"It's my fault. Madam Ruan has a noble character and naturally doesn't care about these material things. This is my gift to Master Ling."

Mrs. Yang handed over another check, also for $100,000, and she lost all her smile.

In her heart, she cursed all eighteen generations of the Ruan family's ancestors. When the Yang family recovers, she will make sure that little bitch named Ruan gets the hell out of Hong Kong!

"Forget it. Mrs. Yang is so sincere. It would be bad if I didn't go. So I'll just go!"

Ruan Qiqi did not collect the two checks in person, but made a gesture, and Mama Jiang ran over with her tail wagging and took the checks from Mrs. Yang.

Mrs. Yang almost broke her back teeth. She actually used a dog to humiliate her. What a damn bitch!

Wait for her!

"Thank you, Mrs. Ruan. Is it possible today?"

Mrs. Yang spoke in an anxious tone. Every day of delay would mean another day of loss for the Yang family.

"It is better to do it today than to wait for a day. Today is an auspicious day. I will come to you at 15:30!"

Ruan Qiqi agreed readily and set a time to visit.

"I'll be waiting for you at home, Madam Ruan!"

Mrs. Yang breathed a sigh of relief, and a smile appeared on her gloomy face.

She naively thought that as long as Ruan Qiqi came to set up the formation, the crisis of the Yang family could be resolved.

"Take care, Yang Tai, Mama-chan, see you off!"

Ruan Qiqi didn't even move, and acted more arrogantly than the Governor of Hong Kong, even asking Mamajiang to see him off.

Mama Jiang ran over happily, glanced at Mrs. Yang who had an unhappy look on her face, walked to the door first, and waited for a while. Mrs. Yang didn't catch up, so Mama Jiang turned back unhappily and called out to her, urging her to hurry up and not delay her from playing with the cub.

Mrs. Yang gritted her teeth, suppressed her anger, and squeezed out a voice from between her teeth: "Mrs. Ruan, goodbye!"

She will endure the humiliation first. After the Yang family’s troubles are resolved, she will ask people on the underworld to teach this arrogant little bitch a profound lesson!

As soon as Mrs. Yang stepped out of the door, she heard the sound of a door closing from behind. Mama Jiang closed the door quickly and ran to Ruan Qiqi to take credit, shaking her head and tail.

"You're so good, here's the can!"

Ruan Qiqi opened a can of food for it, and Ma Ma Jiang ate it with great pleasure, as it loved it.

Mrs. Yang in the corridor was so angry that she almost vomited blood. She went to wait for the elevator with a gloomy face. Suddenly, she felt a chill in her heart and her face became even darker.

Three quarters past noon, isn't this the time for beheading?

No wonder she felt something strange was going on, it was just that she was angry at the time and didn't think too much about it.

The Ruan guy is going too far!

Mrs. Yang really wanted to go back and argue, but she was afraid of offending Ruan Qiqi and not helping the Yang family resolve the crisis. After thinking about it, she decided to endure it and hurried back.

Ruan Qiqi had lunch at the hotel, then went out leisurely, buying a string of fish balls on the way.

Lu Ye and Xia Tao hid in the dark to watch the show and also make it through.

Manzai and Mamajiang are taking care of Zaizai in the hotel.

The time of three quarters after noon was too insulting, and Mrs. Yang was scolded by her husband. Although she was very dissatisfied, the couple had no choice but to bite the bullet and wait at the door to greet Ruan Qiqi's arrival.

The sun was high in the sky at noon, and the dazzling sunlight made it impossible for the couple to open their eyes. They felt hot and dizzy, and had never felt so aggrieved. If the Yang family had not been desperate, how could they have been humiliated by a woman of unknown origin?

A taxi stopped and Ruan Qiqi opened the door. Seeing Mrs. Yang and her husband's angry expressions, she smiled and said, "It's so hot waiting inside the house. There's no need to be so formalistic!"

"Etiquette cannot be abolished. Our Yang family has always attached great importance to etiquette."

Mr. Yang smiled slightly, and it was hard to tell that he was scolding his wife just a minute ago. Mrs. Yang, who was standing next to him, was not as good at acting as her husband and her expression looked a little ugly.

"We really can't forget the teachings of our ancestors. We can't forget our roots!"

Ruan Qiqi looked at the couple meaningfully. From this moment on, the couple's good days were over.

It was Mr. Yang's father who made a fortune from the national crisis, but the couple also got involved a lot. To be precise, the entire Yang family relied on sucking the blood of Chinese soldiers to have their current wealth and glory.

No one is innocent!

Mr. Yang's heart sank, sensing Ruan Qiqi's hidden meaning, and said with a smile: "Of course I dare not forget. Although our Yang family is in Hong Kong, our hearts are always with our hometown!"

He said this particularly loudly, as if he was saying it intentionally for someone to hear.

Because he was sensitive to the changes in the situation, he even suspected that there was a spy in the house who was monitoring his every move every day. Mr. Yang now felt a little regretful. He should have advised his father to be more restrained and not be so greedy 20 years ago. He offended Nei Lu so much that he has no way out now.

Ruan Qiqi smiled. Even a three-year-old child wouldn't believe such nonsense.

People who do evil things will never regret what they have done, but will only feel bad because their interests have been damaged.

Walking through the garden and arriving at the hall, Ruan Qiqi had already seen two formations. She didn't understand formations, but the rockery and fish pond in the garden and the bonsai screen in the garden were obviously new, so she guessed that they were formations.

"These formations were set up by a master, and the effects are not very obvious."

Mr. Yang's tone was gloomy. He had invited all the famous Feng Shui masters in Hong Kong and spent a lot of money, but it was all in vain.

"Your family is in a life-and-death situation this time. If you don't set up a few formations, you will see blood!"

Ruan Qiqi pinched her fingers a few times, her tone very serious.

Mrs. Yang's eyes went dark and she almost fainted. Mr. Yang managed to hold on, but his face looked very ugly. He tried to remain calm and asked, "What does it mean to see blood?"

"How do you kill a pig? You stab it with a knife and blood gushes out. That's seeing blood!"

Ruan Qiqi's tone was light, but her words made Mrs. Yang faint completely.

"Mrs. Ruan, do you mean that someone in our family will die in this disaster?"

Mr. Yang's voice trembled.

"Yes, ten days ago, I reminded your wife that sooner or later, you will get into trouble for what you have done. The wronged souls who made the dirty money back then are here to claim your lives. However, your Yang family has enjoyed a prosperous and wealthy life for twenty years, so that's enough!"

After that, Ruan Qiqi pointed to the roof of the Yang family mansion and said mysteriously: "See? They are all up there. Haven't you felt anything these days? You can't eat or sleep well, and everything is going wrong."

Mr. Yang broke out in a cold sweat after hearing this. Every single one of them matched the mark. No wonder he had lost his appetite and had nightmares at night. The company's cargo ship capsized when it went out to sea. It turned out that those people came to collect the debt.

"Mrs. Ruan, as long as you are willing to help resolve it, I am willing to pay a large sum of money!"

Mr. Yang placed all his hopes on Ruan Qiqi as if he was grabbing a life-saving straw.

"It cannot be resolved. It must be blood. It must be the blood of the Yang family."

Ruan Qiqi asked again: "How is your father's health?"

Mr. Yang's eyes lit up and he looked thoughtful.