Chapter 5
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Those who had once trampled on her and looked down on her in school, she would definitely teach them a lesson.
After lunch, Ye Ziqin was about to go out for a business meeting when Zhuo Bufan stopped her. "Ye Zi."
"Yes?" Ye Ziqin was wearing a grey dress and black stockings. Her hair was tied up in a high bun. She looked very capable and elegant with a hint of charm.
She was half bent over and one of her snow-white arms was holding on to the door frame. She was wearing a pair of peach-colored high heels. Zhuo Bufan was stunned. Such a beautiful wife had married a good-for-nothing like him. No wonder Ye Ziqin's relatives, friends, and bosom friends all felt it was unfair for her.
"Ye Zi, can you lend me some money?" Zhuo Bufan blushed.
"Didn't I give it to you last time? You spent it all in a week? " Ye Ziqin frowned and straightened her body. Her long legs, wrapped in black stockings, were slender and elegant. A trace of disappointment flashed through her limpid eyes.
She took out a card and passed it to Zhuo Bufan. "The company's funds are tight these days. Be frugal."
After that, she left.
Zhuo Bufan held the card in his hand. His thoughts were complicated. He was afraid that the image of him as a gigolo had been deeply ingrained in Ye Ziqin's heart.
Now, she was not willing to divorce him. It was probably because she was afraid that the Zhuo family would lose face. The second reason was that this good-for-nothing husband of hers could help her to chase away many flies.
Zhuo Bufan hailed a taxi and went to the antique street. He bought some cinnabar, weasel bristles, and yellow paper to go home. There were street stalls and some Feng Shui shops that sold talismans. However, they were all for the sake of peace of mind.
After closing the door, he spread out the blank yellow paper and dipped the weasel bristles into the cinnabar. He tried to gather his spiritual energy into the cinnabar and started drawing.
By the time he finished the first one, Zhuo Bufan's forehead was already covered in sweat. Drawing talismans seemed easy but it consumed a lot of spiritual energy and spirit.
"I failed!" Zhuo Bufan said dejectedly. "I'm still too weak."
Zhuo Bufan locked himself in the room for the whole afternoon. When Ye Ziqin came back from work, Wang Ma helped her hang her coat on the hanger. Wang Ma was worried. "Young Master bought a bunch of paper, cinnabar, and weasel bristles. He locked himself in the room for the whole afternoon and didn't come out."
Ye Ziqin changed into a pair of slippers and frowned. She had been acting strange ever since she came back from the police station last week..
"Mm, I'll go and have a look."
When she pushed open the door, she saw that the ground was covered with yellow paper, and the table was mottled with cinnabar. Zhuo Bufan was lying on the bed smoking. He had succeeded three times in the whole afternoon, and he was very tired.
"Ye Zi, it's time to get off work." Zhuo Bufan hurriedly sat up straight.
"What are you doing?" Ye Ziqin frowned and looked suspiciously at the mess in the room.
Zhuo Bufan took a folded talisman from the table and handed it to her. "I was bored, so I learned some talisman drawing techniques from a book. This is the protective talisman I made for you."
Ye Ziqin took the talisman with a cold expression. Her 'husband' was really hopeless. What era was it now? He was still drawing talismans. But on second thought, it was better than being caught looking for a woman outside and having to go to the police station to bail him out.
"I'm going to a banquet tonight. You can eat by yourself." Ye Ziqin casually put the amulet into her pocket and turned to leave the room.
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After dinner, Zhuo Bufan ran to the forest behind the villa and sat down to cultivate. The spiritual Qi from hundreds of meters around him gathered towards him. Two white streams of spiritual Qi were moving in and out of his nostrils.
At this time, in the banquet hall of Bernard Club.
"Oh, that's Ye Ziqin. She looks like a vixen."
"Hehe, she's very arrogant. Didn't you see how many rich young masters greeted her just now? She didn't even smile."
"So what if he's arrogant? In the end, he still found a good-for-nothing just to climb up the tree that is the Zhuo family."
Women who were jealous of Ye Ziqin's graceful figure and stunning face gathered together to ridicule her.
Ye Ziqin was holding a glass of wine. She was wearing a black evening gown and a pair of black Konoha tasseled high heels that accentuated her tall and charming figure. She was holding a glass of red wine in her hand and had a unique and independent demeanor.
"Boss Ye, Young Master Yang is here." Standing beside her was a man in a suit. It was the general manager of the company, Zhou Wei.
As they were talking, a man wearing a white Armani suit with an outstanding demeanor walked over and said with a smile, "Boss Ye, long time no see. You're still as charming as ever."
"Yang Zong is also young and rich. He's elegant." A stiff smile appeared on the corner of Ye Ziqin's mouth.
"I wonder if you've considered my suggestion last time, Boss Ye?" Yang Tiancheng asked with a smile.
Ye Ziqin said indifferently, "Yang Zong, it's impossible for me to sell the company."
Yang Tiancheng smiled and said, "Boss Ye, we're all businessmen. It's a market economy now. Profit comes first. I hope you'll consider it seriously." As he said that, a trace of malice flashed in his eyes.
"Maybe I'm not a qualified businessman." Ye Ziqin said coldly.
Yang Tiancheng sneered and scolded in his heart, "Stinky bitch, you don't know what's good for you."
After the banquet ended, Ye Ziqin drove her Audi A6L home alone. As soon as she drove out of the parking lot, Ye Ziqin's heart suddenly trembled. A red car suddenly rushed over from the side and crashed into her.
Ye Ziqin was so scared that she closed her eyes. Then, she heard a 'bang' sound and the car shook. Suddenly, a white light flashed on her body. The broken glass was bounced off before it could hit her.
The car that hit her turned around and left.
Ye Ziqin seemed to have seen a white light flash on her body. It seemed to have come from her handbag. Although she had changed her clothes today, she had thrown the amulet that Zhuo Bufan gave her into her handbag.
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