Chapter 191: Short of Money

Translator: Atlas Studios    Editor: Atlas Studios

The latest text was from when they last talked about the staff training.

Lu Qingye opened the keyboard and pondered for a long time. After deleting and changing his text countless times, he could not come up with a complete sentence.

There was no noise in the huge living room.

Meng Chuyuan and Lin Youjuan looked at each other for a long time. They seemed to be waiting for each other to speak.

After a while, Lin Youjuan finally couldn’t help but say, “Fortunately, 1 called in time. If I had been any later, the little bastard might have fallen asleep.”

“…” She was really his biological mother. How could she bear to disturb her son’s rest so late at night?

Faced with Lin Youjuan’s angry countenance, the corners of Meng Chuyuan’s mouth twitched slightly, revealing an awkward smile.

At this moment, Meng Chuyuan’s phone suddenly vibrated in her pocket.

“Let’s see who’s looking for you.” Lin Youjuan sat closer towards her. She had heard the vibration just now and was curious if her phone call had worked.

Seeing Lin Youjuan’s expectant face, Meng Chuyuan reached down and took out her phone from her pocket.

“Let me see.” Meng Chuyuan unlocked her phone and saw Lu Qingye’s WeChat message.

Lin Youjuan was a little anxious. She craned her neck and her gaze landed on Meng Chuyuan’s phone screen. She happened to see Lu Qingye’s WeChat profile picture, but the messages next to the red notification dot were blocked by Meng Chuyuan’s hand.

“What did he say?”

Meng Chuyuan opened the chatroom and looked down at the message in the chat box. She read it out calmly. “l used the scarf. It’s not bad. It’s quite warm.

Thank you.”

It was unknown if it was because Meng Chuyuan read the message emotionlessly or because his words were not expressive enough, but after Lin Youiuan heard this. a trace of shock flashed across her eves. She asked in surprise, “That’s it?”

“That’s it.’

Lin Youjuan suddenly came up and snatched Meng Chuyuan’s phone away. “Let me handle it.”

Meng Chuyuan:

Thinking that Lin Youjuan wouldn’t say anything overboard, she let her be. After a while, Lin Youjuan finished typing a message and sent it out before returning the phone to her.

Meng Chuyuan took back her phone and subconsciously looked down at the chat history. In the end, she realized that the message Lin Youjuan had just sent was: “That’s it? I knitted the scarf one thread at a time and all I get is some comments appraising the scarf and a thanks from you?”

Seeing that the other party was typing, Meng Chuyuan raised her eyes slightly and turned her gaze towards the instigator of the matter.

Lin Youjuan looked composed and even slightly smugly said, “l imitated your style of speaking. He’s not going to be able to tell.”

This was indeed something she could say.

However, this scarf was not specially made for Lu Qingye. Seeing the message sent by Lin Youjuan, Meng Chuyuan felt inexplicably guilty.

If she told Lu Qingye the truth now, what kind of story would it be?

Lu Qingye deliberated carefully on the other end of the phone before typing out a complete message: [That’s true. It’s my bad.]

After reading the short message, Meng Chuyuan thought that this matter would end here and that there would be no follow-up.

In the end, less than a minute later, she received a large transfer from the bank. There was another 20 million yuan in her card.

When Meng Chuyuan saw that the sender of the message was Lu Qingye, she returned to the WeChat chat page and slowly sent a question mark.

Lu Qingye: [I’ve thought about it carefully… I still don’t know what you need. Take this money and buy whatever you want.]

He had customized a silk scarf for her some time ago. He would be able to go to the shop to get it in two days.

He wanted to wait until he returned to the country to tell her about it in person, so he transferred some money to her first.

This marriage had started at an inopportune time. It was also caused by his negligence and lack of consideration.

Meng Chuyuan raised her eyebrows slightly. Her slender and fair fingers typed on the keyboard: [You already know what I need.]

Lu Qingye was confused. [?]

Meng Chuyuan said frankly: [I’m short of money.]

“…” The man, who was leaning against the head of the bed, glanced at the latest text that popped up on his phone screen, and a faint coldness appeared in his deep eyes.

He knew Meng Chuyuan’s personality very well. Whether it was her words or actions, she always exuded a sense of casualness.

She always said the truth without restraint.

Lu Qingye raised his eyes slightly and imitated her tone. [Are you still short of it?]

However, after he sent this message, Meng Chuyuan did not reply for a long time.

At this moment, Lin Youjuan had come up to Meng Chuyuan to ask about the follow-up. The two of them started chatting, ignoring Lu Qingye, who was waiting to sleep late at night.

“How is it?” Lin Youjuan leaned over to take a look and saw Lu Qingye’s message. “Did he transfer the money to you?”

“Yeah.’

“How much did he transfer? If it’s less than tens of millions of yuan, he can send the scarf back.”

“Yes, it’s tens of millions.” Every time Lu Qingye gave her money, it would start at tens of millions.

Lin Youjuan hummed softly. “That’s more like it.”

Meng Chuyuan did not expect Lin Youjuan to be so gossipy and good at extorting people.

By the time Meng Chuyuan remembered to reply, it was already half an hour later.

After reading Lu Qingye’s message, she felt that half an hour was enough for him to fall asleep, so she did not reply.

Little did she know that Lu Qingye was still waiting for her text and had yet to lie down on the bed.

Another ten minutes had passed. The phone screen had dimmed countless of times- with Lu Jinsen tapping on the phone screen each time to light it up again. In the end, his patience was worn out.

Lu Qingye immediately made a call.

Meng Chuyuan had just returned to the bedroom to pack her luggage. She was going to film a variety show tomorrow. She had just unzipped his luggage when her phone rang.

She was forced to stop packing. She picked up the phone on the table and glanced at it.

Seeing the caller ID, Meng Chuyuan was a little surprised. She raised her hand and swiped across the screen to answer the call.

Meng Chuyuan held the phone between his cheek and shoulder. He pushed open the closet and asked, “Why aren’t you asleep yet?”

“Why didn’t you reply to my message?” Lu Qingye asked the question almost at the same time as her.

“What message?” She was busy packing her things and had long forgotten the contents of his last message. “I thought you were asleep, so I didn’t reply.” Then, a cold voice sounded from the other end. “I’m not asleep.”

“If I remember correctly, it’s almost one in the morning, right? Aren’t you sleepy?”

She remembered that Lu Qingye was supposed to sleep, but he was delayed by his mother’s call.

Lu Qingye: “I’m not sleepy.”

He had always been the one to take a while to reply. He had never waited for anyone else’s reply before. He did not expect the wait to be so torturous.

He couldn’t help but make a call.

Meng Chuyuan hummed softly and said calmly, “Because I didn’t reply to your message?”

This was the only thing she could think of at the moment. She blurted it out subconsciously.

“…” Lu Qingye’s heart skipped a beat.

Was it that obvious?

Before Lu Qingye could speak, Meng Chuyuan picked up her phone and scrolled through the chat history..