Father Pei knelt in front of Mother Pei's bed, his forehead red from knocking his head:

"Wanqing, I really know I was wrong..."

Mother Pei leaned against the head of the bed, her face a little pale:

"You know you're wrong? Then tell me, what's going on with that illegitimate child?"

"That's not what I meant!" Pei's father slapped his thigh and shouted anxiously.

"Wanqing, you have to believe me, my heart and body have never let you down!"

"Really? Then how do you explain those transfer records? And the equity transfer agreement you signed?"

Father Pei was speechless. He opened his mouth and looked at Jiang Muyao at the door for help, his eyes full of regret.

Jiang Muyao sighed and walked forward:

"Mom, Dad is indeed under the spell of bewitching, so his behavior is out of control.

Every time I go to a hotel, I tighten my control, even taking small pills!"

[I've seen it, and my father-in-law and Lin Wan didn't have any relationship. Judging from their facial features, they didn't have any contact. Otherwise, I wouldn't bother to speak out.]

[I've also calculated that my father-in-law has never changed his heart, nor has he ever wronged my mother-in-law. He's simply been controlled by a spell, and his thoughts have been slowly changed...]

Father Pei nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, my daughter-in-law is right!"

Mother Pei turned her face away: "Even if you were cursed, you should have discovered something was wrong earlier. If it weren't for Mu Yao, our Pei family would be..."

"I was confused..."

[My father-in-law still loves my mother-in-law. Even if he is being controlled, the person he thinks about is still my mother-in-law.]

Seeing this, Jiang Muyao quietly left the room.

Pei Linyuan waited outside the door and asked in a low voice: "How is it?"

Jiang Muyao shrugged, "Mom is still angry, but it should be over soon."

"How do you know?"

"I just left some 'stuff' on Dad."

Before he finished speaking, Pei's mother suddenly cried out in the room: "Zhenghua! What's wrong with you?"

In the room, Father Pei covered his chest with his hands, his face turned blue, and he looked in great pain.

Although Mother Pei was still angry, she couldn't help but step forward to support Father Pei when she saw him like this: "Zhenghua, what's wrong with you?"

Father Pei leaned weakly on the bed, his voice hoarse:

"Wanqing, I...I might be experiencing the backlash of the Enchantment Curse..."

Mother Pei frowned, her tone still cold and hard: "Backlash? Didn't you say that your daughter-in-law has helped you break the curse?"

“The condition has been resolved, but my body hasn’t recovered yet…”

Mother Pei snorted coldly and let go of the hand that supported him: “A man who doesn’t love himself is like rotten cabbage.

If you had been more careful, you wouldn't have been cursed."

Father Pei lowered his head, like a child who had done something wrong: "It's my fault..."

He didn't dare to tell anyone that his wife was cursed. It would be shameful to be scolded by his wife!

Mother Pei glanced at him and softened her tone a little: "Okay, stop pretending to be pitiful. My daughter-in-law said you are fine, so you must be fine."

A hint of joy flashed in Pei's father's eyes: "Wanqing, have you forgiven me?"

"Forgive? It's not that easy, but... considering that you've been relatively honest over the years, I'll allow you to continue living in this house."

"That's enough. I'm already satisfied as long as I can stay with you and your son."

Mother Pei glared at him and said, "Don't push your luck! From now on, I'll be in charge of the family finances, and your pocket money will have to be approved by me."

"Okay, okay, I'll do as you say."

**

Jiang Muyao sat alone in the room, her fingertips gently stroking the dim amulet.

She felt the faint spiritual energy in her body, her brows furrowed: Pei Linyuan's purple energy alone is indeed not enough...

She turned on her computer and searched for keywords such as "reiki revival" and "metaphysical practice", but found that the screen was full of fraudulent advertisements and false information.

In the original owner's memory, modern society scoffed at the concept of ghosts and gods. She, a genius in metaphysics, felt that the spiritual energy was too thin to practice, let alone others.

"No wonder..." she sighed.

“This body cannot withstand Xuanmen magic, not because it is too weak, but because this world simply does not have enough spiritual energy to support it.

Then can she still ascend?

Although she didn't know how other mystical practitioners cultivated, she absolutely couldn't rely solely on Pei Linyuan anymore.

She recalled how she felt when she saved Pei Haoyu, Pei's father, and the driver's daughter Xiaomei.

It seemed that every time she saved someone, a trace of merit would flow towards her.

When saving the third brother and Pei's father, the power was obviously stronger, and when saving Xiaomei, although it was weak, it also made her feel a little warmth.

"So that's it!" A glimmer of understanding flashed in her eyes.

"The power of merit varies depending on the person you save. Kind people and people with great merit are worth saving!"

A live broadcast recommendation suddenly popped up on the phone.

Jiang Muyao stared at it for a few seconds, and combined with the original owner's memory, she suddenly had an idea.

He took out the original owner's spare phone and opened a live streaming platform.

In order to attract attention, the original owner had also started live broadcasts of beauty and showing off wealth, and there are still a few scattered fans left in the account.

"perhaps..."

She tapped the table with her fingertips: "Instead of passively waiting for help, why not take the initiative!"

That night, the Pei family study was transformed into a temporary live broadcast room!

Jiang Muyao set up a mobile phone stand and hung the Bagua formation diagram she drew by hand on the background.

Mother Pei leaned against the crack of the door, her eyes shining: "Mu Yao is going to start a live broadcast!"

Pei's father came over and said, "Live broadcast? What live broadcast?"

Pei Haoyu squeezed in the middle: "Sister-in-law, are you going to be an internet celebrity?"

Pei Linyuan stood at the back, expressionless: "Can you guys act a little more like elders?"

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