Today’s spectacle ended with the production team missing out on all the drama.
Since the person in charge wasn’t on set, there was no one to oversee the situation. The staff could only watch helplessly as Best Actor Xie led the monks into the foyer—then promptly expelled them. With a decisive “click,” the door shut, cutting off all sight and sound from the outside.
The incident happened too suddenly. Someone had already rushed to contact their superior, but by the time Assistant Director Chen Kang arrived, the doors had just swung open again. The monks strolled out in an unhurried manner, clearly finished with their business.
Damn it, what a miscalculation! He shouldn’t have gone to the neighboring set today—he completely missed out on this juicy drama! Assistant Director Chen was filled with regret.
Just then, Xie Wei and his beloved little wife strolled in from the garden, walking intimately side by side. They were murmuring in low voices. When Song Qing looked up at his partner, his eyes sparkled as if he were gazing at a rare treasure. Meanwhile, the actor’s face was completely devoid of its earlier gloom. His posture was upright, his expression reserved yet pleased, and his entire demeanor radiated the quiet satisfaction of a man proudly showing off his loving marriage.
Assistant Director Chen hurried forward with a warm greeting. “Teacher Xie…”
“Old Chen, weren’t you accompanying Director You to the other set today? Back so soon?” Xie Wei exchanged pleasantries with him.
Chen Kang replied, “I heard you invited the monks from Guangming Temple to perform a ritual, so I rushed over to see what was going on. What made you think of bringing in monks all of a sudden? Did something happen?” He probed with apparent concern.
Xie Wei waved his hand triumphantly, not bothering to hide anything. He spoke candidly, “It’s nothing major, just wanted to drive away some bad energy. After all, our production team has been experiencing quite a few strange incidents lately. But don’t worry—the grandmaster has already sealed away the source of trouble. I doubt it’ll dare stir up anything again!”
Chen Kang hesitated. “The source of trouble… you mean…?”
“Naturally, the one who’s been causing chaos, pretending to be supernatural, disturbing the entire show, and even trying to sabotage other people’s relationships,” Xie Wei blurted out without thinking. The moment the words left his mouth, he realized he had been way too direct. His heart instantly clenched in panic—what if his wife started teasing him again?
Having developed PTSD from being teased, Best Actor Xie hurriedly tried to correct himself. “Qing Qing, what I meant was—”
But before he could finish, Song Qing suddenly grabbed his hand. Lowering his head, he gave a light cough, his voice gentle and full of agreement. “Hubby, I trust you. Everything you say is right. I will unconditionally support all your decisions.”
…Holy shit—!
Chen Kang stared at Song Qing in shock. Wasn’t this the same little drama queen who used to defend his great-grandfather at all costs and wouldn’t let anyone say a single bad word about him? Why had he suddenly changed his tune?
Xie Wei was just as dumbfounded, even wondering if he had misheard. It took him a full minute to snap out of it before he cautiously asked, “Qing Qing, are you serious?”
Xie Wei could barely contain his overwhelming joy. Could the grandmaster’s exorcism really be this effective? In just a few minutes, his Qing Qing had returned to normal—back to being the perfect, devoted wife who only had eyes for him!
Meanwhile, Little Drama Queen Song subtly rubbed the bank card in his pocket. Thinking about the 150,000 yuan he had just earned, he immediately felt he should be more professional. He couldn’t let his rich husband think his “exorcism” money had gone to waste.
So, he blinked his big, sincere eyes and nodded firmly. “Of course! If I don’t trust you, who else would I trust? They’re all outsiders—only you are different…” He gazed at Xie Wei affectionately while mentally adding the rest of his thought: They’re all outsiders. Only you are the last remaining adorable, gullible, money-flush, deep-pocketed, perfect sugar daddy husband in this world.
Just then, the grandfather-grandson duo happened to walk by.
One second, Xie Wei was deeply moved; the next, he was on high alert, eyes locked onto that deceitful sorcerer. At the same time, his hand instinctively clutched the white jade figurine in his pocket. This wasn’t just some ordinary gift—it was definitely a crucial artifact the master had bestowed upon him to suppress the sinister cultivator across the way!
With this thought, his confidence soared. As the grandfather and grandson approached, he flashed them a slow, insincere smile and lazily greeted, “Mr. Su’s complexion looks awfully pale. Are you feeling unwell? Su Ran, shouldn’t you be taking your great-grandfather to the hospital? You wouldn’t want him to develop a lingering illness, would you?”
Song Qing chimed in with an equally sharp-edged remark. “He doesn’t look sick to me—more like he just got a good scare. Great-Grandfather, you haven’t been up to anything shady lately, have you?”
—And in his heart, Song Qing silently added: Earning my husband’s money definitely doesn’t count as something shady. It’s perfectly legitimate income.
The great-grandson, unaware of the intricate drama unfolding, was utterly baffled when he heard the little drama queen dare to mock his great-grandfather in such a sarcastic tone. He immediately asked with concern, “Did you forget to take your meds before going out? Why are you suddenly siding with him?”
