Chapter 14 Your wife is going to conspire with her lover to kill you.
"What?!"
Chu Ci's expression changed, and he quickly took the newspaper.
The newspaper was freshly printed by a publishing house; the ink still smelled strong, and the warmth hadn't even dissipated.
The text clearly states that Cheng Jia's daughter-in-law, Li Fushui, had nowhere else to turn and sought help from a spiritual medium. The medium was moved by her deep love for her daughter and eventually helped her find her daughter who had been missing for a week.
Unfortunately, her daughter had been dead for some time and there was nothing that could be done.
The newspapers not only contained photos of the crime scene, but also showed the elderly Mrs. Cheng collapsing at the scene, and Li Fushui weeping bitterly, almost fainting from grief.
Chu Ci's pupils contracted, and his grip on the newspaper tightened.
That's not right.
She had just returned from the crime scene. How could these newspapers be published so quickly?
There was also a crime scene.
When she returned, the police had already cordoned off the area.
How could anyone have taken photos of the scene?
"Master?" Noticing her pale face, Abbess Fang asked with concern, "Are you tired?"
"I'm fine." Chu Ci slowly released the newspaper from her hand and handed it back to her. "Sorry, the newspaper is a bit wrinkled."
"What's the big deal? As long as it's watchable!"
Master Fang cheerfully accepted the newspaper and wanted to ask Chu Ci about the details of the murder case, but seeing her unpleasant expression, she could only leave dejectedly.
Chu Ci lost her appetite. After Abbess Fang left, she stared at the leftover rice in her bowl for a long time before finally standing up.
"Grandma, I have to go out for a bit."
"Hey, Aci, finish your meal before you leave..."
"Grandma, I have something urgent!"
Chu Ci grabbed her coat and hurriedly left the house, heading straight for the police station.
This time, she went to the police station where the Major Crimes Unit in charge of the case was located.
When she arrived, the police station was already surrounded by reporters.
The tragic death of Cheng's granddaughter shocked the entire Hong Kong.
Several reporters in the back, who hadn't managed to get good interview spots, gathered together and complained.
"What's wrong with the police station? Such a big matter was only leaked to a small newspaper!"
"I didn't get the first scoop, and my editor-in-chief gave me a severe scolding! The police station must have taken money; otherwise, how could an obscure little newspaper get such important information!"
"Honestly, the police chief is still being stubborn. I'm going to have to ask him how much bribe he took!"
Chu Ci: "..."
Standing behind the reporters, watching the police chief's flustered movements, she knew she wouldn't be able to get in today.
She sighed softly and went back home, only to find someone waiting for her there.
When Grandma saw Chu Ci return, she greeted her with a smile and gestured for a couple behind her, saying, "They've come to ask you about rice."
Chu Ci looked over, and the couple sitting at the table looked over as well.
They were a stylishly dressed couple, probably around twenty-five or twenty-six years old.
The woman raised her hand to greet her: "Hello, Miss Medium."
Chu Ci sensed something was off about her tone and told Grandma to go out first.
The man on the other end handed over his business card. "Hello, we're from a newspaper. My surname is Ge. May I interview you?"
"Sorry, I don't give interviews."
Having just returned from the police station and witnessed the demeanor of those reporters, she no longer felt the urge to confront them.
The two reporters exchanged a glance, not surprised by her refusal.
The female reporter smiled and said, "It's okay if you don't want to be interviewed, we can ask you to tell our fortunes?"
She added, "I heard that you not only have psychic abilities, but you can also tell fortunes?"
Chu Ci was about to refuse, but the system intervened first.
[Phase 1: Spiritual Medium's Incense Shop]
[Task posted: Tell the fortunes of two reporters]
[Reward: A Quick Guide to Fortune Telling]
Chu Ci: "..."
Although she didn't understand the meaning of the reward, she was extremely tempted.
"Okay, just a moment."
She took the opportunity to go to her bedroom and collected the reward from the previous task.
Soon they brought out a black chair, the same color as the spirit table, clearly a matching set.
She sat in the psychic chair and gestured for the two reporters to sit opposite her.
"Please, what would you two like to know?"
The two reporters exchanged a glance, and the female reporter spoke first: "Before I came here, I heard that you did your neighbor in the building a great favor by figuring out that her son-in-law was a murderer, thus saving their whole family's lives."
"It just so happens that I'm getting married soon, so I'd like to ask you to do a fortune telling to see if my fiancé is my true love."
“Sure,” Chu Ci nodded in agreement. “Do you have a photo of that person?”
"Yes." The female reporter took out a photo of herself and the man from her wallet.
Chu Ci memorized the man's appearance in the photo, then looked into the female reporter's eyes.
A flood of fragments rushed into her brain, but perhaps because of the psychic chair, she still felt uncomfortable, though not to the point of fainting.
She closed her eyes and quietly watched the extra fragments that appeared in her mind.
