The moment the word “Maybach” appeared, Wen Xuxue knew exactly who this was.
It didn’t seem like the secretary she had communicated with in the morning—it was probably the boss himself.
She accepted his friend request.
The next moment, the other party sent her several pictures.
There were close-up, clear photos of the damaged Maybach.
Along with an inspection report and a compensation document.
Wen Xuxue ignored everything else and went straight to the last column: compensation amount: 1,000,000.
Without batting an eye, Wen Xuxue scoffed, tapped her finger, and transferred 100,000 to the other party.
Z: ?
Wen Xuxue frowned and also typed a “?”.
[Not enough?]
She couldn’t help but send these two words.
[Don’t be too greedy.]
After lecturing him, Wen Xuxue generously transferred another 10 yuan.
[Buy yourself some milk tea.]
[No need to thank me.]
Z: …
[First of all, what kind of milk tea can you buy with 10 yuan?]
[Secondly, take a closer look. How many zeros are there at the end?]
Seeing the last sentence, Wen Xuxue’s heart tightened. She reopened the compensation document and carefully counted how many zeros there were.
Seven.
One million.
Wen Xuxue fell silent.
Was she dreaming, or was he dreaming?
How did 100,000 turn into 1,000,000 in just one afternoon?
Even stocks don’t rise that fast.
[Are you trying to extort me?!]
She angrily typed these words.
Z: [It’s written clearly in black and white.]
He sent another string of bank account numbers.
[Transfer one million into this account within three days, or I’ll sue you.]
The words “I’ll sue you” were so cold, piercing Wen Xuxue’s heart deeply.
She was so anxious she was pacing around.
She had left in such a hurry that morning—she hadn’t taken any photos as evidence, and there were no traffic police nearby to serve as witnesses. The car had been towed away by him, so he could say whatever he wanted.
It seemed she had no choice but to swallow this bitter pill.
Moreover, judging from the extent of the damage shown in the pictures… compensating 1,000,000 actually seemed quite reasonable.
The entire headlight was shattered.
Jiang Jing had already given her 100,000, so she couldn’t ask her for the remaining 900,000.
The Wen family was currently facing financial difficulties, so her family couldn’t give her 900,000 either.
Wen Xuxue didn’t even consider Zhao Sui, skipping him entirely and thinking of Zhou Shijing.
She relied on him heavily.
When Wen Xuxue had just turned eighteen, her father’s career was on a downward spiral. Sending her abroad to study was already a stretch, and he couldn’t provide much in terms of material comforts.
But Zhou Shijing filled that void.
If she wanted the stars or the moon, he would give them to her.
Others might spend a fortune without a second thought.
But for her, he never hesitated to spend ten times that, never sparing any expense.
But that was in the past…
Now, would he still give her so much money to spend?
Wen Xuxue hesitated for a long time before opening the dial pad.
She had long memorized his phone number.
Relying on her memory, she typed his number digit by digit and dialed.
He answered instantly but didn’t speak first.
Wen Xuxue softly called out, “Older Brother.”
Zhou Shijing’s voice was cool: “Mm.”
Wen Xuxue paused before mustering the courage to say, “Can you lend me some money?”
The faint sound of a lighter clicking came from the other end.
Zhou Shijing sat on the sofa, a cigarette held between his slender fingers, and said calmly, “Why don’t you ask your boyfriend?”
Wen Xuxue said, “He’s not as good as you.”
A faint, almost imperceptible chuckle suddenly rang out.
Zhou Shijing extinguished the cigarette butt, a lingering smile still at the corner of his lips, and asked, “How much?”
Wen Xuxue secretly added an extra zero and said, “Nine million.”
Zhou Shijing stared at the Maybach inspection report on the table, lost in thought.
Did she see it as ten million, or…
Seeing him remain silent, Wen Xuxue panicked and quickly corrected herself, “Is it too much? How about… nine hundred thousand?”