Song Qing lifted his chin proudly. “What do you mean, ‘forget to take my meds’? My mind has never been clearer. I know exactly what I’m doing. Even more so, I know who I should stand by!”
With one arm wrapped around his beloved wife, Xie Wei felt like he had won at life. Smugly, he sneered at the grandfather-grandson duo. “Qing Qing and I are soulmates, brought together and blessed by my parents. How could some petty tricks ever drive a wedge between us? But I do understand your feelings—after all, deeply loving families like ours, passed down for generations, are incredibly rare. It’s only natural that people would be jealous.”
As he spoke, he even shook his head at the two with a look of regret—after all, their family was neither harmonious nor complete.
The great-grandson stared at this shameless couple in shock before turning to his great-grandfather. “You’re just going to let this slide?”
Meanwhile, Su Weisheng’s vision was already filled with an onslaught of ghostly bullet comments from the underworld.
[Yan Wan: Son, I’m begging you, please stop bragging. Down here, I’m already cringing so hard I’ve scraped out an entire courtyard with my feet… QAQ]
[Yan Wan: Help. What kind of nonsense is this?! Where did this so-called ‘loving family’ come from? His father and I always did our own thing—we never had anything remotely close to ‘love’!]
[Yan Wan: Xie Wei, for the sake of your dead mother, could you at least accumulate some virtue? Stop spreading lies in the living world! Down here, I’m already terrified that the High Priest is going to hunt me down for slander and revenge…]
Su Weisheng slowly moved his gaze away from the barrage of messages flooding the underworld livestream. He looked at Xie Wei and asked, “Are you seriously under the impression that your parents are blessing your marriage…?”
“Obviously.” Xie Wei sneered, his tone laced with mockery. “What now, little ancestor? Don’t tell me you’re about to claim that my mother visited you in a dream?”
Su Weisheng shook his head and replied calmly, “I’ve never met her. If she wanted to send a message, she should’ve gone to her own son. What does that have to do with me?”
“Well, of course,” Xie Wei scoffed. “If my mother were to visit me in a dream, it would surely be to express how pleased she is that I’ve perfectly inherited her and my father’s legacy—not only achieving great success in my career but also finding such a wonderful partner like Qing Qing.” The more he spoke, the more exhilarated he became, as if he had finally restored his dignity and cleared his past humiliation.
Su Weisheng gave a half-hearted clap. Ah, truly touching—such a deeply moving mother-son bond.
After returning to the second floor, Su Ran was still filled with confusion. He followed his great-grandfather to the study, watching the man’s busy figure, and asked in puzzlement, “You’re just letting him run wild like that? This doesn’t seem like your style!”
“What’s the rush?” Su Weisheng glanced at him strangely. “I’m not even angry. Why are you?”
Oh, right. He made money—of course, he wouldn’t be angry.
Seeing his great-grandson all puffed up with frustration, Su Weisheng thought for a moment, then took out the spoils of war he had just seized from a box. He waved Su Ran over and said, “If you’ve got nothing to do, come knock on this wooden fish. Cultivate your mind, and while you’re at it, help send off some stubborn lingering souls. Consider it accumulating some virtue for yourself.”
The lingering soul inside the prayer beads: “……”
Su Ran glanced at the wooden fish. It looked somewhat familiar. He took a closer look—“Isn’t this that old monk’s thing?!” Wait… He looked at his great-grandfather, who was in a particularly good mood, then at the wooden fish. He recalled the grandmaster’s panicked departure, Xie Wei’s blind overconfidence in provoking them, and that little drama queen’s sudden betrayal…
“Damn!” The great-grandson finally had a moment of clarity. “You and Song Qing definitely teamed up behind the scenes again! I’m the only one left in the dark!”
“No,” Su Weisheng answered sincerely. “How could you be the only one? Obviously, both you and Xie Wei were kept in the dark.”
Great-grandson: “……”
Smiling, Su Weisheng pointed at the wooden fish. “Put on some earplugs and knock properly. This thing is good for you—it’ll help you discover more functions of the white jade ear cuff.”
Yes, the very same white jade ear cuff that had displayed incredible power against Master Zhao Yan! Hearing this, Su Ran’s eyes lit up. He instinctively touched his ear—this ear cuff was definitely no ordinary artifact. If his great-grandfather could teach him how to use it at will…
Su Ran was already eagerly envisioning his bright future.
That afternoon, the rhythmic sound of a wooden fish echoed from the study on the second floor. Completely focused, Su Ran immersed himself in diligent research, determined to unlock the jade ear cuff’s hidden abilities as soon as possible.
Meanwhile, Su Weisheng lounged lazily on the sofa beside the bed, half-asleep, one hand casually draped over the armrest. He basked in the soft warmth of the afternoon sunlight.
