Chapter 10: This World Is Too Perilous—There Are Always Treacherous Subjects Plotting Against Me!

The aunt took away the broken bowl and brought another one for Bai Qianzhou, but Bai Qianzhou declined.

“Sorry, do you have disposable ones?”

A flicker of hesitation crossed the aunt’s face as her gaze involuntarily shifted to Pei Hexuan. Pei Hexuan nodded slightly, and only then did the aunt cautiously turn to fetch a set of simple disposable bowls and chopsticks.

This time, Bai Qianzhou finally began to eat with satisfaction.

During the meal, Bai Qianzhou choked more than once.

“This is perfectly fine, why do you keep choking?” Bai Lu handed Bai Qianzhou some water, puzzled.

“My fate is rather unlucky. Nothing goes smoothly for me, so I’m just used to it.”

After coughing, she resumed eating, and it seemed she truly had grown accustomed to it.

Bai Lu felt tears welling up again, but Pei Hexuan gently shook her hand, and she stubbornly held back her tears.

After the meal, Bai Lu led Bai Qianzhou upstairs to the third floor and opened the door to a bedroom.

Looking at the pink and delicate room, Bai Qianzhou’s lips twitched slightly. This room… definitely had a girlish charm!

“This room was prepared especially for you. We had it ready since we moved in. Do you like it?” Bai Lu looked at Bai Qianzhou cautiously.

Bai Qianzhou gave the room’s decor a complicated glance, then looked down at herself.

How could this possibly match her at all?

“It’s okay. If you don’t like it, we can redecorate,” Pei Hexuan spoke softly from behind them.

“I… quite like it,” Bai Qianzhou said with an awkward smile.

Pei Hexuan and Bai Lu exchanged looks: alright, this kid doesn’t like the room.

“By the way, Mr. Pei, the cash for lifting the curse is five thousand. Please settle up.” Bai Qianzhou ignored the room and turned to Pei Hexuan, holding out her hand.

Pei Hexuan couldn’t help but laugh, revealing a warm smile. He then elegantly pulled a card from his pocket and handed it to her. “This card has five million. It’s your pocket money.”

“F… five million?” Bai Qianzhou’s voice instantly rose in shocked disbelief.

Since she could remember, she had never owned this much money before.

She looked at Pei Hexuan with a plaintive and innocent expression: this world is too dangerous; there are always villains trying to harm me!

“What’s wrong?” Pei Hexuan noticed her gaze and felt a bit uneasy, furrowing his brows.

“Mr. Pei, I am a cultivator with a special fate. Except for money I earn myself, taking others’ money brings bad luck.”

Her eyes flickered between Pei Hexuan’s face and the card in his hand, her words earnest and reluctant, meaning clear without saying more.

“Not even pocket money from family?” Bai Lu frowned. Bai Qianzhou shook her head.

“Alright then.” Pei Hexuan regretfully took back the card and gave Bai Qianzhou five thousand in cash.

Looking at the money she had worked hard to earn, a radiant smile blossomed on Bai Qianzhou’s face.

To her, these five thousand were a fortune!

On the way downstairs, Bai Qianzhou was still happy, but suddenly she slipped and staggered, tumbling down.

“Zhouzhou!” Bai Lu and Pei Hexuan were startled and hurried down the stairs to help her up.

Bai Qianzhou shook her dizzy head, feeling helpless inside and wanting to curse the heavens.

“Zhouzhou, are you alright?” Bai Lu asked anxiously, her eyes full of concern.

“I’m fine, don’t worry. Just a little scraped. I’m used to it.”

Bai Qianzhou rubbed her sore arm and leg, her tone calm though unable to fully hide the slight pain.

“Does this happen often?” Pei Hexuan looked up seriously at her. Bai Qianzhou nodded gently.

Of course it does. A big fall every three days, a small one every two.

Bai Lu helped Bai Qianzhou downstairs to sit on the sofa and carefully treated her wounds with the medical kit.