here to look at watches," Bai Hui said, her makeup flawless, toting a designer bag. Her figure was a common sight in this department store, and she was a regular customer at Tever, always served by Wu Chun.

Bai Hui only acknowledged Wu Chun.

Seeing that it was just the two of them nearby, Bai Hui spoke up, "That high school girl just now..."

She had clearly seen her carrying two Tever bags.

Even the cheapest watches here cost tens of thousands of yuan. Could Lin Xiang really give her that much pocket money?

Wu Chun’s face showed difficulty, and only after scanning the surroundings did she hesitantly say, "Mrs. Shen, you know the rules of our shop. I can only discuss this matter with you."

Bai Hui knew that boutiques like this always protected their clients’ information. She nodded slightly, "Don’t worry, I won’t talk about it."

Seeing her agreement, Wu Chun finally spoke in a low voice, "You shouldn’t underestimate her for being a high school student. She has a black card from Hongsheng Bank. That five-million-yuan watch was just purchased by her."

"Black card? Are you sure you didn’t see it wrong?" Bai Hui found it somewhat unbelievable. Lin Xiang didn’t even have a black card, and only Hongsheng Bank issued them. She had heard that there were only about ten in the entire country.

How could Yun Yue have one?

It must be a fake.

She found it hard to believe that she would have a black card, let alone five million yuan.

It was probably a knockoff, likely carrying an ordinary bank card from Hongsheng Bank, dyed black or covered with a black case.

"Mrs. Shen, let me introduce you to something," Wu Chun changed the subject, pulling Bai Hui back from her thoughts.

...

After leaving the mall, Yun Yue planned to mail the watch, but because it was too expensive, no courier company dared to deliver it. She had no choice but to give up. She would have to bring it to Beijing the next time she visited.

When she arrived home, she found that Lin Xiang and the others had already returned, looking somewhat weary as they slumped on the sofa.

"Aunt Xiang." Yun Yue looked at them, her gaze falling on Yun Zhonghai before indifferently shifting away.

Yun Zhonghai was so angry his lungs hurt. After all, he was her biological father, yet upon meeting him, she treated him like a stranger—not even calling out to him.

She would call Lin Xiang "Aunt Xiang" but wouldn’t call out to him, clearly intending to rile him up.

"Why aren’t you in class today? Where have you been wandering off to?" Yun Zhonghai’s gaze fell upon the exquisite Tever packaging in her hands.

For his birthday last year, Lin Xiang had bought him a watch from this brand, quite an expensive one that cost over two hundred thousand yuan. Later, he checked and found that even the cheapest ones cost tens of thousands of yuan. Where did she get so much money from?

Her face carried a careless, sly smile, her expression arrogant, seeming to look down on everyone. The more he saw it, the angrier he became.

Her hair fell over her brows, her face bearing a rebellious smile, "The teacher gave me a leave. If you have a problem, take it up with the teacher!"

Yun Zhonghai: "..."

How could he ask that?!

In their generation, teachers were like deities; whatever the teacher said was right!

Even though times had changed, this notion was deeply rooted in their hearts.

He was visibly flustered and switched topics, "What are you doing wasting money like that? Even if it’s for a gift, there’s no need to give something so expensive!"

"It’s not your money I’m spending," she scoffed, her lips curling disdainfully as she walked upstairs with an arrogant stride.

Yun Zhonghai’s face turned an iron shade of blue, yet he had nothing to say!

What could he say!

He himself had married into the Lin Family!

"Why don’t you take care of her!"

He had figured it out; she only listened to Lin Xiang.

"It’s her own money; she can spend it however she likes. Besides, she scored 600 points in the recent practice exam. Taking a half-day off is no problem." Lin Xiang lay comfortably on the sofa, aware that Yueyue had informed Mr. Xiao about taking time off.

Besides, she had given away a bracelet worth ten million yuan as if it were nothing, purchasing a watch for a few tens of thousands or even a hundred thousand yuan didn’t seem like a big deal. She was right; perhaps the money was indeed her own.

Although he had no idea where she got all that money from.

"Mayor Wei is holding a small reception at his house tomorrow. His wife has sent an invitation. You’ll come with me." Lin Xiang was somewhat excited—attending Mayor Wei’s reception was not something just anyone could do. She was surprised to receive an invitation.

"Do we need to bring a gift?" Yun Zhonghai stood up, his nerves a bit tense. This was Mayor Wei, after all. The elusive dragon that many businesses in Lan City wanted to curry favor with.

Lin Xiang shook her head: "Given his status, it’s best not to bring anything. The invitation also says not to bring anything. Just showing up is enough."

Yun Zhonghai also thought she was right. Someone who could be promoted to an official in Beijing couldn’t possibly be that sort of person.

Nevertheless, he had heard that many significant figures from Lan City would be there tomorrow, so they needed to be fully alert and prepared.

The next day, after finishing her daytime classes, Yun Yue took leave with Wei Xuan.

Xiao Ye had only agreed to Yueyue’s leave request. It was after a call from Li Hongsheng that he approved Wei Xuan’s leave.

"Sister Yue, come with me. My dad sent the driver to pick us up." Wei Xuan glanced at the time—it was only 5:30 PM, and the reception started at six.

However, it was surprising that his dad actually sent Assistant Zhang to pick them up personally.

Still, he felt he was just taken along for convenience, and picking up Sister Yue was what his dad had instructed.

"Okay." Yun Yue nodded and handed him a gift box: "This is a gift I picked for Uncle Wei, can you hand it to him for me?"

It would be too conspicuous if she delivered the gift to Uncle Wei herself, which could be bad for his reputation. Since Wei Xuan was his own son, giving a gift to his father is perfectly natural, and no one would say anything.

"Okay." Wei Xuan took the gift box, and seeing the packaging from Tever inside, he was a bit surprised, "Sister Yue, I thought you were a garbage picker?"

Could picking trash really earn that much money?

The watch from this brand was quite expensive, no wonder she asked him to deliver it.

But that wasn’t the critical issue; the cheapest watches of this brand started at tens of thousands of yuan. She would gather garbage for mere twenty-plus yuan a day, and that’s with their help. How long would she need to pick garbage to afford it?

Yun Yue: "..."

Has the topic of garbage picking become inescapable?

Wasn’t it because the old lady went to pick up garbage, and considering how fragile her body was, she wouldn’t stand the scorching sun, so she had to do it instead?

"That was just an occasional side job from before." Yun Yue glanced at him and walked away.

Wei Xuan frowned. Could someone really make that much money from picking trash?

Maybe he should try his hand at it too? He could also get his group of friends to start a garbage collection company.

He silently stared at the back of her figure walking ahead, looking proud and aloof. Sister Yue couldn’t possibly think he was trying to steal her livelihood, could she?

He quickly followed her, and they both got into the car.

"Sister Yue, this time my dad only invited a select few from Lan City. Originally, my mom wanted to have a large event, but my dad insisted on keeping it low-key. Still, there will be many people. If you don’t like dealing with them, just tell me, and I’ll take you somewhere to rest," Wei Xuan offered considerately.

His mom had started a company, and it was doing pretty well; otherwise, given his dad’s integrity, he would’ve starved.

Most of his salary went towards charitable causes, but thankfully, his mom was capable of supporting the family.