The Mind-Read Heiress: From Impostor to Family Favorite-Chapter 87 - 86 Need We Not Keep Promises of the Past

Chapter 87: Chapter 86: Need We Not Keep Promises of the Past?

Chapter 87 -86: Need We Not Keep Promises of the Past?

“Ms. Wenyan, what makes you think that way? You don’t mean to say you think I’m jealous because he knows how to get money from the old man?”

“…” Wenyan shook her head, “You said that yourself.”

“Of course not! Do you believe I can pull in an investment from the old man right now?”

Wenyan blinked, “I don’t. Unless you go find Dad right now.”

“……” Jinghe squinted his eyes, “I’ve discovered you’re watching the show. You’re just provoking me to go talk to the old man, aren’t you?”

Wenyan pursed her lips, trying to hold back her laughter and shook her head, “Not at all.”

[Hahaha, the immature and proud yet somewhat adorable Jinghe, so it’s because of jealousy.]

Jinghe gave Wenyan a blank look, “I just can’t stand his temper. Do you like that about him?”

How could Wenyan answer that? She had no memories left.

Wenyan shook her head, “I don’t know. It seems we haven’t had much chance to interact. But I think he’s pretty good to Mom, the same as you.

“Look at how you usually are, so arrogant. You ignore Dad and Big Brother, you were even cold towards me at first, but you’re very affectionate with Mom.

“Actually, Mom really hopes our family can get along happily, just like other normal, warm families.”

Jinghe tugged at the corner of his mouth, “But the Shen Family isn’t like any ordinary family. How old were you when you came to the Shen Family? A teenager, right?”

“Yeah, eleven.”

“That’s right, by then Grandpa had already passed away. Before that, the Shen Family was very oppressive, nothing like it is now.”

No sooner had Jinghe finished speaking than Wenyan’s cellphone rang.

She glanced at the caller ID, somewhat surprised.

“Who’s calling me at this hour?”

“Who is it?”

“A producer, talking about work.”

“Then take it. It’s normal for them to be working at this time.” Jinghe thought for a moment and then added, “If you don’t mind, you can take the call here. I can give you some advice.”

“Should I put it on speaker?”

“Yeah.”

Wenyan then switched her phone to speaker mode.

Turned out, it was a producer and director inviting her to participate in a reality survival show.

But, with a signal from Jinghe, Wenyan didn’t agree immediately and asked the other party to give her a night to think it over.

After the call ended, Jinghe started to help Wenyan analyze the situation.

“First off, this is a wilderness survival challenge, a sort of outdoor reality show, different from other indoor shows. You might face some harsh living conditions, where clothing, food, shelter, and transportation are all challenging. Can you endure such hardships?”

“I can!” Wenyan’s eyes shone brightly.

Truth be told, she was quite interested in such reality shows, feeling they were more thrilling than others.

The key point was, she now needed exposure, needed income, and this was a job opportunity coming to her doorstep—it was a no-brainer to take it.

Yet, Jinghe looked at her with a skeptical expression, “Are you that sure?”

“Yes,” Wenyan nodded again, “Didn’t I also shoot ‘Lost Voice’ in the mountains last time? I’m not afraid of hardship.”

Jinghe also nodded, “Then go for it.”

“Huh?” Wenyan was confused, “Is your advice always this decisive? You only started with ‘first off’, where’s the rest?”

“It’s not that there isn’t a rest. But I wouldn’t advise it.”

“Oh? I’m all ears.”

“To make a splash in such a reality show, you need to establish a persona that captures people’s attention. But creating the wrong persona can easily backfire.”

“Then I won’t create one! Just avoiding doing anything people would dislike should be enough, right?”

“You’re not wrong there.”

“Is there any other advice?”

“Yes, be careful when signing the contract, and don’t get taken advantage of.”

“Don’t worry about that! I’ll read every word very carefully. So, should I call the producer back now? I’m afraid if it’s too late, the opportunity will slip away.”

After securing the reality TV show, Wenyan went back to her room.

Just as she had tied up her hair into a bun and was about to wash up, the door was suddenly knocked on with a loud bang.

Wenyan was somewhat puzzled.

She had been living in the Shen Family villa for so long, and so far, no one had ever knocked on her door like this.

Could it be that something serious had happened?

She hurried over to the door in three quick steps, eager to open it.

To her surprise, standing before her was Shen Jingchuan.

“Hi…” Wenyan raised her hand to greet Shen Jingchuan, “Good evening, Fourth Brother.”

Her inner thoughts immediately sprang to life.

[I was scared to death; wasn’t he gone? When did he come back? Didn’t he drive that incredibly loud car? How come I didn’t hear anything?]

“!!!” Shen Jingchuan, with a cold expression, suddenly widened his eyes.

!!! What happened? What did he hear?

Could it be that the chaotic gods he prayed to on that small island before returning to the country had revealed themselves?

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Because his plane had to make an emergency landing on that island, he was stranded there for about ten days.

Every single day of his stay, he was extremely bored!

He slept a lot during the first few days, but eventually, the headaches from too much sleep got him up to explore the island.

As he roamed, he discovered that the locals worshipped many gods and even told him their gods were very responsive.

Back then, thinking about his empty pockets and the urgent need for money, he made a wish to the local gods that he would have good fortune and get enough money after returning home.

The local Divine Protector did some calculations and told him that after returning home, he would encounter a serendipitous event that would bring him a large sum of wealth, making his wishes come true!

Moreover, the locals spoke a foreign language; they said ‘she’.

So, Wenyan standing before him must be the serendipitous encounter he was meant to have after returning home, right?

Shen Jingchuan looked at Wenyan, the corners of his thin lips curling into a subtle smile, causing a discordant crack in his otherwise cold and handsome facade.

“Wenyan, long time no see.”

“Long time no see.” However, we just brushed past each other twice today in a rush.

But his micro-expression scared Wenyan a bit. Although he really was very handsome, the way he stared at her and that weird smile were quite unsettling.

Wenyan forced a smile, “Fourth Brother, did you come to see me for something?”

“Yes! I want to borrow ten million from you.”

“Ah?” Wenyan thought she had misheard, “Borrow, borrow ten million from me? But I don’t have that much.”

[Why is he hitting me up for money as soon as he starts talking, and it’s ten million, no less? Are we that close?]

“……” Shen Jingchuan’s face changed slightly, “You don’t want to lend it to me?”

“…The key is I don’t have that much either.”

“You don’t have ten million?”

“Right, and neither do you, right? If you did, you probably wouldn’t be asking to borrow from me.”

“……” Shen Jingchuan found himself at a loss for words.

Immediately after, disappointment filled his eyes.

He stared at Wenyan for several seconds, and a flash of hurt flickered through his eyes.

“Wenyan, is it because it was a promise from the past that it doesn’t have to be kept now?”

“What?” Wenyan was utterly confused.

What promise from the past? She didn’t understand a word of it.

“Fine, I get it now. I won’t come to humiliate myself again.”