Chapter 320: Wu Yue Discovers Shen Que is Super Rich

Chapter 320 Wu Yue Discovers Shen Que Is Filthy Rich

Not to mention later when he almost died, his last wish was to give this mining land to Wu Yue, so she'd remember him.

If it weren’t for his relationship with Wu Yue, he would rather let this land rot in his hands for a lifetime than give it to anyone.

Wu Yue’s sister—Shen Que would never refuse to help.

But he wanted Wu Yue to come to him herself. He also needed Wu Yue to be the one to define their intimate relationship, rather than him always giving in or chasing after her. In this relationship, he needed more security too.

Wu Yue was too strong, and the forces behind her were just as powerful.

Even Shen Que felt immense pressure.

....

"Wu Xiuli: Here’s what you asked for. See for yourself."

"Wu Xiuli is sending you a file. Downloading file..."

Wu Yue opened the attachment, and the more she read, the deeper her frown became.

Li Yiran, the eldest son of the Li conglomerate and the future heir of the Li family.

His appearance was decent, but his dating history was downright embarrassing.

All sorts of sex scandals—enough to make you sick.

Due to his status as the heir of a conglomerate, he had always been well-protected. His operations were guarded by professionals, and there were no publicly available combat-related data on him.

Wu Yue gritted her teeth. "This sleazebag dares to covet my sister?"

At the same time, she received a message from Jiang Huaizhi:

"Jiang Huaizhi: Shen Que won’t even talk to me. Don’t worry, we’ll figure something out."

Wu Yue saw red instantly upon reading the message. Won't even talk? What does that even mean?!

She slammed the door open, her footsteps echoing loudly in the empty hallway.

Before she could reach Shen Que’s door, he opened it himself.

Wu Yue snapped, "Why won’t you talk to my brother?"

Shen Que blinked, seeing how angry she was, and immediately put on his innocent act.

"I didn’t refuse to talk to your brother. I just told him to have you come talk to me instead."

Wu Yue glared at him. "What do you want me to talk about? Are you pulling your crap again?"

Shen Que gave her puppy-dog eyes. "No, I just feel this mining land has special meaning for us, so I don’t want to give it away as part of some transaction.

You know, back then, I was about to die, and you saved me.

And we were trapped together in that disaster zone. I think I was already gone for you even then."

Some of Wu Yue's anger drained away. She looked at his expression. "You’re just faking."

Shen Que made a tentative grab for her. "I’m not."

He unlocked his communicator and handed it to her. "Help yourself to anything. I’ve been wanting to spoil you, but I realized you already have everything."

The team covers your food, clothes, shelter, and travel, the Daoist sect keeps sending you cultivation materials, and now even the Jiang family has equipped you with advanced weaponry. I honestly can't think of anything left to give you.

And you never ask me for anything—it really makes me feel insecure."

Shen Que leaned in eagerly, "Why don’t you check my call logs? Or my chat history?"

Wu Yue pushed him away, "Scram."

Who cares about that? A relationship runs on trust—without it, checking anything is pointless.

Wu Yue scrolled through Shen Que’s account, only to find it seemingly endless!

Who knew this guy was stupid rich, way, way, way richer than she ever imagined?!

She had always assumed Shen Que was some poor little sad sack—bullied in the royal court, exploited in the team, having everything snatched away, working odd jobs just to keep the team afloat, doing all the grunt work himself, flat broke with not a penny to his name—probably even poorer than she was back when she soloed dungeons.

She had even secretly considered helping him out financially.

But then she thought, spending money on a man is a curse, bringing a lifetime of bad luck—and if she actually gave Shen Que money, he’d probably blow up at her.

Turns out, he was loaded!

Filthy rich!

Rolling in it!

Wu Yue stared at him in disbelief, as if looking at the God of Wealth,

"How are you this rich?"

Shen Que looked puzzled, "Did you forget? When my parents’ ashes were returned, my Prince’s account was restored.

The Secretary-General and Chairman Jiang helped me reclaim the wealth the royal court had stolen from my parents over the years, plus what was rightfully mine—even the Squire family’s swindled share. Honestly, I didn’t expect to recover this much.

Of course, they handled it cleverly—other victims got compensated too.

And you know what? That bastard Vlad actually worked hard all these years—he embezzled a fortune."

Wu Yue, "..."

Nobody warned her this account was a goldmine!

Who knew the real score was the ashes swap? The diversion at the frontline actually netted this much cash!

A starved camel is still bigger than a horse—no wonder Vlad was so furious, grinding for 15 years just to get wiped out overnight.

All that hustle—poof, gone, straight into Shen Que’s pockets.

No wonder he had a meltdown! Even his coffin money got seized!

Wu Yue, "Why didn’t you tell me you were this rich?"

She’d been stressing he’d starve!

Shen Que, "...Back then, you’d agonize over firing a single missile, even considering picking through bandit ashes to flip. Now, ever since the ancient castle dungeon, you’ve been splashing cash everywhere you go.

For the team, liquid assets aren’t the priority—weapons and resources are what really matter. A lot of what the team has can’t even be bought with money.

I wasn’t sure how much the Jiang family gave you. When they offered you all those shares, I thought if you looked down on my little fortune, I’d die of humiliation."

Cash flow, cash flow—what the Jiang family needs right now is a massive cash flow!!

Wu Yue took a deep breath and started going through Shen Que's account again.

This amount...

This amount??

This is far from just "this amount"!!

Uncle Zhou and her uncle practically stripped the royal court bare—basically, most of the royal treasury is probably right here!!

So many zeros... How much is this worth? Tens, hundreds, thousands, ten-thousands...

Wu Yue looked up at Shen Que with a flattering grin, "Hehe."

Shen Que, "..." To be honest, it had been a while since he last saw Wu Yue act like this toward him.

It felt like a breath of fresh air, making him stand taller.

Wu Yue smiled sweetly and planted a kiss on Shen Que, "Your Highness, time to share some of that wealth~"

Shen Que directly registered Wu Yue's fingerprint and iris into his system, "You have full access. Take as much as you want. Part of the reason the Jiang family became a target was because they helped me."

Shen Que's gaze shifted as he watched Wu Yue seriously contacting Jiang Huaizhi to calculate the cash flow.

He casually pulled her into his room and had her sit on the sofa,

"Take your time, no rush."

They had all night.