The steel frame’s breakage was due to human tampering, unrelated to Mystical Arts. Once Chu Yi saw that the film crew had called the police, he refrained from getting further involved. He simply recounted the events truthfully during the police investigation.
He Zhan went to the police station once. Chu Yi had no idea what exactly he said there, but it was probably the same things he had mentioned over the phone.
However, after He Zhan returned, the way he looked at Chu Yi had changed.
“Yi Ge, this is the milk tea I bought—half sugar with sesame taro balls, and it’s still hot. Drink it while it’s warm.” He Zhan eagerly handed over a cup of milk tea, along with an entire box of freshly made desserts.
Chu Yi knew he had something to ask, so he didn’t stand on ceremony. He took a sip of the milk tea and found the milk flavor rich yet not overly sweet—it suited his taste perfectly, leaving him pleasantly surprised.
“Tasty, right?” He Zhan beamed with delight upon seeing Chu Yi’s approval.
In the entertainment industry, both men and women were obsessed with dieting. Although He Zhan had emphasized that it was half sugar when offering the milk tea and desserts, he still worried Chu Yi might refuse.
But Chu Yi shared his tastes and didn’t shy away from high-calorie treats. He Zhan immediately felt like he had found a kindred spirit and happily pulled out the desserts to share with him.
“Yi Ge, have some more pastries.”
The two sat together, sipping milk tea and eating desserts. He Zhan popped mini cream puffs into his mouth one after another, only to discover that Chu Yi was keeping pace without hesitation. He was instantly shocked. “Yi Ge, don’t you need to diet?”
He had thought he was the only one who couldn’t live without sweets, but Chu Yi seemed utterly unfazed?
Chu Yi replied, “No need. I don’t gain weight.”
As long as he kept up his cultivation, gaining weight was impossible. He had been a bit skinny before, but his current build was close to ideal, and it wouldn’t change much going forward.
He Zhan: “…” Someone who could eat sweets without gaining weight was too enviable!
But he had serious business to discuss. He Zhan composed himself. “Yi Ge, yesterday in the break room, you first said my complexion looked off, then mentioned I was in trouble…”
Taken separately, neither comment seemed odd, but together… Was he overthinking it?
Chu Yi said, “Exactly what you’re thinking. I can do Fortune Telling and Physiognomy.”
He Zhan was startled. His gaze slid over Chu Yi’s perfectly contoured profile, and he believed it instinctively. “Did you… see that I had a Blood Light Disaster coming?”
“Something like that. Your Ominous Luck is lodged in your Fate Palace—even a Blood Light Disaster is the mild version.”
A chill ran down He Zhan’s spine. Thinking back to yesterday afternoon when the steel frame had nearly crushed him into pulp, he almost couldn’t swallow the cream puff in his mouth.
But then he remembered reporting it to the police and telling them everything he knew. His heart settled—he figured the Lu Family had grown bolder because he had been swallowing his anger. Now that it was out in the open, if they didn’t want Lu Changzhou’s preference for men to become public knowledge, they should back off.
Still, self-reassurance was just that. Deep down, He Zhan feared death. “So, looking at me now, has the Ominous Luck passed?”
Chu Yi turned and stared at him for a moment. He Zhan’s eyelids twitched under the scrutiny, his heart pounding…
Chu Yi frowned. “Are you sure you told the police everything you know?”
He Zhan didn’t dare hide anything and nodded quickly. “I told them everything.”
He felt like Chu Yi knew it all anyway, so he spilled without reservation: how he and Lu Changzhou had been at odds since childhood, unexpectedly reconnected as adults, and ended up falling for each other.
Of course, he didn’t forget to tell Chu Yi how the head of the Lu Family had flown into a rage, issuing repeated warnings and even threatening to ruin the He Family.
“I thought he was just trying to scare me into backing off voluntarily. At worst, it’d be business setbacks or damage to our reputation. I never imagined he’d actually try to have me killed…”
Chu Yi raised an eyebrow. “Aren’t you worried about your parents?”
He Zhan pursed his lips. “They’ve been estranged for ages, each doing their own thing.”
To be unfilial about it, if their facade was exposed and they lost their money and status, they might not even stick together like they did now.
He Zhan seemed young and playful, uninterested in worldly affairs, but having grown up in the entertainment industry, he was actually very perceptive and despised people like his parents.
Before Lu Changzhou, he had thought he’d never be with anyone, not wanting to witness the ugliness after love faded… But Lu Changzhou seemed even worse—they were being forcibly separated from the start.
Chu Yi frowned. “That’s impossible. You’ve broken up with Lu Changzhou and even called the police—why hasn’t the Ominous Luck in your Fate Palace dissipated?”
