Lord Yan, The Little Ancestor Has Fallen Off The Horse Again!
Chapter 394: Tricking the Foolish Xiao for Money

Chapter 394: Chapter 394: Tricking the Foolish Xiao for Money

"No problem," Ning Tingyu said, slightly dazed, apparently not expecting her to be so down-to-earth; he had always thought that rich people didn’t eat at these kinds of street stalls.

She really was different from those wealthy ladies.

"I can’t eat anything spicy; ask the owner not to add any chili peppers."

"Okay." Ning Tingyu wasn’t stingy and picked the most expensive skewers, something he wouldn’t usually indulge in.

But since Yun Yue had treated him to a big meal and given him guidance, it was only right to order more.

After ordering, he sat across from Yun Yue, Ning Tingyu’s curiosity about her had always been strong: "Are you this year’s top scorer with a perfect gaokao score?"

Yun Yue lowered her head, noticing his admiring gaze, and raised an eyebrow, "Yeah."

Ning Tingyu immediately stood up, excited, "It’s really you! I’m so lucky, my mentor is the gaokao top scorer!"

"This year’s gaokao questions were extremely difficult. I’ve tried them and could only score 650. It feels challenging to get into Jing University, but I still have another year and I think I can make it."

Yun Yue was somewhat surprised; he looked rather simple, but she hadn’t expected he was also quite smart.

This year’s gaokao was harder than in previous years; he was only a sophomore and yet scoring 650, which put him on par with Gu Yue and Lin Xuanze.

Now, students from all high schools looked up to her as their idol, not only because she was the top scorer, but also because she was Ruan Yingtong’s best friend. She had raised the average score of Lancheng High School several levels, and even surpassed Beijing No. 1 High School.

She had already become a legend, they all called her the Academic God.

After dinner, the two painted until nine o’clock when Jiang Wenshan and Du Chunsheng walked in with their hands behind their backs, standing behind the two with nods of satisfaction.

Feeling someone behind him, Ning Tingyu turned and stood up respectfully, "President, Teacher."

Yun Yue’s eyebrows twitched; she continued her movement, finishing the last touch of color before putting down her brush. After it dried, she took down the painting, "This is for you."

"For me?" Ning Tingyu was somewhat shocked. Although he hadn’t attended the mentor’s banquet last time, he had heard that her paintings were worth millions.

He dared not accept it.

"Um, you don’t like it?" Yun Yue asked, her lowered gaze giving her a foolish yet adorable look.

He quickly shook his head, "No, it’s just too precious for me to accept."

"To others, it might be very valuable, but to me, it’s just an ordinary painting. You called me mentor; it’s only right and proper that I give you a painting."

Yun Yue shoved the painting into his hands, and Ning Tingyu took it, being extremely careful not to damage it, his questioning gaze turning towards Du Chunsheng.

Du Chunsheng smiled approvingly, "You’ve already called her mentor; you should keep it."

He and the president came from the same mentor, so it wasn’t too much for them to refer to each other as mentor and junior.

Hearing this, Ning Tingyu thanked them and carefully rolled up the painting, placing it inside the tube to take care of it, planning to have it mounted later.

"Tomorrow is the official assessment; get a good night’s rest tonight. Both of us are looking forward to your performance."

They had high hopes for the two of them. Although their abilities were well-known, only securing the Level Certificate would earn everyone’s recognition.

"We will," Ning Tingyu said confidently.

Yun Yue’s gaze remained low and lazy, seemingly not too concerned about tomorrow’s assessment.

Jiang Wenshan had long been accustomed to her personality, and fortunately, his own temperament was such that he wasn’t driven to irritation by her behavior.

When she returned home, she video-called Xiao Bai. The defense of Moon Island this time, although successful, came at a great cost, with many houses destroyed and the system needing reinstallation.

Just two words—burning money.

"Boss, could you fund me another five billion? I’m running out of money, wuwuwu," Xiao Bai openly cried poor.

These defense systems were where the big money was spent; everything had to be reinstalled. If she didn’t provide funds, they would end up just enjoying the sea breeze.

Yun Yue: "..."

She had just asked Lou Ting for 20 billion yuan, and in the blink of an eye, it was all spent—not enough to cover the expenses.

Her face was cold, her eyes pitch-black: "Wait, I’ll think of something."

Xiao Bai changed his tune in an instant, "Alrighty, then I’ll wait for your good news. Boss, I’ve got stuff to deal with so I’ll hang up first."

"..."

She exited WeChat irritably, logged into Golden Net, and looked for some fool with money to scam.

The number one spot with "20 billion" was particularly conspicuous.

Her eyebrows twitched, her bright, dark eyes shining with an indistinct light.

"20 billion"

Feeling rather pleased, she logged off the website and shut down her computer.

After picking up Yun Yue, Xiao Chen headed out again to Lab D.

"Any breakthroughs?" Xiao Chen looked at the new drug that had been developed, the T-3 version.

"We need to test it on people, but there are some risks. This drug is stimulating, and the human brain is very complex. Everyone’s body is different, and different reactions could occur after taking it, including potential side effects."

This drug could only stimulate a person to wake up, but whether they would still remember afterward, become an idiot, or be paralyzed was uncertain.

As Xiao Chen listened to the explanation, his face grew darker, and a cold aura enveloped him, "I invested so much money into this lab just for this?"

What good is a drug with side effects?

"The Medical Organization is much more capable than you. At least the person who woke up has shown no side effects so far and can even walk now."

Long fingers tossed the T-3 drug into the trash bin as he swept a cold gaze over everyone present.

"From now on, do not present drugs with side effects, do not let them reach the market, and do not use people for experiments. You know the methods I’ll resort to if I find out."

The lab’s atmosphere was suffocating; no one dared to breathe until he had left, at which point their tense nerves relaxed.

They turned to Jiang Qi, "Young Master Jiang, what does Young Master Xiao mean by this? Are we to continue research on this drug or not?"

Jiang Qi was naturally talented, already the director’s assistant in Lab D. With Xiao Chen’s backing, Jiang Qi held a significant position.

"No need," Jiang Qi shook his head resignedly. He guessed that Xiao Chen would probably seek out someone from the Medical Organization.

Uncle Xiao’s continued unconsciousness was understandably distressing.

Xiao Chen’s phone only regained signal after he left Lab D. He glanced at the received message, the corners of his lips curling upward.

Short on money?

He noticed that every time they came to him, they asked for huge sums—he offered 10 billion yuan, and they would demand 20 billion as if only in need of money would they think of him.

He transferred 20 billion yuan straight to their account.

"When will the treatment take place?"

Seeing no response, he put away his phone and walked toward Shengting.

Lab D was inside Jing University, and Shengting was right next to the campus. He had walked over.

The cold moonlight shone on the pitch-black sky, casting his tall figure onto the stone path of Shengting, making him appear especially slender.

His jawline was sharply defined, his aura noble and aloof, yet with an undertone of indolence.

Abruptly, he stopped in his tracks, his dangerous cold gaze fixed on the person ahead.

A chilling aura radiated from him, his dark face staring at Qiu Jun.