Shui Miao turned around, walked toward the little girl, squatted down, and gently wiped the cake crumbs from her mouth. “Xiaohua, eat slowly, don’t rush. Later, I’ll have your dad take you to eat something even better. Right now, I’m going to buy you new clothes. You two behave and listen well; Uncle will be right back.”
“Big Brother, can you really bring my dad back? But my mom said my dad is already dead!”
The little girl looked at Shui Miao with innocent eyes.
“Big Brother is a celestial being; he’s very powerful. Look, what is this?” Shui Miao smiled gently, caressed the girl’s face, and suddenly produced a colorful lollipop from his hand. This lollipop was formed using Shui Miao’s water-element holy spiritual energy. For an ordinary person, obtaining it would bring great benefits. If the girl ate it, she would certainly recover her health, feel refreshed, and her complexion would greatly improve.
“It’s candy! It’s so pretty!”
Children will always be children. Upon seeing the lollipop, she immediately showed a sweet, innocent smile.
“Don’t eat anything else now. Share this lollipop with your mom. Big Brother is going to get you new clothes.”
Shui Miao stood up, nodded toward the child’s mother, and then hurried away.
Xiaohua’s mother was actually only in her twenties. However, due to mental issues and a skin disease, she appeared disheveled, dirty, and slovenly—looking more like a woman in her forties or fifties. Shui Miao believed that with a little tidying up and a fresh set of clothes, she would definitely become a very beautiful woman.
On his way, Shui Miao sighed, thinking how truly difficult it was to understand the thoughts of someone with mental issues—they were chaotic and unpredictable.
In the afternoon, Shui Miao used his spiritual awareness to observe the surroundings and accidentally noticed the mentally unstable mother pulling her own hair. He focused his mind, helped calm her emotions, and gradually entered her spiritual world. He communicated with her, telling her that he was a cultivator and that the Bodhisattva had sent him to help her. This eventually calmed her mood and stabilized her emotions.
Shui Miao also accessed her memories and discovered some fragmented and infuriating recollections.
Her name was Duan Hongmei. She was a young woman who had come from a mountain village to work in the city. In the factory, she had fallen in love with a young man named Chen Rong. This should have been a very happy and sweet relationship. However, when Duan Hongmei brought Chen Rong home for the Spring Festival, her parents firmly opposed the marriage. The reason was that Chen Rong was poor and had nothing, even accusing him of being a *liumang*—a hooligan who had tricked their daughter—and threatening to beat him up. Duan Hongmei, being a woman of strong feelings, stood up and declared that she truly loved Chen Rong and was already pregnant. Upon hearing this, her parents flew into a rage and cast Duan Hongmei out of the house, cutting off all relations with her.
Duan Hongmei had paid a heavy price for this love.
Back in Huanghai City, Duan Hongmei and Chen Rong worked together, earning money and living a simple but sweet life.
But when Duan Hongmei was nine months pregnant, she accidentally discovered that Chen Rong had started a relationship with another woman. This woman, Fang Qing, was a city girl with a good family background—owning a house, a car, and even a clothing store in the city. Her only goal in being with Chen Rong was to have him become the son-in-law living in her family’s home.
Chen Rong turned out to be a two-faced man!
He was indeed a rascal—a true scoundrel!
Realizing Chen Rong’s true nature, Duan Hongmei felt both regret and hatred. But for the sake of her unborn child, she confronted Chen Rong—and then was struck on the head by someone, after which she remembered nothing.
Shui Miao only managed to obtain this much from her memories. What happened afterward was fragmented and unclear.
To uncover the truth, Shui Miao expanded his spiritual awareness and located Chen Rong.
Indeed, as Duan Hongmei’s parents had said, Chen Rong was a hooligan at heart.
As dusk approached, Chen Rong was dining in a small restaurant with two of his henchmen and a man named Qin Gang. Qin Gang had paid 5,000 yuan to hire Chen Rong to beat up Shui Miao, and Chen Rong had agreed, planning to strike after midnight. From this, Shui Miao knew that Chen Rong would come for him that night.
And now, the store Shui Miao was going to buy clothes from was exactly the clothing store run by Fang Qing, Chen Rong’s city girlfriend.
Xinsheng Street
This was the busiest street in Huanghai City. On both sides of the street were clothing shops, and Fang Qing’s family owned two of them, worth several million yuan. She was very wealthy.
Every evening at seven, Fang Qing would come to check the accounts, and at eight, the store would close, with the staff leaving afterward.
Shui Miao transformed his appearance, wearing a set of branded clothes and a gold watch, and entered the store. Just then, Fang Qing was there.
Fang Qing was not very tall, had fair skin, a delicate oval face, and eyes that carried a hint of allure. Her figure was perfect—curvaceous in all the right places.
Shui Miao entered the shop, nodded slightly at Fang Qing without saying much, and started picking out clothes.
He was very generous. He picked out several decent-looking outfits, didn’t haggle over prices, and simply had the staff pack them up. He ended up purchasing over a dozen pieces, each worth more than a thousand yuan.
Such a big customer was naturally exciting.
Fang Qing personally came over to chat with Shui Miao. “Sir, you really have an eye for fashion. These are all our latest designs. But buying so many…”
“Hehe, don’t worry, I have money.”
Shui Miao took out a bank card from his shirt pocket, and unintentionally dropped a business card on the floor.
