Chapter 8: Draining the Balance

Lu Yunsheng heard from the staff at the bridal shop that Jiang Beiting had gone to the restroom, so she waited for him outside.

Jiang Beiting walked out with long, noble strides.

Perhaps because Lu Yunsheng had touched his subordinates, a dark cloud covered his handsome, stern face.

He approached her and, in a reprimanding tone, said, “You are the future young madam of the Jiang family. Every word and action of yours affects the family’s reputation, Yuchen’s future, and Jiang Group’s stock. Your skills in fortune-telling and snake-repelling must no longer be flaunted recklessly.”

Lu Yunsheng didn’t expect to wait for him outside for over ten minutes only to be scolded face-to-face. She had wanted to let the previous incident go, but now, that was impossible.

She pressed her lips and asked, “Ninth Master, why did you pinch my chest just now?”

Jiang Beiting: “?”

He had originally wanted to stand up for his two dragon guards who had been burnt, but faced with Lu Yunsheng’s question, his expression instantly froze…

Why pinch her chest?

Jiang Beiting’s face turned awkward. “That was an accident!”

“Oh, so you pinched once, but not just once, you pinched twice. Really quite an accident, huh?”

Lu Yunsheng said calmly, then quietly stared at him with her two bright, sparkling eyes, waiting for his answer.

For the first time, Jiang Beiting was left speechless. His expression darkened. “Miss Lu, you are Yuchen’s fiancée. I have no feelings for you whatsoever!”

As he spoke, he didn’t forget to slip the hand that had caused his awkward predicament into the pocket of his dress pants.

Seeing Ninth Master Jiang—usually so mighty—look defeated like this, Lu Yunsheng decided to let it go.

She stepped closer to him and said, “Ninth Master, just like you said, it was an accident. I won’t tell anyone.”

“Trying to threaten me?”

Jiang Beiting’s eyes flashed with a dangerous light.

Lu Yunsheng replied calmly, “I’m not threatening you. I just hope that in the future, Ninth Master can let me have a full meal.”

That morning, she had only eaten three small pastries, which she had to snatch for herself, and now her stomach was still hungry.

A strange light flashed in Jiang Beiting’s eyes. “A full meal?”

She held a secret that could ruin the powerful and influential Ninth Master Jiang’s reputation, and all she asked for was a full meal?

Suddenly, his gaze fell on the back of her hand as she wiped her face, noticing the red mark he had left with chopsticks that morning.

He was used to disciplining his nephew without holding back, not gentle or light.

But Lu Yunsheng was young and had delicate skin, so the mark hadn’t faded even after an hour.

Jiang Beiting cleared his throat twice, then took out a card from his pocket.

“Password is 111111. Buy whatever you want. No one will stop you. But remember, your spending limit is shared with Yuchen, and the annual cap is ten million.”

Lu Yunsheng was quite surprised when she took the card.

He really didn’t worry she would run off with the money!

But thinking about it carefully, she was already the Jiang family’s future young madam. She’d have endless money later, so running away over just ten million would be truly foolish.

She said calmly, “Thank you, Ninth Master.”

Jiang Beiting adjusted his tie. “I’m going to the group for a meeting. You can shop for clothes by yourself.”

“Okay, please go ahead and take care of your business~”

Hearing her tone become respectful, Jiang Beiting immediately returned to his role as head of the family, wearing a stern face as he said seriously, “Don’t show off your little tricks outside. You must be home by five o’clock. That’s the family rule.”

Five o’clock? So early?

Lu Yunsheng wasn’t very pleased. “Ninth Master, according to the family rules, given what happened today, shouldn’t I tell Madam Jiang and your nephew—my fiancé?”

Jiang Beiting detected the threat in her words and pressed his thin lips tightly.

Once he slipped up, how long would this woman hold it over him? He didn’t know.

With a dark expression, he strode lightning-fast toward the luxury car parked by the roadside. As soon as he got in, the driver quickly got out and hurried over to her.

“Miss Lu, Ninth Master considered that you’re new here and have many things to buy, so he made a special exception for you—a one-month limit. This month, you can stay out as late as six o’clock at the latest.”

Lu Yunsheng’s lips curled up. “So dinner is before six or after six? Will there be food left for me?”

“Food left? Uh…”

The driver hesitated briefly, then said, “Miss Lu, rest assured, dinner usually starts after six.”

After saying that, the driver quickly ran back to the car, afraid she would ask more questions.

Lu Yunsheng looked at the luxury car, and when the rear window rolled down, Jiang Beiting’s perfectly sculpted side profile gradually faded as the car drove away, eventually disappearing from her sight.

She held the bank card Jiang Beiting gave her in her left hand, deep in thought.

Ten million a year? How to spend it?

She remembered her grandmother’s teaching: “Shengsheng, in our line of work, don’t spend money recklessly. If you have money later, donate to the bigger Taoist temples. It’s to build golden statues for our ancestors and also to accumulate merit for the family.”

So, she hurried off to donate money at a Taoist temple, to help build the golden statues of their ancestors.

When she made her first donation—50 Dragon currency—the Taoist priest only gave her a faint smile.

From the priest’s eyes, Lu Yunsheng could tell: that was a bit too little.

So she scanned the payment QR code at the Taoist temple and made a second donation.

【Ding—Received: 9,499,950 Dragon currency.】

A clear and pleasant sound rang out. The Taoist priests present looked at each other, as if they couldn’t believe it.

One elderly Taoist priest with white hair bent over to check the amount on the computer.

After confirming the payment, all the Taoist priests inside the temple suddenly walked straight toward Lu Yunsheng.

“Kneel!”

At the old priest’s loud command, everyone knelt before Lu Yunsheng!

Lu Yunsheng: “…”

Her grandmother never told her donating money would cause this kind of reaction!

“Great benefactor, from today on, you are our Platinum Member of Suqing Temple. Please register your information. This weekend, our small temple will hold a recruitment event for the internationally renowned orthodox sect, the Fire Mystical Sect. Their disciples will be present, and we respectfully invite you to attend!”

“Disciples of the Fire Mystical Sect?”

Lu Yunsheng had never seen the genuine disciples of the five major orthodox sects before.

Hearing a hundred times is not as good as seeing once—this really was a great opportunity.

As she registered on the form handed to her by the Taoist priest, she also discovered something…

On the list of donors, her donation amount stood far above the rest.

Others’ donations topped out at six figures, but hers was in the eight figures!

No wonder everyone knelt—it turned out she had accidentally donated too much…

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In the hospital, Jiang Yuchen was propping his neck up, half sitting on the bed while scrolling through entertainment news.

The long, beautiful legs of a female celebrity on the screen made him feel a bit restless inside.

Suddenly, a message popped up on his phone:

【Your savings card ending in 6666 was charged 50 Dragon currency.】

Jiang Yuchen didn’t pay much attention and swiped the message away.

Nowadays, scams are very sophisticated—messages look like bank alerts but often contain fake links, and clicking means getting tricked.

He kept scrolling through the news. A few minutes later, another message arrived: 【Your savings card ending in 6666 was charged 9,499,950 Dragon currency.】

Jiang Yuchen’s eyes suddenly widened in shock.