After I died, I became the white moonlight of the crazy villain.

Song Chenhao's face darkened instantly. He glared at Ge Zeyu and said, "Ge Zeyu, don't think that just because others care about your father's status, I will be afraid of you."

Ge Zeyu casually straightened his cuffs and said nonchalantly, "To deal with you, I don't need anyone else. Someone who has absolutely no knowledge of the stock market suddenly has such great luck. Do you think he won't be investigated?"

Upon hearing this, Song Chenhao's expression changed. He gritted his teeth, the veins on the back of his hand bulging, and squeezed out two words through his teeth, "I'll pick it up!"

I suspect the reason he was willing to back down was because once he was reported and investigated, he would have no way to make money in the short term.

Even with the best memory, he can't possibly remember all the changes in the stock market. If he misses this window of opportunity, it will be very difficult for him to obtain a lot of start-up capital again.

Watching him bend down to pick up the red banknotes, Ge Zeyu pulled me away from him and swaggered away.

The paper stained the sole of my shoe and was kicked up by the force of my walking, fluttering in front of Song Chenhao.

I saw him pause for a moment while picking up the money, and then look up at me with an even more gloomy gaze.

After this farce, given Song Chenhao's petty nature, he will definitely try every means to regain his face and sense of existence.

However, I'm not afraid of him.

After leaving the Xiang family's residence and getting into Ge Zeyu's car, he leaned back lazily in the back seat, muttering, "What terrible taste!"

Hearing his words, I felt a lump in my throat. I understood what he meant, but I still couldn't help but whisper a rebuttal, "I've already seen the error of my ways, why bring him up again?"

Ge Zeyu turned his head and gave an ambiguous "oh," then suddenly changed the subject and asked, "You and him have a secret!"

His tone was so certain that my heart skipped a beat. I instinctively turned to look at him, staring straight into his eyes as I retorted, "Where?"

"What you just said, what do you mean by me being injured and still risking my life for you?" His eyes were deep, drawing me in unconsciously, while at the same time, I felt a strange sense of tension.

"You actually believe what he said? He inexplicably became a stock market guru and behaves erratically. He's probably just arrogant and insane."

I made up a random excuse. Ge Zeyu neither said he believed me nor he didn't. He just looked away and changed the subject.

He told me that he had been hiring a private investigator to follow Song Chenhao recently, and they had already obtained evidence of Song Chenhao and Bian Jiahui handing over the bidding documents.

"However, what is strange is that he, a person who has never been involved in the stock market, was able to make millions of dollars in just thirty days."

I remained silent for a few seconds. Song Chenhao's actions were too abrupt, and coupled with the fact that he had made so much money in such a short time, they were bound to attract a lot of attention.

However, Song Chenhao doesn't have any real skills; he only possesses memories from his previous life. The stock market is ever-changing, and he won't go very far.

"The truth will out, and falsehood will become truth. Whether he is capable or not, whether he is a stock market guru or not, we will know in time."

Because I attended a banquet today, I didn't have time to go to Ge Zeyu's house to do my homework, so he took me home directly.

After saying goodbye, Song Chenhao's actions of using his memories from his previous life to make money reminded me of my previous life, when the value of real estate in Xicheng was expected to rise rapidly in the second half of the year.

My company and Su Jiayi's company are in dire need of funds to operate, and investing in real estate is currently the fastest way to make money besides stocks.

Thinking of this, as soon as I got home, I acted coquettishly with my mother, hugged her arm, and praised her everything from her makeup to her clothes that day.

My mom looked indulgent and gently flicked my nose. "You're such a grown-up, yet you still act like a child, saying all these sweet things. Are you short of money?"

I sat up straight, feigning dissatisfaction with a coquettish air. "I've only thought of one good way to make money. Last night I had a dream that the value of Yijingxi Garden in Xicheng would skyrocket in the second half of the year."

"I think this is the God of Wealth telling me how to make money. And even if I don't make money after buying this property, it's still a fixed asset, so I won't lose money."

My mom has always spoiled me. Although she didn't take what I said seriously, she couldn't resist my persistent pleading and still took out a bank card and handed it to me, only whispering some instructions.

"Don't tell your dad about this yet. He was already very angry about what happened last time. He said I spoiled you and let you spend money recklessly."

I nodded repeatedly in agreement, and assured everyone that I would not tell anyone before buying the house.

After getting the card, the next day happened to be Saturday. I originally wanted to ask Ge Zeyu to go see the apartment together, but he said he had something to do that day and asked me to go first.

I went to Yijingxi Garden alone, went directly to the sales office, and told them I wanted to buy their penthouse.

Every house in the Yijingxi Garden development will see a significant price increase in the second half of the year, because the leadership team will announce the establishment of a commercial district in the western part of the city.

The surrounding land prices will skyrocket, eventually reaching a point where countless people with money can't even find a house.

Since I was planning to invest, I was sure I would invest in the most valuable prime real estate. The salesperson was initially surprised when he heard me say that, but after verifying my funds, he was overjoyed and immediately took me to see the property.

I glanced at it briefly and decided to buy the penthouse and several villas around it. "I really like your houses. Besides the penthouse, I also want to buy these villas around it."

After I finished speaking, the salesperson looked at me as if I were a god of wealth.

"Okay, Ms. Jiang, let's go back to the rest area to sign the papers."

I was with the salesperson when we came out of the penthouse villa. The salesperson from the villa next door also came out with two other people. When we met, I was stunned for a moment and felt uneasy.

I just met them yesterday, and today I ran into Song Chenhao and Bian Jiahui here again.

"Wanwan, what are you doing here?" Bian Jiahui looked surprised, glanced at me, then turned to look at Song Chenhao beside her, and frowned as she said, "Didn't you say you wouldn't bother Ahao anymore? Why are you still following us?"

Hearing her words, I chuckled speechlessly and retorted sarcastically, "How come I didn't know that Yijingxi Garden had ever been owned by Bian? If you can come, why can't I?"

The salesperson next to me quickly explained that their chairman's surname was not Bian.

The sales pitch went perfectly, leaving Bian Jiahui momentarily embarrassed and looking somewhat awkward. "I didn't say this property was mine, I just thought it was too coincidental. After all, everyone has witnessed what you did before, Wanwan."

Not wanting to waste time arguing with them, I turned to the salesperson and said, "Where's the contract? I want to finalize it quickly."

The salesperson gestured for me to take a few steps, but Song Chenhao suddenly grabbed my arm and said in a commanding tone, "Jiang Wanying, you are not allowed to buy the penthouse."