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

Chapter 39 is awkward!
Tang Qianqian, unaware of Du Anrao's implied meaning, asked nervously, "Then what should I do?"

"Avoid going to enclosed, dark, and secluded places, especially at night. If you must go, it's best to go in groups and not go alone."

Bring a few extra helpers; even if we encounter the murderer, we won't be helpless. With luck, we might even be able to save his poor ex-girlfriend.

Xi Jingyue's eyes flickered slightly, and he already had a preliminary plan in mind.

Tang Qianqian breathed a sigh of relief; for her, it wasn't difficult to do all of this.

"Then this potted plant..."

"You can handle it yourself. However, since it has been on your desk for some time, it means that the cause and effect have been formed. Dealing with it now only means that it will not cause you any more harm in the future, but it does not mean that the cause and effect formed before will be dispelled. So you'd better keep what I just said in mind and be careful to avoid it, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable."

Tang Qianqian did have that thought just now. She thought that since everything stemmed from this potted plant, she would be safe if she just threw it away.

Unexpectedly, he was exposed before he could even take any action. He awkwardly touched his nose and dared not take any more chances.

With Tang Qianqian as a cautionary tale, everyone treated Du Anrao with much more caution than before.

Fortunately, after Du Anrao went around in circles, no other Tang Qianqian appeared. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, at least they didn't have to worry about dying suddenly for no reason.

After visiting the public relations department's lobby, Du Anrao finally followed Li Zhaoyang to the final destination of this public relations department visit.

Each department head at Xisheng Entertainment has a private office, which, while not very large, at least avoids being crammed together with a large group of people outside.

As soon as he stepped into the office, Du Anrao's eyes, like detectors, quickly scanned the various items in the room, pondering how to remind Li Zhaoyang, the public relations minister, that his heart was already in Cao Cao's camp while his body was in Han.

Upon closer inspection, she did indeed spot a problem.

[Tsk tsk tsk, it's clear this Minister Hong is really desperate for money. Money trees, lucky bamboo, lucky cats, golden leopards—he's got all sorts of mystical buffs up his sleeve. Too bad, people at the gambling table don't talk about mysticism, they talk about skill!]

Du Yuxi and Xi Jingyue: "..." You know quite a lot!
[Hey, there's even a Qing Dynasty peacock blue glazed porcelain piece here, but it's a fake.]

Du Anrao had just finished looking at the bottle when Li Zhaoyang spoke up first: "This bottle belongs to Yue Yang, right? I'd completely forgotten about it, and he probably hasn't either. You can put it away later, and I'll have someone send it to him."

As soon as he finished speaking, the room fell into a deathly silence.

Li Zhaoyang turned to Hong Shitao in confusion: "What's wrong?"

Hong Shitao suppressed his unease and forced a smile, saying, "No...it's nothing. This is indeed the bottle that Young Master Yue left here the other day. I'll find a box to put it in and take it to your office in a bit."

Du Anrao's expression went blank for a moment, then he seemed to be thinking about something.

[...This is awkward! But Li Zhaoyang's attitude doesn't seem to suggest he knows the bottle is a fake. Could it be that it was originally real, but became fake after passing through this minister's hands? Pfft...If it's returned to its original owner and they find out, who's responsible?]

Upon hearing this, Xi Jingyue immediately glared at his cousin. This foolish boy probably wouldn't even realize he'd been tricked. Li Zhaoyang, completely oblivious to what he'd done wrong, was speechless. Had his cousin eaten some kind of explosive today?
Feeling aggrieved, Mr. Li had no choice but to ask Du Anrao, "Master, do you see if there's anything wrong with him? If not, we can move on to the next place."

"There's nothing seriously wrong with this office, except..."

The sudden turn of events has everyone on edge.

"that is?"

"Minister Hong, do you like plants? I see there are quite a few green plants in your office."

Hong Shitao wasn't sure what Du Anrao meant, so he could only chuckle twice and nod, "Yes, yes, I really like these lush potted plants. They seem very vibrant. Just glancing at them occasionally while I'm working makes me feel better."

"Besides, isn't it said that more green plants will improve the air quality? People like us who spend most of our time in the office rarely have the opportunity to go outside and breathe fresh air, so we simply kept more green plants in the office."

Du Anrao nodded in agreement at first, then said earnestly, "That's true, but greed always leads to loss, and too much of anything is bad. It's good to have some plants in the office to improve the air, but you can't have too many. Too many plants can lead to insufficient oxygen in the room, which is harmful to your health. At the same time, it may create a 'plant encirclement,' which can affect your wealth and health."

Hong Shitao's smile froze slightly: "Is...is that so?"

"Well, besides that, there's also a problem with the arrangement of the plants on Minister Hong's desk."

"what is the problem?"

"The money tree is a potted plant that symbolizes wealth, and many people like to keep it, which is fine. However, the location of your money tree happens to be not in the wealth position, but in an inauspicious position. On the contrary, your cactus is placed right between the wealth position and the peach blossom position. In feng shui, this thing is considered an inauspicious object, which is not conducive to family harmony and wealth. Placing it in this position will not only fail to ward off evil spirits, but will also add thorns. Over time, it is very easy to lose money and bring emotional hurt."

Hong Shitao froze, thinking of his declining luck in gambling over the past few months and his wife who had threatened to divorce him a few days ago because he had beaten her into the hospital. Cold sweat poured down his back.

"The money tree and the cactus stand guard on opposite sides, facing each other from afar, unexpectedly forming a cyclical power struggle. The ultimate result is that those who seek wealth will lose it, and those who lose it will seek wealth, in an endless cycle, never to recover."

[Has my hint been clear enough? For those seeking wealth, losing money equals gambling losses; for those losing money to seek wealth equals selling secrets for profit. Whether it's gambling or selling secrets, it's a path of no return. Once you step in, there's no getting out—it's utter ruin.]

Hong Shitao was already fearful and guilty, and when he heard Du Anrao's conclusion, his legs went weak and he almost knelt down on the spot.

"This..." Li Zhaoyang didn't think much of it upon seeing this, and even couldn't help but feel sympathy for Hong Shitao. "Is there any way to solve this?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xi Jingyue's piercing gaze swept over him once again.

This guy is practically selling you out, and you still feel sorry for him? How come you never realized how incredibly stupid your younger brother was before?

Even Du Yuxi couldn't help but glance at him a few more times, with a look of disdain that seemed to say, "Whose idiot is this? Can I not get involved with him to avoid lowering my IQ?"

Li Zhaoyang, who was inexplicably hit by two more arrows: "???" Enough already, can't you just say what you mean? I've been pricked like a hedgehog all day, can't I ever get better?
(End of this chapter)