As soon as Su Lenghe came out, Li Mengping grabbed her and pulled her outside, telling her about Feng Yu's romantic escapades.

“I didn’t dare to say it before, but seeing your attitude towards Feng Yu, I’m very happy.”

“Feng Yu is a total jerk. You liked him so much before, but I didn’t dare tell you. Do you know that he changes girlfriends every few days? And he even goes to the pleasure boats on the Qinhuai River.”

Qinhuai Painted Boat is a luxury cruise ship, a high-end club exclusively for the entertainment of the wealthy second generation. The owner is very powerful and his background is shrouded in mystery.

These rich kids have lived a life of luxury since childhood, lacking nothing and getting whatever they want. Their lives have been too smooth, so they want to find some fun.

The painted boats on the Qinhuai River were created for this purpose, and what happened on them was quite shocking.

“Once, Feng Yu brought a female companion onto the ship, but after they got on, they swapped companions.”

Su Lenghe frowned slightly: "How did you know?"

"I was just curious," Li Mengping said somewhat embarrassedly. "I heard it was fun there, so I went along. And then I saw them exchanging female partners and bringing them into the room, and making those kinds of noises."

"I personally witnessed a girl covered in injuries being carried away."

As she spoke, she shuddered, still shaken, and said, "That scene was really scary, but they all got used to it and even joked that the woman was in poor health and couldn't handle the 'fuss'."

Su Lenghe frowned: "Has no one reported them?"

"The money is generous enough. I heard that one night here can earn the equivalent of ten years' salary for most people. And I heard it's all consensual."

Su Lenghe fell silent, unsure of what to say.

Everyone has their own destiny; respect the destiny of others.

She made an excuse to send Li Mengping away and got into Rong Yan's car at the corner.

She usually doesn't wear makeup and has a natural beauty, but today, her glamorous attire gives her a domineering beauty.

The moment Rong Yan saw Su Lenghe, his breath hitched, and his Adam's apple bobbed involuntarily.

All Rong Yan saw was Su Lenghe's mouth opening and closing, and he was speechless for a moment: "Huh?"

Su Lenghe leaned closer for a closer look, her tone full of doubt and confusion: "You're not under a curse?"

"What?" Rong Yan's breath hitched, his face turning as red as a boiled crab.

Su Lenghe repeated, "Go home quickly, we'll go out together tonight."

"Where are you going?" Rong Yan asked, blushing. Going out so late at night, isn't that a bit inappropriate?

"Go find Feng Yu."

Rong Yan instantly snapped out of it: "Okay."

As they rounded the corner, a car pulled up next to Rong Yan's car, playing upbeat music.

"Su Lenghe".

Rong Yan looked over and saw a familiar face. Xu Ziming was driving a convertible sports car with a beautiful woman in the passenger seat.

The bruise on the other person's forehead hadn't faded yet and was quite noticeable. Rong Yan felt a little guilty and forced a polite smile at the other person.

This smile looked worse than a grimace to Xu Ziming. Looking at it sent a chill down his spine. Was Rong Yan possessed?

Su Leng glanced at him, her gaze lingering on his face for two seconds. Remembering the gifts he had sent her, she reminded him, "Tell your brother to stay home tomorrow no matter what."

After saying this, the green light turned on, and Su Lenghe said softly, "Let's go."

It was Rong Yan's first time doing something wrong, and he felt a little guilty. He stepped on the gas pedal very fast, and the red sports car disappeared into the night like an arrow.

He watched Su Lenghe's live streams, but he was only half-believing in these mystical things.

However, he still called his brother: "Brother, can you not go on your business trip today?"

"Zimo, what's wrong?"

The older brother was a staunch materialist. If he were to say what Su Lenghe had said, he would definitely disagree. After thinking for a long time, he could only grit his teeth and pretend to be sick: "Brother, I feel a little uncomfortable in my chest. Could you come with me to the hospital?"

"Okay." Without the slightest hesitation, the older brother agreed.

The woman beside him was very puzzled: "Young Master Mo, we..."

Xu Ziming parked the car on the side of the road: "I feel uncomfortable in my chest later, so I'll go to the hospital first."

As she spoke, the woman was forced out of the car. Watching the car drive away, she said indignantly, "Who do you think you are!"

Su Lenghe first went home and changed into her usual T-shirt, feeling incredibly relaxed. Looking at the time, she realized she had to hurry.

In the car, Rong Yan asked, "Where are we going?"

Su Lenghe took out a talisman, folded it into a paper crane, dripped Feng Yu's blood onto the paper crane, snapped her fingers, and the paper crane's wings trembled slightly before it flew up: "Go find Feng Yu."

This is a tracking talisman she created; it can locate the person who cast the spell based on blood.

Rong Yan, driving the car, asked curiously, "We can just follow it?"

Su Lenghe: "This is Feng Yu's blood. He has been given a life-borrowing talisman."

Rong Yan was puzzled: "A life-borrowing talisman?"

"A kind of evil magic, planted in the bodies of blood relatives, that allows them to share lifespans."

Su Lenghe smiled coldly, her expression enigmatic: "It seems Feng is truly cold-blooded."

The paper crane seemed to possess a spirit, leading the way at a moderate pace. Following the paper crane's guidance, Su Lenghe arrived at a small villa in the suburbs of Kyoto.

Originally, Rong Yan was afraid of alerting the enemy, so he planned to walk from a distance. However, as soon as Su Lenghe cast the talisman, the guards outside seemed to be blind and did not react at all.

To prevent their phones from ringing suddenly, the two of them put their phones on silent mode.

Inside the villa, Feng Li wailed in pain, and Feng Zhen said irritably, "A grown man like you, stop yelling."

Sitting in her wheelchair, Feng Yu said with some heartache, "Grandpa, Master, can we start sooner so that Dad suffers less?"

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