The gluttonous little boy is four and a half years old, and even the wealthy family kneels down and

Xiao Jin held up three short fingers: "Uncle will say three numbers. Just say three numbers."

Eric thought for a moment and casually gave three numbers.

Xiao Jin lowered her head, her brows furrowed slightly, and her fingers tapped back and forth in her palm.

She used the three numbers Eric gave her to perform a divination.

The upper trigram is Gen (艮), and the lower trigram is Xun (巽), which forms the hexagram Gu (蛊).

The Gu (蛊) symbolizes insects growing in a dish, signifying being secretly corrupted and ruined by those around you.

The lower trigram Xun (巽) represents wood, while the upper trigram Gen (艮) represents earth. Wood overcomes earth, indicating that this person has already undermined their foundation in secret. Xun represents wind and signifies a person with literary skills who is eloquent and adept at winning people over with words.

Then, its appearance can be deduced based on the hexagram numbers...

A moment later, Xiao Jin looked up, her tone certain: "It's a man, between thirty-eight and forty years old. He wears glasses and isn't very tall. He has a mole on his right calf."

Eric's smile finally froze completely.

He straightened up, and the look in his eyes as he looked at Xiao Jin was no longer the affectionate indulgence one would show to a child, but a complex and serious gaze.

After a long pause, he murmured, "I do know the person you're talking about. He's my assistant."

Yun Ziqian watched this scene from the side, a glint of light flashing in his eyes, as if he had seized some opportunity.

Eric frowned, seemingly wanting to ask more questions, but Xiao Jin reached out and tugged at Yun Ziqian's sleeve, looking up and urging him:

"Uncle's divination is done, when can we take the cake? Can we take it now?"

"Xiao Jin can carry it by herself."

As she said this, her two little legs were lightly bouncing in place, clearly she couldn't wait any longer.

Yun Ziqian gently pushed up his glasses and reassured her, "We can move it in a little while."

As he spoke, he looked up at Eric, took out his business card and handed it to him: "Mr. Eric, please feel free to contact me if you need anything in the future."

"I'm available anytime."

Eric hesitated for a moment, but then took it.

Yun Ziqian stopped there, saying, "Then let's go downstairs and get our prizes."

After saying that, he led Xiao Jin away, already planning in his mind how to take advantage of this opportunity to get close to Eric.

-

Meanwhile, inside the hotel.

As Yun Ziang listened to Liu Kaile's words of gratitude over the phone, he couldn't help but yawn.

"Your parents have already transferred money to me. Besides, the person who saved you is my great-aunt. I was just helping out."

Liu Kaile responded repeatedly on the other end of the phone, his tone even more serious than before:

"Brother Ang, I'll remember this."

"Seriously, from now on, if you go east, I won't go west. If you ask me to jump into the river, I definitely won't bring a lifebuoy."

Yun Zi'ang was amused by him. He leaned against the headboard and shifted to a more comfortable position, lazily asking, "Alright, alright, speaking of which, how exactly did you attract that thing? What exactly happened?"

Liu Kaile paused for two seconds, his voice becoming muffled: "I joined a group before, and everyone in the group liked to seek thrills. At first, we would go exploring abandoned factories and unfinished buildings. Later, someone started teaching all sorts of spirit communication games... Ouija boards, spirit writing, coin toss, we tried everything. I played the coin toss, and then this happened."

He paused, his tone tinged with lingering fear and regret:

"I've already left the group and deleted all those people. I'll never touch this stuff again, even if you kill me."

"You're really asking for trouble," Yun Ziang commented mercilessly.

Liu Kaile gave a wry smile: "Yes, I courted death."

His voice rose again, "By the way, Brother Ang, when are you and your little aunt leaving? I'd like to treat you to a meal to thank you in person."

"No need for a meal, we're leaving tomorrow."

"Then I'll come to Beijing to find you after I get better, and I'll definitely thank you in person." Liu Kaile said stubbornly.

Yun Ziang chuckled, "Okay, treat me to a nice meal later." The two chatted for a few more minutes before hanging up.

Less than two minutes after I put down my phone, there was a knock on the door.

Yun Ziang shuffled over in his slippers to open the door, and as soon as he opened it, a huge fondant castle was blocking the entrance.

The cake was on a wheeled trolley that almost filled the entire doorway.

Yun Ziang looked up at the cake, which was taller than himself, and his pupils dilated for several seconds.

"What...what is this?"

"It's Xiaojin's prize!" Xiaojin poked her head out from behind the cake cart, her face full of pride. One of her two cherry hair clips was crooked, obviously because she had been jumping around excitedly on the way.

Yun Ziqian followed behind her, his suit jacket draped over his forearm, his expression indifferent.

Yun Zi'ang pulled the trolley in, circled the cake, and, still shocked, asked, "Didn't you go to a banquet? How come you won a castle? You didn't actually demolish the venue, did you?"