“Not too much,” Zhou Shijing said. “But what do you need nine million for?”
Wen Xuxue answered truthfully, “I crashed into a Maybach, and the owner wants me to pay for it.”
As she spoke, she grew angrier and poured everything out: “Do you know how disgusting he is? He agreed to a hundred thousand in the morning, but by evening, he jacked up the price to a million. Hmph, he must be desperate for money.”
Zhou Shijing: “…”
He pursed his lips and said, “Isn’t that a million? Why are you asking for nine million?”
Wen Xuxue was horrified.
Oh no, she accidentally spilled everything.
Don’t ask—the answer is she wanted to swindle eight million out of him.
The one desperate for money was her.
Haha.
Her eyes darted around, and she adopted the same coquettish, sticky tone she used in the past, saying, “Because I also want to buy a pretty dress.”
Zhou Shijing lowered his eyelashes, concealing the emotions in his eyes, and murmured, “Buy a pretty dress?”
Wen Xuxue replied obediently, “Mm-hmm.”
After a moment of silence, Zhou Shijing asked, “And after buying that pretty dress, will you wear it for your Older Brother to see, or for your boyfriend?”
This question was actually quite strange.
Wen Xuxue’s response was equally strange: “Of course, I’ll wear it for Older Brother to see.”
Zhou Shijing said, “Alright.”
After the call ended, Wen Xuxue received a notification.
[Account ending in 8830 has received a transfer of 10,000,000 yuan.]
She didn’t read the text before it, nor did she read the text after it. Her eyes were fixed solely on that long string of zeros.
Zhou Shijing had actually transferred ten million to her.
Wen Xuxue immediately sent five million to her best friend, Jiang Jing.
Then, she transferred one million to that unfamiliar bank account.
She kept the remaining four million and one hundred thousand for herself.
As soon as she finished, Jiang Jing’s call came through.
“Holy shit, where did you get five million from?”
Wen Xuxue stammered, “It’s, it’s from that… ex-boyfriend I just told you about.”
Jiang Jing frowned slightly and asked, “Who is he? He’s that rich?”
Not wanting to reveal Zhou Shijing’s name, Wen Xuxue casually replied, “He runs a company.”
Jiang Jing felt an inexplicable sense of worry and said, “Can you send me the transfer details?”
Wen Xuxue thought that aside from the account number, the transfer details contained no other information, so it shouldn’t reveal anything. She sent it over without hesitation.
After hanging up, Jiang Jing opened her phone and quietly examined the notification.
[Account ending in 8830 has received a transfer of 10,000,000 yuan. Balance: 10,000,000.32 yuan. Sender: Haishi Internet Commercial Bank. Sender’s account ending in: 7777.]
This account number was simply too perfect.
Definitely from an affluent family.
Jiang Jing grew even more concerned.
Wen Xuxue was too innocent, having lived under her parents’ protection since childhood. Unlike her, who had studied abroad since elementary school and seen plenty of dark things, she was terrified that Wen Xuxue might be deceived. She was determined to investigate and find out exactly who this person was.
Jiang Jing hesitated for a long time before deciding to send the screenshot to her completely unfamiliar older brother.
[Bro, can you help me find out who this remitter is?]
Zhou Shijing had just finished showering when he received this message.
Looking at the unfamiliar profile picture and name, his eyes held a hint of complex emotion.
When he clicked in and saw the familiar account number ending, the emotion in his eyes grew even more complicated.
[What’s wrong?]
He replied.
Jiang Jing: [Someone transferred ten million to my best friend. I’m worried she might be getting scammed. Can you help me check?]
[I’m just afraid the other person might be married or have kids.]
Zhou Shijing: [No.]
Jiang Jing: [?]
Zhou Shijing corrected himself: [Can’t find out.]
Jiang Jing: [Are you lying to me?]
Zhou Shijing repeated coldly: [Can’t find out.]
Jiang Jing: [Alright.]