Chapter 083: How Could I Agree to This Deal?
"That bastard—what kind of dirty trick is he up to now?"
Ye Fuli gritted her teeth.
She casually tapped open the so-called price list below:
1. Shoulder Massage & Leg Rub Package: Monthly pass 500k, Annual pass 5.99m, includes complimentary foot massage!
2. Shopping, Movie, Hot Pot Companion Package: Monthly Pass 500k, Annual Pass 5.99m. Includes fireworks assistance!
3. Cute Maid Gaming Companion Package: All online games and board games available. Monthly pass: 1,000,000. Annual pass: 10,000,000. Request songs and dances!
"Very good."
Ye Fuli was so furious she could barely contain her laughter.
"Free services turned into paid ones—she sure knows how to think."
This wasn't about wanting to make money—it was clearly about wanting to extort money.
She's already firmly entrenched in the Ye family—why is she still trying to squeeze money out of Ye Fuli?
That wicked thing…
What devious scheme is she cooking up now?
Ye Fuli tapped her fingers and replied, "Ye Zhen, what makes you think you're so valuable?"
Ye Zhen fell silent for a moment.
Just as Ye Fuli thought the other party was ending this joke, Ye Zhen sent a message: "I don't know if I'm worth it either. I'll go ask Miss He Ying later. Maybe she thinks I am?"
Ye Fuli: "……?"
She thought Ye Zhen wasn't just bold—she was suicidal.
Ye Fuli: "Ye Zhen, I advise you to reconsider. Stop constantly causing trouble for others."
He Ying, partying hard at the bar, suddenly sneezed for no apparent reason, feeling a chill run down her spine.
Beep-beep-beep—
Hearing the notification sound, she pulled out her phone with a sigh.
Ye Fuli: If you dare buy Ye Zhen's stuff, don't blame me for breaking your legs.
He Ying: …?
"Holy crap, what does this have to do with me? I haven't even contacted my little sister! What is she selling anyway?"
He Ying realized these two were way too deep in their own drama. Pretending not to hear was probably the smart move.
This wasn't something she could get involved in.
…
The Ye residence.
After tossing and turning in bed, Ye Zhen finally received the money transfer from Ye Fuli.
Five hundred thousand.
She selected the second package.
And she had very carefully selected the monthly pass.
Ye Zhen snorted and muttered, "I should've skipped the monthly pass and just slapped a yearly one on her."
[Host, I'm genuinely surprised this worked! That incredibly shrewd female lead actually agreed to take such a loss…]
"You don't get it."
Ye Zhen snorted, flicking her long hair back with a confident smile.
After dealing with her for so long, she couldn't possibly know nothing about Ye Fuli. She'd figured out her preferences pretty well.
"She doesn't lack money. What she lacks is fun."
"I provide her with fun, she provides me with money. In her words, it's a fair trade—each gets what they want."
"Right?"
[Seems to make sense.]
A moment of silence passed.
The dog system couldn't resist raising another question.
[Host, did you set up an annual pass intending to actually serve her for a whole year?]
"Are you kidding? I'll give her a half-refund by then—that'll be generous of me."
[Eww, you're such a jerk.]
Jokes aside.
Ye Zhen knew full well that Ye Fuli wasn't someone you could easily fool. If it weren't for the system helping her make a fool of herself, playing around like this would only land her in the black room.
And at this very moment…
Ye Fuli, who'd just blown fifty grand, was holding her forehead, contemplating her life choices.
How could someone as sharp as her fall for such an obvious trap?
Was it really true that birds of a feather flock together?
"This isn't a good sign at all."
Ye Fuli decisively decided to call off the deal, treating it as a lesson learned.
……
……
Time flew by.
On the day of the business gathering, Ye Zhen rose early. At her mother's behest, she changed into an exceptionally expensive dress.
By this time, Ye Dad had already informed his wife that Ye Fuli would be joining them.
"What?!"
Madam Ye clearly could not agree to this.
