My Dragon Baby and Billionaire Husband

Chapter 293: Mo Yinhe Gets Swindled Out of Ten Billion by Wu Bao! (Part 2)

Gu Shurong then slipped the ring phone off Ye Jingzhe’s slender middle finger and tried to put it on his own chubby one.

Unfortunately, it wouldn’t fit.

He managed to force it onto his little finger. After connecting the call, he deliberately coughed twice and put on a bossy tone.

"Hello? Hello? What do you want with your grandpa?"

When Mo Yinhe saw the call had connected, his expression had just begun to soften when he heard someone daring to claim to be his grandpa!

This deeply unsettled Mo Yinhe.

It reminded him of the vampire lord Chen Fengdu, who would always greet him with incessant "Grandpa this, Grandpa that" nonsense.

Mo Yinhe’s face turned ashen. Holding back the urge to hang up, he said in an icy tone that brooked no interruption, "Ye Jingzhe, I’ll give you one billion for the ’Soul of the Sea’ necklace you have."

"What? Really? Transfer the money first. Hold on, let me think of my bank account number."

Gu Shurong had memorized his bank account number perfectly. A string of numbers rolled effortlessly from his greasy little mouth.

"Got it? Transfer the money within three minutes, then we’ll talk!"

With that, Gu Shurong hung up.

His small hand holding chopsticks, he picked up the last piece of braised pork from the lunchbox, bit off half, and brought the other half to Ye Jingzhe’s mouth.

While smacking his lips, he said, "Boss, we share the meat, half for you, half for me. From now on, we’re brothers through thick and thin, okay!"

Ye Jingzhe wrinkled his small nose in disgust.

The remaining half of the meat was covered in Gu Shurong’s saliva, and Ye Jingzhe was always a stickler for cleanliness.

"Boss, if you don’t eat it, we’re not brothers anymore!"

"Then let’s not be."

Ye Jingzhe maintained a cold, Little Bingshan-like expression.

"What? Over half a piece of braised pork, Boss, you actually want to break ties with His Highness? Search the heavens and the earth, could you find a better brother than His Highness? I steal meat from home for you every day, you heartless little scumbag! You actually dare to abandon His Highness!"

Gu Shurong took a deep breath, conjuring up his emotions. The next second, he was ready to burst into loud wails!

Ye Jingzhe dreaded Gu Shurong’s crying, tantrums, and threats of suicide more than anything. Enduring his aversion, he opened his mouth. "Stop crying, I’ll eat it!"

At that moment, DING! A devilish notification tone sounded from Gu Shurong’s own phone: "Oh my gosh! Another day of striking it rich! Little Master, you’ve just received a small sum of one billion."

This devilish notification tone was set by Gu Shurong himself.

He spent his allowance very quickly and was always asking the Boss for spending money.

Whenever the Boss transferred his allowance to him, the arrival of the funds would be announced by that devilish tone from his phone.

It was always the same version.

Even if it was just thirty cents of allowance, it would sound like, "Oh my gosh! Another day of striking it rich! Little Master, you’ve just received a teeny sum of thirty cents."

This devilish notification tone used his own voice, cooing and cuddly like a warm steamed bun.

It made one want to take a bite just hearing it.

So, Gu Shurong was long accustomed to the tone and wasn’t surprised.

Until...

"Whaaat? Did I hear that right? One billion?"

Gu Shurong suspected he was hearing things. He immediately opened his mobile banking app to check the amount.

"One zero, two zeros, three zeros, four zeros, five zeros, six zeros, seven zeros, eight zeros, nine zeros!!!!!!!!"

"Boss, didn’t you say it was a scam call?"

"Emma, His Highness has struck it rich, struck it rich!"

Just then, the phone rang again.

Ye Jingzhe said, "This person wants to buy my ’Soul of the Sea’ and is now generously giving money merely to express his sincerity in purchasing. If you can’t produce the necklace, he’ll want his money back later. Let’s see how you clean up this mess."

After finishing the braised pork, Ye Jingzhe, with reserved elegance, took out a small handkerchief and wiped a few specks of oil from his lips. He then reached out to wipe the oil from all over Gu Shurong’s mouth. He was meticulous and careful, leaving no trace of his actions as he methodically lectured young Gu.

"What the heck? Block him! Now that His Highness has the money, of course I should block his number. That’s what fraudsters do. His Highness is just giving him a taste of his own medicine!"

Gu Shurong was a man of action. The next second, he had blacklisted Mo Yinhe’s phone number.

Mo Yinhe, who had just shelled out one billion to express his sincere interest in the purchase: ".........."

Fengjue stood nearby, feeling the pressure in the office become so heavy it was as if dark clouds were crushing the city. The air grew so cold it seemed to have stopped circulating.

Fengjue didn’t even dare to breathe too loudly.

He feared that His Excellency, who had just been scammed out of one billion, would redirect his towering fury and vent it on him.

Tiptoeing with the lightest of steps, Fengjue stealthily slipped out of the office, not forgetting to send a WeChat message to Si Mingjing.

Fengjue: "Crown Princess Consort, it’s an emergency! His Excellency was just scammed out of one billion. Only you can soothe his monumental rage now."

Seeing Fengjue’s WeChat message, Si Mingjing was puzzled. "What’s going on?"

Fengjue didn’t dare disclose the details, only saying, "Emergency! I will be grateful to you for the rest of my life!"

It seems he has his reasons for not speaking plainly, Si Mingjing thought. She didn’t press further and said understandingly, "What do you need me to do?"

Fengjue: "Crown Princess Consort, you can do anything, because no matter what you do, His Excellency’s mood will improve. For instance, you could strike up a conversation with him, or send him a message saying you miss him..."

Si Mingjing stared at Fengjue’s message. She suspected Fengjue and Mo Yinhe had set her up, trying to trick her into messaging Mo Yinhe first. After all, she truly didn’t believe anyone could scam money from Mo Yinhe!

Si Mingjing was in a good mood today and decided to play along.

She actually sent Mo Yinhe a WeChat message:

"Mo Yinhe, are you busy?"

Almost instantly, Mo Yinhe replied, "Not busy. What’s up?"

Mo Yinhe assumed Si Mingjing needed him for something, as she had never initiated contact via WeChat without a reason. Therefore, suppressing his annoyance from being scammed out of one billion, he immediately started a video call. The moment the call connected, his previously ashen face visibly softened.

Observing Mo Yinhe’s expression through the video call, Si Mingjing thought, Fengjue was definitely tricking me!

"What happened?" Mo Yinhe’s voice was magnetically deep, gentle, and affectionate.

Si Mingjing thought, He’s acting! Teaming up with Fengjue to make me take the initiative to please him? Don’t think I don’t know!

"Nothing, it’s just..." She paused. I missed you, she thought, then continued, "I realize I’ve never visited your undersea Royal Palace. I’ve heard it’s beautiful, and I’d like to see it."

Mo Yinhe said, "I’ll send someone to bring you here."

"Okay, then I’ll see you later."