Chapter 31.1

Meanwhile, Li Nanjue was rubbing his temples after receiving the call from Li Xiao.

Although the child had come at an unfortunate time, it had solved one problem for the Li Family. He had trouble remembering who the mother was because he had been drugged. Even though he didn’t have a good impression of the mother, Li Nanjue decided to use the child and pay off the mother.

But what about Zhan Jiayin…?

As he thought of Jiayin, who had been ignoring him, he was at a loss for words.

“Continue with Fei’er’s coming of age as usual,” Li Nanjue instructed his assistant.

Because Qianxing was in trouble, he had originally planned to cancel the coming of age. But in order to keep his wife, he thought it’d be best if he continued with the party.

He made sure to take Li Xiao’s reminder to heart and instructed two assistants to keep an eye on Fei’er.

Now, the amount of manpower he had was rather insufficient, so Li Nanjue had to call back some of the people who were keeping an eye on Qu Lian.

“Mom did this all for the sake of a grandson. Now that a woman was pregnant, she must’ve calmed down,” Li Nanjue thought to himself.

Little did he know that only one of the women Qu Lian had arranged had gotten pregnant. However, they still didn’t know whether the child was a girl or a boy. And unbeknownst to Li Nanjue, Qu Lian was sharpening her knives, preparing to send a couple more women to Li Nanjue’s side.

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Li Xiao stood in front of Huawu Entertainment, and Ai Wen guiltily looked at her. “Xiao Xiao, I’ll buy you dinner later.”

This time, Ai Wen didn’t mention Feng Shui.

Li Xiao averted her gaze from the middle-aged Taoist priest who stood not far away from her. He wore simple robes and had a solemn look on his square face. It was obvious that he had been hired by someone else in the company. Compared to the priest, Li Xiao, who was wearing a simple blue dress, looked like she had come just to watch the fun. She frequently went in and out of the company building, so many people already knew her identity.

“Taoist priest, do you see what’s wrong with our building,” a long-haired woman wearing a shawl asked.

She cast a side glance at Li Xiao.

“I don’t know how Zhao Ling heard about this. But she asked a Taoist priest to come over, saying that he was profoundly powerful. She said he could solve the issue,” Ai Wen whispered to Li Xiao.

Li Xiao immediately understood. This was a sparring match with Ai Wen. Normally, Ai Wen would’ve stood up to it. However, she hadn’t seen much of Li Xiao’s supernatural powers, and she thought LI Xiao was too young and hadn’t learned much. So Ai Wen simply pretended she had only invited LI Xiao to play. Fortunately, Ai Wen didn’t say that she had invited Li Xiao to read Feng Shui, which prevented Zhao Ling from laughing at her.

Huawu had multiple agents, and Ai Wen was the agent with the widest network and most stars under her management. But Zhao Ling had never been convinced and was determined to climb to the top. So when she learned of the Feng Shui problem, she busied herself by inviting people over. If she could solve it, she would climb the meritocracy and her voice would be heard. There was no reason to not take action.

Huawu’s vice president Li walked out of the building and kindly smiled at Li Xiao. “Li Xiao is here, too.”

After nodding to Ai Wen, he asked the priest, “Taoist Sun, how is the situation?”

Taoist Sun shook his head and sighed. “Not good. The company’s fortune is dissipating.” Li Xiao couldn’t help but frown. People like him were always after wealth.

Cupping his finger, Taoist Sun pointed toward the pool on the east side of the building. “The pool. It’s not living water. It’s dead water and will spoil the fortune.”

The corner of Li Xiao’s lips quirked. This one was a trickster. The circular pool on the east side of the building was set up extremely carefully, and someone took special care of it. The water in the pool was neither shallow nor deep. The ground was slightly elevated, and the water was also elevated, so it was easy to see that it was a good Feng Shui formation.

“But we have the water changed every afternoon. Shouldn’t that be considered living water?” Ai Wen asked.

The Taoist ignored her comment. “Anyway, try pumping the water out of the pool first.”

Zhao Ling immediately ordered, “Turn the switch and pump out all the water. Who made this pool in the first place?”

Ai Wen silently watched from the sidelines. She didn’t know much about Feng Shui, so she couldn’t say much.

When the water was drained, a ferocious fury erupted in Li Xiao as if something had escaped confinement, something with claws and teeth. She turned pale.

A gust of wind appeared out of nowhere and bit at her skin.

Li Xiao’s gaze darkened. She had spent an hour doing her hair on the way out today! And the wind had ruined it!!!

As long as they hadn’t messed up her hair, she would’ve been fine, even if they broke her neck.

Li Xiao took a step forward, and a wind talisman flew out. The wind surrounded Li Xiao before losing its support and dissipating.

She stared at the befuddled middle-aged Taoist. “Fool!” slipped out from her vermillion lips.