Ni Sangwan looked at her for a long time before she concealed the displeasure and anger in her eyes and chuckled, "Ms. Su is worthy of being a host. Your logic is clear and your words are eloquent. I really can't beat you."

"Miss Ni, you are too kind. As a host, if my logic is not clear and my speech is not smooth, I will be suspended." Su Yang looked calm: "I don't like trouble and disputes, but I am not a good-tempered person. As the saying goes, I will not offend others if they don't offend me. If someone offends me, I will return it double."

"I won't bother with Miss Ni's provocations because of Rong Zhan and Xi Xi, but... I hope that Miss Ni can be more well-mannered as a daughter of a wealthy family in the future. If such things that are not presentable get out, it will surely bring shame to you, an international supermodel."

"Miss Su...is this a threat?" Ni Sangwan tightened his hands holding the knife and fork slightly, and the feeling of displeasure in his heart arose again.

"Threats are too much. Isn't this a kind reminder?" Su Yang smiled faintly, as if she was charming: "After all, the Rong family and the Ni family are old friends and have a good relationship. You and Rong Zhan and Rong Xi grew up together. Miss Ni should be a smart person. You should understand what I mean, right?"

"Then Miss Su, do you think that the relationship between you and Azhan for more than two months is comparable to our friendship for more than twenty years?" Ni Sangwan leaned back in his chair leisurely, with his arms folded across his chest, looking at her.

Su Yang curled his lips and sneered, his cold almond eyes showing a hint of contempt: "Of course there is no comparison. As the saying goes, it takes a hundred years to be able to ride the same boat, and a thousand years to be able to sleep on the same pillow. I have a thousand years of fate with him, so what are your twenty years? Besides, it's just friendship."

Hearing this, Ni Sangwan's face suddenly darkened, and he could no longer maintain his calm and proud expression.

She was such a proud and confident person, and no one had ever suppressed her like this, leaving her unable to refute a word and even feeling ashamed.

"This meal is my treat. Please enjoy your meal, Miss Ni. I will take my leave now."

Su Yang smiled, slowly stood up with her bag, nodded slightly at her, walked out of the cubicle with elegant steps, and paid the bill at the front desk.

Ni Sangwan felt as if she was humiliated, her face flushed, she bit her lips tightly, glanced in the direction where Su Yang left, turned the ring on her index finger, and took deep breaths to adjust her angry mentality.

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When she returned to Rongge Mansion, Mrs. Luo had not yet finished get off work, so she approached her enthusiastically and asked if she wanted to eat anything.

Su Yang looked at the shoe cabinet at the door and saw Rong Zhan's indoor slippers were still there, so he knew that he had not returned yet.

Since Ni Sangwan and I hadn't eaten much just now, we suggested that we should have some mixed noodles. Mrs. Luo happily agreed and went to the kitchen to get busy.

Su Yang put down his bag and went to the cat room in the basement, and told Qiansui about the strange thing he saw on Ni Sangwan today.

"You can't see the flow of luck?" Qiansui was also quite shocked after hearing this: "It shouldn't be like this. With your current ability, it's easy to see the luck of anyone. How could you not see it?"

"Are you saying I saw it wrong?" Su Yang heard the implication of his words and rolled his eyes.

Qiansui smacked his lips and thought deeply: "Besides not being able to see her luck, is there anything else that makes you feel wrong?"

Su Yang pursed her lips and said, "She was wearing a rather special black cat ring on her hand. They said it was specially customized. I didn't notice anything, but I just thought it was special at first glance. Also, my assistant said that she felt uncomfortable physically and mentally when she was close to her. This can't be such a coincidence, right? Could it be related to not being able to see her luck?"

"Black Cat Ring?" Qiansui narrowed his eyes.

According to the thinking of many people, black cats represent bad luck. Not to mention raising black cats, there are very few people who have such accessories.

But there are also some people who like black cats and love black cats.

Qiansui's pupils shrank as if he had thought of something, but he was not quite sure: "Next time you come into contact with her, be more careful and don't be careless. Also, can you think of a way to take a picture of her black cat ring and bring it back to me?"

"You can actually draw? Impossible?" Qiansui blurted out, "You can't judge a person by his appearance. You don't look like you can draw."

Before he could finish his words, Su Yang slapped him on the forehead: "Can't I find someone to help me draw?"

"Who is that?" Qiansui scratched his forehead with his claws in grievance.

"Fu Peiyu."

"Who is that?"

"The guest of this recording is the niece of Fu Yueci, the second wife of the Rong family."

"You've come a long way, but it's enough for me to see it." Qiansui raised his eyes and said, "By the way, the peach branch in the white magnolia vase has two more leaves today. You can make it into a sachet to accumulate good karma and stabilize your soul."

"You want me to sell the sachet as a trade?"

"Of course, I will help the peach branch to bloom. As long as the peach branch blooms, your soul will become more and more stable." Qiansui replied confidently: "But don't you humans like to use money to exchange things? You can't just give it away for free, it will easily arouse suspicion, and you can't ask for it yourself, people have to give it to you on their own initiative."

"You mean... you want me to sell sachets?"

"It sounds a bit weird, but you can't just sell the leaves, right?"

Su Yang: “…”

"With your current luck flow and the spiritual energy in the bottle, it won't be a problem for the peach branch to grow a leaf every three to five days." Qiansui looked at her silent expression and analyzed it for her with great interest: "First, find someone to open up the market. When you become famous, you can quit your job at the TV station and this will be enough to support you."

Su Yang: “…”

She never imagined that one day she would become a sachet seller.

"How do you make the sachet?" Su Yang glared at him and asked a fatal question.

"You can't?"

"Do you think I look like someone who can do this?"

"It's okay. There are so many firsts in life, so it doesn't matter if there's one more. Isn't there a saying in the human world? It's always good to have many skills. Besides, this is something that can save your life, so you must learn it."

Su Yang was speechless and was once again at a loss for words.

"That's right...if you expand the market blindly, you might be regarded as a liar by others. You have to think about this carefully." Qiansui frowned worriedly and shook his beard.

"Isn't there a ready-made one?" Su Yang said calmly, his eyes far away: "Lin Qingle should have been discharged from the hospital for a long time. The evil spirit in his body should have been absorbed by your silver bead. It's time to pay a return visit."

(End of this chapter)