Why Did You Provoke Her? She Can Tell Fortunes!-Chapter 404 - 387: The Final Heir Selection

Mu Yunchu had never met Mr. Pei, the biological father of both Wen Xu and Pei Jingxiao.

Thus, she couldn’t deduce his character from his appearance.

But his words today definitely shocked her.

A husband, to kill his own wife, personally pushed her into the abyss.

Although Mu Yunchu had seen such heartless people before during her livestreams, for some reason, this time she felt particularly moved.

"Later, as you know, his mother died because of this."

"And Wen Xu’s mother indirectly became Madam Pei."

Unfortunately, the good times did not last long.

The Pei Family faced another financial crisis.

Just as the company was spinning in chaos, Wen Xu’s mother discovered the truth about the events of that year.

She couldn’t imagine that the person beside her could be such a ruthless character.

And if he could kill his wife to achieve his goals, it wasn’t hard to ensure he wouldn’t use the same method against her due to someone else next time.

"So Wen Xu’s mother proposed divorce and demanded to leave with Wen Xu without a penny. She even threatened that if he didn’t agree, she would take his crimes to the police."

Ruan Weichi could sense that when Third Madam Pei recounted the events of that year, it inevitably jumped around.

It seemed this was because she only knew the general course without being able to speak of the conflicts that forced Wen Xu’s mother to take this step.

She said Mr. Pei would never agree.

Because he had already discovered Wen Xu’s talents and wanted to train him as the heir from a young age.

But he couldn’t let the other party expose his crime.

So he decided to painfully rid himself of the one he loved.

"Just then, a crucial turning point appeared."

"A mystical master said he could make Wen Xu’s mother die by suicide, but the corpse must be handed over to him."

Mu Yunchu: !

Later, Wen Xu’s mother surprisingly did commit suicide in front of everyone.

Mu Yunchu felt her heart in her throat and pursued the question: "Who is that master?"

But after a long wait, Third Madam Pei didn’t utter a single word.

Her mouth opened, trying to produce sound, but could only make a whimper of two syllables.

Mu Yunchu saw a painful wrinkle creep across the other’s face, like an invisible hand was choking her throat. Her eyes protruded frantically, white froth spilled from her mouth, and strands of meticulously groomed hair stood erect as if pulled by an unseen force.

"Madam?" Mu Yunchu’s heart tightened, her fingertips instinctively formed a detection formula.

As soon as her fingertips touched Third Madam Pei’s wrist, a piercingly cold aura surged through the veins, startling her to quickly withdraw her hand. Her gaze fell on Third Madam Pei’s neck where she faintly saw several black thread-like things tightly wound, the ends embedded in her flesh, writhing slightly with her breath, like some kind of living thing.

"It’s a restriction." Mu Yunchu’s pupils shrank suddenly. 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺

This wasn’t an ordinary silencing drug or Gu technique, but a Mystical Sect restriction cast using the practitioner’s own blood, specifically for locking a person’s word spirit.

She bit her fingertip, flicking a bead of blood at the black lines. The moment the bead touched the lines, suddenly a ghostly blue flame ignited with a "sizzle", causing the black lines to writhe violently. Third Madam Pei let out a heart-wrenching scream, the skin on her neck visibly turned bluish-purple.

"Stop!" Mu Yunchu hurriedly executed a gesture to withdraw her Spiritual Power, but the black lines seemed completely enraged, crawling up through Third Madam Pei’s blood vessels, quickly spreading to her eyes. Spiderweb-like black patterns emerged in Third Madam Pei’s pupils, her breathing abruptly weakened, the white froth mixed with blood streaks flowed from her mouth.

Mu Yunchu’s hand froze in mid-air, cold sweat seeping down her back.

She could feel the restriction was tightly connected to Third Madam Pei’s soul, each additional bit of her Spiritual Power felt like torturing this body.

During that brief confrontation, she distinctly saw a hidden backlash curse within the restriction—if forcibly broken, the practitioner might lose some cultivation, but Third Madam Pei’s soul would scatter.

He’s vicious.

Mu Yunchu completely abandoned the idea of getting her to say the name.

But in fact, through this probe, she had gained an important clue.

Since that master was intimate enough to easily obtain the blood of the entire Pei Family head, it indicated a very close relationship with the Pei Family.

In her mind, a name suddenly emerged.

...

In the blink of an eye, two more days passed, today was the previously agreed upon day to officially choose the heir.

For this, Pei Jingxiao got up early, dressed in a suit, tied his tie, feeling particularly nervous.

In comparison, Wen Xu was so relaxed it seemed as if this matter had nothing to do with him.

"Tch, pretending like a corpse." Pei Jingxiao cast him a sidelong glance, rolling his eyes when he withdrew.

Pei Jun took a drag of his cigar, "Actually, over the past few days, your performances have already formed a rough idea in my mind."

This time, even called in the core board members of the Pei Family.

Pei Jingxiao gave a signal to the old butler in the distance.

The screen suddenly popped up a crisis report from the southern branch: the century-old redwood supply chain had been disrupted by heavy rain and couldn’t recover supply within three months, and next month was the annual distributor conference.

"This is today’s first test, let’s see how you handle it."

Pei Jingxiao didn’t hesitate, immediately pressed the intercom button: "Notify the legal department to immediately terminate the contract with the current supplier, I’ll cover the breach penalty! Also, contact Southeast Asian timber merchants, offer thirty percent premium to snatch the goods, we can’t let the dealers see us panic."

Wen Xu was quickly calculating on his notebook, waiting until the timer hit the eighth minute, softly said: "I remember there’s a batch of old materials from last year piled up in the branch warehouse, although it’s slightly lower grade, after special process treatment it can achieve eighty percent effectiveness. I’ll personally go to the south, bring craftsmen to demonstrate the treatment process on-site, meanwhile let the procurement department sign short-term agreements with local small suppliers at normal prices, maintaining their livelihood can stabilize the supply chain more firmly."

On the judging panel, the elder responsible for the supply chain subtly nodded.

Pei Jun did not comment on their performances.

The strange thing was that Mu Yunchu even felt an illusion that he didn’t care at all how they solved the problem.

"Next is the second test."

"Choose one among five emerging projects to invest thirty percent of the annual budget."

Pei Jingxiao was still the first to start.

He picked the hottest concept, the Metaverse: "This is the future trend, if we bet right, Pei Family can level up again!"

His PPT was filled with aggressive expansion plans, yet glossed over technological bottlenecks.

Wen Xu chose the seemingly inconspicuous rural revitalization cooperation project.

"This project has slow initial returns, but it can earn policy favor from the government, more importantly, our redwood furniture can integrate with rural cultural tourism, opening up the sinking market." He detailed each trial village’s traffic flow and consumption potential in his data tables, even calculated three versions of cooperation share ratios with local artisans.

Pei Jun remained silent.

This already made Mu Yunchu completely feel something was amiss.

Until he had someone bring out a familiar black cat.