Chapter 18
Chapter 18
After failing to get better from seeing a psychologist and then a psychiatrist, Lou Qianqian’s mother finally couldn’t take it anymore. She spent a fortune and pulled every string she could to bring in a master from Hong Kong.
Lou Qianqian was thrilled, showing off in the dormitory.
“He’s a real master! His appearance fee alone is in the millions. I heard he specializes in feng shui for rich businesspeople in Hong Kong-even Li Ka-shing has consulted him!”
Her roommates exclaimed, “Qianqian, your family is seriously rich-”
But the day before the master arrived in A City, Lou Qianqian’s dad went to great lengths and finally managed to find me.
The moment he stepped inside, Lou’s Dad dropped to his knees in front of me.
“Master Qiao, I know you really have the skills. Please, I’m begging you-save my family!”
“Um… Didn’t Qianqian say Madam Lou already hired a master?”
I reached out to help Lou’s Dad up, but even after he stood, he gripped my arm tightly, so anxious that his eyes were red.
“That foolish woman-she won’t even tolerate imported toilet paper if it’s not the fanciest brand! Hong Kong is tiny. What kind of real master could they have there?
Master Qiao, President Jiang and Chairman Tao have both told me about you. I know you’re the real deal. My daughter’s young and ignorant-please accept my apology on her behalf. Help us, I beg you! My whole family is losing their minds. Lately we’ve been finding dead little animals all over the house. I really-”
Lou’s Dad was still clutching my hand when the dorm room door swung open. Lou Qianqian came in with her roommates, chatting and laughing. The moment she saw us, her face twisted with fury and she shrieked:
“Qiao Moyu, you shameless bitch! How dare you seduce my dad!”
She charged at me, hand raised to strike, but before she could get close, her dad swung his arm in a wide arc and slapped her hard across the face.
“Hurry up and apologize to Master Qiao!”
Lou Qianqian clutched her cheek, looking at us in disbelief.
“You hit me? You hit me because of her? Lou Fusheng! I’ll never speak to you again!”
She burst into tears and ran out. Lou’s Dad sighed heavily, his face full of misery, and bent over again and again to apologize to me.
“Master Qiao, I truly apologize. I’ve been too busy making money, and Qianqian’s temper is all because her mother spoils her. Please, you’re generous-don’t hold it against the younger generation.”
All the roommates stared at him in utter shock.
Lou Qianqian always talked up her dad in front of us-the president of a listed company, so capable, featured in TV interviews, elegant and sophisticated. But now, this groveling, desperate man-who was he?