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

Chapter 142

An Jiuxi's smile faded, and she glanced speechlessly at the figure unconscious in An Yuwei's arms. She helplessly spread her hands and sighed, "She couldn't bear it and fainted, and she can blame it on me?"

"You really have learned the essence of your mother."

An Yuwei's anger at this moment seemed extremely awkward in light of An Jiuxi's words.

She noticed the disgust in Jin Yize's eyes out of the corner of her eye, and her hand tightened involuntarily, leaving a pinch mark on Lin Meifeng's arm.

An Binghuai looked at his youngest daughter with a headache and waved to the servants who ran out, "Help everyone inside to rest."

When Song Chuntao was helped into the house by the maid, her eyes were fixed on the items placed in the yard.

The thought of losing so much money made her fierce gaze sweep over An Jiuxi's face as she approached the door, and a decision slowly rose in her heart.

As the paper figures returned to An Jiuxi's side one by one, the items were neatly presented to everyone after being put back in their places!

There are at least thirty or forty pieces of jewelry alone.

An Jiuxi was unfamiliar with these things, so she had to ask Jin Yu beside her, "Third sister, could you please take a look at these jewels for me?"

Jin Yu jumped to her feet, her eyes shining, "Leave it to me!"

There were many kinds of jewelry on the ground, but An Jiuxi went to look at the things in the wooden boxes. Seeing that they were just some decorative items and that they were not damaged, she didn't look at them carefully.

However, a quick glance revealed something unusual about the bottom of the box.

An Jiuxi reached out in confusion and took out the object that exuded a slightly eerie aura from the box. Upon closer inspection, she found it to be a very old sandalwood comb.

What the others didn't see in the instant the comb was taken out was...

A flicker of fear crossed An Binghuai's eyes, and he subconsciously staggered back two steps.

Perhaps afraid of being seen in his flustered state, he quickly steadied himself and pretended not to see the sandalwood comb that An Jiuxi had picked up, but his eyes involuntarily darted toward the comb!

"What's wrong?" Jin Yize asked, seeing her furrowed brows. He maneuvered his wheelchair closer to her.

An Jiuxi's eyes flashed, and she stuffed the comb into the man's hand, carefully observing the comb's reaction.

As soon as I saw the pattern gradually unfolding on the comb, I snatched it back!

The patterns on the comb closed instantly.

She chuckled and poked the comb in her hand, giving Jin Yize a knowing smile. "Looks like the stuff inside prefers men."

Although he didn't know what she was trying to say with that expression, Jin Yize felt inexplicably guilty and raised his hand to touch his nose. "I didn't provoke any other people... or things. But since you like men, how did it end up in your mother-in-law's things?"

The man's words served as a good reminder to An Jiuxi, and she looked at the comb in her hand and pondered for a moment.

When she looked up, her gaze fell on the figure standing to one side.

An Binghuai met the woman's gaze, then instinctively looked away. "Now that everything is packed, check it and take it with you. You're never allowed to set foot in the An family again!"

An Jiuxi wasn't sure if it was just her imagination, but she felt that An Binghuai was acting a little strange at the moment.

However, considering that it belonged to her mother, she didn't want to stay there any longer, so she put the comb away separately. After the bodyguard had packed everything up, he pushed Jin Yize into the car.

Seeing that the Jin family members had completely left.

An Binghuai stood there for a moment, his mind filled with images of that comb, and cold sweat crept up his back without him realizing it!

He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with his sleeve, and murmured in a somewhat vacant voice, "No, it's just a broken comb. Anyway, that person is dead, no one will know what I did. Yes, it can't be!"

As he spoke, An Binghuai himself began to believe his own words.