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"Uncle Yongchun, I have to say something to you. Our house cleaning service is terrible; they can't even clean the mirror properly..."

The butcher, who had been silent for a while, finally found an opportunity to start rambling on.

His relationship with Tu Shan wasn't actually very good; they were like siblings who couldn't stand each other.

But since we now have Ye Bai as a common enemy, it's not a problem for us to join forces for the time being.

Of course, more importantly, he still did not believe that Tu Shan's problem was related to the feng shui arrangement.

The brother and sister were always on the same side in opposing feudal superstition.

"The butcher is right, all those cleaners should be fired!"

Tu Shan also snorted coldly. She addressed her father by his first name, let alone her brother.

"This has nothing to do with cleaning."

Just as Tu Yongchun was about to explain, his face flushed, Ye Bai suddenly shook his head and then looked at Tu Shan, asking, "Do you have a habit of taking a bath late at night?"

"...You filthy scoundrel, what do you want to do?"

Tu Shan blushed, realizing that Ye Bai was even more despicable than she had imagined.

When a grown man asks a woman such a private question, it's easy for people to think he has ulterior motives.

Tu Baili's brows furrowed slightly, clearly indicating he was not feeling well.

The Tu family and the Qin family do have a good relationship, but it's not appropriate for a son-in-law of the Qin family to flirt with the eldest daughter of the Tu family, is it?

At least not in front of me, right?

Tu Jiang didn't think much of it, and instead curled his lip in disdain, saying, "What's so interesting about women taking a bath!"

For a martial arts fanatic, the punching bag is his true love; women can only affect the speed of his punches.

In this respect, Tu Jiang and that martial arts star Mi Zizhen really share the same interests.

If the two of them were to meet, they would definitely have a lot in common.

"If you have a habit of taking a bath late at night, you should notice that a trace of blood-red mist will appear on the mirror."

"This is what I called the 'blood basin mirror situation' before. This problem will occur when the bathroom mirror is directly facing the toilet or bathtub."

"Your bathroom design is indeed beautiful, but the bathtub is too big, and you've also added a large mirror in front of it..."

Ye Bai explained to everyone, while a strange feeling welled up in his heart.

How narcissistic must someone be to enjoy looking in the mirror while taking a bath?

Is this eldest daughter of the Tu family really that good-looking?

Because the ancient costume dress was relatively loose, and Ye Bai didn't have X-ray vision, he naturally couldn't see anything.

But her curves, especially her breasts and buttocks, should still be fine.

The main reason is that Tu Shan always stands sideways, which makes her figure curves look even more obvious.

"There's actually such a feng shui arrangement?"

Tu Baili was first stunned, then felt ashamed.

He had genuinely thought Ye Bai had something on his mind about his daughter, but he never expected that the questions Ye Bai asked were actually about the feng shui arrangement.

"There are quite a few unlucky feng shui arrangements. This one isn't actually that bad, but it will make the women in the family more prone to some gynecological diseases."

Ye Bai smiled slightly, too lazy to care about the Tu family's previous misunderstanding that he was a hooligan.

He came to the Tu family to make money, not out of spite.

As long as we can successfully complete this deal and get our payment from Qin Wanqing, everything else is a minor matter.

"Gynecological disease?"

Tu Baili was completely dumbfounded; the shock he felt at that moment was indescribable.

Although he should be mindful of his daughter's privacy as she grows up, he naturally learned about her condition from the doctor when he took Tu Shan to the hospital a while ago.

Among them is information about this aspect.

He was too embarrassed to ask at the time, but now it seems that it was caused by the feng shui arrangement?

"Ye Bai, you're shameless!"

In contrast to Tu Baili's surprise, Tu Shan was both ashamed and angry, and turned and ran away.

This time, instead of turning to the side, he left Ye Bai and the others with his back to them.

Clearly, although the eldest daughter of the Tu family is not mentally sound, she at least knows that turning to the side is not an escape route.

"Xiaobai, is this kind of feng shui arrangement easy to break?"

Tu Baili didn't have time to pay attention to the erratic Tu Shan, and asked nervously.

"If you can figure it out, it's not hard to crack. Just replace the mirror, redo the walls, and let it dry for a while."

Ye Bai nodded.

The "Blood Basin Reflecting in the Mirror" formation isn't actually that mysterious; it's just that many mediocre feng shui practitioners can't recognize it.

From this perspective, the feng shui masters that the Tu family hired before must not have been very skilled.

"Then let's redo the entire renovation! Replace everything inside!"

Tu Baili waved his hand and gave the steward the task.

As expected of the head of a top wealthy family in Jingzhou, he has a firm grasp on the matter of being incredibly extravagant.

Afterwards, the group went up to the second floor.

The first floor only has a large hall and a bathroom, but there are two unlucky feng shui layouts, which makes Ye Bai guess that the real problem is upstairs.

Only a small part of the symptoms Tu Baili described about Tu Shan were caused by the two feng shui arrangements downstairs.

The second floor has more rooms, including bedrooms and bathrooms, as well as a living room and a walk-in closet.

There is no kitchen, and as the eldest daughter of the Tu family, Tu Shan doesn't need to cook for herself.

Every day at mealtimes, someone will deliver the food.

The living room on the second floor is fine; it's no longer a "through-hall" layout.

The bathroom was fine, but there wasn't even a bathtub, just a shower.

It seems that the bathroom on the first floor is the one that Tu Shan uses specifically for taking baths.

Before Tu Baili could even breathe a sigh of relief, he saw Ye Bai's expression suddenly change as he entered the bedroom.

This made Tu Baili's heart jump again, and he even held his breath for a moment.

Ever since Ye Bai explained the feng shui layout of the first floor so clearly, Tu Baili no longer dared to underestimate this son-in-law of the Qin family.

He couldn't tell whether the other person could rival the feng shui master Qi Bowen, but his skill level was certainly not bad.

"A trap for the dragon, a hidden trap of ruthless intent... Uncle Tu, are you sure that Sister Tu Shan did the interior design of this villa herself?"

After walking around the bedroom, Ye Bai looked up at the ceiling, his expression becoming increasingly strange.

"Uh, what dragon? What sword?"

Tu Baili was completely bewildered, realizing that he couldn't understand a word Ye Bai was saying.

This is normal. The most important thing for a qualified head of a wealthy family is to do business first, and then to handle various interpersonal relationships.

Some people may learn about Feng Shui out of interest, but most believe in it without understanding it.

They don't need to understand it; all they need to do is spend money.

"The 'trapped dragon's trap' refers to this grid-like structure in the bedroom ceiling. The ominous signs it creates are frequent nightmares, feeling like you're bound by chains, and having a feeling of suffocation and death!"

"If you go to the hospital for a physical exam, it will show abnormal blood oxygen levels. Do you have these symptoms, Sister Tu Shan?"

Ye Bai looked at Tu Baili and asked.

"How...how do you know all this? Who told you?"

Before Tu Baili could answer, a startled cry came from outside the door.

But it was Tu Shan, who had run away before, who had secretly slipped back at some point...