Chapter 162: Chapter 162 - 162: Face Hurts, Troubles Coming to the Door (3)

Translator: _Min

Mrs. Pei was furious beyond words.

“Auntie Pei, the reason Brother Mengzhi has been so defiant lately is all because he’s been bewitched by that vixen!” Zuo Qingya said through gritted teeth. “He even bullied me!”

Mrs. Pei’s expression changed instantly. She quickly patted Zuo Qingya’s back, “What happened? Don’t cry, Qingya, tell me slowly.”

“He, he called me last night,” Zuo Qingya sobbed. “I thought he was going to do something, but he just asked for Si Fuqing’s phone number. What else could it be, if not that he’s been enchanted?”

“Si Fuqing…” Lady Pei’s eyebrows furrowed. “The one your Zuo family adopted, right?”

“Yes, exactly. Isn’t she involved in the entertainment industry?” Zuo Qingya continued, ‘You know, Mrs. Pei, people from the entertainment world always want to make their way into wealthy families. Brother Mengzhi must have been deceived by her!”

Mrs. Pei’s countenance darkened further, her eyes turning colder.

“Look!” Without another word, Zuo Qingya picked out several photos of Si Fuqing without makeup and laid them in front of Mrs. Pei.

Upon seeing them, Mrs. Pei was instantly incensed. She slammed the table, “Such insolence!”

Zuo Qingya felt a surge of triumph in her heart.

She Imew Mrs. Pei kept a tight rein on Pei Mengzhi.

Every time a woman appeared around Pei Mengzhi, Mrs. Pei would find ways, both overt and covert, to drive them away, especially the beautiful ones, whom she considered to be troublemakers in her eyes.

Zuo Qingya had long admired Pei Mengzhi and was waiting for an opportunity to have her family propose a match with the Pei household.

“Good, thank you for telling me about this, Qingya,” Mrs. Pei said, her face icy.

“Where is the training base you mentioned? I’ll go there with you right now.”

“Auntie Pei, she’s quite rude,” Zuo Qingya’s face turned pale. “I’m afraid she might…”

The memory of Si Fuqing slapping Zuo Xianyu to the ground still lingered in her mind.

“Don’t be afraid, you have me,” Mrs. Pei tightened her grip on Zuo Qingya’s hand. “Don’t worry, just go.”

At the Youth With You training base.

Pei Mengzhi had been waiting nervously outside since noon, and the clock had struck six before he finally let out a sigh of relief.

The moment he caught sight of Si Fuqing, he rushed up to her. “Miss Si!” “It’s you again,” Si Fuqing said, pushing her bike along. “I’m busy.”

“No, no, Miss Si, it’s urgent!” Pei Mengzhi clasped his hands together, his posture utterly submissive. “Could you please give me another talisman?

“What, you’ve encountered trouble again so soon?” Si Fuqing glanced at him. “I told you, the first one is free. After that, you’ll have to pay. If you want a complete solution, be prepared to part with your fortune.”

“I’m really sorry, Miss Si.” Pei Mengzhi pursed his lips. “I didn’t know my mother would do something like this. Don’t worry, money is not an issue. I’ll give you access to my entire treasury!”

At this moment, his sole concern was preserving his own life; the notion of pursuing women had been thrown to the wind.

Pei Mengzhi then carefully asked, “Miss Si, is there truly something unclean following me?”

“Nothing unclean is following you,” Si Fuqing smiled. “But you do seem to have quite a few unclean people around you.”

“My circle of friends is very clean!” Pei Mengzhi stuttered. “I may go to clubs, but I only drink. At most, I’ve said a few bad things about you.”

“But now I see the error of my ways. I apologize to you! May I ask who these unclean people are that you’re referring to?”

Si Fuqing raised an eyebrow. “Your forehead is low, and your hairline is close to your eyebrows. Even I can tell that your facial features suggest misfortune. You’re quite unlucky.”

She had never specialized in physiognomy or geomancy, but as a Master of Yin-yang, she had some basic knowledge.

In the past, when she was on missions with her fifth senior brother, she had mainly focused on fighting.

Handling issues related to geomancy was indeed troublesome for her.

It was unfortunate that her dog Pixiu, never seemed to grow fatter no matter how much she fed it.

Sensing his owner’s chilly gaze, Little Bai stretched out its little paw and scraped at the ground. “Woof!”

Pei Mengzhi took a deep breath. “Please, Miss Si, tell me how to remedy this.”

“Anything strange happen at home recently?” Si Fuqing finally stopped her bike. “Tell me.”

“At home?” Pei Mengzhi thought for a moment. “The strange things are that my pets keep dying, mirrors frequently break, and in front of my house…”

“Pei Mengzhi!” A shrill, angry voice rang out. “How many times have I told you not to get entangled with these female celebrities! If one clings to you, what will you do? Marry her? I won’t allow it!”

Pei Mengzhi frowned when he recognized the person appraoching. “My mother is here. Please ignore her, Miss Si. She’s going through menopause. Let’s talk in a cafe.”

However, Mrs. Pei had already approached and, without a word, raised her hand to slap Si Fuqing across the face.

“Mom, stop it!” Pei Mengzhi shouted out in anger.

Si Fuqing rolled her eyes, easily caught Mrs. Pei’s wrist and twisted it.

Taken by surprise, Mrs. Pei staggered back in pain.

The approaching Zuo Qingya quickly steadied her. “Auntie Pei, are you alright?”

Mrs. Pei was visibly furious, with her chest undulating up-and-down.

She had never expected Si Fuqing to lay a hand on her.

“I tell you, no matter how much you pursue him, I’ll never agree to my son marrying you!” Mrs. Pei gritted her teeth. “Be wise and leave!”

Si Fuqing casually rolled up her sleeves, her eyes narrowing into sly slits. “I’m interested in him? Am I blind?”

Without Si Fuqing, he doubted he could even save his own life. Why did his mother have to act so crazily at this time?

Zuo Qingya was stunned by Pei Mengzhi’s actions. “Brother Mengzhi, have you lost your mind?”

What could Si Fuqing offer apart from her looks that would interest a young master like Pei Mengzhi?

She must have hexed him!

“Auntie Pei, look,” Zuo Qingya quickly tattled, her voice tinged with a whiny tone. “Brother Mengzhi has been completely bewitched by her.”

Mrs. Pei’s fury intensified. “How dare you!”

“Miss Si, I’ve booked a private room.” Pei Mengzhi didn’t want to tangle with Mrs. Pei any further. “Let’s go.”

Si Fuqing remained unmoved.

“Let’s see.” She tilted her head and smiled. “Mirrors suddenly shattering, financial luck draining away, pets dying in succession, the home filled with dark energy, the family plagued by malevolent spirits for years. It’s too late; you’re all doomed. Just wait to die.”

Mrs. Pei abruptly looked up, her face turning red with rage. “What nonsense are you spouting? I’m calling Zuo Tianfeng right now to see how he trained you!”

“Butler, bring me my bag.”

The butler caught up and was about to hand Mrs. Pei her phone when an urgent call came in.

“Madam, it’s an emergency call from the company!” he announced immediately after he looked at the phone..