Ji Mingsui replied with absolute certainty, “No.”
She told Song Yu, word by word, “In this lifetime, Ying Man is definitely going to Europe.”
Song Yu threw her head back and wailed, “Ah!”
Then she wailed several more times in succession, “Ah ah ah!!!”
Ji Mingsui looked at Song Yu, curling her lip in critique. “A dry wail with no tears.”
Song Yu glared at Ji Mingsui.
Ying Man was merely being banished to Europe, not dying. A few dry wails were enough; it hadn’t reached the point of shedding actual tears.
Ji Mingsui lowered her head and continued to carefully inspect Song Yu’s phone.
Song Yu felt suffocated with frustration, but she knew that if she didn’t let Ji Mingsui search to her heart’s content, Ji Mingsui wouldn’t let her touch the phone. So, she suppressed her impatience, rested her chin on Ji Mingsui’s shoulder, and waited for her to finish checking while sniffing the scent on Ji Mingsui’s body.
As she sniffed, Song Yu mumbled in confusion, “The citrus scent on you is so strong.”
In their past life, although Ji Mingsui had also used citrus-scented body wash, the scent on her had always been faint. It wasn’t like now, where it was so rich it was almost a bit pungent to the nose.
“After I finished working out and took a shower, I deliberately applied a thick layer of body wash all over myself.” Ji Mingsui curled the corners of her mouth and stressed with a smile, “A very thick layer.”
Song Yu caught the keywords. “Deliberately?”
“A thick layer?”
Using her sluggish brain, she began to think hard about it.
However, her reactions right now were truly too slow. Even after racking her brain for dozens of seconds, she still couldn’t figure out what was going on.
Ji Mingsui kindly revealed the answer to Song Yu. “Yes.”
“It was just to make you crave it.”
Song Yu gnashed her teeth.
Ji Mingsui was truly full of schemes, actually managing to think of using this kind of method to make her crave her.
Ji Mingsui curved her lips and said to Song Yu, “So you can’t escape.”
“Even if you escape temporarily, I have plenty of ways to make you obediently return to my side.”
“Hmph.” Across the thick fabric of the windbreaker, Song Yu opened her mouth and bit Ji Mingsui’s shoulder.
She asked casually, “Which gym?”
Since she couldn’t escape in this lifetime anyway, she might as well start planning her canary lifestyle for this lifetime a bit earlier. “If the environment is good, get me a membership card too. From now on, I’ll do fitness and beauty treatments on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays.”
Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Saturdays would be for shopping.
Sundays would be for dating Ji Mingsui.
Ji Mingsui paused for several seconds before replying, “…The gym right across from your residential compound.”
Hearing this answer, Song Yu raised her hand and clutched her heart.
This Ji Mingsui was truly driving her mad with anger.
Ji Mingsui getting a membership card at the gym across from her compound wasn’t for working out at all; it was to spy on her.
She cursed, “Female ghost!”
“Haunting me relentlessly!”
“Spying on me all day and night.”
Ji Mingsui ignored Song Yu. She tapped open the shopping app on Song Yu’s phone, wanting to check what Song Yu had bought online today.
Song Yu bit Ji Mingsui’s shoulder once more and said to her, “Ji Mingsui, I want to buy a set of game skins.”
While checking Song Yu’s purchase history, Ji Mingsui habitually replied, “Buy it.”
“Buy whatever you want.”
“I work myself to the bone to earn money just to provide for you…”
Halfway through her sentence, she suddenly reacted.
That wasn’t right. She had been reborn.
She was no longer that ultra-wealthy CEO Ji whose riches could rival a country, but rather Little Ji, a workplace newcomer.
The massive wealth from her past life had been reset to zero, and in this lifetime, her bank card only had a little over 2,000 yuan left for living expenses.
“Hold on.” Ji Mingsui asked Song Yu, “How much does the skin you want to buy cost?”
Song Yu replied, “It’s not expensive.”
“People with good luck can get it in the draw with just over 4,000 yuan.”
“My luck has always been terrible, so I need over 8,000 yuan.”
Ji Mingsui pursed her lips tightly.
To the ultra-wealthy CEO Ji, 8,000 yuan was indeed not expensive.
But to the workplace newcomer Little Ji, 8,000 yuan was a month and a half of her salary.
Seeing that Ji Mingsui did not agree immediately, Song Yu asked in bewilderment, “What are you hesitating for?”
