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Chu Yuening shook her head. The mountain breeze tousled her voluminous tresses, with a few strands falling across her nose and accentuating her clear, gentle gaze.

It seemed as if all injustices could not penetrate her eyes.

Zhou Fengxu covered his chest, feeling his heartbeat quicken increasingly.

It was Shi Boren who noticed something amiss and hesitantly asked, "Brother Xu, why is your face so red?"

That one question drew the attention of the other four people.

Zhou Fengxu's cheeks flushed, and he coughed softly, hurriedly scrambling to his feet. "I'll go check downstairs."

Coincidentally, the landline phone downstairs rang.

Chu Yuening also descended the stairs.

Only three people were left on the balcony.

After a long while...

Shi Boren exchanged a glance with Chu Yi.

Chu Yi puffed up her cheeks, confidently asserting, "Officer Zhou must like my big sister!"

"Didn't need you to tell me that," Shi Boren whispered, glancing at Zhou Fengxu with a smile. "We've been together for so long, and I've never seen him blush before. If Brother Xu doesn't like Ning Ning, I'll write my name upside down."

Gan Yizu was the only one who seemed out of the loop. He scratched his head and said, "So does that mean we'll soon be calling Sister Ning our sister-in-law?"

Chu Yuening descended the spiral staircase and answered her phone.

Upon hearing the caller's name, she was slightly surprised. "Teacher Yu?"

Yu Jiqing sounded a bit awkward. "Master Chu, due to policy changes, the feng shui program will now air once a month. I apologize for contacting you late. We're recording a new episode tomorrow, which will conclude the series."

"That's alright," Chu Yuening considered for a moment before asking, "What's the content, and where is it taking place?"

"It's mainly about feng shui observation," Yu Jiqing explained, then provided the location.

"Of course, I'll be there on time," Chu Yuening agreed.

Yu Jiqing expressed his gratitude endlessly.

After the episode of the astrology show aired, the television station was flooded with phone calls.

Everyone was inquiring about the progress of the program.

Coincidentally, a new policy had been introduced, and the higher-ups demanded a reduction in the broadcasting of mysticism-related programs. They cited concerns that whispers of an impending return to the embrace of the motherland might lead to a negative impression on the mainland.

Without a clear directive, Yu Jiqing couldn't release any information at will. He could only inform the masters one by one once a confirmed update emerged.

In another part of town.

When the Fang family returned to their villa, it was already late in the evening. Fang Jingguo sat on the sofa, twirling a cup in his hand as he brooded over the events of the day. His chest heaved with anger, the fury within him visibly stirring.

Smack!

He slammed the glass onto the ground.

"Tian Yueya, if your brain isn't useful, just get rid of it! Others are good wives and mothers, but what are you? Someone who constantly holds me back? The most profitable industry is real estate; how can I make my move in the future after you've offended Wan Cheng?!"

Back then, he was so enraged that he couldn't speak for a while; every attempt to speak resulted in a severe bout of angina.

He helplessly watched Tian Yueya ruin the Wan Corporation.

"What are you afraid of?"

Tian Yueya seemed like a defeated soldier as she tossed her battered purse onto the sofa. "Who doesn't know how great you are at investing now? Plenty are clamoring to curry favor with you. No matter how powerful Wan Cheng is, he's still a businessman at heart."

"To please that lowly woman from the Chu family, he offends us – Wan Cheng is the fool!"

Fang Jingguo flew into a rage, ready to continue his tirade, when a more intense pain struck his heart. Grasping his chest, he gritted his teeth and slowly leaned back onto the sofa.

Tian Yueya panicked and hurriedly tried to soothe him, patting his chest. "Don't worry, there's always hope as long as we have our lives. As long as we have Jin Chan, becoming incredibly wealthy won't be a dream."

The reason Tian Yueya dared to negotiate with the Wans was due to Jin Chan.

From her perspective, as long as the Golden Toad was around, the Fang family would continue to flourish.

Fang Jingguo had been greatly angered at first, but his agitation gradually subsided upon recalling the existence of the toad. Leaning back on the sofa, Tian Yuezhi patted his chest in an attempt to calm him down. He narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Indeed, we still have the Golden Toad."

After removing her high heels and slipping into slippers, Jiajia couldn't help but feel increasingly delighted over the idea of using the talisman against Chu Yuening. As she passed by the altar where the toad was enshrined, she pulled out the talisman with delight, exclaiming, "Chu Yuening, Chu Yuening, how unfortunate for you that your talisman fell into my hands!"

Unbeknownst to everyone, the moment the talisman appeared, the previously arrogant Golden Toad, with its blood-red eyes, suddenly twitched in fear.

This... This aura, wasn't it the same celestial master who had visited the villa before?

Terrible, so terrible.

It felt as if death was imminent.

This foolish woman, didn't she know that it was an evil entity? Yet she dared to bring back an exorcism charm?

The golden toad seemed to be suppressed by a powerful energy. It attempted to escape, but its heavy fleshly body barely moved before it quickly turned into a pool of black water.

Some time passed.

Fang Jingguo finally regained his composure. He patted Tian Yue'e's hand and opened his eyes. "Help me up. Today, I still need to burn incense for Great God Jin."

Tian Yue'e was right.

Holding the golden toad was akin to grasping the lifeline of Hong Kong's wealth.

Let the Qiaos and Wans wait for the day they would personally come to apologize to him.

And that ungrateful daughter surnamed Chu! Fang Jingguo's gaze was filled with venom.

One day, he would make Chu Yuening kneel before him and regret her actions today!

"Ahh!"

With a trembling hand, Jiajia watched as the charm in her palm turned to ashes and fell away in fear. She had no idea what had just transpired; all she knew was that her palm had suddenly grown warm, and then the charm was gone.

"Tian Yue'e observed Jiajia's swollen face with concern. "Does your face hurt? Quickly call the housekeeper to get some ice. It'll help reduce the swelling."

"No," Jiajia replied, still shivering. Her gaze fell on the now-empty altar, which now only held black water. With a quivering finger, she pointed and said, "Mommy, the... the golden toad is missing."