The next morning, Zhang Meiyu suddenly announced she wanted to go to Xiangshan to burn incense and pray for blessings.
Aunty Xue naturally had to accompany Zhang Meiyu. Tang Xiaomin, with nothing to do at home, drove after them once they left.
In the car, Aunty Xue whispered in Zhang Meiyu’s ear.
"Madam, Tang Xiaomin's behavior is peculiar. When we go to pray today, let's ask a master to divine her fortune."
"I've heard that a sudden drastic change in someone's temperament might be due to being entangled by something unclean."
Zhang Meiyu believed in such things. She also felt Tang Xiaomin had been acting too strangely lately.
"Yes, let's find a master to take a look later."
Atop Xiangshan, a rustic temple stood tall. Many people came to pray and have their fortunes told, creating a bustling and crowded scene.
Zhang Meiyu was a VIP here, personally guided by a master from the temple to offer incense and pray.
Zhang Meiyu also lit a prayer lamp there, using the finest incense oil. It was said that this cost over a hundred thousand yuan a month, and a million a year.
Afterwards, a private room was arranged for her to rest.
A master with a long beard, clad in a Taoist robe, examined Zhang Meiyu's complexion.
"Madam, your complexion is not good."
Zhang Meiyu replied, "I've had many troubles lately. I'd like to ask the master for a divination."
The master took out three copper coins, murmured incantations, and then tossed the coins onto the table, examining them closely.
Suddenly, the master looked at the coins, then at Zhang Meiyu, his eyes filled with terror.
Seeing the master's expression, Zhang Meiyu quickly asked, "Master, is there a problem?"
The master's face turned grave, his brows furrowed.
"I saw at a glance that Madam's complexion was not good, and this divination confirms there is a major issue, Madam."
"Master, what do you mean?"
"Madam, your poor complexion is because of the malevolent star you gave birth to all those years ago."
"Initially, being far away meant she couldn't affect you. But now, the malevolent star has returned with deep resentment. This time, she might bring harm upon you."
Hearing this, Zhang Meiyu recalled Tang Xiaomin's recent actions, which indeed carried deep resentment.
If this continued, it was hard to guarantee it wouldn't harm her. Zhang Meiyu was terrified.
"Master, what should I do?"
The master said with a solemn expression, "Madam, your fate and that of the malevolent star are incompatible; you are fated to clash. That's why she almost caused your death when she was born. For years, you lived apart, and there was peace."
"But recently, you've come together again. Her malevolent energy will weaken your body, leading you to an abyss of eternal suffering."
"In short, your fates are intertwined in conflict; it's either her death or yours."
"Madam is benevolent and kind; naturally, you cannot bear to kill her. If you cannot eliminate future troubles, then like before, you must keep your distance to ensure Madam's health and well-being."
It's either her death or mine.
Zhang Meiyu's face turned ashen, overwhelmed by fear.
Aunty Xue said worriedly, "Madam, are you alright?"
Alright?
Zhang Meiyu was in deep trouble.
She had been feeling exhausted and listless these past few days. It turned out Tang Xiaomin's malevolent energy was affecting her health. Su Dan Novel Network.
But Tang Xiaomin had been staying at the Tang family's residence, seeing her every day. What could she do?
"Let's go home first."
Before they left, the master personally handed Zhang Meiyu a talisman, saying if she burned it to ash and mixed it with water for Tang Xiaomin to drink, it would dissipate some of her malevolent energy.
Zhang Meiyu also gave the master extra money as thanks, but the master, with his otherworldly demeanor, was unconcerned and refused to accept it.
After Zhang Meiyu left, Tang Xiaomin entered the temple.
A chilling wind swept through, and the temple's devotional oil lamps flickered as if about to extinguish.
Tang Xiaomin inquired of the master, "Master, can I pay a hefty sum to have my palm read?"
Upon hearing "hefty sum," the master's heart leaped with joy.
"Of course. What would you like to know, young lady?"
Tang Xiaomin said, "I want to know how long I will live."
The master thought to himself, this was money for nothing.
The master invited Tang Xiaomin into a private room and examined her palm. After looking it over repeatedly, he suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.
Tang Xiaomin merely gave the master a cold smile.
"Master, have you seen something?"
The master felt a chill down his spine, speaking with a slight tremble, "This lady... clearly has a destiny of wealth and longevity; you will surely live a long life, a very long life..."
"Is that so? Then I'll take your auspicious words."
Tang Xiaomin threw down ten billion spirit coins and turned to leave.
The master looked at the stack of spirit coins, his legs turning to jelly from fright.
Though not an expert, having spent so much time in the temple, he knew a little about these matters.
When he had read the young lady's palm earlier, everything about her had been bizarre.
Furthermore, that young lady had given him spirit coins... this was not something a living person would do.
That was the work of a ghost...
At that moment, his soul nearly flew out of his body.
Only now did Tang Xiaomin truly understand what kind of charlatans had been deceiving Zhang Meiyu all along.
She didn't go home but waited outside the temple.
At eight in the evening, as darkness fell, the master changed into casual clothes and left in a Volkswagen car.
Tang Xiaomin followed. The car, the one Ye Fengxing had given her, had a speed limiter, and she almost lost him.
She followed the master all the way to his house. After watching him enter, Tang Xiaomin noted down the address and left.
At the Tang family residence, Zhang Meiyu's complexion was grim.
Before going to bed, she spoke to Tang Zhongcheng about the divination she had undergone that day.
"Husband, I've been feeling unwell lately. I had a master divine my fortune, and he said it's because Tang Xiaomin has returned; she's bad for me."
"The master also said Tang Xiaomin harbors deep resentment and wants to fight me to the death. What should we do?"
Back then, after Tang Xiaomin was born, Zhang Meiyu had a severe hemorrhage and almost didn't recover.
Furthermore, the Tang family's company had faced a major crisis and was on the verge of bankruptcy.
The Xiangshan master was said to be very effective, so they consulted him.
Upon consultation, they discovered the problem lay with Tang Xiaomin; she was a malevolent star sent from heaven, bringing misfortune to her relatives and the family's fortunes.
The couple was greatly wary of Tang Xiaomin. They followed the master's advice and abandoned her.
In the subsequent decade and more, the Tang family's fortunes had been smooth sailing.
Therefore, Tang Zhongcheng and Zhang Meiyu firmly believed Tang Xiaomin was a malevolent star, and along with their dislike, they also feared her.
Tang Zhongcheng's expression was solemn, "What did the master say then?"
"The master said I cannot live with Tang Xiaomin, otherwise my health will deteriorate day by day."
"Husband, why don't we spend some money to buy Tang Xiaomin a separate apartment so she can live on her own?"