When I married into the Gu family, plenty of people in Jiangcheng were waiting to laugh at me.
What right did a penniless nobody with no connections have to marry the Gu family's eldest daughter?
They didn't know that I had come to change the Gu family's fate. What my grandfather left me wasn't some scam involving fortune-telling.
I know how to read houses, and I know how to read people.
I can discern a thing or two from which way a doorway faces, where the water flows, and whether a person's energy gathers or disperses.
It was supposed to be a three-year marriage of convenience, but as time went by, I developed feelings for Gu Qingyan. The night she disappeared, a villain nearly took her virtue.
I found three pieces of old threshold wood hidden in her house, her car, and her office.
Once all three markers were broken, the energy that remained flowed in the same direction.
But I could only see a few meters ahead.
Ma Qian was silent for a long time on the phone before asking me:
"Chen Chuan, didn't your grandfather ever tell you what the Yang-Burning Illumination burns?"
"What?"
"Your remaining years."
I lowered my head and looked at the three broken pieces of wood.
"Can I find her?"
"Yes."
"Then teach me."
That night, I used my own life to light a lamp. A powerful surge of energy helped me find her.
Only after that did I understand:
What my grandfather had taught me was merely enough to bring me to the threshold of this underworld.
Some people ask me to read their houses. Others ask me to change their fortunes.
But when I finally stepped inside, I discovered that
the hardest thing to read in this world has never been a house.
It's the human heart.
Please speed up the update
Not bad, well written