Gu Qingyan asked Gu Shaohua, “Why are you at the hospital?”
Gu Shaohua quickly raised her phone and walked toward Shen Wangshu. “Here, I’m sending a friend to the hospital.”
Before Shen Wangshu could react, her face appeared in the small video window.
In the tiny frame, she looked thin and frail, her complexion pale as a willow swaying in the wind, her almond-shaped eyes slightly reddened.
Forgetting her current unkempt appearance, she stared straight at Gu Qingyan in the video.
His brows were deep-set, his thin lips pressed tightly together—every line of his face exuded an authority that brooked no dissent.
Yet the glasses softened his sharp demeanor, lending him an illusion of refined gentleness, like a piece of fine jade polished by the passage of time.
Gu Qingyan asked, “Who is this?”
His voice carried a strong personal magnetism, and having long occupied a position of power, his gaze at Shen Wangshu was stern and imposing.
Shen Wangshu felt he seemed even more intimidating.
Gu Shaohua said, “Shen Wangshu, my new friend.”
Gu Qingyan offered a greeting. “Hello.”
Shen Wangshu stammered, “You… Hello!”
As if amused by her respectful tone, Gu Qingyan let out a soft chuckle.
Gu Shaohua walked away with the phone and asked, “Big Brother, what did you need me for?”
Gu Qingyan asked, “What do you need two million for?”
Gu Shaohua rubbed her nose. “I’ve got my eye on a luxury item.”
She wouldn’t dare tell her brother about divination fees—after all, she was the only one in the family who was wary of such things. Everyone else in the Gu family subscribed to science above all.
Especially her big brother.
Gu Qingyan didn’t press further. He told Gu Shaohua to take a card from the safe herself, then hung up.
After Gu Shaohua picked up the prenatal supplements for blood and calcium for Shen Wangshu, she asked, “Do you have a place to stay right now?”
Shen Wangshu shook her head.
“Perfect then—my house is big. Stay with me.”
Gu Shaohua also sought Grandpa Gu’s approval.
However, she didn’t reveal Shen Wangshu’s situation. Instead, she said Shen Wangshu had a falling-out with her family and needed somewhere quiet to stay.
Grandpa Gu, assuming Shen Wangshu was simply Gu Shaohua’s friend, agreed without a second thought.
Shen Wangshu sat in the car, gazing out the window.
Everything was going according to plan.
But something felt off.
It was too smooth.
The Gu residence was enormous.
Truly enormous.
Every design element followed traditional Chinese style.
Grand and imposing.
In Shen Wangshu’s sight, the feng shui here was exceptional.
It was as if Buddha’s light shone upon the place—warm and sacred.
The entire villa was bathed in golden radiance, with even traces of purple aura.
Stepping inside made every cell in her body relax and expand.
She greedily soaked in the spiritual providence of this place.
Even her perpetually sickly complexion gained a hint of color.
If Gu Qingyan’s residence alone carried this much spiritual providence, she dared not imagine what would happen if he stood before her in person—whether she’d pounce on him like a demon spotting Tang Sanzang’s flesh.
Gu Shaohua said, “If you run into my family, don’t ever mention divination to them. They don’t believe in that stuff, got it?”
Shen Wangshu nodded. “Okay.”
Gu Shaohua led Shen Wangshu through the front courtyard gate, which opened into a small garden, then through the entry door into a courtyard designed in the four-waters-return-to-hall style.
Beneath the skylight sat a sculpture meant to attract wealth.
A sculpture that should have radiated prosperity and spiritual energy, yet now faintly carried a wisp of black aura.
Shen Wangshu averted her gaze.
Passing through the four-waters-return-to-hall, they entered the front garden, complete with trees, a pavilion, and a koi pond.
Beyond that stood a two-story, sprawling Chinese-style luxury residence.
The basement level housed an enormous swimming pool.
The back garden was planted with fruit trees and even had a vegetable patch.