"No way!" Xiao Jin stood on tiptoe to reach the stroller's handle, proudly tilting her little face up. "I won this in a raffle! It was a gift from Uncle Eric! I even had my fortune told for him."

Yun Ziang remained silent for two seconds before deciding not to press the matter further.

Whatever Xiao Jin says goes.

Xiao Jin had already rolled up her sleeves and started cutting the cake.

She held the cake knife with a very professional air, and the first piece she cut was as big as her face. Cream was stuck to the corners of her mouth, and her cheeks were puffed out like balloons.

Yun Zi'ang also grabbed a plate and joined in the fray, asking indistinctly between bites, "Brother, won't you have a piece?"

Yun Ziqian glanced at the enormous, excessively sweet thing and replied expressionlessly with three words: "I'm giving up sugar."

Then he turned around, went into the bathroom, and closed the door.

The next morning, Yun Ziang was woken up by his cell phone ringing.

He fumbled around with his eyes closed for a while before finally finding his phone. When he answered, he heard Liu Kaile's voice, tinged with anxiety, and speaking much faster than usual:

"Zi'ang, have you left Shanghai?"

Yun Ziang glanced at the time in a daze; it was 7:30 in the morning.

He yawned and mumbled, "No, my flight's this afternoon. What's up?"

"That's great." Liu Kaile visibly breathed a sigh of relief, then immediately added, "I want to find your little aunt; another friend of hers has gotten into trouble."

Yun Ziang became a little more awake and looked up at Xiao Jin, who was sleeping soundly in a starfish position on the other bed.

She had one foot propped on the pillow, the other foot sticking out of the blanket, and a suspicious, glistening drool hanging from the corner of her mouth.

"Who's in trouble?" Yun Zi'ang asked, turning his gaze away.

"Lin Yu. You must have heard of the Lin family's only daughter."

Yun Ziang raised his eyebrows.

He had certainly heard of the Lin family. (Shanghai)

In the city's social circles, the Lin family is considered a prominent family, not much smaller than the Yun family. The elders of the two families have had several business dealings. Lin Yu is the daughter of the Lin family. She met Yun Zi'ang once a few years ago at a charity gala. Her impression of him was that he was a rather quiet young man.

"Is Lin Yu in that group too?"

"Yes," Liu Kaile's voice carried a hint of fear, "We've hung out together a few times before. What happened to her this time is much scarier than what happened to me. The Lin family is searching everywhere for masters, they've invited all the ones they can, but they simply can't suppress it."

Yun Ziang sat up straight, his tone firm: "Then you've come to the right person. There is no master more capable than my little aunt."

Liu Kaile was waiting for these words: "Which hotel are you staying at? I'm coming over now, let's talk when we meet."

Yun Ziang gave the hotel name and room number and hung up the phone.

About half an hour later, there was a knock on the door. Yun Ziang opened the door...

Liu Kaile stood at the door, his face still a little pale, but he was in much better spirits than when he was lying in bed.

He was wearing a simple gray short-sleeved shirt, and the amulet around his neck was neatly hung outside his clothes, showing that he had listened carefully to Xiao Jin's instructions.

"Come in." Yun Ziang stepped aside to let him in.

Liu Kaile stepped into the room, his steps noticeably hurried.

His gaze swept quickly around the room... living room, coffee table, sofa, two large beds, but not the kind, sage-like old lady he had imagined.

His Adam's apple bobbed, and his voice carried a hint of trepidation: "Zi'ang, where's your little aunt? The one... the master who saved me?"

Yun Ziang raised his chin towards the bed by the window.

Liu Kaile followed his gaze. Sitting on the bed was a little girl, about four years old, with messy, frizzy hair.

Wearing pajamas printed with little dinosaurs, she was still in a dazed, half-asleep state. When she saw Liu Kaile looking over, she rubbed her eyes, yawned slightly, and greeted him in a childish voice:

"Liu Kaile, you're here."

Liu Kaile seemed to be frozen in place.

His parents didn't tell him that Yun Ziang's great-aunt was a four-year-old child.

His imagined savior was a kind, silver-haired old lady who spoke with a mysterious air, but in that instant, she shattered into dust—no, not even a trace remained.

He looked at Xiao Jin, then at Yun Zi'ang, his lips moved several times before he finally managed to squeeze out a few words: "This...this is your little aunt?"

Yun Ziang leaned against the headboard, enjoying the utterly horrified expression on Liu Kaile's face, and felt great:

"Genuine or genuine."

"Yun Fengjin, the highest-ranking member of the Yun family right now, is my great-aunt."

Liu Kaile hadn't recovered from the shock when Xiao Jin was fully awake.

She tilted her head to look at the amulet around Liu Kaile's neck, nodded in satisfaction, and spoke with a hint of adult-like approval:

"Yes, the talisman is still on. It hasn't gotten wet, and no one else has touched it."

"Liu Kaile, be a good boy and do everything Xiao Jin says!"

Liu Kaile listened, his jaw nearly dropping to the floor.

This adorable little child is actually his savior, a fortune teller?!