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The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot novel Chapter 983

Summary for Chapter 983: The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot

Chapter summary: Chapter 983 from the book The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot by Qing Qian

Discover the most important events of Chapter 983, a chapter full of surprises in the acclaimed novel The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot. With the engaging writing of Qing Qian, this Romance masterpiece continues to thrill and captivate with every page.

Chapter 983: 755 meeting, log in to the main account [2 updates]

Another box popped up, followed by a big exclamation mark.

[The operation is irreversible, please confirm again.]

Ling Yu hesitated for a moment.

Although the Leaangle Family wouldn’t know the reason for the account suspension,

once the account is suspended, anyone who visits the account’s homepage will see this sentence—

The user has been suspended for fifteen days for violating W site rules.

With W site’s speed of dissemination, it would spread throughout the City of the World within ten minutes.

Isn’t this publicly disgracing the Leaangle Family?

Just then, a message popped up on the phone.

[Ning Ruo]: Bro, is it your shift today? Can you handle it?

Ling Yu relaxed his furrowed brows and replied.

[Don’t worry, everything is OK.]

The Leaangle Family won’t know it was him who suspended the account.

Besides, no one in the City of the World dares to oppose the Sage.

The Leaangle Family can only suffer silently, unable to voice their grievances.

Ling Yu looked up and clicked confirm again.

[The account has been successfully suspended!]

Seeing the words "suspended" appear after the Leaangle Family’s ID, Ling Yu finally began working on other matters.

While monitoring W site, he’s also responsible for managing the NOK forum.

Ling Yu glanced at the NOK forum, shaking his head.

Since the person who invaded their system two years ago, there hasn’t been any sight of them.

**

On the other side.

Leaangle Family.

Di Wu Yue returned under the blazing sun, utterly exhausted.

Ying Zijin was reading a book; hearing the sound, she turned her head and raised an eyebrow: "What’s going on?"

"Master, that red-haired tacky guy is simply not human." Di Wu Yue collapsed on the bed, "He pushed me to the limit. It was one thing to make predictions about major disasters—I’ll accept that."

"But he even asked me to predict which hair color would bring him luck the next day, is this what Sages do?"

Ying Zijin: "..."

She pulled out her phone, expressionless: "I’ll scold him."

[SY]: [Smile]

[Xiu]: ???

[SY]: [Smile]

[Xiu]: Don’t send this emoji, it’s creepy. Just tell me what’s going on.

[SY]: [Smile]

[Xiu]: ...

[Xiu]: Although I don’t know what happened, it must be my fault. I’ll go reflect on my actions and transfer you a billion, okay [aggrieved].

Ying Zijin put down her phone, nonchalantly: "Disciple, you did well. I just earned a billion using you, I’ll give you twenty million."

Di Wu Yue: "???"

"What did you predict?" Ying Zijin pressed a button, and a 3D projection map slowly unfolded in the room.

"Just natural disasters." Di Wu Yue said listlessly, "Very normal occurrences."

"Hmm, within this year, there won’t be any major disasters." Ying Zijin pointed at the map, "There will be two small tsunamis in O Continent, a 6.0 magnitude earthquake in Asia, and typhoons and tornadoes in M Continent."

While speaking, she marked spots: "The total estimated death toll is 183 people."

More people die in traffic accidents every year than in natural disasters.

Major disasters start at a level eight earthquake at least.

Di Wu Yue nodded: "Yes, that’s what I’ve predicted too."

"These are all the disasters with casualty occurrences this year." Ying Zijin pondered for a moment, frowning, "However, after this year, the future is muddled."

She marked a question mark on January 1, 2023.

"Master, you can’t predict it either?" Di Wu Yue was stunned, "I thought my abilities were lacking."

"Hmm, can’t see it for now." Ying Zijin’s voice was slow, "It could be an apocalypse-level catastrophe or a smooth path."

The unknown is actually the most terrifying.

She’ll have to wait until the end of the year when her strength recovers to predict again.

"Apocalypse-level?"

"Like when dinosaurs completely disappeared from Earth."

Di Wu Yue was startled: "N-no way, I-I haven’t scammed enough money yet."

"No need to worry about small disasters, worrying about big disasters won’t help," Ying Zijin put on a baseball cap, grabbed a bottle of iced fruit juice, "Let’s go."

"Where are we going, Master? I’m really tired."

"Taking you to meet a big shot who can extract gold."

Upon hearing this, Di Wu Yue sprang up, brimming with enthusiasm: "I’m coming."

**

"Alright, since there’s no money, I’ll sell you then." Xize nodded, smiling, "There’s an auction tonight, you said you can fortune tell, right?"

"The Fortune Teller profession is quite rare in the City of the World, if I market you a bit, it should fetch a lot of money."

Di Wu Yue: "!!!"

"Xize."

A cool voice sounded.

Xize turned his head: "Boss?"

Ying Zijin stood with arms crossed, looking at the two nearby: "What are you doing to my apprentice?"

The sentence made Xize pause: "Your apprentice?"

Ying Zijin came over, eyes cool: "She’s the youngest, no bullying allowed."

Xize reluctantly let go: "Boss, she’s the one who swindled my gold."

Di Wu Yue tearfully: "Master, he called me a third-class disability."

Ying Zijin looked at the Di Wu Yue, who was a head shorter than her, and fell slightly silent.

Then turned to look at Xize: "It’s just two pieces of gold, didn’t she also tell your fortune?"

"Boss, you’re biased towards girls."

"Yes."

"..."

"Alright then, little miss." Xize gave in, clapped his hands, "Here, this is my apology gift to you."

The steward understood immediately and brought over a tray of gold bars.

Di Wu Yue clanged them all into their bag, patted them, and tentatively asked: "Can I go into your room and chip off a piece of gold?"

"I see you’re—" Xize glanced at the girl’s face and promptly swallowed his words.

He gritted his teeth, voice squeezed out: "...Yes."

In the end, Di Wu Yue left with a big bag of gold, happily trailing after Ying Zijin back to the Leaangle Family.

When passing the study, Ying Zijin stopped: "Mom?"

Su Wen, frowning, was talking to the secretary.

Upon hearing the call, she lifted her head and smiled instantly: "Yaoyao’s back, it’s just about lunchtime, wait a bit and we’ll eat."

Ying Zijin signaled Di Wu Yue to return to the bedroom first and entered: "What’s the matter?"

"Miss, we don’t know why the Main House’s account has been banned." The secretary wiped sweat, "It can only log in, other functions are unusable."

Ying Zijin nodded: "Let me take a look."

The secretary immediately made way: "The madam guesses only the administrator can ban it."

Ying Zijin sat down and logged into her main account.

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