In their past life, as long as it was something she wanted and could be bought with money, even if she spoke up to Ji Mingsui at three o’clock in the morning, Ji Mingsui would present that item before her within two hours and beg her to accept it.
So what was Ji Mingsui hesitating for at this moment?
Song Yu pondered for a moment, and then blinked her eyes sorrowfully.
She cursed, “Scumbag woman!”
Just because she was reborn, she didn’t love her as much as she did in her past life.
Having been cursed out of nowhere, Ji Mingsui blinked her eyes helplessly.
This was exactly how Song Yu was when she got drunk—her speech would be incoherent, and her logic would be extremely chaotic.
She told Song Yu, “I only have a little over 2,000 yuan left. I can’t afford the skin.”
Song Yu was astonished. “What?”
“Only a little over 2,000 yuan left?”
“You’re out of money?”
She snatched Ji Mingsui’s phone and checked her account balance 2,325.09 yuan.
Ji Mingsui really had no money.
“Once I earn some money after a while, I will make it up to you immediately,” Ji Mingsui promised. “When the time comes, I’ll buy you 100 sets of skins.”
“How about that?”
Song Yu frowned.
Right now, the important thing wasn’t the game skins, but another issue. She grabbed Ji Mingsui’s arm and questioned loudly, “Where is the money?”
“Where is our family’s money?”
“You clearly told me that the money you earn can only be spent by me alone.”
“Speak, who did you spend our family’s money on?”
She roared, “Scumbag woman, do you have another woman out there?!”
Ji Mingsui must have spent all the money on a woman outside, which was why she had no money to buy her the game skins.
The internet always said that where the money is, the love is. She now severely suspected that Ji Mingsui did not love her as much as before.
Ji Mingsui took a deep breath and explained patiently, “Wife, we have been reborn.”
“Right now, I haven’t succeeded in starting my business yet. I’m just an ordinary worker earning a monthly salary and commission, which is why I don’t have money.”
Realization dawned upon Song Yu. “Oh.”
So that was how it was.
She was so terribly drunk that she had actually forgotten the fact that their massive wealth would reset to zero after she and Ji Mingsui were reborn.
“I’m sorry.” She immediately apologized to Ji Mingsui, “I misunderstood you.”
Ji Mingsui replied with a smile, “It’s fine.”
Then she buried her head back into checking Song Yu’s phone.
Bored while staying by her side, Song Yu opened the short video app on Ji Mingsui’s phone and began watching a game livestream.
It just so happened that the streamer was introducing a new set of game skins.
She looked up at Ji Mingsui and said, “Ji Mingsui, I want to buy a set of game skins.”
Ji Mingsui pursed her lips with great force.
It was over.
The loop was starting again.
She said to Song Yu, “Did you forget? I just told you that I don’t have money right now…”
“No money?” Song Yu instantly became alert upon hearing this. She interrupted Ji Mingsui and questioned loudly, “Where is the money?”
“Where is our family’s money?”
“You clearly told me that the money you earn can only be spent by me alone.”
“Speak, who did you spend our family’s money on?”
She roared, “Scumbag woman, do you have another woman out there?!”
Ji Mingsui let out a sigh.
Song Yu was exactly like this when she got drunk. Not only would she make trouble out of nothing, but her memory was also exceptionally poor. She would often throw a massive tantrum over a trivial matter, and then after Ji Mingsui explained it clearly and coached her into a good mood, Song Yu would turn around, completely forget everything that had just happened, and start throwing a tantrum all over again.
Tantrum after tantrum, over and over.
It was just like a ghost wall loop.
Seeing that Ji Mingsui only sighed and didn’t speak, the dazed and thoroughly drunk Song Yu blinked blankly, lowered her head, and continued to watch the game livestream.
The streamer was still talking about that newly released skin.
After listening to the streamer’s introduction for a little longer, she looked up at Ji Mingsui and said, “Ji Mingsui, I want to buy a set of game skins.”
Ji Mingsui clenched her fists.
Here it came again.
The ghost wall-like loop was here again.
But there was nothing she could do about it.
Who told her to love Song Yu?
So even if Song Yu was incredibly vexing when drunk, she was willing to patiently coax her.
Ji Mingsui let out another sigh.
In their past life, Song Yu had always cursed her as a “maniac,” “female ghost,” and “lunatic” because her desire for control and possession was too intense.
In truth, saddled with such a vexing creature like Song Yu, over the past eleven years, she, this “female ghost,” hadn’t exactly had an easy time of it either.