Special Agent Rebirth: The Omnipotent Goddess of Quick Transmigration-Chapter 142 - 141 Best Substitute (3) - One more update

"Shaohua, are you looking at the stock market?" In the dormitory, the boss looked at the red and green numbers on Ye Shaohua’s computer, "Didn’t you say before that stocks are too risky?"

"I’m giving it a try, what if I become rich overnight?" Ye Shaohua poured herself a glass of water.

Hearing this, the boss’s expression stiffened for a moment, then she patted Ye Shaohua’s shoulder, "Have you raised the money? I’ll go with you after work tomorrow to see your aunt."

The image of picking up Ye Shaohua at the station that day, her disheveled appearance, was still deeply etched in the boss’s mind.

"Money?" Ye Shaohua spoke calmly, "I’ve borrowed it, don’t worry."

Seeing her so composed, the dormitory boss opened her mouth to ask something, but ultimately felt it was Ye Shaohua’s private matter and refrained from asking.

It seemed strange though, how had an undergraduate student managed to raise such a large sum of money?

In the end, she recommended a few stocks to Ye Shaohua, who also let her buy two rising stocks.

The dormitory boss didn’t pay much attention but didn’t want to shatter Ye Shaohua’s confidence either, so she symbolically bought some, reasoning that she couldn’t lose much anyway.

Her family’s circumstances weren’t comparable to those of the Imperial City’s rich clans, but were more than adequate compared to others.

Ye Shaohua quit all those messy jobs, only keeping the internship at the company.

Considering Ye Shaohua’s situation, the boss decided not to bring fruit for Ye’s mother, instead, somewhat tackily, she brought cash.

"You two eat, it’s all fresh fruit." Ye’s mother lay on the hospital bed; perhaps she had struggled too hard in the first half of her life, and now, before even reaching her fifties, she looked frighteningly aged.

After sending the boss off, when Ye Shaohua returned, she saw her mother’s worried gaze, "Shaohua, don’t keep buying such expensive fruit from now on, I don’t like it. Buy yourself some decent clothes instead."

Ye’s mother knew all too well that her daughter had not had much spare money over the years, and she wasn’t aware how much her surgery had actually cost, but even a single day’s stay in the hospital was incredibly expensive.

Looking at the whitened denim jeans Ye Shaohua wore, she turned her head away, suppressing the tears welling up in her eyes.

"Mom, you rest and get well, I’ll come to see you every day. Oh, I’ve hired a caregiver for you, so when I’m at work during the day, if you need anything, have the caregiver stay with you. You take good care of your wound," Ye Shaohua said as she cut an apple into small pieces and fed them to her mother.

"What are you doing wasting so much, I can manage on my own!" Upon hearing Ye Shaohua’s words, her mother muttered, worrying whether it was too late to cancel the caregiver without incurring a penalty fee.

She knew that the old lady in the next bed was paying five hundred yuan a day for a caregiver.

"Mom, you know I study finance. I joined an investment company some days ago and have been making quite a bit of commission trading stocks for others. You’ve had a hard life, and it’s time you enjoyed yourself." As she spoke, Ye Shaohua handed a bank card to her mother, "Here’s twenty thousand yuan for you to use for now. If those uncles try to borrow money from you again, just tell me."

The Ye Family had a whole lot of troublesome affairs. After Ye’s father died in a car accident, her mother brought Ye Shaohua to the Imperial City to strive for a living.

The Ye Family, like leeches, pestered them non-stop upon learning that Ye’s mother was in the Imperial City.

The day Ye Shaohua was wearing the clothes from her original life was when her original second uncle came to ask for money and happened to run into Pu Zhehan, who, upon seeing that Ye Shaohua had such wealthy friends, shamelessly approached him for money.

As a result, Pu Zhehan and his peers looked down on her even more.

Ye’s mother, after watching Ye Shaohua leave, finally rubbed her sore red eyes.

The old lady in the next bed looked at Ye’s mother enviously, "Xiaoye is truly respectful. It’s been more than ten days since I was admitted, and those I raised haven’t come to see me once. Not like Xiaoye, who even helps you bathe without any disdain. There aren’t many young people like Xiaoye nowadays."

Hearing this, Ye’s mother felt incredibly proud. In the past, so many people in her family thought she was weighed down by a ’bad bargain’, but now she was no longer afraid to face those relatives.

Her daughter was both outstanding and dutiful, a blessing they could not attain in eight lifetimes.

She’d lived cautiously for most of her life, and today, for the first time, a hint of pride gleamed on her face.

After leaving the hospital, Ye Shaohua didn’t go elsewhere but made a phone call to Liao Yizhou. Once she had his location, she went to find him.

Liao Yizhou was at the bar again today.

He had drunk quite a bit when Ye Shaohua saw him, but his gaze was still clear.

As soon as she entered the private room, Liao Yizhou looked over at her. There was a profoundness in his red eyes. He had looked at her original self with the same gaze, yet Ye Shaohua could tell that he was seeing someone else through her face.

Upon seeing Ye Shaohua, Liao Yizhou’s friends exchanged teasing glances.

Their looks were somewhat mocking, "So it’s Lady Ye."

Their voices tinged with a hint of sarcasm.

"Come over and sit." Liao Yizhou gestured to her, the dim lighting making Ye Shaohua’s face bear some resemblance to that person.

The air was filled with the scent of smoke and alcohol, the smells Ye Shaohua hated the most.

She shook her head, "Yizhou, I came to see you today about that two hundred thousand..."

Hearing her mention money, Liao Yizhou scoffed, but that was all it was, a mere resemblance. The two were worlds apart.

There was an inevitable hint of worldliness about Ye Shaohua, and Liao Yizhou thought about the short time they had spent together. Back then, what she talked about most was money.

He had only recently realized that she had some insight in finance and had even taken her out a few times. It seemed he had really started treating her like Yijun.

He must be mad, how could he think that someone like her was similar to her?

These two were clearly as different as mountains and seas.

"Did you spend all that two hundred thousand?" Perhaps the extra alcohol made Liao Yizhou’s voice much heavier than usual, "I never thought you could spend money so fast. Tell me, how much do you need this time?"