Everyone was anxious, but they couldn't rush her, so they could only sit down and listen to her continue.
“I calculated Mr. Huo’s fate. He is a typical person who is wealthy and long-lived. Even if his bed is facing an auspicious place, he should not be so sick and we still cannot find the cause.”
Rosie frowned, her eyes darting around, and then she asked urgently, "Why should I believe what you calculated?"
Tang Yaoyao leaned back lazily on the sofa, stretched, picked up a teacup from the coffee table, and rubbed it gently, her thumb pausing on the cup's rim.
"This should be Mr. Huo's usual teacup."
Upon hearing this, the Huo family members were taken aback, their eyes burning with rage.
There are four identical teacups on the table. Only the Huo family knows which one is Huo Yu's teacup. Even if they are placed together, they cannot tell them apart. Therefore, his teacup is placed facing inwards.
Tang Yaoyao knew it was the head of the family's teacup just by touching it.
It was just a small detail that gave everyone a jolt, turning their initial disbelief into complete trust.
Qiu Jie nodded: "It's my husband's teacup."
"He has a resolute face and three not-so-obvious moles on his face, which are all signs of good fortune. However, he had an accident in his youth and lost an arm. Because he saved someone, his good fortune increased, and he became close to those around him, which attracted evil spirits."
evil spirits...
Huo Xueyin's face turned pale, and she subconsciously looked around, somewhat frightened.
"The evil spirits I'm referring to are villains; Mr. Huo is cursed by villains."
Qiu Jie murmured, "You little bastard..."
"His ancestors were poor farmers for three generations and never did anything bad. This accumulated into good fortune, which was given to him in this life. Even if he doesn't become obsessed with feng shui and doesn't build such a villa in a feng shui treasure land, he will still live a worry-free life."
She paused, looked at Su Lexin, and said, "If you can endure the poverty and hardship before and refrain from stealing and robbing, then good fortune will truly unite with your destiny when your first child is born, and only then will you achieve success in your career."
Su Lexin's face turned pale instantly, unwilling to believe it: "How could this be... It was clearly my mother who taught him feng shui that changed his fate..."
"Feng shui can indeed improve one's fortune, but it cannot change one's destiny. Mr. Huo's ancestors accumulated good karma, and his destiny is in his own hands. Your mother only knew this and took the opportunity to ask for a favor."
Su Lexin didn't believe it: "How could that be? You're talking nonsense..."
Tang Yaoyao used fortune telling to persuade her: "Mr. Huo could have been successful as early as twenty years old. It's just a pity that you two couldn't keep your first child. After Huo Qifeng was born, good fortune came and everything went smoothly. If I'm not wrong, Mr. Huo met Su Yan in the same month that Huo Qifeng was born."
"Mom, did my brother have a child before?" Huo Xueyin was shocked.
Huo Qifeng also looked at her, seeking confirmation.
Qiu Jie nodded: "Yes, my family was too poor back then, and I didn't get enough nutrition, so I miscarried..."
As she spoke, her eyes gradually turned incredulous: "The first child is a wound in your father's and my hearts, something we haven't mentioned to anyone for so many years. Miss Tang, you can even figure that out..."
“I can calculate anything that has happened, whether it’s good or bad. This is Mr. Huo’s fate, and it has nothing to do with anyone else. Su Yan just got a good deal.”
Tang Yaoyao withdrew her gaze and slowly looked at Luo Xi, whose face had turned ashen: "Mr. Huo is gentle by nature, which is why he allowed the villain to take advantage of him. If you can avoid this calamity and stay away from this villain, you will surely live a long and blessed life."
She was looking at Rosie when she was talking about the little man, so...
Rosie shook her head frantically, tears of terror welling in her eyes: "I'm not a villain, I...I...I..."
Unable to argue with Tang Yaoyao, she turned her gaze to Qiu Jie: "Auntie, I'm your own niece. I often come to keep you company and treat you like my own family. How could I be a villain?"
"Miss Tang..."
Tang Yaoyao interrupted her slowly and deliberately: "Mrs. Huo, don't be so distressed yet. Let me explain the reasons first, and then we'll decide how to treat your niece!"
Everyone fell silent, because subconsciously they had already believed in Tang Yaoyao's abilities.
Just as she was about to continue speaking, Fu Ziyi came over with a cup of tea.
He reached out and placed the teacup in front of her, then lifted the lid of the teacup without saying a word to disturb her.
This scene was extremely jarring to Rosie.
He actually felt sorry for Tang Yaoyao because she talked too much, and even poured her some water...
This detail proves how much he dotes on her.
Rosie's jealousy was growing wildly, and tears suddenly welled up in her eyes. If Ziyi knew the truth, he would be even less likely to like her...
what to do?
Tang Yaoyao gently curved her lips into a smile, her two shallow dimples appearing incredibly charming at that moment. She took a small sip and licked her little tiger teeth, saying, "Thank you, Brother Ziyi~"
He didn't answer her, but his usually cold expression softened for a moment.
Then, Tang Yaoyao continued, "Mr. Huo was not actually sick; he was given a slow-acting poison."
Upon hearing this, everyone was taken aback.
Huo Qifeng clenched his fists, his eyes turning cold. It took him a while to control his temper before he asked her in a deep voice, "Do you know who it is?"
Tang Yaoyao toyed with her teacup, then slowly parted her lips and said, "Rosie."
Qiu Jie's eyes stung with pain as she murmured, "How could this be? I watched that girl grow up."
Rosie said anxiously, "Yes, Auntie, I've been so good to you and Uncle, how could I possibly harm you?"
Although Huo Xueyin trusted Tang Yaoyao, she couldn't believe that Luo Xi was the one who poisoned her.
Huo Qifeng frowned and asked, "Miss Tang, the doctor couldn't find out that my father was poisoned..."
"Of course it can't be detected, because it's a type of medicine that can be taken. Logically speaking, this medicine is not toxic, but Mr. Huo is too old to take it. Long-term use can lead to adverse reactions such as chest tightness, depression, anxiety, and mania."
Upon hearing this, Qiu Jie was stunned. In her memory, Huo Yu was indeed like that.
"This is an antidepressant and anti-anxiety medication. The dosage is too strong. Even patients with depression and anxiety will have their condition worsen if they take it. For a normal person, this medication is enough to destroy their sight. Overall, Mr. Huo is not sick."
Qiu Jie murmured, "I'm not sick..."
Tang Yaoyao nodded and put down her teacup: "Mr. Huo just can't control his emotions. They're churning inside him. He can't relieve his inner turmoil, so he subconsciously chooses to sleep. Because of the medication, he has a habitual tendency to faint, and his brain is lacking oxygen, which is why he's like this now."
Upon hearing this, Qiu Jie gripped her thigh tightly, staring at her niece in disbelief. If Old Chen hadn't found his son, she would hardly have believed what Tang Yaoyao was saying.
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