Fang Qing quickly picked it up and looked at it. Upon seeing it, she was greatly surprised. “Ah! Chairman Chen of the Chen Group at Zhonghai International! Chairman Chen!”
“Shhh, keep it low-key.”
Shui Miao lowered his voice, raising his eyebrows slightly. “I know you won’t spread this around, right?”
“Of course…”
Fang Qing’s heart raced, and she couldn’t help but feel a sudden interest in Shui Miao.
At once, Fang Qing asked the staff to stand by the door while she muttered, “It’s so hot,” and unbuttoned the top button of her blouse. She turned to Shui Miao with a gentle smile. “Chairman Chen, you bought so many women’s clothes…”
“You understand, hehe…”
Shui Miao raised his eyebrows again, flashing Fang Qing a charming smile. He deliberately glanced at her cleavage and gave her a thumbs-up, sighing. “Ah! Why didn’t I meet you earlier? A charming young lady like you—if I had met you a few years ago, I would’ve definitely married you.”
Shui Miao intentionally flattered and flirted with Fang Qing. He picked up a dress and held it up against her chest, letting his little finger lightly brush across her chest, causing her to shiver and blush instantly.
Although it was his first time flirting with a woman, Shui Miao had xianli (celestial power) at his disposal. With just a slight effort, he could amplify Fang Qing’s sensations, making them twice as pleasurable.
Fang Qing was naturally a flirtatious woman. After marrying Chen Rong, she gradually realized that his character was beneath her standards. She often joked with young, handsome men to satisfy her emotional cravings. Today, being flirted with by Shui Miao made her heart race.
Women always appreciate compliments, and Shui Miao calling her “young lady” made Fang Qing begin to daydream.
Seeing Fang Qing motionless and with a suggestive expression, Shui Miao knew he had made progress.
Knowing when to stop, he pretended to check his gold watch and casually placed the dress on her, letting his middle finger glide precisely between her cleavage. “Well then, that’s enough for now. I’m in a hurry. Oh, by the way, would it be convenient for you to leave your phone number? When I need to buy more clothes, I can make an appointment with you in advance!”
“Of course, of course…”
Fang Qing was eager and quickly exchanged phone numbers with Shui Miao.
“The total is 18,600 yuan.”
At the counter, the staff packed up the clothes and calculated the bill.
Fang Qing quickly said, “Mr. Chen is our VIP customer. Let’s give him a 30% discount.”
“Yes, boss.”
The staff hurriedly recalculated with the calculator.
Shui Miao feigned surprise toward Fang Qing. “So you’re the owner of this store! If that’s the case, you must have strong management skills. A talented person like you running just a small shop seems a bit of a waste. If you’re interested in the future, you could come to Zhonghai City and manage a massive shopping mall with 5,000 employees for me.”
As he spoke, Shui Miao placed 20,000 yuan on the counter—the money he had just teleported from Fang Qing’s car using his xianli (celestial power)—and generously said not to give him any change.
Such extravagance stunned the staff!
Fang Qing was also momentarily taken aback. If she had any doubts before, now she had none. With real cash right in front of her, how could it be fake? Who else could be this generous if not a big boss?
At that moment, a Hummer worth over five million yuan pulled up in front of the store.
A tall, muscular man entered the shop, picked up all the bags and packages, and loaded them into the car.
Shui Miao intentionally shook hands with Fang Qing, pretending to merely be thanking her, but actually using his fire-element celestial power (xianli) to give her a warm and pleasant sensation.
Then Shui Miao got into the car and left.
Fang Qing stood at the door, blushing and lost in thought.
The Hummer stopped at a red light intersection. Shui Miao transformed back into his original appearance, grabbed his bags, and got out.
The driver suddenly shuddered and came to his senses. Seeing that he was waiting at a traffic light, he frowned and muttered to himself, “Damn! Did I get possessed or something? How did I end up here?”
Seeing Shui Miao return, Zhang the blind man and Wang the cripple immediately came forward with smiling faces.
Shui Miao placed the bags inside the shop. The shop had already been arranged with beds, tables, and chairs.
Putting the bags on the table, Shui Miao turned to Zhang and Wang and nodded. “Good job! You two did well. But remember, don’t talk too much. From now on, do more good deeds and kind acts. Maybe one day, I’ll be in a good mood and turn you both into normal, healthy people. Alright, go rest now.”
“…”
At first, Zhang and Wang didn’t react, but after a moment of realization, both began thanking Shui Miao profusely.
At this time, Duan Hongmei and her daughter had finished bathing and returned, but they were still wearing their dirty clothes.
Shui Miao picked up a long dress and gave it to Zhang’s granddaughter.
Then, Shui Miao told Duan Hongmei that all the clothes in the shop were for her and her daughter. He asked them to rest first and said that when someone knocked on the door later, it would be Chen Rong arriving.
Zhang, with his granddaughter, thanked Shui Miao repeatedly and returned home.
Wang the cripple, excited after meeting a high-level master, went home and couldn’t help but kiss his sleeping wife affectionately.
Duan Hongmei closed the door and joyfully helped her daughter change into new clothes.
Shui Miao went to a reclining chair under a large banyan tree, took out his phone, and sent a text message to Fang Qing. “Miss Fang, I don’t know why, but ever since I met you just now, your image has kept appearing in my mind. What do you think is wrong with me?”
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