Reborn as a True Heiress and Becomes a Boss

Chapter 25 Unlucky Huang Kaiping 2
Luo Dashu leaned closer: "Oh! It's you! What do you want?"

Huang Kaiping pushed his wife away, struggled to his feet, and reached out to grab Yang Nianqing's collar. "Is it because of you that I've been harmed? If anything happens to my father and my child, I will never let you get away with this!"

Fan Ruichen grabbed Huang Kaiping's hand, pulled and twisted it behind him, forcing Huang Kaiping to turn around and kick him hard in the back of his right knee. Huang Kaiping's knee hit the ground hard and he screamed. The whole process was clean and efficient. Yang Nianqing didn't even have time to react before Huang Kaiping was subdued.

"Hey, you! You didn't pay for the fortune telling last time, and today you broke our table and tried to hit us. Let's call the police! You're really despicable! We'll sue you for malicious assault and send you to jail, you bastard!" Luo Dashu roared at Huang Kaiping.

"No, I'm sorry, my husband didn't mean it, he was just too anxious." Zhao Xiu quickly came over to plead for him. Her husband had no choice; he was just too anxious. His father-in-law and son had both been to the hospital, but the doctors found nothing seriously wrong. However, their fevers wouldn't go down. Her father-in-law was old, and his body couldn't handle the fever if it continued. Her son was only 3 years old; she was really afraid that if the fever continued, her son would become mentally disabled.

Near her parents' home, there was a family whose second son, in his early twenties, developed meningitis and a persistent high fever, which eventually caused him to become mentally impaired. Now in his thirties, he speaks incoherently. If someone in their twenties is like this, imagine how much worse it is for her son, who is only three years old. When she came, she repeatedly told her husband not to act impulsively, but it still turned out this way. Desperate times call for desperate measures. It might not be as mystical as her husband described, like some kind of curse, but she couldn't completely dismiss it; what if it were true? So Zhao Xiu came with her husband. As usual, they had a run of bad luck, slipping and falling several times even on flat ground.

As Zhao Xiu helped Fan Ruichen up, she used the opportunity to push Huang Kaiping's hand upwards to reattach his severed arm before releasing it. She then swept her eyes across the two of them with a fierce look. Huang Kaiping screamed in pain, took a step back in fear, and looked at Fan Ruichen warily. This guy, she wondered what he did, had dislocated his own arm with a single move; he was truly impressive. Now that he had met his match, Huang Kaiping dared not utter a word.

Yang Nianqing crossed her arms and said, "I told you we would meet again. It seems time really flies."

Huang Kaiping was a little intimidated. Fan Ruichen, who had just glanced at him indifferently, hesitated before speaking, but his tone became much more polite. "Did I offend you by not paying you? Are you retaliating against me, making my whole family suffer, and even making my dad and son sick?"

After Huang Kaiping finished speaking, Zhao Xiu immediately chimed in, "Sister, my husband was being unreasonable. Calm down, I'll give you the money, please let my family go!" She then suddenly grabbed Yang Nianqing, pulled a wad of cash from her bag, and shoved it into Yang Nianqing's arms. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, sister, please take it."

"Hey, no, don't do this! Let me go! Listen to me!" Stunned by Zhao Xiu's amazing actions, Yang Nianqing struggled and cast a pleading look at Fan Ruichen. This woman was incredibly strong; she couldn't break free.

Fan Ruichen chuckled and stepped forward, tearing Zhao Xiu apart to shield Yang Nianqing in his arms. Yang Nianqing, still shaken, leaned against Fan Ruichen; it was the first time she had ever encountered someone who insisted on giving her money.

Zhao Xiu, who had been pulled away, wanted to step forward but was stopped by Huang Kaiping. Huang Kaiping gave his wife a look, as if to say, "Do you want to get beaten up? That man doesn't look like someone to be trifled with. He won't be polite to you just because you're a woman."

"It wasn't me who harmed your family. If I wanted to harm you, you wouldn't even have the chance to appear here." At this moment, Yang Nianqing's eyes appeared somewhat dark, her aura imposing. This wasn't just Yang Nianqing boasting; Gu Lang was known for his mastery of Qimen Dunjia, the Eight Trigrams, physiognomy, fortune telling, ghost hunting, and exorcism—it wasn't an exaggeration. Even if Yang Nianqing only learned 30-40% of Gu Lang's skills, she could make someone disappear without a trace, leaving no trace of anything amiss. Moreover, Gu Lang had said she was the most talented person in the Gu family's history.

“How could we be so unlucky? Why do my father-in-law and son keep having fevers and the hospital can’t do anything about it? If this continues, my son will become mentally impaired.” Zhao Xiu choked up and wiped away her tears.

Not only that. Yang Nianqing added in his mind, the thing Huang Kaiping obtained was extremely yin and evil, having been buried underground for so many years and absorbing the resentment of countless ghosts and monsters. For an ordinary person like Huang Kaiping to be able to snag it, it was definitely not as simple as the person who brought it out misjudging it. Such an expensive item, casually entering the market, was probably stained with a lot of blood. In just over ten days, it directly changed Huang Kaiping's fate. Generally, tomb raiders would bring up more than just one or two items from the tomb. Who knows how many more dangerous items like this have entered the market? Huang Kaiping's son will die if he is invaded by this yin energy!
"I told you, what your husband has is unclean. I told him to take it to a temple for three months of purification with incense, but he wouldn't listen. There's nothing I can do. Yin energy entering the body is harmful to health. Your father-in-law and son are relatively weak, so they'll be the first to suffer. Your husband hasn't paid me yet. To put it bluntly, your husband dares to owe money to a feng shui master. He's quite bold. Can you guarantee that every time you encounter a feng shui master, it's a fake?" So, don't go around having your fortune told, and if you do, don't refuse to pay. After all, not every feng shui master is a fraud, and not every feng shui master is as good-tempered as Yang Nianqing. It's not impossible to encounter a stingy one who could ruin your family.

