The Villain's Mom Becomes Famous for Fortune-Telling and Gossip Ch. 58

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Jiang Jiang glanced around at her own sunlit luxury home, and couldn't help feeling a smug sense of triumph. She tucked a soft strand of hair behind her ear, her voice sweet and airy. "Nah... I mean, yeah, we were in the same group, but let's be real—we're not exactly living in the same world anymore..."

Liang Ling understood the meaning behind her words and felt a surge of disdain—but didn't show it on her face. "Well, then you totally missed a show. Last night, President Meng showed up in Yu Yuan's livestream room... and ran into a ghost wall."

CRASH—

The sudden sound of shattering glass cut through the room, abruptly silencing Liang Ling mid-sentence.

Jiang Jiang stood frozen in front of the open fridge. At her feet lay a broken glass bottle, bright red drink spilling across the floor.

Liang Ling called out, "Jiang Jiang?"

"You're saying..." Jiang Jiang's voice was stiff as she slowly turned her head, the smile wiped clean off her face, "she saw my mother-in-law in the livestream... and got stuck in a ghost wall?"

Liang Ling: "..."

She frowned at Jiang Jiang, whose expression had dropped in an instant, and wasn't sure what to say. She could only nod.

Jiang Jiang's nails dug into her palm, the muscles on her face twitching unnaturally. She bit her lip and forced a smile. "Got it... Sister, I've got something to take care of, so I won't keep you."

For the first time ever, Liang Ling was thrilled to be dismissed so directly. She exchanged a couple of polite lines and grabbed her bag, hurrying out.

It wasn't until the sound of Liang Ling's car engine faded outside the villa that Jiang Jiang finally pulled out her phone with trembling hands and searched for "Yu Yuan." All the results were about the supernatural. Her heart sank deeper and deeper.

Could it be that the master behind Meng Qianhe last night... was Yu Yuan?

After living in luxury for so long, the struggling days of her debut felt like a whole lifetime ago. When she tried to recall Yu Yuan's face, it was already fading.

She called up a few of her old groupmates to ask around and managed to get an old address for Yu Yuan. Figuring it was worth a shot, she decided to head over.

On Yu Yuan's side, she had just dropped off her little dumpling at school. The bakery near the school had already closed for the day.

Back at home, Zhou Yu had hired a moving company and was directing people as they carried stuff out. As for the two little statues—the Patriarch and the Fox Deity—he had carefully placed them in his own car.

"Master," he called when Yu Yuan returned, wiping the sweat from his brow, "we should be able to finish moving everything before Liang Liang gets out of school. When do you wanna go check out the Patriarch's golden body?"

The renovation at the homestay was actually pretty simple. There wasn't much to move, and they were dividing the place into front and back courtyards. Shouldn't take more than three days to finish everything.

Yu Yuan said, "The gold statue for the ancestor isn't urgent. I'll give you the design draft another day, we'll need someone to custom-make it."

Watching the workers finish moving the last of the stuff, Zhou Yu came downstairs. "Master, let's head over first."

Technically, it was in the neighboring city, but the guesthouse sat right on the border between Hai City and Shan City, so it wasn't that far.

Yu Yuan pulled over a chair and sat down. "You go on ahead. Come back to pick me up later when it's time to get Liang Liang from school. I'm waiting for someone."

Zhou Yu gave a quick "got it," didn't ask more, and left with the moving crew toward the guesthouse.

Half an hour later, the doorbell rang. The moment the door swung open, Jiang Jiang froze at the sight of the face in front of her—almost exactly the same as she remembered.

Yu Yuan looked just like she did back then. Jiang Jiang had thought, after all these years, people's faces would've changed a little. But somehow, Yu Yuan was still at her peak.

Out of nowhere, Jiang Jiang's own face—pampered and maintained with a ton of money—suddenly felt itchy.

"Yu Yuan!" She put on an overly excited old-friend-reunion act, pointing at herself repeatedly. "It's me, Jiang Jiang. Do you remember?"

Gua Gua crouched by Yu Yuan's feet and reminded her, "Host, she was an original member of your old group."

YuvYuan said, "I remember. What do you want?"

A shadow flickered in Jiang Jiang's eyes. This was exactly what she hated most about Yu Yuan—always acting so superior, like she was above it all. And yet wasn't she just out there toasting rich old men? What was with the holier-than-thou act?

Jiang Jiang twirled her luxury car key between her fingers. "Aren't you gonna invite me in to sit for a bit?"

Yu Yuan replied, "I'm afraid not."

"You've got such a big house and not even one seat for me?" Jiang Jiang, used to getting her way, didn't take no for an answer. Without a second thought, she squeezed right past Yu Yuan into the house. Only after barging in did she remember she was here to ask for help. Her face twitched a little awkwardly.

Before she could smooth out her expression, she was hit with the sight of the completely empty room. The awkwardness turned straight into shock.

Yu Yuan sat in the only chair in the house. "So, what did you want?"

Jiang Jiang opened her mouth but swallowed all her thoughts back down. She didn't say anything.

Yu Yuan looked at her face, already turning a faint greyish tone, and shook her head. "You should start doing some good deeds. You've racked up way too much bad karma."

That line seemed to jolt Jiang Jiang back to life. Her voice came back, laced with disbelief. "Yu Yuan... you actually know metaphysics?"

Yu Yuan smoothed down the crease in her sleeve without answering.

But Jiang Jiang thought she saw her chance. She immediately launched into a long, teary rant about how miserable she'd been all these years—heavily exaggerating Meng Qianhe's disapproval of her, without mentioning any of the resources she'd benefited from.

By the time she finished, she looked at Yu Yuan with a pitiful expression. "Yu Yuan, I only became Meng's daughter-in-law because of the baby. It's not like I wanted to hurt you guys. You don't know how that old hag Meng Qianhe has treated me..."

As she spoke, she glanced sideways at Yu Yuan's unreadable profile and clenched her teeth before continuing, "Every day is a living hell. Every time she visits my son, I feel like I'm walking on eggshells. I really can't take this anymore."

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