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"The Fang family has wealth, doesn't that mean you and Chu Yi have it too? You two would be esteemed young misses. When the time comes for A Yi's marriage, she'll have her pick of handsome gentlemen."

Chu Yuening laughed in exasperation at the Fang family's audacity.

She gave Wei Yanlin, who was in the dessert stall, a subtle signal.

Wei Yanlin caught on immediately and headed to the kitchen to fetch water.

"Fang Jingguo," Chu Yuening's smile faded as she looked at Fang Zhanwen, her gaze cool. "When you married my mother, you were already with Tian Yue'e, right? Fang Zhanwen is only a month older than me—how disgusting is that?"

Fang Jingguo's expression faltered, and he finally admitted, "Yes, back then, I wronged your mother. Now, my company has gone bankrupt, and I owe the bank five hundred million. They're hounding me daily for the debt, and my house and car have already been repossessed. If you don't help me, I won't be able to survive."

"Oh, is that so?"

Chu Yuening smiled slightly. "Then what does that have to do with me?"

Back then, Chu Yi had dropped out of school and started working in nightclubs at a young age. She too had been pushed to the brink of survival.

"Ah Lin, show him out!"

"Got it!" Wei Yanlin picked up a large bucket of water and joyfully drenched the Fang family members. "You bunch of trash, you wouldn't leave when asked, so you had to get splashed, right?!"

Fang Jiajia screamed as she jumped up from the ground, then went to help Tian Yue'e. "Mommy, I told you this despicable woman wouldn't help us..."

Splash.

Chu Yuening poured another bucket of water, her expression icy cold. "I advised you not to provoke me anymore, or the Fang family might end up in an even worse situation."

Fang Jiajia, now soaked like a drowned rat, recalled Chu Yuening's formidable talismans and could only clench her teeth in anger, unable to say anything more.

The neighbors, who were already familiar with the Fang family's antics, gathered around the feng shui shop, preventing them from getting any closer to the premises.

"Scram, the feng shui shop doesn't welcome you."

"Indeed, you've got quite the nerve. The Chu family was willing to take you in as a son-in-law, but look at you, ungrateful as can be."

"And you call yourself a master in the investment world. In my opinion, you're more like a master at scooping feces from toilets. Master Chu's two sisters are far more commendable than your entire Fang family."

"Off with you, seeing you guys early in the morning just brings bad luck."

Fang Jingguo had not suffered such humiliation in years. He endured it, directing a ray of hope once more toward Chu Yuening, only to find her eyes cold and distant.

He vaguely recalled that when Chu Yuening first arrived in Hong Kong, her gaze was filled with admiration and cautious reverence, as one would have for a father.

Then there was Chu Yi.

From the moment she saw him, Chu Yi had joyfully called out "Daddy."

Without realizing it, he had lost both sisters. If he had known from the start how capable Chu Yuening was, he would have supported them both and earned their gratitude.

Instead, it had turned out like this.

It hadn't been easy for him to sneak into Hong Kong, dreaming of making his mark in this city.

Decades later, it all proved to be an empty dream.

Now, with Chu Yuening unwilling to assist, he had no choice but to leave Hong Kong to escape his debts.

The Fang family members finally departed, restoring peace to Temple Street.

The neighbors, concerned for Ning Ning's feelings, tried to console her.

"Ning Ning, some fathers just aren't worth thinking about."

"Indeed, life and death are fated. Their bankruptcy is their own business."

Chu Yuening looked at the neighbors who were supporting her, feeling deeply touched. Most of the people she had met in Hong Kong were kind-hearted.

"Thank you all, I know they can't affect me."

Then, she glanced at the queue of people waiting for their fortunes and smiled. "We can start the readings now."

Wei Yanlin, standing by with a bucket, came over to whisper, "Ning Ning, Miss Li has been waiting for you inside for quite some time."

"Miss Li?" Chu Yuening knew only one Miss Li, so she was slightly surprised.

"Yes." Wei Yanlin lifted his chin, glancing behind the screen. "She's the first customer today."

Chu Yuening followed closely and indeed found Li Huiwen, with her short professional hairstyle, waiting inside.

After some time apart, Journalist Li had matured significantly. The impulsiveness in her eyes had faded, replaced with a greater sense of composure.

Chu Yuening took her seat at the main position and said with a smile, "Long time no see."

Li Huiwen lifted her head and returned the smile, "I've already resigned from Daxi Magazine. Today, I'm here to ask Master to read my fortune and see how my career prospects look."

As she spoke, she promptly provided her birthdate and time.

Chu Yuening calculated with her fingers, "Why did you suddenly decide to resign? It wasn't easy for you to become an associate editor."

Li Huiwen knitted her delicate brows and shook her head, looking troubled, "Even as an associate editor, many things aren't as I had imagined them to be."

"The chief editor just wants to use deceptive tactics to lure readers. They'd come up with a sensational headline, as long as it's vaguely related to the content."

In her youth, Li Huiwen's dream was to be a news journalist, uncovering the truth in society. Although her academic qualifications weren't sufficient, she had started as a tabloid reporter first.

But when the content had nothing to do with the headline, what was the difference from fabrication?

This went against her original intentions.

"As the saying goes, those with different paths cannot conspire together. Thanks to my connection with Master, I've gained considerable fame in Hong Kong, attracting numerous media companies extending their olive branches. But upon reflection, since I don't wish for others to dictate how news about me is presented, I decided to start my own venture."

"I want to establish a magazine that exclusively features the remarkable achievements of women."

Li Huiwen clenched her fists, determined.

Having been in journalism for so long, she had witnessed many instances where women's accomplishments were overshadowed by men, and even when there were stories of successful women, they received limited coverage and sparse wording.

She aspired to change this state of affairs.

For this purpose, she had depleted all her savings accumulated over the years.

"Initially, things were going smoothly. However, lately, I'm not sure what's happening, but the magazine has been incurring losses. I was hoping that Master could help me divine a solution, perhaps to see if there's any way to prevent this situation."