Searching for Treasures in the Clouds

The man, immersed in his work, looked up and immediately noticed that something was wrong with her. "What's wrong? Who made you angry again?"

Seeing that he could see through her emotions, Deng Huairou stopped pretending. She crossed her arms, slowly walked to the desk where her husband worked, and sat down on it. She sighed, then said, "Honey, Cheng Cheng just asked me if I apologized to my classmates. Tell me, how should I answer a question like that?"

"He keeps asking, so why don't you just say you've already apologized?" the man responded while typing on the computer.

Deng Huairou looked down at her newly-painted manicure. "Wouldn't that be like admitting that I bullied my classmates in the past? I don't want to leave such a bad impression on my son."

"But if you don't admit it, Cheng Cheng will keep making a fuss. Don't look at him because he's small, he's very clever. He's so smart, you can't fool him, and he's a kind kid, so he'll be entangled for a long time."

Deng Huairou looked up at her husband and extended a hand toward him, "Give me a cigarette."

"No, smoke less. How come you, a woman, are more addicted to smoking than I am?" the man said without raising his head.

"What's wrong with a woman being addicted to smoking? Cigarettes are not exclusive to men." Deng Huairou stepped off the table, walked around to the man, and reached out to take out cigarettes and lighter from his coat pocket.

She took a cigarette out of the box, put it in her mouth, lit it, took a deep breath and exhaled, then said, "Husband, what should we do? Cheng Cheng is like this. Who contacted him and made him become like this? I'm actually a little panicked."

"Why are you panicking? Are you worried that he won't recognize you as his mother?" The man chuckled.

"I'm worried Cheng Cheng is in danger. Someone suddenly shows up to approach Cheng Cheng from such a fancy kindergarten. How about we stop Cheng Cheng from going to kindergarten? We can hire a teacher to teach him at home. He's had a traumatic experience with kindergartens anyway, so why not just not go?" Deng Huairou took a second puff of his cigarette, exhaled, and continued, "It doesn't matter whether we go to kindergarten or not. We can go to school when we're in elementary school."

The man finally looked up. He stared at Deng Huairou and thought for a moment before saying, "That's right. Cheng Cheng shouldn't go out starting tomorrow. It's safer to stay home and avoid being approached by those unscrupulous people."

……

Seeing this, Yu Ru stopped watching the surveillance video. She turned to look at Yun Jixing and gestured, "This attack from the closest family is incredibly powerful. This is the first time I've seen her show fear. You did a great job." After gesturing, she gave a thumbs-up.

"As long as it succeeds," Yun Jixing held Yu Ru's thumbs-up hand with both hands. "Aru, I'm going to first alienate her from her son, then remove her from her position as a senior executive in the company, and finally make her husband despise her. I'm also going to put an end to her father's days of dominating Luoluo County. What do you think?"

Yu Ru smiled faintly, nodded, and withdrew her hand to sign, "You think the same as I do."

"Excellent, excellent." Shan Ci suddenly applauded. "Mom, we must make that bad woman lose her pride. Let's see if she dares to be arrogant again."

[Shuo Si, I know her situation. Please remove the surveillance camera at her house. I don't want to watch it anymore.]

"Good mother."

The next day,

Yu Ru began contacting Park Ya-yeon, a Han Chinese. She spent some time analyzing Park Ya-yeon's social media posts and her religious behavior. She discovered that she was indeed a shamanist, but that this woman was desperate and under great pressure. She didn't know the true nature of her shamanism; she was simply following the trend.

In Han Country, many people believe in a particular religion, but not all of them are sincere. Many simply follow the trend, but with so much following, it's hard to tell the real from the fake. Those working in professions related to the gods enjoy high status and earn a lot of money, so no one dares to disobey the clergy. Taking advantage of this, Yu Ru plans to pretend to be a charlatan and meet Park Ya-yeon.

This morning, she sent Park Ya-yeon this message: "Ms. Park Ya-yeon, I am a messenger sent by God. I have heard your prayers and am willing to help you and free you from your suffering. If you want to find a way to find relief, please click on the blue link below to contact me."

Before going to bed yesterday, she'd done a quick online search for shamanism. It showed it was a primitive, polytheistic religion that didn't seem to include God. But she didn't care. Park Ya-yeon probably didn't know, after all, since she was just a believer. So, she could probably fool her with some mysterious rhetoric.

It is now 11 o'clock in the morning, and Park Yayan has not replied to the message yet. Yu Ru is hungry first, so she goes downstairs to find something to eat.

Unexpectedly, as she descended the last few stairs, she saw Yun Jixing. She couldn't understand why this overbearing CEO always seemed so free, always having time to come home and spend time with her. She sometimes suspected Yun Jixing was a fake overbearing CEO, but every time she had this suspicion, he was too busy to even answer her calls.

"Aru." Yun Jixing's expression changed instantly when he saw Yu Ru. He strode up to her, took her hand, and quickly looked her over from head to toe. He said, "Aru, why are you dressed so beautifully? Where are you going?"

Yu Ru wore a pair of purple flats and an empire-style long dress. The dress was simple yet elegant, a shade lighter than water chestnut purple and a shade richer than grape purple. The entire dress was made of mesh, and the hem wasn't particularly fluffy, but it wasn't small either. The twelve-meter hem was folded into four layers, and from the waist down, it was embroidered with several three-dimensional purple roses in a regular pattern, a truly unique look.

As for why she had to dress so well every day, it was thanks to the inhumane man in front of her. Yugui Garden had reserved two hundred square meters for her dressing room, and while it wasn't full, it still held plenty of clothes, allowing her to wear something different every day of the year.

In fact, she does have a different look almost every day now. Her face has improved a lot, and she looks good enough without makeup. She has a hairdresser who can do her hair for her. Every day, she just needs to change her clothes and sit in her seat while the aunt combs her hair. That's all she needs to do. It's very convenient.

On the other hand, although Yun Jixing was now acting like he was crazy about her and couldn't leave her for a moment, she felt that her relationship, her marriage, and her family still needed to be carefully managed. The simplest thing was that she dressed up well every day and presented herself in a bright and beautiful manner.

[I'm not going anywhere. I bought so many clothes, it would be a loss if I don't wear them.]

"Yeah, you're right, we do need to wear some clothes." Yun Jixing put his hands on Yu Ru's waist and hugged her. "Are you hungry? Come down and find something to eat?"

Yu Ru nodded, "Why are you back?"

"I'm not going to work today. I'm going to check out Lan Youde's club. The explosion site over there isn't as smelly anymore. I can go check it out."

Yu Ru nodded, "Then be careful."

"Well, I will."