CHAPTER 78: CHAPTER 78: MONEY MAKES THE MARE GO

Looking into Gu Ningyue’s clear eyes, Ling Tianyou finally revealed a satisfied smile.

"Okay."

Holding Ning Yue’s hand, Ling Tianyou led her through each room, introducing the villa’s history as they went.

"When Wushuang Villa was first built, it almost got demolished, but because the previous owner had some connections, it was saved till now."

"To date, it’s been ten years. The owner has always lived in another city, and the house remained unrenovated and idle."

Ning Yue was a little surprised, "So, you finished renovating this villa in just a few days?"

Ling Tianyou raised an eyebrow, "What? Surprised?"

Ning Yue calculated the time she had been in the hospital—seventeen days in total.

So, Ling Tianyou finished the villa renovation in ten days? How incredible!

"How did you manage it?" Ning Yue reached out to touch the crystal vase on the table. "Just picking these items couldn’t have taken less than seven days."

Ling Tianyou’s answer was straightforward, "The yard was ready-made and hardly changed. Everything inside the house altogether cost only two million. Didn’t you say? Money makes things happen!"

Ning Yue: "???" Only two million, and he made it sound so effortlessly?

Ning Yue couldn’t help but ask, "So, how much does this house cost?"

"Seven million, not even as expensive as the painting I gave you." Ling Tianyou opened the bedroom door, turned to Ning Yue, and asked, "How about this room? How about bringing that painting here? I think it fits perfectly!"

Ning Yue fell into deep silence, "..."

"What’s wrong? Is there anything you don’t like about this room?" Ling Tianyou, seeing her silent, slightly frowned, "I thought you’d like this kind of decor."

Ning Yue looked at the luxury level comparable to Princess Sisi’s boudoir and slowly shook her head, "I like it very much. I’m just thinking, how much wealth do you have..."

Why can Ling Tianyou be so lavish, and why does she feel a bit of a bittersweet feeling?

Ling Tianyou thought for a moment, "I’ve never calculated it. But my private bank account’s transactions are probably around 1.2 billion. As for Ling Group’s money, that would be another discussion!"

Ning Yue was dumbfounded. No wonder a few million sounded like child’s play coming from Ling Tianyou.

Turns out, he’s a billionaire!

"Alright, we’ve seen it all. Want to stay here for a while?" Ling Tianyou looked at Ning Yue and asked, "Or head back home?"

Ning Yue took a deep breath, "Let’s go home! I need to process this."

"Process what? Didn’t expect me to be this rich?" Ling Tianyou pinched her cheek, "Or suddenly find this villa not that appealing?"

"Ouch, that hurts!" Ning Yue covered his hand, "You just said you wouldn’t bully me!"

Ling Tianyou took the opportunity to hold her hand, "Is this bullying you? This is obviously a loving caress."

Ning Yue was flustered, "You! You’re tricking me."

Indeed, a man’s words are deceiving! She swore she’d never believe them again.

Fingers gripping hers, Ling Tianyou responded boldly, "Whatever I say counts as bullying."

Ning Yue: "You’re shameless!"

Ling Tianyou nodded, "Yes! You’ve found me out."

Ning Yue: "...You win! Do your subordinates know this about you?"

Ling Tianyou shook his head, "No, why, do you want to let them know?"

Ning Yue: "Aren’t you scared?"

Ling Tianyou was silent for a while, then suddenly said, "Yes! Very scared."

Ning Yue looked at him suspiciously, "What game are you playing now?"

Without answering, Ling Tianyou just looked at the view outside and said, "We should get going, let’s go home!"

Ning Yue: "..."

This person, when can he stop being so mysterious when she asks questions?

Sometimes, she really wants to knock some sense into him!

On returning to Ling Tianyou’s villa, before they even entered, Ji Qianqian rushed over with tear-streaked cheeks, "Sister, you’re back!"

Ning Yue opened her arms, and with one hand patted her head, "Why are you crying? Did someone bully Qianqian?"

Ji Qianqian lifted her head from Ning Yue’s soft chest, "Qianqian thought sister didn’t want Qianqian anymore."

"No way, sister’s back now, isn’t she?" Ning Yue helped Ji Qianqian wipe her tears, "There, don’t cry, let’s go inside, okay?"

Ji Qianqian nodded vigorously and followed Ning Yue and Ling Tianyou into the villa.

Inside the house was a mess, with several servants cleaning up.

Seeing her return, Aunt Zhang walked over with a pained expression, "Madam, President Ling, you’re finally back. This young lady has been clamoring to find you, we couldn’t stop her, so..."

Ling Tianyou looked at the pieces on the floor and shook his head, "No worries, this is Ji Qianqian, she’ll be staying here a while longer. Please take good care of her, don’t neglect her, understood?"

The servants acknowledged and quickly cleaned up the room.

"Speaking of which, hasn’t Lu Qingqing called you to ask about Ji Qianqian?" Ning Yue sat on the sofa and suddenly realized that in all this time, she hadn’t heard anything from Lu Qingqing.

If she’s so concerned about Ji Qianqian, doesn’t she care about her safety?

Ling Tianyou shook his head, "She asked me a few times about Ji Qianqian in between. I said she was fine and she didn’t ask again. I guess she knows nothing would happen here!"

Ning Yue took a bite of the washed apple and said, "If it were my sister, even knowing someone else was watching over her, I’d still call every few days to make sure she was okay. Or maybe, Lu Qingqing isn’t as concerned about Ji Qianqian as we thought?"

Ji Qianqian, sitting nearby, suddenly showed a somewhat aggrieved expression, "Sister, has Sister Qingqing forgotten about me?"

Ning Yue suddenly remembered, Ji Qianqian wasn’t stupid, her intellect was just at the level of a five- or six-year-old.

In that case, it’s better not to discuss this in front of her.

After soothing Ji Qianqian, Ning Yue glanced at the bandage on her arm, "Say, it’s been almost half a month, am I almost healed?"

She felt it wasn’t that severe; even if she removed these, she should be fine!

"No way!" Ling Tianyou refused firmly, "Doctor Su said the cast could only be removed after four weeks."

Ning Yue knew she had no choice in this matter and sulked, "Oh, fine!"

Initially, they agreed to be discharged after seven days, but since Su Linfeng took over, it was extended for ten more days.

Although the VIP ward was nice, it was still a hospital, and she had to be wary of any ill intent daily, naturally not as relaxing as at home.

Now, having to wear a cast for another four weeks, that’s too inconvenient.