The two reporters exchanged a glance as they saw her covering her head.
The male reporter couldn't help but ask, "Master, do you need to ask for spirit possession? What about your birth date and time? Palm lines? Or maybe a character analysis or something?"
Chu Ci shook her head, "No need."
She quietly watched the scenes flash through her mind, not noticing the male reporter shrug at the female reporter.
Silently, he said, "He's a fraud."
The female reporter couldn't help but feel disappointed.
She also wants to write a column to explore the folk culture of Hong Kong.
It seems like there's no chance now.
Just as the two reporters were about to give up in disappointment, Chu Ci slowly opened his eyes and looked at the female reporter.
"Weren't you and this man already married? Or divorced?"
The female reporter suddenly looked up at her, unable to believe her eyes.
“You… Master,” she quickly corrected herself, “how did you know?”
Chu Ci: "..."
She realized that the female reporter was lying to her.
"Master, please don't misunderstand, we didn't mean to deceive you." Seeing Chu Ci's expression change, the female reporter quickly explained, "We...we..."
The female reporter couldn't think of an excuse, so she quietly nudged her colleague with her elbow, signaling him to quickly come up with one.
The male colleague gave an awkward laugh. He couldn't very well say to their faces that they thought fortune telling and psychic abilities were all scams, could he?
Chu Ci snorted, "I know, you're just plain rude."
"Pay up." She stood up and pointed to the sign hanging by the door. "One hundred per divination, clearly marked price."
The two reporters couldn't help but feel the pinch.
They were just junior reporters for gossip magazines, earning only a little over three thousand a month.
It costs 100 yuan to have your fortune told here!
But since they were in the wrong first, the female reporter reluctantly took out the money but didn't leave.
"Master, may I have another reading done?"
Chu Ci waited for the notification that the mission was completed, but after a while, it still didn't arrive.
Telling fortunes for two reporters...does that mean you should also tell the fortune for the male reporter?
She shook her head. "No, each person can only have one divination per day. Whatever you want to have read, you'll have to wait until tomorrow."
The male reporter was delighted, "Then it's my turn!"
He took out a photo of his wife, casually pulled out a hundred yuan, and rubbed his hands together.
"Master, my wife is pregnant. I'd like to know if she will have a son or a daughter?"
"You want to calculate the baby's gender?" Chu Ci frowned.
In Hong Kong during that era, many people had a preference for sons over daughters.
She was worried that this man would make his wife have an abortion. She was about to say no, but she accidentally met the man's eyes, and countless images flooded her mind uncontrollably.
But this clip is different from the previous ones!
Chu Ci clutched his head, wishing he could blur out the images in his mind!
This man's wife is having sex with another man!
Not only did she cheat on her husband, but she also brought her lover to their home, and the child in her belly wasn't even the male reporter's!
At the end of the clip, the male reporter's wife planned to conspire with her lover to kill her husband and then inherit his estate. Chu Ci looked at the male reporter with pity.
Bathed in Chu Ci's eerie gaze, the male reporter's playful smile gradually vanished, and he even became somewhat uneasy.
"Master, is something bad going to happen on the day my wife gives birth?" He quickly took out all the money from his wallet, anxiously pleading, "You're so powerful, could you please perform a ritual to avert this? Please, Master, help me!"
Chu Ci looked at the money and took out only one divination bill.
"The child in your wife's belly isn't yours. Be careful when you go home tonight. She's planning to conspire with her lover to kill you and inherit your house."
Before she could finish speaking, the male reporter became furious.
"You old hag, you're talking nonsense!"
He shoved aside the female reporter who tried to stop him and began swearing.
"My wife and I grew up together, we're childhood sweethearts, and our relationship is incredibly strong! I think you're just jealous of me because people think this line of work is unlucky and you can't get married, so you're framing my wife!"
After saying that, he picked up the money on the table and stuffed it haphazardly into his wallet.
"Damn it, I didn't check the almanac before I went out today, that's why I ran into a liar like you!"
It even amounted to flipping the table in protest.
But the table was too heavy, and he couldn't lift it no matter how many times he tried.
Not only did it fail to achieve its intended effect of demonstrating, it also made him feel somewhat embarrassed.
"You damn old hag, you just wait!" he shouted angrily. "You wait, I'll go get my brothers, and we'll smash up this lousy shop of yours right now!"
The female reporter was caught off guard and quickly pulled her colleague away.
But instead of being held back, he stumbled twice and almost fell.
She glanced at her colleague who was storming off, then at Chu Ci, whose expression remained unchanged, and finally decided to chase after her colleague.
"I'm sorry, Master, my colleague and his wife have a very good relationship. He might not be able to accept what you said about his wife..."
"It's nothing." Chu Ci waved his hand dismissively. "Go and try to persuade him not to go home tonight."
"good."
The female reporter quickly chased after her.
The male reporter encountered He Lihua and her husband in the hallway.