"What should we do? Waaah!" Zhao Xiu burst into tears.

“I can go to the hospital with you to help your family remove the evil spirits, but your husband has to compensate me for the things he damaged, and he has to pay me back the money he paid before. The total cost is 10.”

"10? You're extorting me!" Huang Kaiping, who had spent all his savings on antiques and had just lost a large sum of money, was extremely short of cash. Hearing this price, he was heartbroken.

"I'm happy with how much I take. I can take a few dozen yuan from people I like, and of course I'll give more to people I don't like. Think what you want, I don't care," Yang Nianqing shrugged.

Thinking of all the bad luck that had happened to her family recently, the three fires that almost injured them, and her father-in-law and son who were still in the hospital, Zhao Xiu gritted her teeth and said, "Fine, I'll give it to you. Please save my family."

"Wife!"

"Shut up, it's all your fault for causing this mess."

Yang Nianqing chuckled, "Perhaps Huang Kaiping's future success will be inseparable from his wife's influence. I'll take your money and do what I should do. You've paid me, so I'll naturally do what I'm supposed to do."

After saying goodbye to Luo Dashu, Yang Nianqing and Fan Ruichen followed Zhao Xiu to the bank. Since they hadn't made an appointment, Zhao Xiu had to get a number and wait in line. Yang Nianqing and Fan Ruichen each grabbed a skewer of candied hawthorn and started eating. Seeing Huang Kaiping looking at her listlessly, Yang Nianqing smiled at him and took a big bite of her candied hawthorn, chewing it with a loud crunch. Huang Kaiping: He was seething with hatred.

After a while, Zhao Xiu came out and handed a small bag to Yang Nianqing. Yang Nianqing opened it and saw that there were ten stacks of paper; it was quite heavy. Yang Nianqing nodded and put it into her backpack. She said to the two of them, "Now that you've received the money, let's go!"

Huang Kaiping went to drive the car over. Yang Nianqing and Fan Ruichen sat in the back seat. Zhao Xiu was worried that her husband might get a little irritable while driving, so she took the initiative to switch seats with him. Huang Kaiping pouted and reluctantly sat down in the passenger seat and fastened his seatbelt.

The journey was silent. Zhao Xiu felt that the road was unusually long today. She was momentarily distracted when she suddenly saw a large truck coming straight at her at a speed that made it impossible to avoid.

"Ah!!!" Zhao Xiu and Huang Kaiping screamed. Huang Kaiping shouted frantically, "Turn the steering wheel! Turn the steering wheel!"

Fan Ruichen gripped Yang Nianqing's hand tightly, and Yang Nianqing patted his hand to comfort him. She then reached out and held Zhao Xiu's shoulder: "Don't be afraid, drive over there!"

In a panic, people often subconsciously follow the voices they hear. Hearing Yang Nianqing's words, Zhao Xiu didn't brake. Realizing what was happening, she could only watch helplessly as her car sped forward while the oncoming vehicle hurtled towards her. As the truck approached, Zhao Xiu instinctively tried to turn her head and close her eyes, but Yang Nianqing quickly said, "Don't close your eyes!"

As if hitting thin air, the car continued forward without any obstacles. Zhao Xiu took a deep breath, swallowed, and stopped where there was a place to park. Huang Kaiping, panting heavily, asked, "What just happened?"

"It's just an illusion, and it's only directed at you two," Yang Nianqing replied, turning to look at Fan Ruichen with some confusion. This illusion was probably because of the antique Huang Kaiping obtained, and it should only be directed at the couple. She could see it because she had a third eye, so all falsehoods had nowhere to hide. But why could Fan Ruichen see it?

"How is this possible? This is not scientific!" Zhao Xiu said, trembling.

Yang Nianqing shrugged and said, "Just because you haven't seen it doesn't mean it's unscientific. Science is inherently based on people's social practice and is a summary of practical experience. The metaphysics that has been passed down in China for thousands of years is a kind of science. Hurry up and go to the hospital, then let's go to your house to see that antique. That thing should be quite something." Perhaps he underestimated it.

"Okay, okay."

"Did you just see that car?" Yang Nianqing asked Fan Ruichen in a low voice.

Fan Ruichen nodded and said, "I saw it. What's wrong?"

Yang Nianqing shook her head in confusion and said, "It's nothing, but I don't know why you can see it. You shouldn't be able to see it."

"I do not know why either."

Yang Nianqing touched his face and pondered, "Do you have the ability to see ghosts? I'll take you to see ghosts sometime and see if you have the ability to see ghosts."

Fan Ruichen gave a somewhat stiff smile: "No need, if you can see it, you've seen it all the time."

"Go ahead and try it. Don't be afraid, I'll protect you!" Yang Nianqing patted his chest.

Fan Ruichen's lips twitched slightly. "Okay."

Yang Nianqing smiled with satisfaction.

(End of this chapter)