"What is she going there for? Is that kind of occasion even suitable for her? Does she even deserve to be there?!"
Faced with her questioning, Ye Dad only coldly replied, "She saved Zhenzhen's life. I hope you won't speak of her like that."
"Didn't we already give her a million dollars?!"
The mere thought of Ye Fuli living in such a place, with such trashy parents, made Mrs. Ye find it unbearable to let someone like that into their home. Let alone allow such a person to spend day and night with her precious daughter.
Ye Zhen looked at her pitifully and whispered, "Mom, please let Ye Fuli come with me. Having her around makes me feel safer and calms my nerves."
Playing the cute card was something she'd mastered by now.
Used judiciously, it could achieve the desired effect much faster.
Mrs. Ye sighed.
Recalling Ye Zhen's previous lifeless state, fear gripped her heart.
"This is a one-time exception."
This time, she reluctantly agreed.
Next time, no matter what Ye Zhen said, she would not permit it.
Ye Zhen breathed a sigh of relief. "Okay, Mom."
"The driver is already on his way to pick up Ye Fuli. Zhenzhen, get ready quickly. We're leaving in half an hour."
"Okay."
By now, it was the hottest part of summer vacation.
Every step outside felt unbearably uncomfortable.
Ye Zhen wore a white sundress, carried a small parasol, and stepped in a pair of modest sandals. She followed her parents through the garden to the parking area.
Inside the car.
Ye Fuli was dressed as plainly as ever, her hair casually tied back. Compared to the elegantly dressed Ye family members, she looked like a weed growing in a flower bed.
But she had one advantage: a striking face.
This face bore a certain resemblance to Mrs. Ye.
Today marked the first time she sat in the same row as her parents, while Ye Zhen occupied the seat directly opposite them, maintaining a constant smile throughout.
"Miss Ye Fuli, I'm truly delighted you could join us."
Ye Fuli nodded, offering a perfunctory reply: "Thank you for inviting me, Miss Ye."
She disliked this cramped space.
She stood up, intending to move to Ye Zhen's row.
Ye Zhen didn't stop her, instead shifting slightly to make room for Ye Fuli.
At that moment, Old Wu, the driver, glanced at the rearview mirror.
He let out a soft "Hmm."
Then he looked more closely.
Another "Huh?" escaped his lips.
"Old Wu, what are you saying 'huh' about?"
Mrs. Ye frowned, asking with obvious displeasure.
"Nothing much, Madam," Old Wu replied casually. "Just noticed that young Miss Ye Fuli looks a bit like you did when you were young."
The car fell into dead silence after those words.
Ye Dad couldn't help but glance at his wife and then at Ye Fuli.
After a moment of scrutiny,
his brow furrowed as well.
Indeed, the resemblance was striking.
Mrs. Ye's face immediately hardened. "Don't go saying things like that! Where does she resemble her? Old Wu, your eyesight must be failing you."
"Oh dear, maybe my eyes really are failing me…"
Old Wu forced an awkward smile.
But inside, he felt a wave of frustration.
So what if they look alike? Why such a big reaction? Anyone watching would think this was the mistress's illegitimate daughter…
At that moment, Ye Zhen adopted a gleeful spectator's attitude, wrapping her arm around Ye Fuli's and teasing, "Hey, Uncle Wu's right—she does look a bit like you, Mom! See, when we stand side by side, doesn't she resemble you more?"
Ye Fuli feigned alarm, quickly pulling her arm free from Ye Zhen's grip and promptly twisting Ye Zhen's waist in retaliation.
So this little troublemaker had been lying in wait for her!
How dare she! She'd have to deal with this properly later.
"Miss Ye, Uncle Wu, please stop joking. How could I possibly resemble the mistress…"
Ye Zhen's eyes welled up with tears from the pain, and she grumbled inwardly.
What joke?
I'm dead serious, okay!
No worries, Ye Fuli. There's plenty of time. Let's see how long you can keep up the act…