Why Did You Provoke Her? She Can Tell Fortunes!-Chapter 401 - 384: We Don’t Have Much Time Left

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Chapter 401: Chapter 384: We Don’t Have Much Time Left

Wei Xianzhong came here and, after talking with Pei Jingxiao, told Mu Yunchu about it.

"Do you think he will agree to our request?"

Pei Jingxiao didn’t immediately agree to their request, but said he needed some time to think it over carefully.

After all, if he doesn’t make the right choice, he could be facing death.

Wei Xianzhong was also unsure, so he wanted to ask Mu Yunchu.

"He will agree," Mu Yunchu said.

"Really?" Wei Xianzhong asked.

"Yes."

Wei Xianzhong had no doubts about what Mu Yunchu said, "I thought he wouldn’t fully believe what we said."

Mu Yunchu implied, "The facts are right in front of him, he has no choice but to believe."

"You mean?" Wei Xianzhong pondered for a moment, gasping in shock, "Li Yunhe is ready to make a move?"

Mu Yunchu: "Yes."

Upon learning this news, Wei Xianzhong didn’t know what emotion to use to face it.

If that’s the case, then Pei Jingxiao’s life might be in danger.

"It’s just uncertain if Li Yunhe will show up."

Strangely, although Mu Yunchu has had a few encounters with Li Yunhe, they’ve never met, yet she had a strong premonition.

"I guess he’ll only show up if he succeeds."

"Only appear if he succeeds?" Wei Xianzhong couldn’t help but repeat it. "Doesn’t that mean Pei Jingxiao has to die?"

Although he’s committed a crime, it’s like attempted murder in law, and considering he’s an ordinary person without special powers, it shouldn’t reach the level of costing him his life.

Mu Yunchu: "I’m afraid so."

...

Every morning, Third Madam Pei would chase away the servants waiting at the door as she went inside to offer incense.

Today was no exception.

But unlike usual, when she lit the incense, she noticed it was burning differently.

The lighter clicked three times before finally lighting the incense head.

Suddenly, the flame flared up too fast, singeing her fingertips. The sudden sting made her instinctively let go, and the lighter dropped to the floor with a clatter.

Her already unsettled heart became even more chaotic.

She sighed, casting a restless gaze at the Buddha statue she had specifically sought out.

"Could it really be the Buddha showing a sign?"

"Urging me to confess the truth sooner?"

Last night, she had a strange dream.

In the dream, a person whose face she couldn’t see clearly told her that merely offering incense and worshipping Buddha would never be enough to atone for her life’s sins.

Even after death, she would have to repay her debts in the underworld.

At first, she wasn’t afraid.

But when she heard that ’person’ say even her unborn child was suffering, she couldn’t sit still any longer.

All the sins were her doing, so even if retribution was due, it should fall upon her.

No matter how much she pleaded and kowtowed, the other left her with only one sentence.

Only by allowing the deceased to rest peacefully and the living to know the truth could this all end.

Initially, she was in a state of half-belief after waking, but like a ’flustered bird’, experiencing this scene again drove her to recall the dream.

Suppressing her inner panic, she attempted to light the incense again.

Thankfully, this time it finally worked.

She cautiously inserted the three incense sticks into the incense burner with both hands.

But as soon as she let go, only two remained.

One of the sticks broke halfway, scattering sparks that left black marks on the rosewood altar table.

Looking at the remaining two sticks, the stream of smoke didn’t rise straight as usual.

It seemed guided by an invisible hand, encountering an unseen barrier above, eerily curving toward the window.

She gasped, sitting down on the ground in fear.

Muttering to herself, "How could this be? Could it really be..."

She trembled, staring at the Buddha statue with a throat feeling clogged like with cotton, only able to utter fragmented whispers.

In her continually quivering pupils, it was as if something had collapsed with a roar.

...

After dinner, Wen Xu called Mu Yunchu to the courtyard.

The two could clearly feel several elusive gazes upon them as they walked out of the house and down the stairs.

"Do you dislike it?"

Seeing Mu Yunchu about to turn, he quickly glanced at her, adding, "Do you hate being looked at this way by others?"

"No."

Mu Yunchu never liked to care about others’ opinions of her.

To put it bluntly, those gazes didn’t register in her perspective at all.

However, she did glimpse something peculiar in Wen Xu’s behavior.

Mu Yunchu: "You..."

"Do you hate it when I look at you this way?"

The words she hadn’t asked were completely blocked by Wen Xu’s question.

After a two-second stare into Wen Xu’s eyes, Mu Yunchu suddenly found his gaze a little hot, slowly averting her eyes.

She took a breath, "You want to talk about this now?"

Wen Xu chuckled softly.

Just then, Mu Yunchu caught on to the peculiar looks from the servants out of the corner of her eye.

Suddenly, she seemed to understand something.

"You’re putting on a show for them, aren’t you?"

Wen Xu’s right brow arched.

Compared to their earlier conversation, what Mu Yunchu just said surprised him more.

After the initial surprise, a sense of joy welled up within him.

If Mu Yunchu had reacted indifferently to his words as before, he could have tolerated it.

But now, she was beginning to find excuses...

That meant his words affected her.

Even if just a little bit.

However, he also knew that someone like Mu Yunchu couldn’t be rushed. Fortunately, if there was one thing he had in abundance, it was patience.

So, without answering her remark, he changed the subject directly.

"Today, Pei Jun came to see me."

"Asked me if I was dating you."

At that point, Wen Xu deliberately stopped talking, wanting to see Mu Yunchu’s reaction.

But the latter showed no intention of asking further about his response.

Instead, after a few seconds of consideration, she nodded and said with certainty, "It seems he’s quite satisfied with you as a successor."

Not hearing the expected question, Wen Xu was undeterred. Instead, he was curious, "Aren’t you curious about what I said, or his attitude toward it? That he even broached the subject concerning me."

"Although I haven’t interacted much with women, they shouldn’t think as off-tangent as you do."

"Actually, it’s not so outlandish; it’s easy to deduce," Mu Yunchu didn’t notice the emphasis in his initial remark.

Wen Xu donned a ’listening intently’ expression.

"Since he suspected so, if he had objected, regardless of your answer, his first action should have been to kick me out."

"He didn’t, which implies he sees my presence as beneficial to the Pei Family. From another perspective, asking you was his way of confirming we have a good relationship."

"If he hadn’t subconsciously regarded you as the successor, why would he have thought this way?"

Wen Xu nodded, "Indeed, if I told my uncle we were getting married tomorrow, wouldn’t my position as a successor be even more secure?"

The successive oddities were making Mu Yunchu feel something was amiss. 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

"Are you deliberately trying to amuse me?"

"Not really," he admitted, hiding his sincerity behind a jest. "But you do seem like you’re in trouble."

Mu Yunchu hadn’t realized her emotions were so apparent.

Shaking her head, "I’m fine."

"But did you bring me out here just to discuss this?"

When it came to serious matters, Wen Xu’s demeanor became solemn: "The final result for the successor will be out by the day after tomorrow at the latest."

"So, we don’t have much time left."