Chapter 6 Pocket Money
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After finishing the meal, Bai Kexin returned to her room and picked up the bank card, feeling somewhat lost. The Shen family was different from the Bai family—after just one day together, she could genuinely sense the difference. It was an unprecedented feeling of warmth...
Suddenly, there was a knock at the door: Tap tap—
"Come in," Bai Kexin said, and the person outside pushed the door open.
It was Shen Zefan.
"Little Sister, are you settling in okay at home?" Shen Zefan knew his sister wasn’t yet used to addressing them properly and that she needed time to adjust. He wasn’t in a hurry—one day, she would believe them.
"It’s fine. Nothing too unfamiliar," Bai Kexin replied. There was a slight discomfort, but that was mostly due to the princess-style bed. Everything else was great.
Shen Zefan chuckled, his deep, slightly hoarse voice incredibly pleasant. "I know you still have doubts. If you don’t believe it yet, you can take my hair for a DNA test. Siblings share genetic sequences..."
Shen Zefan had received word that someone had taken their mother’s hair for a paternity test. At this point, it was obvious—it had to be Bai Kexin. She still didn’t fully believe she was the Shen family’s daughter.
The way the Bai family had ruthlessly cast her out had clearly left its mark.
"No need, I—"
"My friend works at the testing center. At noon, he told me someone had submitted your and Mom’s hair for a test. I figured you still had doubts, so I came to give you another layer of assurance." Shen Zefan had taken an immediate liking to this sister—she looked like a Shen. If she had concerns, he would help clear them.
Bai Kexin’s heart sank. As expected of the children of Yuzhou’s richest family—nothing escapes their notice. It almost felt like she was being watched.
"But don’t misunderstand—my friend just happened to be on duty today and saw it, so he told me. I wasn’t deliberately tracking your actions," Shen Zefan quickly explained. "I know you have doubts, and I want to help you resolve them so you can truly integrate with us. We’ve all been waiting for you to come home."
"I’m sorry for acting on my own. It’s not that I don’t trust you. It’s just... I have nothing to offer. What benefit could you possibly gain from me? I just wanted to reassure myself," Bai Kexin explained patiently.
She realized that among people her age, only Shen Zefan had this kind of maturity. Since he had come to her directly, there was no point hiding anything.
Shen Zefan understood her reasoning. "I know. That’s exactly why I came—to give you that extra reassurance." He plucked two strands of his own hair and handed them to her.
"If you’re not ready to call us family yet, that’s fine. Once the results come out and prove we’re related, whether you want to or not is entirely up to you, okay?" His tone was so indulgent that Bai Kexin was momentarily stunned.
If anyone else had spoken to her like that, she would’ve punched them ages ago. But with Shen Zefan... she kind of liked it. There was even an inexplicable longing—what was this feeling? She couldn’t explain it.
"Okay, I understand. Thank you." Bai Kexin nodded obediently, looking rather adorable.
Unable to resist, Shen Zefan reached out and ruffled her hair. So soft. Little Sister really is the cutest in the world.
Bai Kexin was speechless. What’s with this guy? He’s patted my head twice in one day!
"If you keep doing that, I’ll go bald," she couldn’t help but complain.
"Don’t worry, you won’t," Shen Zefan said, amused by her pout. Even if she did go bald, he could just get her a hair transplant. No big deal.
Bai Kexin: "..." That’s not the point.
"Alright, it’s been a long day. Get some rest," Shen Zefan said gently.
"Mm." Bai Kexin seemed much more relaxed than when she first arrived. She nodded vigorously and moved to close the door—but Shen Zefan suddenly remembered something.
"Oh, right. Did you check the money we brothers transferred to your card?"
Bai Kexin: "???"
Shen Zefan sighed. This girl really still sees herself as an outsider.
He took the bank card from her and asked, "Mind if I use your phone for a second?"
Bai Kexin raised an eyebrow but handed it over without a word. Shen Zefan quickly linked the card to her mobile banking app so she could check the balance anytime. If she ran out, she could just ask her brothers for more.
"Spend the money in there first. It’s just this month’s allowance. If it’s not enough, tell me, and I’ll transfer more," Shen Zefan said magnanimously.
Bai Kexin thought, D*mn, rich people are something else! Allowance can just be topped up like this?
But then again, Shen Zefan was the CEO of Shengshi Group. Being loaded was basically his default setting.
"Okay," she nodded.
"By the way, your phone is really smooth—way better than my new one," Shen Zefan remarked, trying to keep the conversation going. He wanted to talk more with his sister, to learn more about her.
But it was true—Bai Kexin’s phone was smoother than his, even though his had cost over 300,000.
"This phone was developed by a friend of mine. It hasn’t officially launched yet. When the new model comes out, I’ll have them set one aside for you," Bai Kexin said smoothly.
If Shen Zefan took an interest in something, it had to be good. Free publicity from him wouldn’t hurt.
"Great, I’ll be waiting," Shen Zefan agreed immediately.
He’d be the first to receive a gift from his sister—that alone was worth bragging about!
With that, he finally left.
Once he was gone, Bai Kexin opened her banking app in confusion. Just how much did they give me that they think it’s not enough?!
The balance read: 160,000,000.00
160 million?!
This is a monthly allowance?
Are they insane, or am I?
How much would I have to splurge to spend this much in a month?!
But something seemed off. She checked the transfer records:
Xiao Qing’er: 20 million
Shen Yanting: 20 million
Shen Zefan & Shen Zhehan: 50 million each
Shen Chenrui & Shen Xiaojie: 10 million each
Ding— A new transfer notification popped up:
Shen Xiaoming has transferred 20,000,000 to you.
Now it was 180 million...
Even rich people don’t throw money around like this!
The Bai family had only given her 100,000 a month—how many times more is this?!
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