At some point, the amazonite prayer beads on his fair wrist suddenly trembled. The beads twitched once, then again, as if unable to endure the noise any longer. Finally, a faint red glow flickered from within, as though something inside was trying to break free, desperate to rise up and smash that damned wooden fish to pieces.
Su Weisheng sleepily patted the prayer beads.
The red glow coiled around his finger like a nimble little snake, reluctant and resentful. It bit the pad of his finger as a petty act of revenge before sluggishly crawling back into the prayer beads, full of grievances, forced to endure the noise once more.
With his eyes still closed, Su Weisheng’s lips curved silently, unable to suppress his amusement.
Some were pleased, while others were distressed—but Xie Wei was certainly the most triumphant of them all.
He had spent a fortune to hire the grandmaster. He was determined to defeat the grandfather-grandson duo next door, reclaim his wife, regain control, and set everything back on the track he wanted. His mood couldn’t have been better.
That money was well spent.
If not for his heavy losses in the stock market, he would have considered donating a golden statue to the temple as a token of gratitude.
So, not only did he flaunt his relationship in the live stream, but when he lay in bed that night, recalling his earlier confrontation with Su Weisheng and his decisive victory, he still felt a lingering sense of satisfaction.
Hah. That guy had actually tried the same old trick, bringing up his deceased mother again? Ridiculous!
Even though he no longer considered himself an atheist, there was no way he would let a dark cultivator manipulate him with something like that!
Thinking this, Xie Wei slowly drifted off to sleep.
He had no idea how long he had been asleep when he suddenly felt weightless as if his body was floating. In a daze, he opened his eyes—only to see a graceful woman sitting by his bedside.
A woman? How could there be a woman in his room?
Rubbing his eyes, Xie Wei tried to see more clearly.
The beautiful woman in a red dress suddenly turned her head. Her pitch-black eyes stared at him eerily, and the thick resentment radiating from her body was almost tangible, suffocating him.
With a shudder, Xie Wei tumbled off the bed in fright. His breath caught as he stared at that all-too-familiar face.
“…Mom?”
Yan Wan’s voice was low and ghostly. “Son, I heard you’ve been spreading rumors in the living world—telling people I was a helpless little wife who couldn’t survive without your father. Because of you, I’ve lost all face in the underworld…”
She let out a slow sigh. “Rather than letting you continue embarrassing yourself, why don’t I just take you down with me now?”
Under Xie Wei’s horrified gaze, his mother slowly reached out her hands, sharp nails gleaming as they moved straight for his throat.
Oh f—!
Xie Wei cursed and scrambled to his feet, rolling and crawling as he desperately tried to escape. As he ran, he wailed for mercy, “Mom! Mom, I was wrong! Don’t take me with you! I’ll clear things up right away—I swear! You’re not a helpless little wife, you’re a domineering CEO! A queen! A queen with three thousand male consorts. Is that good enough?!”
But no matter how hard he ran, he found himself trapped in a loop—he couldn’t escape the room. Exhausted and gasping for breath, he finally collapsed onto the floor in despair. That was when he realized something strange…
His mom hadn’t chased after him.
Confused, Xie Wei turned around, only to see his mother still sitting calmly on the bed, watching him with a bored expression as he made a fool of himself.
Yan Wan said, “Doesn’t matter whether you clear things up or not. But there’s something I need you to do. Son, I don’t want to be buried with your father anymore. When you go back, move my grave somewhere else.”
Xie Wei, still dazed, asked, “…Why move the grave?”
Yan Wan casually dropped a bombshell. “Because I found you a stepfather. I need to relocate so I can finalize my divorce in the underworld and give your stepfather an official title.”
Xie Wei: ???
Mom, what did you just say? You’re dead, and you still want to move your grave for a second marriage?!
Xie Wei, the esteemed Best Actor, felt his entire worldview shatter.
From a distance, Xie Wei saw that someone’s house had collapsed. But when he got closer—oh.
It was his ancestral tomb that had caved in…
Yan Wan, growing impatient with his stunned silence, smacked him on the head. “Hurry up! Can you do it or not? Give me an answer already! I had to argue with that bigshot for ages just to get a few minutes for this dream visit. If you mess this up, I’ll just take you with me right now!”
A dream visit… again…
Hearing those words made Xie Wei’s skin crawl. Unbidden, his thoughts drifted to that person.
And as if summoned by his thoughts, a figure slowly emerged from the mist in the distance—a tall, graceful silhouette, lounging in a chair, leisurely reading a book.
The moment Yan Wan caught sight of that shadow, the fierce mother who had been beating her son just seconds ago suddenly transformed into an elegant, refined lady. She gracefully curtsied toward the figure, her voice turning soft and gentle. “My lord, is time almost up? Please wait just a moment—I’ll be finished soon.”
A short, amused chuckle echoed from the mist. The voice was cool and distant, yet oddly familiar to Xie Wei.
The mysterious figure spoke indifferently, “No rush. Yan Wan, your son misses you dearly in the living world. Take your time catching up.”
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