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Chapter 210 Enraging Cheng Ai

Cheng Ai pulled out the silver needles that had already turned black and explained calmly, "The toxins have completely invaded Auntie's heart meridian, and it is almost impossible for her to recover, but I can help alleviate her pain."

"Ha!" Liao Yunyan laughed sarcastically, her expression no longer as strange as before. "Anyone can do this level of acupuncture. How dare you show off your amateur skills before an expert?"

"Yunyan!" Liao Chengming's eyes widened, his face turned cold, and he scolded in a low voice, "Don't be rude!"

Zhang Xiaohui patted his hand and said softly, "Chengming, don't be angry. My darling is just worried that we might be misled."

Then, she looked at Cheng Ai, her eyes filled with the same disdain as Liao Yunyan's. "Ms. Cheng, please don't scare my husband and children with your alarmist talk. I'm not feeling unwell at all. It's not as serious as you're making it out to be."

Cheng Ai raised an eyebrow, her tone relaxed, "Why don't you take the amulet away and feel it again?"

Zhang Xiaohui looked puzzled and rummaged around aimlessly.

Finally, with Liao Chengming's guidance, he took out two amulets from his pocket.

She glanced at Liao Yunyan, then at Ye Jingke, before defiantly tearing the talisman into pieces and throwing it forcefully into the air.

Paper scraps fluttered down, and Cheng Ai was completely enraged.

She understands that the world doesn't recognize mystical arts, but she absolutely will not allow anyone to disregard the fruits of her labor in front of her!

Cheng Ai broke the barrier and threw a teleportation talisman onto the floor.

As the blue vortex appeared, she left behind the words "Night after night, go home" and stepped inside first.

Retribution came swiftly; the dark purple marks on Zhang Xiaohui's left arm and chest disappeared instantly, and she quickly became weak and coughed violently.

Liao Chengming helped her put on her coat, and the Liao siblings rushed over to offer their concern and care.

Ye Jingke silently tidied up the items on the coffee table without saying a word.

The scraps of paper on the floor spoke volumes; he supported Cheng Ai's actions.

He closed his Tai Chi shoulder bag, immediately went downstairs, left the Liao family home, and got into his car.

Although using a teleportation scroll to get home is quick, someone still needs to drive the car away.

As the engine started, someone banged on the car window as if demanding an emergency.

Ye Jingke lowered the car window, revealing half his face, and coldly asked, "Mr. Liao, is there something you need?"

Liao Chengming looked anxious and pleaded, "Jingke, Xiaohui didn't do it on purpose. Could you call Miss Cheng back? We promise to cooperate fully this time."

"Too late!" Ye Jingke smiled slightly, his gaze icy and sharp. "Opportunity only comes once; once missed, it's gone forever."

As soon as he finished speaking, the car sped away, leaving Liao Chengming standing there dumbfounded.

He slumped down, burying his face in his hands and wailing, his face full of regret.

If he had stopped his wife and daughter's misbehavior earlier, would the outcome have been different?

Just then, Liao Yunqing rushed over, "Dad, Mom is vomiting nonstop and has a splitting headache. The blue vortex left by Cheng Ai disappeared as soon as I stepped on it. You have to go and check on her!"

Liao Chengming wiped away his tears and hurriedly returned to his bedroom.

Zhang Xiaohui fell into a coma again. He looked coldly at the Liao siblings and forcefully ordered, "You must find a way to bring Cheng Ai home when we record the show next week. Yunqing, you set off immediately to find Jingke and try to bring back a few more peace charms."

Liao Yunqing obediently left, but Liao Yunyan was unhappy. "Dad, there are plenty of Taoist priests who know mystical arts. Why do you insist on the illegitimate daughter of the Cheng family?"

Liao Chengming narrowed his eyes, scrutinized her carefully, and frowned as he asked, "Do you know a highly skilled master? Why don't you invite him over to treat your mother's illness?"

Liao Yunyan was stunned for a moment, then denied it repeatedly, "No, no, no, I just think the world is so big and full of wonders. If the Cheng family's illegitimate daughter knows it, then others are not necessarily ignorant of it either. We can make two preparations. My brother and I will try our best to please that illegitimate daughter in the variety show, while you send people outside to visit various Taoist temples. In time, we will be able to find a few Taoists with outstanding abilities."

Liao Chengming's eyes lit up, and he patted her shoulder approvingly, "Yunyan has finally grown up and can share the burden of the family. I'll take care of your mother here. It's almost ten o'clock, you should go back to your room and rest early."

"Yes, Dad!" Liao Yunyan glanced at the protruding part of the ceiling out of the corner of her eye, and fled the bedroom in fear.

That was close; we almost got caught.

She straightened her back, a sinister smile playing on her lips. "Follow me and I will prosper; defy me and I will perish. If you dare to block my way, I will make sure you die a horrible death!"

At the Imperial Manor, the sound of rushing water came from the bathroom. Ye Jingke sat on the sofa, opened a bottle of white wine he had taken from the refrigerator, and drank it all in one gulp.

The spicy yet icy liquid slid down his throat, bringing a moment of clarity to his muddled mind.

Breaking ties with the Liao family was not his intention, but letting his girlfriend suffer repeatedly was not in his nature either.

Since he couldn't have both, he had no choice but to sacrifice one to save the other.

Cheng Ai hummed a little tune as she walked out of the bathroom wrapped in a bath towel. With practiced ease, she pounced on Ye Jingke, hooked his chin with her index finger, and smiled charmingly, "Ye Ye, it's late at night, shall we do something else?"

For Cheng Ai, the Liao family's affairs were just a minor incident and not enough to cause her distress.

She only came over to cheer Ye Jingke up because she saw that he was in a low mood.

A strong smell of alcohol wafted into her nostrils. She lowered her head to sniff and asked suspiciously, "What did you sneak a bite of? It smells so good!"

Ye Jingke suppressed the madness in his eyes, got up, carried Cheng Ai to the bed, lightly kissed her alluring lips twice, and then took out her pajamas and went into the bathroom.

Feeling upset, all he wanted to do was wash up and go to bed as soon as possible.

Cheng Ai lowered her eyes, pouting in grievance. If time could turn back, she would still make the same choice.

She could look down on herself, but she couldn't tolerate disrespecting the legacy left by her master.

Ye Jingke was very fast; he was out in less than five minutes.

He didn't use a hairdryer; glistening water droplets dripped from the ends of his hair onto his collarbone, making him incredibly sexy.

Cheng Ai blinked her watery eyes, and her little face quietly turned red for some reason.

With such a beautiful time and atmosphere, it was the perfect opportunity for them to make love.

Just as she jumped out of bed and was about to rush over and hug Ye Jingke, there was a knock on the door.

Cheng Ai rolled her eyes and went to open the door. The servant outside said respectfully, "Sir, Miss, the young master of the Liao family has arrived."

She paused, then turned to the side, revealing Ye Jingke behind her.

Liao Yunqing had always been at odds with him, so he figured this visit had nothing to do with him.

Ye Jingke clenched his fists, the struggle in his eyes was obvious.

He understood Liao Yunqing's intentions, but he couldn't be soft-hearted.

Otherwise, the Liao family will likely hurl insults at Ai Ai again the next time they meet.

It's hard to sever the bond of many years. How should I deal with this distressing relationship?