Chapter 135: What Is He to Me?

I pouted and said nothing more.

What else could I say after he coaxed me like that? It was a statement straight out of a billionaire's playbook, complete with "money doesn't matter."

If money doesn't matter, what does? A human spends their entire life running around in a flurry of activity, all for the sake of money.

I turned out looking like a walking potato, neither pretty nor slender. If it weren't for the big eyes I inherited from my mother, I would literally look just like a tuber.

And isn't the root cause of that just because we didn't have money when I was little?

Yet, at that moment, I began to wonder: where on earth did Wangchuan get his money? And he was spending it like a filthy rich tycoon!

Though I had no idea where he acquired his funds, I knew for a fact that he was loaded.

I had discovered this back when we were still inside the Rift.

The food and daily supplies bought by the little kittens actually all came from the human realm, which definitely meant they had to be paid for.

When he was paying for our purchases just now, the cash he pulled out was the newest edition of Renminbi.

At that time, I had merely glanced at the takoyaki, felt a sudden craving, let out a tiny sigh, and stayed quiet.

He asked me if I wanted to eat some, but I hadn't dared to answer!

However, it was impossible to keep anything from him. Even though I thought I had acted nonchalant enough, he still bought it.

To be honest, I was terrified back then! I was worried he would pull out lumps of silver...!

Would it really be so out of character for an ancient being to pay with ancient silver ingots? I would have thanked the heavens above if he hadn't produced precious jewels instead.

To my utter surprise, the man took out paper currency, and it seemed he had stacks of it in his pocket. Judging by the shape, he even had bank cards.

He had never worried about money before, but I had no clue where he got it all. Did it fall from the sky? Did the little kittens steal and rob for it?

So, I beat around the bush and asked him, "Master, do you have a national ID card?"

"No," he answered briskly.

"Then the bank cards in your pocket... how did you get them?"

I pointed at that card-shaped object, guessing it must undoubtedly be a bank card.

How on earth do you get a bank card without an ID?

Reaching into his pocket, Wangchuan fished out a card. It was red, adorned with a paper-cut style puppy, looking extremely cute and artistic—truly a bank card.

"This?"

"Yes," I nodded, feeling quite like a feline Sherlock Holmes.

"Why aren't you asking me how that wolf manages to live in the human realm?"

"You mean Han Mingxuan? He definitely has an ID!" I had no doubts about this. "He said so last time, he even owns hotels and businesses! He lives in a villa, and he's basically a CEO of sorts! Do you even know what a CEO is? I don't really know either, but basically, they're super, super rich people, and those kinds of people are collectively called CEOs!"

Before I knew it, I was practically bragging on Han Mingxuan's behalf. If he were here right now, he would surely feel very proud.

Wangchuan smiled faintly. "How do you know I don't own a business?"

I chuckled, "A business and all that... you spend all day shut inside the Rift, what kind of business could you possibly have? Don't try to fool me!"

"I don't need to manage it anyway," he smiled again. "Never mind, as long as you know we aren't short on money, that's enough. Let's go, it really will be dark soon."

With that, he rose to his feet, carrying the bag of goods in one hand and taking my hand with the other.

I froze for a moment, suddenly feeling that his words actually held a grain of truth!

First, he wasn't short on money. Second, he never lied.

It suddenly clicked. Ah, perhaps he was like Han Mingxuan, some kind of investor.

Then he could just collect dividends and cash from that, right?

Besides, Han Mingxuan had the ability to pull strings and get an ID to pass in human society, so Wangchuan could certainly do the same, right? It was just that, judging by what he implied, it might not necessarily be under his own legal name.

Well, it looked like I had snagged myself a wealthy catch?!

Being led along by the hand, I suddenly felt deliriously happy!

Could I now consider myself a wealthy trophy wife? Buying street food without blinking an eye?!

Hahaha—when the time comes, I must definitely ask Wangchuan how much assets he has, just to see if I can crown myself some sort of CEO's wife!

Though the daydream only lasted a moment, I didn't expect to actually find any extravagant use for Wangchuan's money anyway.

I had the fate of a pet; I didn't need to worry about anything, he would handle it all.

Besides, most of our time was spent inside the Rift, and the moments we actually stepped foot in the human realm were few and far between.

Money was only useful as currency in the human realm anyway, so having too much of it was pointless.

In high spirits, I chattered away the entire walk, telling him all my memories associated with this city.

To be fair, I was already a woman in my twenties. Even though I looked a bit petite, I had never been one to sit still.

