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The more Mu Xingwang thought about it, the more desperately he pleaded, a stark contrast to his previous arrogance.

In the end,

Yin Yao called the police. Uniformed officers arrived and took Mu Xingwang away. Yin Yao intended to follow them, ready to provide additional evidence against him.

Before leaving,

Yin Yao sincerely thanked Chu Yuening.

Looking at her wheelchair-bound legs, Chu Yuening smiled. "If you have time in the next couple of days, come by my place and get a charm."

"Alright," Yin Yao agreed promptly, then hesitated. "Should I go with them first?"

"Bye-bye." Chu Yuening waved goodbye.

Wei Yanlin watched as Yin Yao left with the military police. It was a pity, he sighed, that such a young and beautiful woman was confined to a wheelchair. "What a tragedy. With a broad forehead and a prominent nose, she had a bright future ahead of her, but it was all ruined by that beast."

If the car accident hadn't happened, if Yin Yao's legs hadn't been paralyzed, she would have been a shining star in the world of dance.

Chu Yuening poured herself a cup of tea, ignoring the others.

The water trickled from the small teapot into the bottom of the cup.

"People's destinies are so unpredictable, like being dealt a good hand only to have it potentially taken away with another. It's akin to the many paths one can take in life; each road leads to a different future."

Wei Yanlin, understanding her analogy, clasped his hands beneath his wide sleeves. "That is the responsibility of my profession."

"Speaking of which," Chu Yuening sipped her tea, turning to him, "I heard you've started studying physiognomy?"

"A bit of casual exploration," Wei Yanlin admitted, feeling a rare bout of bashfulness as he scratched the back of his buzz cut.

The sky began to darken.

A voice echoed through the air.

"Master."

Chu Yuening looked over to see a fashionably dressed woman in leopard-print fur and dark sunglasses approaching from the roadside. As the glamorous woman drew closer...

She blinked her eyes.

Isn't this... that little star from the Fang family's villa that day?

"Master, I've finally found you." Nie Jiao sat down with her bag, looking around before returning her gaze in confusion. "I heard you were running a stall on Temple Street. Have you moved?"

"No, just for one day," Chu Yuening replied curiously. "You're looking for me?"

"Yes," Nie Jiao said with a smile as she took out two large stacks of money from her bag and placed them on the table. "I came specifically to thank Master Chu."

Of course, Nie Jiao had her own ulterior motives.

On the day of the Fang family's banquet, Chu Yuening had amazed everyone when she saw that Bi Hong was being plagued by a yin fetus.

Although Master Chu was young, her abilities were formidable.

Nie Jiao also wanted to take the opportunity to have her fortune told.

"This forty thousand yuan is to thank Master Chu on behalf of my child. Thank you, Master Chu, for not dealing with the ghost like other masters would have."

Nie Jiao couldn't help but feel heartbroken when she thought of the child that was forcibly aborted.

Fortunately, it was Chu Yuening who came across the child. Had it been any other master, the child's soul might not have been preserved.

Chu Yuening inquired, "What's the current situation with Bi Hong?"

"When it comes to him," Nie Jiao's expression turned indifferent as she spoke, "What else can there be? He rolls on the ground in agony every day, seeking forgiveness from his mother who was forced to undergo an abortion. Yet, despite his bloody forehead, no one is willing to forgive him."

"As for me, when I'm in a good mood, I might let him suffer two hours less," Nie Jiao said nonchalantly. "That would be five hundred thousand per hour."

Nie Jiao was a woman of hardship, having grown up without parents and traveling with a performing troupe. She gained some initial fame as a singer on a variety show. However, that was followed by an endless period of no job offers or new music releases.

Left with no choice, she took matters into her own hands to seek opportunities.

In the world of social networking, connections were crucial, and Nie Jiao, having experienced life's ups and downs from a young age, understood this well. Bi Hong was the opportunity she sought.

Wei Yanlin interrupted, "Don't you feel any psychological burden being someone's mistress?"

"Why should I have a burden?" Nie Jiao shook her head with a smile. "Silly, if his wife doesn't mind, and they both do their own thing, what burden is there? Bi Hong has many lovers; if I don't take on the role, someone else will."

"I only want fame, I want to release records, I want to be a sensation," Nie Jiao declared her aspirations without any pretense, unconcerned about others' opinions.

"But I never expected Bi Hong to be such a beast," she said, her eyes dimming as she recalled the haunting memory of being forcefully taken to an operating table for an abortion that would forever shadow her life.

Thus, she had no intention of letting Bi Hong off easily. If it weren't for the need for money to survive, she wouldn't have even spared him two hours of respite.

Fortunately, she had united with other women who had undergone similar ordeals, and they had collectively decided not to let Bi Hong off so lightly.

"Master, I have two more matters weighing on my heart this time."

"Go ahead," Chu Yuening surmised, which was why Nie Jiao sought her out in person.

"My question is, after everything is over, can the children's spirits be sent to peace?" Nie Jiao asked cautiously.

Master Chu had already shown mercy by not dispersing the unborn souls into nothingness.

Inquiring further about the possibility of reincarnation, would that be too much to ask?

Chu Yuening sensed Nie Jiao's thoughts and smiled. "There's no issue with that. The child is innocent. Bi Hong already had an underlying condition, and the presence of the Yin fetus only hastened his demise."

"That's a relief," Nie Jiao sighed in comfort.

Afterward, Nie Jiao asked for her fortune. When Chu Yuening received her birthdate, she immediately stated, "You shouldn't remain in Hong Kong. Otherwise, you won't achieve significant success even in this lifetime."

"Is that so?" Nie Jiao was deeply worried. "Doesn't that mean my dream of becoming a big star is completely shattered?"

"You don't have the destiny for stardom, but..." Chu Yuening changed the subject, pouring some water into the teacup and tracing a map on the table with her finger. "You could give Taiwan a try."

Nie Jiao was initially hesitant.

After all, she had built up connections in Hong Kong over the years with Bi Hong. If she moved to Taiwan to develop her career, wouldn't everything start anew?