The Villain's Mom Becomes Famous for Fortune-Telling and Gossip Ch. 91

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"Do you two really not know, or are you unwilling to believe it?" Her gaze swept over President Xiang before settling on the old butler's face. "Didn't you just mention the master? What master? The one who helped you with the feng shui?"

The old butler lowered his eyes and said nothing.

President Xiang's lips moved twice, but in the end, he didn't say anything.

It was the man beside her, holding his wife, who raised his head in response. "Master Yu, what's wrong with my wife and me? Is there something wrong with us?"

Yu Yuan didn't answer immediately. She first looked at Xiang Qingqing, who sat beside him, seemingly as if her soul had been drained. "Do you want to say it, or should I?"

Xiang Qingqing remained silent, staring at the empty floor, not responding.

She didn't speak, so Yu Yuan wasn't in a hurry. She simply waited beside her. After five minutes, Xiang Qingqing finally moved her head. She didn't answer Yu Yuan's question, but instead asked, "Is what you said earlier true?"

"I have no reason to lie to you, right?" Yu Yuan shrugged.

The dark energy in the childbearing area on Xiang Qingqing's face slowly faded, and her once swollen belly deflated, which meant her child was disappearing.

"So everything they said... is true? My mom wasn't dead when she was buried... and my brother..."

President Xiang saw the conversation circling back to this point and tried to intervene, but he had no strength left. The continuous shocks were too much for his body to handle.

Yu Yuan spoke again, "Based on your and your father's faces, it seems like this is the case. Your father, in order to set up the feng shui for the villa behind, buried your mother alive. Only by doing that could he maximize her resentment, so he would gain the greatest return."

"Miss Yu," at this point, Fang Junyan suddenly spoke up, "Sorry to interrupt, but I have a few questions about this."

Seeing that Yu Yuan hadn't been annoyed by the interruption, he continued, "Shouldn't such a 'Couple Bound by Misery' situation require one party to consent? I've always understood it this way. If forced, like setting up a feng shui trap, it should cause backlash, right?"

His handsome face flushed with embarrassment. "This is how I've understood it at home. Could there be another way of setting up such a feng shui situation?"

"What you learned at home is correct, but the method used for the feng shui setup in the villa's back mountain is a trick only practitioners of dark arts would use," Yu Yuan said, welcoming the discussion on metaphysics.

"The feng shui setup here is based on offering a living person as a sacrifice. The sins committed are severe, and for every bit of good fortune now, there will be an equal amount of retribution later. Don't be fooled by President Xiang's apparent prosperity; the retribution is coming soon."

Seeing Fang Junyan's eager expression, Yu Yuan continued.

"The way to avoid such dark and crooked practices isn't difficult, but it requires a ruthless heart. The day Madam Xiang died, her husband must have handed a cup of poisoned tea to his unsuspecting son and tricked him into serving it to his mother. Then, while Madam Xiang was poisoned and dying, he buried her alive. This way, the direct cause of her death would not be the burial, but the poisoned tea from her son."

"After all, there was still a master behind him. In the end, he could shift the karmic burden onto his son, thus washing his own hands clean."

Xiang Qingqing stared blankly, the afternoon of her mother's death becoming increasingly vivid in her mind.

"They said my mother committed suicide, and I believed it... All these years, I never once questioned it. Master Yu..."

She grabbed Yu Yuan's hand, her body sliding off the sofa, trying to kneel. Yu Yuan caught her in time, frowning, "What are you doing?"

"Master, Master..." Xiang Qingqing clutched her sleeve, tears falling in large drops. "My brother went missing the same day my mother died. He must have felt it was his fault, that he killed her, and that guilt drove him to run away! Master, can you... can you help me find him? You're so powerful, you must be able to find him!"

"I..." Yu Yuan's gaze was strange. "If he's alive, I could certainly find him. But according to your face, your full-blooded brother is already dead."

She turned her head to look at President Xiang, who dared not lift his head. "Your father should be very clear about this. He's the one who took such a big risk to come to our program, all to settle this matter, right, President Xiang?"

President Xiang's face twitched uncontrollably, but he didn't speak.

Xiang Qingqing understood her father. If he didn't speak, it basically meant he was admitting it.

"Dad..." Her eyes widened in disbelief, unable to comprehend how her doting father could be such a person. "How could you do this? Where's my brother? How did he die?"

She tried to rush at him, but her husband quickly grabbed her. "Qingqing, calm down!"

"Calm down?!" She snapped, "Didn't you hear me? My brother's dead! The brother I've been looking for for over twenty years is dead!"

She pushed her husband away with force, wiping the tears from her face. "You wanted to know what happened between us? Fine, I'll tell you! It was my dad who recommended you to me. He said you had a future and would treat me well, so I married you! I never liked you! I've never liked you!"

"Qingqing..." Under the gaze of everyone, her husband's pupils flickered, but he didn't get angry. Instead, he pulled her into a hug, his voice choking with emotion. "I know you're upset. You're just taking your anger out on me. We've been married for three years. I know you're saying things in the heat of the moment. Please, calm down..."

The villa was in chaos. Huang Jiuniang and the four other spirits stood far from the crowd, each lost in thought, observing the scene from the sidelines.

"Tsk tsk tsk," Huang Jiuniang twirled her hair with a seductive smile, casting an envious glance at Xiang Qingqing's face. "How enviable! She found a good man. Good men are so rare in this world, and now there's one less... sigh..."

She Qingli, in a neutral tone, huffed, "What's the use of a good man? Didn't you hear what that Master Yu said? Those two might actually be related by blood! With human ethics being so strict, they can't be together."

"Oh, right! That's true!" Huang Jiuniang's eyes suddenly lit up. "This works out well for me then! I'll have another chance!"

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