Mind reading saves the whole family; I'm firmly in the role of a charlatan.

Chapter 31 Perhaps it's because like-minded people repel each other?
Perhaps because he was too tired of pretending on weekdays, Pei Yiyuan's alternate account was completely unrestrained, and he dared to say anything.

"I don't know what he was thinking. He's a non-professional idol who came out of a talent show. If it weren't for the company's strong support and the fact that he happened to end up in the author's older brother's entertainment company, how would he have gotten this big opportunity? As a result, he got arrogant as soon as he was promoted. The other day, when President Xi came to see He Xuan, he saw him and he was so jealous that he looked like he wanted to eat someone alive."

Du Anrao looked surprised upon hearing this: "He caused all this trouble because President Xi contacted my second brother instead of him?"

"Exactly! I don't know who gave him the courage to think he's on par with He Xuan? What's his status compared to He Xuan's? Even if He Xuan were to make a cameo appearance as a supporting actor, the production team would still label him as a special guest star in their promotional materials."

Zhou Shunzhe grew angrier the more he thought about it: "He actually thinks that just because he played the lead role, he's a level above He Xuan, and that investors are insulting him by going to He Xuan instead. Doesn't he even realize how unworthy he is? Not a damn unworthy!"

"Cough cough cough..." As soon as Zhou Shunzhe finished speaking, Du Hexuan's deathly gaze swept over him, as if to say, "Why do you have to use such vulgar language? You're corrupting my child."

Zhou Shunzhe: "..." I can't afford to offend him.

Du Anrao didn't seem to care about that: "So, he crashed and burned because of this?"

Although Pei Yiyuan's actions were indeed quite offensive, it only shows that he is petty, says one thing and does another, and has character issues. It is still somewhat different from what Du Anrao expected, that he would become a lawbreaker and be completely blacklisted.

"Of course, it's not just because of that. Let me tell you, don't let his gentle, boyish appearance fool you, he's a real troublemaker behind the scenes..."

Du Anrao knew that Pei Yiyuan had a chaotic private life, but he didn't know that this guy was a loser with a male chauvinistic mindset. He enjoyed the fans' praise while verbally belittling them.

"He even numbered the women he had relationships with, and wrote a short essay expressing his feelings after each encounter." As a fellow man, Zhou Shunzhe found this man quite indescribable. "He thinks he's an emperor, even selecting concubines for himself."

Du Anrao remained silent for a long time before finally coming to a conclusion.

"Why didn't President Jiang take a liking to him? They must have gotten along very well."

Zhou Shunzhe paused for a moment, then chuckled: "Right, right, right, one is choosing a concubine and the other is choosing a husband, how come they didn't pair them up and lock them up?"

"...Perhaps it's because same-sex repulsion?"

Du Anrao's interruption improved Zhou Shunzhe and the others' mood a little, but one person couldn't laugh.

Du Anrao glanced sympathetically at the dejected Director Gao, then thought for a moment and offered words of comfort: "Director Gao, please accept my condolences. Actually, looking at it from another perspective, it's not so bad that it's been exposed now. At least you have a chance to make amends. Besides, your drama hasn't been filming for very long, so if you have to reshoot with different actors, the losses will be relatively smaller. But if it were to be exposed just before the drama was finished and everything was ready for release, that would truly be..."

Director Gao was on the verge of tears. Despite his words, the series of mishaps on set had already attracted the attention of investors.

The situation with Du Hexuan was alright before. Although the public opinion was initially unfavorable, at least we knew the ins and outs of the matter and there was a reversal, which allowed us to give an explanation to the investors.

This time, however, the evidence is conclusive and there is no way to deny it.

Just as Du Anrao went to the restroom, several investors called to discuss withdrawing their investment, making the already financially strapped production crew even worse off.

Director Gao is so worried that even the few hairs he has left on his head are on the verge of breaking.

Upon hearing this, the assistant director seemed to realize something and tentatively asked, "Xiao Du, did you... know something beforehand?"

Reminded by this, Director Gao also recalled the words Du Anrao had given him a few moments earlier, and his eyes brightened slightly: "Dark clouds overhead, that's what it means, right? And the purple aura coming from the east..." Du Anrao hadn't expected his casual prediction to come true so quickly. He glanced again at the dark clouds above Director Gao's head, which were gradually being dispelled by the purple aura and sunlight, and said uncertainly, "Don't worry, maybe soon you'll have a benefactor to help you and turn misfortune into good fortune?"

"Really?"

"Really...right?"

Before Director Gao could press further, Du Hexuan stepped in front of his sister, saying, "Director Gao, sometimes it's better to be too explicit."

Director Gao then sheepishly withdrew his hand, but a glimmer of hope appeared in his heart: "He Xuan is right, I was too impatient. Now that something like this has happened, the filming will definitely have to be suspended for a while. I'll wait a few more days, maybe it will be like the master said, things will turn around and a benefactor will come to my aid. I will definitely give you a big red envelope then."

Du Anrao: "..." That's not necessary.

Because of Du Anrao's words, Director Gao at least regained some of his energy and spirits, and the matter was temporarily put aside.

On the way back, Du Anrao finally relaxed and had time to study what he had seen not long ago.

So, when I suddenly saw my second brother's forehead light up, it wasn't just my imagination?

The Du family members were also on edge, wondering what the black mist and light Du Anrao had mentioned were, and whether they would affect her health.
But why? This has never happened before. Could this be the time Master was talking about?

When Du Anrao's master was mentioned, the Du couple's expressions became somewhat subtle.

That day, they met Du Anrao at the foot of the mountain, who was carrying a small bundle. After recognizing her, they wanted to take Du Anrao up the mountain to visit the abbot and thank him for raising her over the years.

Du Anrao once mentioned that she was sent down the mountain by her master to gain experience, and she could not go back without her master's permission, and even if she did go back, she would not be able to find him.

At the time, the Du couple thought that the child was talking nonsense because she had suddenly learned about her origins and was not in a good mood, so they insisted on taking her up the mountain.

As a result, the family of three encountered a maze of obstacles, wandering around in the mountains for half a day, but still couldn't find the mountain gate.

Even though I could clearly see the Taoist temple not far ahead, every time I walked over, I would wander back to the original spot.

After this happened several times, the couple finally believed it and, with mixed feelings, left the mountain with Du Anrao.

After returning to S City, the two did consider investigating the identity of the Taoist temple's abbot, but after so long, they could only find out that the temple seemed to have a history of a hundred years.

As for who built it, who lived there, who inherited it before, and whether there were pilgrims visiting it regularly, we know nothing about any of that.

It seemed to have appeared out of nowhere, isolated from the world, ethereal and otherworldly, making one feel that even prying into it would be an offense.

Now, upon hearing Du Anrao mention it again, Du's father and mother exchanged a knowing glance, and a guess arose in their hearts.

Could it be that the master who raised their An'an was truly a reclusive master with real skills?

(End of this chapter)