Right then, I was skipping and hopping right beside him. Perhaps out of sheer joy, I simply didn't know how to express my happiness!

We didn't take a vehicle; we walked instead. The distance wasn't far, so we treated it like a leisurely stroll.

I wanted to thank Wangchuan for freezing me at the age of twenty—something countless young women dreamed of, yet which only came true for me after I died.

My original wish had simply been to turn back into a human form and return to be with Xin'er.

Driven by that wish, I had taken step after step forward, pushed relentlessly by fate until there was no turning back, uncovering so many terrifying things.

Yet, in the end, I realized that even death had its good and bad sides. If I calculated it carefully, this death of mine was truly a stroke of immense good fortune.

At least I had gained Wangchuan, a man... so wonderfully indescribable.

Perhaps you could never encounter such a man in the human realm, but he was truly, uniquely special.

Primal and untamed, yet wrapped in unexpected tenderness.

I loved it!

Chatting and laughing all the way, we finally arrived at Han Mingxuan's house.

In the courtyard, Han Mingxuan and Xin'er were digging something up, seemingly playing in the dirt, with both of their hands completely blackened.

As I had mentioned before, Han Mingxuan lived in a villa, and the gates of such villas were always equipped with passcode locks or magnetic locks that required someone to open them.

Every time we entered before, either the gate was already open, or Han Mingxuan brought us in.

But this time, the gate was closed. Before I could even call out to Han Mingxuan in the yard, I saw Wangchuan reach out and push against the gate. With a distinct *snap* and the clear sound of an electrical current, the gate swung open.

I was led inside, completely dumbfounded.

Han Mingxuan noticed a stranger entering his home and immediately rose to his feet with heightened vigilance.

At that exact fraction of a second, I even saw a faint red light flashing over his body, and his pupils glowing slightly red.

It looked like... a deeply frightened, defensive stance.

But the instant he spotted me, he guessed who the visitor was, and a slightly bewitching smile bloomed across his face.

"So it is the Lord of the Realm. Forgive me for not welcoming you from afar, please come right in." With that, he dropped to one knee and bowed his head for a brief moment.

It wasn't quite kowtowing, but it was deeply respectful—an attitude completely different from how he usually treated me!

While I was still confused, I heard Wangchuan give a simple, "Mn."

Following that, he led me straight into the house. I stood there in a daze. This was way too... wasn't he going to show even a shred of politeness, acting as if this house actually belonged to someone else?

Han Mingxuan stood up behind us. I didn't quite catch the expression on his face, but the red glow around his body had vanished entirely.

"Older Sister..." Xin'er seemed to have noticed me earlier, but it took her a long while to process it before she finally called out from behind.

I turned around and saw Xin'er. It was a bit awkward; it wasn't that I didn't want to walk over to her, but Wangchuan was holding onto my hand and wouldn't let go. I had to wiggle my hand slightly to signal him to release me.

It took a noticeably long pause before he finally loosened his grip. Xin'er was probably still afraid of Wangchuan, but the moment I took a few steps forward, she lunged into my arms.

"Older Sister, where did you go?"

"For work... I've always been very busy," I said awkwardly, genuinely at a loss for how to keep up the deception.

She was now about the same height as me. Xin'er looked to be around fourteen or fifteen years old now. But she was only a child of ten—with spiritual energy this abundant, wouldn't she age prematurely?

I felt deeply worried, but could only ask about it later.

"I missed you so much," Xin'er rubbed her face against my shoulder.

Looking at Xin'er, I truly felt she was becoming more and more breathtaking.

A high bridge of the nose, big eyes, and skin so fair it seemed water could drip from it. Perhaps Han Mingxuan was right; being nourished by spiritual energy really did make a world of difference!

Even though Wangchuan also nourished me with his vital energy, I was already dead after all, incapable of further growth or transformation. Xin'er, however, had hit the jackpot with the timing.

Suddenly, a thought struck me—my death had been so worth it!

Xin'er raised her head, looking somewhat timidly past me at Wangchuan, who stood behind me like a massive, dark storm cloud, and asked, "Older Sister... who is... this person?"

I turned around and saw Wangchuan's expressionless face. It was clear he had no intention of introducing himself, leaving me in an awkward spot.

"He... he is... he's my..." I stammered, entirely at a loss for words.

What was I supposed to say? Was I supposed to tell Xin'er to her face that he was my master? How on earth was I supposed to explain what kind of "master" this was?

If I said he was my husband, would Xin'er blow a fuse? She had no idea I had gotten married...?!

What—what on earth should I say?!