Chapter 107
Chapter 107
Who said her daughter was a money-losing burden?
Now that her daughter was engaged to the Shi Family’s young master, the Xia Family’s stock price was bound to soar. Who knew what overwhelming wealth it might bring the Xia Family?
At the thought of how much status she would have once her daughter married into the Shi Family, Yu He’s face was full of pride.
Compared to Yu He’s delight, Xia Zhiruo looked troubled.
These past few days, she had kept thinking about what Xia Sheng had said before. She had a nagging feeling that if she really entered the Shi Family, something might happen.
She tugged anxiously at her mother’s hand and whispered in her ear, “Mom, how about we just cancel the engagement banquet…”
Yu He had been smiling as she greeted guests, but the moment she heard her daughter’s words, her smile faded and she looked at her with obvious displeasure.
“What nonsense are you talking about? We’re already at the hotel, and now you’re telling me you’re not getting engaged? What would happen to the Xia Family’s reputation?”
“But…”
“No buts.” Yu He cut Xia Zhiruo off without room for argument. “You’re worried that what that wild girl Xia Sheng said before might come true, aren’t you?
“She’s just some little swindler from the countryside. Those kinds of words might scare uneducated old people, but why are you actually believing her?”
Xia Zhiruo bit her lip. “Did you forget what happened to Dad the other night?”
That night, after Xia Sheng dealt with Xia Yanzhi, he had gone home in a daze and only recovered after two full days.
At the mention of that bizarre incident, Yu He felt a lingering chill herself, but she still insisted, “Even if that wild girl really does have some ability, there’s no way everything she predicts can be accurate.
“And you’re a living person. The Shi Family can’t possibly just kill you.
“No matter what, marry into the Shi Family first. Once our family rides the Shi Family’s coattails and moves up a level, if we really find out later that there’s a problem, it won’t be too late to break off the engagement then.”
Xia Zhiruo was still frightened and wanted to say more, but the Shi Family had already walked over.
Yu He shot her a warning look, telling her to behave, then smilingly placed her hand into Shi Chen’s.
Shi Chen still looked as sickly as ever. He wore a gentle smile, warm as jade, and when he looked at Xia Zhiruo, his eyes seemed full of love. But on closer inspection, there was actually a trace of coldness in his expression.
No one noticed that the instant Yu He handed Xia Zhiruo over to Shi Chen, a bit of color appeared on Shi Chen’s originally abnormally pale face, as though someone on the verge of death had suddenly regained a spark of life.
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No one knew what had gone wrong with the Song Family Grand Hotel lately, but anyone who stayed there would inevitably run into bad luck during their stay. Either the water heater would suddenly break while they were showering, or a chandelier would abruptly come crashing down.
Quite a few CEOs staying in the luxury suites had also seen their once-promising business deals fall apart for one reason or another after checking into the Song Family Grand Hotel.
At first, not many people paid attention to the problem. Everyone just assumed they were having a run of bad luck.
It wasn’t until someone complained on a review app about what had happened to them at the Song Family Grand Hotel, prompting others to chime in with similar experiences, that the matter gradually spread.
By the time Song Huaiming heard the rumors, the hotel’s performance had already dropped by more than half compared to the previous quarter.
At first, Song Huaiming thought a rival company was deliberately targeting him, so he investigated for quite a while.
It wasn’t until a friend suggested there might be something unclean in the hotel that he thought to invite a master to help.
After asking around through various connections, he finally found Master Quede.
Master Quede was a famous feng shui master in the upper circles of the Capital City, and Song Huaiming had originally trusted him completely.
But after hearing Xia Sheng say yesterday that Master Quede was only half-competent, Song Huaiming found himself hesitating.
Still, since he’d already invited the man, it wouldn’t be appropriate to send him away. He could only receive him according to the original plan.
Master Quede was coming tonight to inspect the hotel’s feng shui, so Song Huaiming had cleared out the entire hotel a day in advance, canceled all guest reservations, and given all the staff the night off, keeping only a few core employees behind to help receive him.
Even though Song Huaiming now had some doubts about Master Quede’s abilities, he still changed into a clean suit and personally led a group to wait at the entrance for him.
After about ten minutes, the Bentley carrying Master Quede finally arrived.
Seeing that Master Quede rode in such an expensive car, the key staff standing behind Song Huaiming couldn’t help feeling a little envious.
As expected of a famous feng shui master from the Capital City. He really did make a lot of money if he was riding around in luxury cars.
Once the car came to a stop, Song Huaiming hurried over.
One of the executives behind him tactfully stepped forward, opened the car door for Master Quede, and helped him out.
Song Huaiming shook his hand. “Master, I’ll be relying on you for the hotel’s problem.”
Although he had already decided that if Master Quede couldn’t solve it today, he would invite Xia Sheng over another day, he still gave Master Quede all the respect he was due.
Master Quede lifted his chin, hands clasped behind his back, looking every bit the lofty expert as he said with complete confidence, “Don’t worry. If the hotel has suddenly started causing people to run into bad luck, then it’s nothing more than faulty feng shui. As long as you do as I say, the problem will definitely be resolved.”
Song Huaiming smiled. He was only half-convinced about Master Quede’s ability, but none of it showed on his face. Polite and humble, he said, “Then I’ll trouble you, Master.”
Master Quede nodded and said, “I’ll take a look around the area first. Come with me.”
Song Huaiming nodded and followed Master Quede inside.
After inspecting the area around the hotel, Master Quede pointed at the two towering buildings across the road and asked Song Huaiming, “When were these two buildings constructed?”
Song Huaiming replied, “They were completed last year and put into use this year.”
Master Quede stroked his beard. “Then that explains it.”
Song Huaiming didn’t understand. “Is there something wrong with those two buildings?”
Master Quede said, “There is a two-meter-wide gap between those two buildings. In feng shui, that gap is called a Sky-Cut Sha. It is a natural gathering place for Baleful Qi.
“The narrower and longer the gap, the stronger the Baleful Qi it gathers. Your hotel’s main entrance is directly facing the point where that malignant force exits. Anyone staying here will be affected by the Baleful Qi, and both their health and fortune will suffer.”
Song Huaiming pressed further. “How can this Sky-Cut Sha be resolved?”
Master Quede replied calmly, “In a moment, I’ll give you a Bagua Mirror. Hang it directly above the main entrance, and it will dispel this sha.”
“It’s that simple?” Song Huaiming asked suspiciously.
“Of course it won’t be that simple,” Master Quede continued. “So many of your hotel’s guests all running into bad luck at the same time can’t be caused by this Sky-Cut Sha alone. There are likely other feng shui problems as well. Wait until I’ve examined them one by one, and then I’ll explain everything.”
Song Huaiming nodded and followed Master Quede farther inside.
From outside the hotel to the interior, Master Quede spent more than two hours inspecting everything carefully and pointed out quite a few feng shui issues in the finer details.
As Song Huaiming listened to Daoist Quede’s clear and orderly analysis, he couldn’t help believing him a little more, and he began to have some doubts about what Xia Sheng had said yesterday.
Master Quede clearly did have some real ability. He didn’t seem at all like the half-baked fraud that young girl had described.
Could it be that the Little Celestial Master had miscalculated?