The couple had just finished arranging the funeral for Zhou Jiacheng's ex-wife and wanted to ask a master if he could help her pass on to the afterlife, but they overheard some juicy gossip at the door.
The male reporter glared at the two eavesdroppers and was about to enter the elevator when Zhou Jiacheng stopped him.
"Brother," he kindly advised, "being cuckolded is nothing to be ashamed of. What man hasn't been cuckolded before?"
The male reporter stared wide-eyed in shame and indignation, then turned to look at He Lihua beside him.
He Lihua looked annoyed and spat out several times.
"Why are you looking at me! It was his ex-wife who cheated on him, not me!"
She put her hands on her hips and scoffed, "He and his ex-wife knew each other inside and out, they grew up together. But so what? His ex-wife still ran off with all his money, didn't she?"
Seeing the male reporter's defiant expression, He Lihua was too lazy to say anything more to him. "You can't reason with a fool. If you don't believe me, then don't believe me. Anyway, we're not going to lose anything."
After saying that, she put on a smiling face and walked into Chu Ci's incense shop.
"Master, I heard you've solved another major case!"
...
The male reporter didn't listen to what was said after that and stormed into the elevator.
The female reporter caught up with him, but seeing his bad expression, she didn't dare to offer any further advice.
After thinking for a moment, he said tactfully, "Ryan, I heard that a female celebrity is accompanying her sugar daddy at the Central Hotel tonight. Shall we go and stake it out?"
She exclaimed excitedly, "If we can snag an exclusive story this time, the editor-in-chief will definitely appreciate us, and maybe even give us a raise!"
But the male colleague, who was usually very proactive at work, shook his head.
"I earn money to give my wife a better life. How could anyone be so mean as to say such things to her for such a small amount of money!"
The male colleague clenched his fists. "I'm going home tonight, and tomorrow I'll be all lively and energetic, bringing my wife to this scammer's shop so the whole building knows she's a fraud!"
A note from the author:
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Huo Sheng only realized she was just a spoiled, arrogant, and mentally ill female supporting character in a novel when she was hit by a car and killed.
She was forced offline by the author due to reader backlash.
To quell the readers' anger, the author also portrayed her as a submissive female supporting character in another period drama.
The daily life of a pushover female supporting character:
I start cooking at four in the morning, making eight dishes and a soup for breakfast, and then I get scolded after the family wakes up.
She was scolded by her parents' family before she got married, and she was scolded by her husband's family after she got married.
I get scolded by my family members normally, and by relatives during holidays.
I was scolded by classmates and teachers at school, and by bosses and colleagues at work.
Her purpose in being her is to act as a caretaker for the male protagonist and his adopted sister's happy life, and then get scolded.
Finally, before she died, she received thanks from the male and female protagonists and passed away happily with a smile.
Huo Sheng, who had transmigrated into the body of a bullied female supporting character, was speechless upon opening her eyes.
I'll go to hell!
After a burst of birdsong and fragrant flowers, she tore up the script that portrayed her as a victim.
From then on, all the characters in the book were shrouded in the shadow of her slap.
Her biological parents favored her older brother and younger sister, treating her, the second child, like a babysitter.
I'll go to hell!
If he flips the table and goes berserk, the whole family will get a slap from each other; no one can escape!
During the holidays, both my uncle and aunt's families are waiting to eat, so why should they be made to do all the work?
I'll go to hell!
They caught two kids from each family and forced them to fight. Anyone who dared to stop them would be slapped!
Grandparents stopped them?
I'll spend next year's Mid-Autumn Festival with the anniversary of your deaths, you two old geezers!
The male protagonist's family came to propose marriage, but he had already secretly conceived a child with his adopted sister, the female protagonist, and was just waiting to force her to marry him and become his slave.
I'll go to hell!
The female protagonist, who adopted a younger sister, slapped the male protagonist with eighteen slaps, and the vicious parents were slapped so hard they were turned into spinning tops!
You dare to scheme against me, Huo Sheng? I'll make your whole family a laughingstock in the city!
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The richest family in the east of the city made a fortune by taking advantage of the reform and opening up policy. However, they couldn't bring themselves to offend their relatives, and their company was riddled with problems because of them.
Hearing that the Huo family's daughter was not to be trifled with, he immediately decided to spend a fortune to marry her.
After Huo Sheng married into the family and met her relatives, she knew that she had found new fun.
During the New Year's gathering, I slapped all my relatives without fail, giving each one two slaps, without bias or favoritism.
From now on, relatives will avoid them!
That evening, her in-laws and sisters-in-law thanked her profusely, while her handsome husband, whom she had been forced into marriage with, looked completely bewildered, his eyes filled with a hint of adoration.
After closing the door, Huo Sheng took the opportunity to make a request, asking politely:
"I'm tired of slapping people's faces, can I have a pat on the butt?"
Honey, your butt is so round and perky!
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