The moment they stepped inside, the first thing Gu Shaohua did was barge into Gu Qingyan’s study and retrieve a card from the safe.
Then she trotted over and handed it to Shen Wangshu.
Shen Wangshu stared at the golden light spilling from the card—it carried far denser spiritual providence than any other object.
Gu Shaohua said, “This is my brother’s.”
No wonder.
“There’s two million in it. Your divination fee.”
“Oh.” Shen Wangshu froze. “Huh? Two million?”
Gu Shaohua blinked. “Huh? Was it not two million?”
Shen Wangshu’s fingers trembled. She charged two hundred for her divination because her current spiritual providence couldn’t even support holding onto money—the better her financial fortune, the worse her health would become.
She wouldn’t even dare dream of two thousand, and Gu Shaohua had given her two million.
No wonder her Wealth Palace was so abundant.
Shen Wangshu took a deep breath. “Miss Gu, the divination fee is two hundred, not two million.”
“WHAT?????” Gu Shaohua couldn’t help asking, “Who trained you? Does your sect charge this little for divination?”
“I…” Shen Wangshu fell silent.
She had been dragged into the otherworld, where nothing but ghosts and spirits existed.
Ghosts devoured greater ghosts, and greater ghosts devoured little ghosts.
She had no master—she’d learned everything on her own.
“Alright, alright, no need to answer.” Gu Shaohua had no interest in prying into others’ private matters.
She placed the card in Shen Wangshu’s palm. “Take it. The PIN is ******.”
Gu Lingyun slunk home in disgrace.
The moment he walked in, he saw Gu Shaohua handing the card to Shen Wangshu.
Gu Lingyun remembered the task his elder brother had entrusted to him, so he stepped forward and snatched the card away.
Gu Lingyun looked at the card number, then sneered at Shen Wangshu: “If I’m not mistaken, this card belongs to my elder brother, right? Sister, what do you mean by this?”
Gu Shaohua frowned: “Gu Lingyun, are you asking for a beating?”
Gu Lingyun sneered: “You even lied to elder brother, saying you were buying luxury goods. Did you think he wouldn’t see through your lie? Good thing I came back early, or this money would have been swindled away.”
Gu Shaohua reached out and grabbed Gu Lingyun’s ear, cursing under her breath as she dragged him away.
Shen Wangshu gazed at the fountain outside the window.
A moment later.
Gu Shaohua returned, clapping her hands.
She placed the card in Shen Wangshu’s hand: “I said it’s yours, so it’s yours. Don’t mind what that little brat says.”
Shen Wangshu looked down at the card in her palm. The name on the card wasn’t hers, and the money in it couldn’t be traced back to her.
She looked up and smiled at Gu Shaohua: “Thank you, Miss Gu.”
“Don’t mention it.”
Shen Wangshu settled into the Gu residence. The house was huge, and it was rare to run into anyone else.
Except for Gu Lingyun.
She couldn’t tell if it was because he disliked her, but Shen Wangshu always seemed to catch sight of him hovering around in front of her.
“Classmate Gu.”
Gu Lingyun jumped in annoyance: “What’s your deal? You call my sister ‘Miss Gu,’ but you call me ‘Classmate Gu’?”
Shen Wangshu ignored his grumbling and said, “I’ve done the math, and today you’re going to lose some money.”
Gu Lingyun took a step back: “Don’t think I’m like my sister and will fall for your nonsense. Lose money? I’d sooner believe a pie will fall from the sky.”
Shen Wangshu smiled at Gu Lingyun: “Then good luck to you.”
Gu Lingyun flipped a middle finger at Shen Wangshu’s back: “Street swindler.”
He really couldn’t figure out what had gotten into his sister, letting someone like her move into the house.
Shen Wangshu appeared at the police station once again.
She came alone.
Standing before Liu Ce, Shen Wangshu smiled and said, “Officer, I’d like to file a report.”