Rebirth Counterattack with Space

Cell phone charges apply to both incoming and outgoing calls, though they were all paid for with money provided by Baili Chengye. Still, Qi Xinrou felt the sting. Wouldn’t it be better to save those funds for something else? And who would waste their money listening to an old woman go on and on, lecturing without end?

Anyway, the call she was making right now wasn’t from her phone, so Qi Xinrou casually placed it back where it belonged.

The phone vibrated incessantly, its annoying ringing so penetrating that even burying her head under the covers didn’t help. Finally, she gave in, reluctantly got up, half made-up, and then the thought struck her—if Baili Chengye’s mother couldn’t reach him, she might call her instead. Qi Xinrou quickly grabbed her phone and turned it off.

Before leaving, Qi Xinrou remembered she hadn’t been home in several days. Since she had already skipped her morning class and had no classes in the afternoon, and since she had just received twenty thousand yuan from Baili Chengye yesterday, she decided to do some shopping at the department store. She would buy a couple of dresses, that white gold necklace she had been eyeing for a long time, and maybe pick up a small gold jewelry piece for her mother—something that would likely keep her happy for a few days.

Before stepping out, Qi Xinrou didn’t forget to leave a note on the table for Baili Chengye to let him know she’d be staying at home that night, then she grabbed her purse and headed straight out to hail a taxi.

That morning, while still attending classes at school, Baili Chengye realized he had left his phone behind, but he didn’t think much of it. Once class was dismissed, he thought about the thirty thousand yuan he had withdrawn some days ago; having spent some, he gave the remaining entirety of twenty thousand to Qi Xinrou the night before. Now he only had less than two thousand yuan on him. So, he decided to withdraw several tens of thousands from a bank for miscellaneous expenses. 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺

In truth, Baili Chengye wasn’t a big spender himself. His daily necessities, clothes, footwear, etc., were all well-handled by his family. He was quite self-disciplined, not like other wealthy offspring who liked to call on friends for dining and frequenting entertainment venues.

Most of his monthly allowance was spent on his girlfriend, Qi Xinrou, and the flat near the school was their secret love nest.

Girl’s clothes and jewelry cost money, so for Qi Xinrou to spend fifty to sixty thousand yuan a month was quite normal.

But Baili Chengye didn’t see anything wrong with Qi Xinrou’s spending habits. In his family, his mother, Cheng Ping, was even more extravagant. Sometimes she could spend hundreds of thousands in a month, so he actually thought Qi Xinrou was quite frugal.

The bank was not busy at noon, and with his gold VIP card, Baili Chengye entered the VIP room. Sitting at the teller counter, he handed over his card and said, "Withdraw thirty thousand yuan."

"Certainly, please wait for a moment," the bank teller replied cheerfully. Baili Chengye was a regular, and the VIP teller was quite familiar with him.

Baili Chengye nodded politely, relaxing back in his chair,

As the card was swiped through the machine, the VIP bank teller paused, took a second look, and then returned the card, "Sir, your account has been frozen and we cannot proceed with the withdrawal. Please use another card."

"My account frozen? Impossible," Baili Chengye’s expression changed. Suddenly he remembered the financial crisis his family’s company had faced years ago, and how they had fallen from heaven to rock bottom overnight.

Could there be trouble with the company again?

That couldn’t be, his expression shifting, especially since they had just taken over such a large portion of the Zhao Family’s enterprise...

His demeanor darkened, and he reached for his phone out of instinct, only to remember that he hadn’t brought it. He straightened up, pulled out his wallet without a word, and handed another card to the teller.

"I’m sorry, this card is also frozen," the teller tried the card before handing back both cards with a sympathetic look. She guessed that something must have gone wrong with the business of this young Master Baili, a scenario all too familiar to her.

It’s a shame, and she wondered whether his enterprise could survive this crisis. If not, she suspected she wouldn’t be seeing this customer around much longer. As the saying goes, "It’s easy to go from frugality to extravagance, but hard to return," would he be able to cope with suddenly falling from riches to rags?

Baili Chengye stuffed the gold cards back into his wallet in disarray and exited the VIP room. He immediately tried all other bank cards in the ATM machine, only to find that without exception, all accounts were frozen.

He left the bank and hurried to the flat near his school, needing to make a call to find out what exactly had happened.

As soon as he arrived at the apartment, he dashed into the bedroom without even taking off his shoes and grabbed the phone from the bedside table. The sight of over thirty missed calls, from either his home landline or his mother’s mobile number, drained the color from his face.

He chose to call home, but the landline only returned a busy tone, "beep beep, beep beep." After trying his father’s phone and finding it turned off, he was stunned for a moment before finally dialing his mother’s mobile number. His mother picked up immediately, crying, "Chengye, I’ve called you so many times. Why haven’t you been answering my calls?"

"Mom, don’t start crying. Just tell me, is there a problem with the company? Where’s Dad? Why would he turn off his phone for no reason, and why can’t I get through to the home phone?"

"There’s trouble at the company. This morning your father’s secretary called to say the police took Dad away from the company. I’ve been trying to call you for a long time and after nobody picked up, I smashed the phone at home in anger..." Cheng Ping sobbed, struggling to catch her breath but managed to convey the message clearly.

Baili Chengye’s heart turned ice-cold. How could this happen? Where had it gone wrong?

Interrupting Cheng Ping, he said urgently, "Mom, my phone battery is almost dead. I’ll come home right away," and hung up abruptly. Then he suddenly remembered Qi Xinrou had said she was going to take those twenty thousand yuan to buy clothes and jewelry today—

If the company really was in trouble and the accounts would likely remain frozen, that twenty thousand yuan, which he normally wouldn’t care about, would...

With that thought, he quickly dialed Qi Xinrou’s number on his mobile phone, praying she hadn’t yet spent the money. To his dismay, after several attempts, Baili Chengye was met with the message, "Sorry, the number you are trying to reach is out of service area."