After being forced into marriage, the metaphysical master became the darling of the richest family.

Chapter 1

"What did you say? You want me to marry someone else in her place?"

Settling into a new home in Yuncheng, in the living room.

An Jiuxi, who had just been brought back from the countryside, hadn't even had time to sit down properly before a cold, sarcastic smile appeared on her fair and delicate face.

She was originally the eldest daughter of the An family. Her mother died in childbirth, and her grandmother found a so-called master who calculated that her birth chart was strong and that she was destined to bring misfortune to her relatives.

So, before she was even a month old, she was sent to the countryside to be raised by her maternal grandmother.

Her father then married a new woman a month later.

What's even more ridiculous is that the bride actually brought a daughter who was two years older than her!

For eighteen years, the An family ignored her completely. Last month, they suddenly sent someone to take her home.

If it weren't for her grandmother persuading her, saying that she was ultimately a member of the An family, she would have been fine.

In addition, there's something she absolutely must retrieve from the An family; she will never come back.

Little did they expect that their purpose in bringing her back was to marry in place of her stepsister.

Marry a physically disabled, sadistic madman!

An Binghuai had no feelings for this daughter and didn't take the dissatisfaction in her tone to heart at all.

"The Jin family will be here to pick you up this afternoon. You'd better get ready and not embarrass me."

The commanding tone and the condescending attitude made An Jiuxi laugh in anger.

"What makes you think I'd agree? Who gave you the nerve?"

An Binghuai, who was about to get up and leave, slammed his hand heavily on the coffee table upon hearing this, "Insolence!"

"Is this how you talk to your elders? You have absolutely no manners!"

An Jiuxi narrowed her beautiful, long, fox-like eyes. "You're ill-mannered and uneducated. Where did you come from to be an elder?"

Upon hearing this, An Binghuai was furious. "What did you say, you little bastard?"

"Let me tell you, I'm not talking to you. You'd better behave, or don't blame me for being rude!"

Little bastard?

A cold glint flashed in An Jiuxi's clear eyes as she looked at the non-existent kinship between herself and An Binghuai, and immediately understood.

It seems that An Binghuai knew all along that she was not his biological daughter.

It's good that the An family's fate is sealed. Originally, she was worried that if she stood by and watched the An family die, her grandmother would be heartbroken.

Thinking of the purpose of her return, An Jiuxi concealed the expression in her eyes and said in a cold voice, "It's not impossible for me to marry you, but I have three conditions."

Upon hearing that she actually had conditions, An Binghuai raised an eyebrow, about to explode in anger.

Sitting beside him, a slender and well-maintained woman in a dark blue cheongsam grabbed him and gave him a subtle wink.

Then, smiling at An Jiuxi, she said, "Xixi, if you have any requests, just say so. We're all family, and your father and I will do our best to fulfill them."

An Jiuxi looked at the woman in front of her, who was older but still had a graceful and charming demeanor and was skilled in social interaction, and her eyes sparkled.

No wonder she could bewitch An Binghuai so badly that he not only cheated on her during their marriage but also managed to become his wife.

There is indeed something there.

However, as long as it doesn't bother her, An Jiuxi doesn't bother with it.

"First, my mother left behind a sandalwood box, which I want to take with me."

Lin Meifeng pondered in her heart that An Jiuxi's deceased mother was a country bumpkin who had been with An Binghuai since he had just made his fortune. Because she was used to a hard life, she couldn't bear to buy herself any jewelry. She had seen that box; there was nothing valuable inside.

So, with a fake, kind smile on his face, he said, "These are your mother's belongings, so it's only right that they be entrusted to you, her own daughter, for safekeeping."

An Jiuxi saw through her thoughts at a glance, and a cold smile flashed in her eyes.

The ignorant fool couldn't see the value of that box at all.

She smiled, pursing her lips. "Secondly, I want An Yuwei to get out of my room!"

No sooner had the words been spoken than a sharp voice came from the stairwell.

"Why?"

An Yuwei, dressed in a brand-new Chanel suit, stepped down in her high heels, her expression arrogant and her face full of dissatisfaction. "There are so many rooms in the house, why are you taking mine?"

An Jiuxi looked up, her clear, dark eyes falling on An Yuwei's exquisitely made-up face.

Her pink lips curved slightly, and she said, word by word, "Because that room originally belonged to me!"

The room An Yuwei is currently living in is the one she lived in before she was thrown into the countryside.

She has never liked others touching her things.

Even if it's something she doesn't want.

A flicker of jealousy crossed An Yuwei's eyes as she gritted her teeth, "Even if it was yours before, it belongs to me now. I've lived here for over ten years, and you think you can just tell me to move out like that? Who do you think you are?"

It is because of this slut and her slutty mother that she and her mother have always been burdened with the stigma of being a mistress and an illegitimate child.

But clearly, An Jiuxi is the bastard!

An Jiuxi grinned, shrugged, and said, "Not moving is fine too. Then, Jin Yize, you can go marry him!"

An Yuwei was instantly speechless.

If she were willing to marry, her father would never be able to bring back this bastard child.

Lin Meifeng pulled An Yuwei to sit down next to her and gave her a reassuring look.

Then, smiling at An Jiuxi, she said, "Xixi, don't misunderstand. It's not that your sister doesn't want to move; it's just that she's lived in that room for a long time and has grown attached to it."

“No matter how much you have feelings for someone else’s things, they’re still someone else’s!” An Jiuxi retorted with a bright smile.

Lin Meifeng almost couldn't keep her smile.

She took a deep breath and forced a smile. "You're right. I'll have the maid pack Weiwei's things right away. What's your third condition?"

“I want you to write a letter severing ties with the An family, stating that from now on, I have no further connection with the An family.”

Upon hearing this request, An Yuwei excitedly grabbed Lin Meifeng's arm.

This bastard actually took the initiative to sever ties with the An family, so from then on, everything in the An family would rightfully belong to her.

Lin Meifeng was equally excited. It seemed that all these years in the countryside had made this girl a bit dim-witted.

Completely unaware of the An family's current situation, they actually gave up this immense wealth.

An uncontrollable smile crept onto her lips, yet she feigned reluctance. "Xixi, you need to think this through. If you really sever ties with your family, marrying into the Jin family will leave you isolated and helpless. Do you really want to do that?"

Looking at her hypocritical act, An Jiuxi sneered inwardly, "Yes, I'm sure. Hurry up and write it, sign it, and get it notarized. I won't marry her until I get a letter severing ties!"

Having said that, he didn't bother with this hypocritical family and got up to go upstairs.

The maid was tidying up An Yuwei's room, so An Jiuxi sat down on the edge of the bed for the time being.

Looking out through the glass window at the ever-draining wealth of the An family, a hint of coldness flickered in his eyes.

Soon, the maid finished tidying up the room. An Jiuxi closed the door, opened her suitcase, and took her things out one by one.

She didn't have many things: a memorial tablet for her ancestor, a few decorative items, and some tools for drawing talismans.

After offering incense to the ancestral master, An Jiuxi cut out a lifelike little figure from talisman paper.

He made a hand seal and tapped the little paper figure on the forehead, then commanded, "Go."

The little paper figure slipped out through the crack in the door.

About half an hour later, the little paper figure crawled back through the crack in the door and started waving its arms and legs at An Jiuxi.

An Jiuxi's delicate brows furrowed immediately. "Didn't find it?"