The True Young Master's Metaphysical Road to Fame in Showbiz Ch. 98

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He slammed his hand down on the bed, his face turning red and his neck bulging with veins. Pointing at the door, he angrily shouted, "You really are a model son! Get out! Get out! Go!"

Chi Qingzhou sighed in disappointment.

It seemed his dad wasn't willing to take the advice.

As people get older, they really do become more stubborn.

He stood up and started heading toward the door. "Alright, Dad, rest well. I'll go see my uncle."

Chi Jianming: "Go, go, go! Hurry up and leave!"

Chi Qingzhou sighed as he walked toward the safety passage and took another gift for visiting from Du Huan.

Du Huan, noticing his mood, hurriedly asked, "Boss Chi, what happened?"

Chi Qingzhou replied, "My dad's a little stubborn."

Du Huan, understanding, said, "It's normal for older people. But it's okay. We're just trying to put our minds at ease. No need to force it, right?"

Chi Qingzhou thought for a moment and said, "That makes sense. I'll go check on my uncle."

Du Huan nodded and gave him an encouraging thumbs-up.

Chi Qingzhou smiled shyly.

Xing Shuangzhan also smiled in the shadows, but Chi Qingzhou took the opportunity of turning around to step on his foot with a huff.

He knocked on the door and, after receiving a response, entered Chi Shuhong's hospital room to greet him.

Chi Shuhong didn't want to acknowledge his nephew at all.

Not only could this nephew not bring him good fortune, but he might even interfere with his training, so naturally, Chi Shuhong wasn't keen on giving Chi Qingzhou any pleasant treatment.

However, Chi Qingzhou didn't mind his attitude.

He glanced at Chi Shuhong's leg, which was in a plaster cast, and gently asked, "Uncle, I heard you fell while making offerings to the ancestral master, and even knocked over the master's statue?"

Chi Shuhong, who had originally planned to ignore Chi Qingzhou, was suddenly pricked in a sensitive spot. He snapped around and glared at him fiercely. "What's it to you?!"

Chi Qingzhou innocently responded, "I was just thinking... could this be a bit disrespectful to the ancestral master?"

It was as if Chi Shuhong had been struck by a heavy blow, and his vision briefly blurred. His chest tightened with pain.

He stared at Chi Qingzhou, panting heavily. "What do you want to say? What are you trying to say?!!"

Chi Qingzhou sincerely suggested, "I feel like your luck has been a bit off recently. Maybe you should visit a temple and pray?"

"A temple?" Chi Shuhong sneered. "I'm a Taoist priest! You want me to go to a temple?!"

He knew it—this nephew had bad intentions!

Chi Qingzhou tilted his head thoughtfully and then seemed to realize something.

With understanding, he comforted him, "Oh, so you're worried about that. It's alright, isn't it said that Maoshan doesn't recognize your seeking knowledge? We're just looking for peace of mind. The monks in the temple definitely won't mind."

Xing Shuangzhan couldn't help but laugh out loud in the shadows.

Chi Shuhong was stunned for a moment.

He sat there in a daze for nearly two minutes, his eyes glazing over. Slowly, he came to his senses and began trembling with anger, pointing toward the door, and yelling hoarsely, "Get out! Get out of here!!!"

Oh, another one who wouldn't listen to advice.

Chi Qingzhou shook his head in disappointment, put down the fruit basket and flowers, and left the room.

Chi Shuhong glared at the flowers, his gaze fiery as if he wanted to burn a hole through them.

He sucked in a couple of deep breaths, his chest spasming, muttering repeatedly, "Go away, get out!"

Du Huan handed Chi Qingzhou a new batch of flowers and fruit, asking, "Boss Chi, did your uncle not want to go either?"

Chi Qingzhou sighed.

Du Huan quickly reassured him, "It's alright, it's alright. Your older brother is younger, so he's probably not as rigid."

Chi Qingzhou replied, "I hope so."

He entered Chi Xiaoyuan's room, where Chi Xiaoyuan was lying on the bed, seemingly lost in thought.

Chi Qingzhou placed the fruit basket on the nightstand and asked with concern, "Big Brother, how are you feeling?"

Chi Xiaoyuan snapped out of his thoughts and instinctively glanced at Chi Qingzhou's shadow. There was nothing unusual.

He had nearly believed Chi Qingning's words just now. How foolish.

Chi Xiaoyuan quietly calmed himself down and responded perfunctorily, "I'm fine."

Chi Qingzhou still seemed worried. "But the family has been really unlucky lately. Big Brother, maybe you should go to a temple and pray too."

Chi Xiaoyuan paused, surprised. "What?"

Chi Qingzhou repeated, "I said, maybe you should go to a temple and pray."

Chi Xiaoyuan responded, "Not that, the part before that."

Chi Qingzhou replied, "The family's been really unlucky lately?"

Chi Xiaoyuan fell into thought.

Indeed, the family had been quite unlucky recently. It seemed to have started when his younger brother sprained his ankle, then he himself got hurt, followed by his uncle, and finally, his father... all had different injuries, and the injuries were mostly to their bones.

Chi Xiaoyuan seemed to think that his younger brother might not be entirely well-intentioned, but his second younger brother, who had just returned home, probably wasn't entirely good-hearted either.

Chi Xiaoyuan smirked inwardly.

He looked up at Chi Qingzhou, who was full of concern, and abruptly asked, "What you said makes sense, Qingzhou. But it seems like you haven't been affected by the bad luck?"

Chi Qingzhou answered as if it were obvious, "Of course not. I always do good deeds and help others. Good things come to those who do good."

Chi Xiaoyuan: "..."

His expression gradually froze, and he raised his hand, pointing to the door of the room. "Out. Get out!!"

Chi Qingzhou glanced at him helplessly and sighed as he left the room.

Was his older brother accepting or rejecting his advice?

Du Huan was unsure. "He should have accepted it, right? But why was Boss Xiao Chi so angry? Did you say something to him?"

Chi Qingzhou blinked. "I just told him that doing good deeds brings good fortune."

Du Huan furrowed his brows in confusion.

Chi Qingzhou's words were perfectly fine, right? After all, the Chi family had been doing charity work every year. Boss Xiao Chi should have agreed.

Was it because his brother was unwell, or maybe he accidentally hurt his injury again?

Du Huan couldn't figure it out and decided to stop thinking about it.

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