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Qi Tianrui instinctively refused to accept this outcome.

The Qi family, in order to eliminate any potential danger, would never hire new employees. Many of their staff were distant relatives of Qi Tianrui's father or mother, individuals who enjoyed their parents' deep trust and had watched the young Qi Tianrui grow up under their care.

The tragic loss of both his mother and sister had plunged Qi Tianrui into immense grief and shock, leading him to suspect that the perpetrator might very well be someone from within the family.

This was a reality that Qi Tianrui found utterly unbearable.

Chu Yuening affirmed his conjecture, "Yes, it was indeed someone from the family."

Upon hearing this, Qi Tianrui's heart turned utterly cold, and his gaze gradually filled with resentment. "As expected, only someone from the family would have the chance to hide the body in the wine cellar."

"How could these ungrateful wretches! My mother treated them so kindly! And they still had the nerve to do such a thing!"

Fueled with anger, Qi Tianrui's mind raced with theories about the culprit. His clenched fists pounded the table. "Master, could it be the nanny? She's my mother's distant cousin, and her family is very poor. My mother took pity on her, seeing her struggling and wandering without a home."

Chu Yuening shook her head.

"Then what about the driver?" Qi Tianrui continued. "He's also my mother's distant uncle, and he—"

"Mr. Qi," Chu Yuening interrupted, "it's not them. Don't you already have a premonition about who the real culprit is?"

Qi Tianrui was taken aback.

Indeed.

Aside from these individuals, there was one person who stood out as the most likely suspect.

That person was his respected father.

The thought sent Qi Tianrui into a panic, his fists trembling uncontrollably.

He couldn't bring himself to accept it. Letting go of his fists, he swayed unsteadily in his chair, "I... It's impossible. Father had no reason to do this."

"He... loved Mother so much. If she was picky about her food, even with our family's wealth, Father would enroll in cooking classes just for her. He was the only man in a class full of women, but he didn't mind. My sister and I ate meals prepared by the nanny, but Father cooked every meal for Mother personally."

"Father once said that Mother was the person he loved most in this world, and their ability to overcome all obstacles to be together was his greatest fortune."

If they truly loved each other, how could there be a possibility of murder?

Qi Tianrui refused to believe it.

He turned to Chu Yuening for help.

Chu Yuening picked up her teacup and sipped it slowly.

After setting the cup down,

she said, "It's your father."

Those words shattered all of Qi Tianrui's hopes. His face paled, and he trembled as he put his sunglasses back on.

His mind was in a chaotic whirl.

"I... I'll go back first."

Until they found the bodies, he didn't want to entertain the idea that his father could be involved.

Chu Yuening didn't press him further. She calculated, "Your aunt and sister's remains are in the southwestern corner of the basement. Go find them."

Qi Tianrui staggered toward the door, but then suddenly recalled something. He turned back, pulled out another check, filled in an amount, and placed it on the divination table.

"Master Chu, please pay me a visit later," Qi Tianrui said with a bitter smile. "If... If the bodies are indeed found, I'd like to ask you to perform a ritual for their souls."

Chu Yuening spoke calmly, "I would have come even without the check."

She then looked at the last customer waiting in the corner.

"You go ahead. I'll be there after I finish this final reading."

Qi Tianrui left.

The onlookers whispered in amazement.

"If news of today's divination spreads, Hong Kong's headlines will be in an uproar."

"Yes, who could have imagined that a wealthy pop idol's mother and sister would meet such a tragic end?"

"Exactly, and it's highly possible that the murderer is the pop idol's own father."

"Should we call the police or not?"

"How can we report it when there's no body to be found?"

Someone then inquired, "Master Chu, was he really the father of the Little King?"

"We often read the Hong Kong Entertainment News. They say that the Qi family is a loving couple, and Mr. Qi even bought his wife millions worth of jade accessories out of love. Can someone known for being deeply devoted kill their spouse?"

Chu Yuening shook her head, dismissing the notion. "Does being deeply devoted mean they can't commit murder? I've encountered cases where husbands killed their wives for insurance money, and others where women murdered their husbands to run away with their lovers. Didn't each of them claim to be deeply devoted?"

"In the end, people's actions are still driven by self-interest, it's just that their core interests haven't been touched yet."

The crowd fell silent once more.

In the heavy atmosphere, the third customer seeking a fortune-telling session arrived.

The woman looked haggard. She wore a floral blouse, her hair hastily tied at the back of her head. It hung limply, neither high nor low, and she had on flip-flops. She carried a clay pot as she walked over, its aroma wafting and making many neighbors' mouths water.

Occasionally, whispers of appreciation for the aroma could be heard.

The woman felt a bit self-conscious and glanced at the clean and orderly divination table. "Master, can I place my jar on the desk?"

"Certainly," Chu Yuening smiled, soothing her nervousness. "No need to be too formal. A reading costs a thousand Hong Kong dollars, and if you have any issues, the next person can take your place."

"No problem," Wei Zhenjing placed the jar down and, after sitting, retrieved a thousand Hong Kong dollar bill from her inner pocket and set it on the table.

She was familiar with the rules and offered her birthdate and time proactively.

"Master, I came here after watching the Exposé on Esotericism," said Wei Zhenjing, her eyes shining with hope. "You're incredibly skilled; surely you have a way to help me with my issue."

Chu Yuening took Wei Zhenjing's birth information and began to calculate. "Following tradition, let's first look into your family situation."

"You come from an ordinary background, an only daughter. You achieved fame at 18, and another joyous event occurred at 27, which indicates a significant marriage. You got married that year, correct?"