Translator: Larbre Studio  Editor: Larbre Studio
Mo Yun was even more devastated than the god-forsaken Shang Shi.
Her blood, sweat and tears for the past days had only yielded that precious tiny amount. It was a useful product, but itâs all gone now.
A gloomy atmosphere engulfed the trio.
Seeing the pained expressions, Bai Lang was enveloped in guilt. With a light cough, he began pushing the blame, âI only sprayed a few times. I didnât think it would run out. Itâs alright! Just take it as a tester! Right! A simple tester!â
âBut⦠I just made that tiny bitâ¦â Mo Yunâs lifeless eyes stared resentfully at him.
âThatâs ok! You can just make another batch! Remember to make more next time.â Bai Lang clumsily comforted her.
His thoughtless remarks earned him no reaction from Mo Yun.
ââ¦..â
âHmm, whatâs wrong?â
Bai Lang could not see anything wrong with anything he just said.
Watching the clueless man, Mo Yun sighed, âI used the leftover chemicals from Yun Longâs medication to make this. The chemicals are very rare. Now, not only am I out of chemicals, Iâm broke.â
Essentially, she had the methods but not the means to produce more.
Bai Lang revealed a relaxed smile, unworried by her situation. âHmm, so isnât it just a financial issue? Miss Mo, how much do you need? Is this card sufficient?â
Casually, Bai Lang whipped out a black-gold credit card.
Shang Shiâs eyes widened greatly.
This⦠why does it seem so familiar?
She never expected he would take out the rare and priceless black-gold card.
Instantly, ecstasy pumped through her veins, âItâs more than enough! I donât need that much money. Just consider it a loan, Iâll return the money to you in the future.â
âHaha, sure! Use as much as you wish. Just remember to leave me a few more bottles in the future.â With a warm smile, Bai Lang exhibited his gentlemanly and generous side.
âAlright!â Decisively, Mo Yun accepted the deal. She did not show a trace of pride or superficial courtesy.
It wasnât like she had money. She seriously needed financial aid from others.
On the other hand, Bai Lang decided to play the Good Samaritan to the end. With a smirk, he suggested, âWhy not I give you a lift? Iâm going out shopping anyways.â
âYou mean it? You are taking me?â Mo Yun was pleasantly surprised.
âOf course! The weather is great for a casual drive anyways. Donât you think so?â
Mo Yun nodded her head vigorously as she exclaimed, âAh yes. it is!â
Having come to a consensus, the duo immediately decided to set the plan into action.
Within moments, the rumbling sound of a car engine started coming from outside.
Coincidentally, Hao Yansen walked down the stairs. Puzzled, he asked, âWho went out?â
âYoung Master,â Politely greeting him, Shang Shi then answered, âItâs Bai Lang. He went out with Miss Mo.â
âHuh? Mo Yun?â Hao Yansenâs forehead puckered, âWhy did they go out together?â
âMiss Mo needed to buy a few things. So, Bai Lang tagged along.â
âHmm? Since when did he have such a kind heart?â Instantly, he saw how outlandish the situation was. âWhich car did he use?â
The question sent Shan Shiâs eyes flying into attention and he bolted out to check.
Swiftly, he rushed back in, shouting at the top of his lungs, âYoung Master, this is bad! Bai Lang⦠he took your new car!â
Just a few days back, Hao Yansen acquired a new Veyron.
Owing to his recent leg injury, he never left the house. Hence, this extravagant purchase remained unused until now.
The outcome, however, was that the little rascal Bai Lang got to take advantage of it.
âAlsoâ¦â Shang Shi warily continued, his voice small and faltering, âHe seemed to have brought your black-gold card along.â
Hao Yansenâs eyes glared into the distance as his face flushed redder by the second.
So, this little rascal not only took my brand new car, but he also stole my card⦠and my woman?!
In that instant, the atmosphere around Hao Yansen grew ominous as though a storm was brewing.