The first thought was that a thief had broken into the house.

Su's father hurriedly went to check on his collection of antiques.

The Ming Dynasty blue and white porcelain in the living room cabinet was still there.

The Song Dynasty ancient painting on the wall of the study was still there.

The Picasso oil painting at the stairwell was still there.

The ancient Egyptian sculpture in the corridor was also there...

After looking around, it seemed that only the God of Wealth statue and the feng shui dragon fish were missing.

Feeling uneasy, he went upstairs to open the safe, which contained a luxurious blue diamond necklace, bearer bonds worth millions of dollars, the Kangxi Emperor's jade seal, and two pages of Leonardo da Vinci's manuscripts, among other things.

As for cash in US dollars and Hong Kong dollars, there was so much that it almost filled the large safe, making it the least valuable item.

Dozens of kilograms of gold bars and a thick stack of house and land deeds were also placed in the corner.

This wasn't because Su's father particularly liked collecting.

After making a lot of money in some years, he simply followed the old habits of the wealthy, converting it into artwork to avoid taxes.

For example, the top-quality blue diamond necklace was once a gift for his first wife. He spent more than three million US dollars to acquire it at an auction in 1988, and it had been kept in the safe in recent years.

Second and third concubines… weren't worthy of owning it.

All the valuable items he could think of were present, including the jadeite Nine-Dragon Wall hand piece, which was completely green and full of luster.

In earlier years, with Tang's mother, a discerning young lady, in charge of quality control, they accumulated a lot of good things. The Su family had been wealthy for many years, and still had some foundation.

As long as he didn't gamble recklessly, it might hurt his bones, but it was basically impossible to become impoverished in a short period of time.

Whether it was hotels, golf courses, office buildings, etc., selling some assets could recover a large amount of capital, at least ensuring a comfortable life and the potential to make a comeback.

The word "elite family" wasn't something that could be easily obtained.

After closing the safe, Su's father hurried to the basement, where his collection of fine wines was also intact.

This puzzled him.

He guessed that it shouldn't be a thief, otherwise, how could they not take those valuable items, but instead move the God of Wealth and take a fish?

The main suspects were his own maids.

The family was already panicking after discovering that something was missing.

Su's father was furious at this moment, looking at the maids and saying, "That God of Wealth statue has been with me for almost twenty years! Did someone break it and didn't dare to tell me, deliberately sabotaging things? Tell me the truth, even if you resent me, you don't have to be so extreme, ruining the feng shui of the house!"

A maid in her fifties immediately waved her hand and said, "Master! It wasn't me! I turned off the lights before going to bed last night, and the fish was still there. No new people have come recently, and we all know how to follow the rules..."

Looking at the second and third concubines, Su's father thought about it and then asked, "Tell me honestly, did my fish die, and the two of you joined them in hiding it from me?"

"How is that possible? I wasn't feeling well today and slept in a bit, so I came downstairs later. What about you, Xiao Yun?"

The second concubine calmly shook her head, conveniently passing the buck to the third concubine, Wu Tianyun.

As expected, it was plastic sisterhood.

The third concubine decisively said, "It's even more impossible for me. Master slept with me yesterday, so I went to bed later than usual, and it took me a long time to do my makeup this morning."

Su Yehao was listening from the side.

Seeing the third concubine suddenly start the engine, a certain picture involuntarily appeared in his mind, which was quite... disturbing.

His mouth twitched.

Su Yehao didn't realize that Jiang Yu was looking at him strangely. He felt that it was his turn to step in.

Using a slightly exaggerated but not too flamboyant tone that he had rehearsed beforehand, he slapped his forehead and said in surprise, "Does our family's feng shui really have a problem?"

"Huh? What do you mean?"

"Ahem, last Friday I went to buy sandalwood and met a Ge Daozhang (Taoist priest) from Longhu Mountain in the mainland, a descendant of Zhang Tianshi (Celestial Master) from generations ago. That master told me that I've been plagued by bad luck recently, and something big is going to happen at home, either a bloody disaster or a major financial loss."

Su Yehao had a serious expression, deliberately frowning, and added, "Hearing these words, I kicked him right away. Isn't this cursing me? I didn't believe it at first, but how did the God of Wealth run away with the wealth-attracting dragon fish?"

Originally, they were still doubtful.

After hearing "kicked him right away," Su's father and the second concubine almost popped their eyes out.

It had to be said, this did sound like something Su Yehao would do.

Su's father's blood immediately surged, and he cursed while taking off his slippers, roaring, "I'll beat you to death, you little bastard! You dare to offend a master! Where did you get the guts!?"

It was clear that he was about to be beaten.

But seeing that the ploy worked, Su Yehao felt an urge to laugh.

Not to mention just being beaten.

Compared to the wealth of tens of billions of Hong Kong dollars, even if he was whipped... that was just a small matter.

As long as he was left with a breath.

While running away, Su Yehao continued to shout, "Who told him to say that our family was going to decline? Not slapping him a few times was already being polite! I thought he was a swindler!"

"Master! Your blood pressure is high, don't be angry, be careful!" The third concubine hurriedly tried to mediate.

The family was often in chaos, and Su Yehao had caused quite a few troubles before, so they were used to it.

When it came to feng shui.

Some people dismissed it, while others cared about it a lot.

Su's father undoubtedly belonged to the latter.

At the beginning of the year, in order to be the first to offer incense at the temple, he could spend 500,000 without batting an eye.

Every time he took on a project or started construction, he had to ask the masters to calculate it, which was equivalent to spending a little money to buy peace of mind, otherwise he would be anxious and stressed.

This thing, in itself, was a matter of belief. It depended on the individual.

Upon learning that his son had kicked a master, Su's father immediately linked this matter to the disappearance of the God of Wealth at home, and said, panting:

"You unfilial son! You must have offended someone and been targeted. I spent so much money to smooth things over and open doors, but you kicked the God of Wealth back with one kick. Do you want to anger me to death so you can inherit the family business sooner?"

Su Yehao was stunned.

Listening to this, did the gods also accept gifts and do favors?

Amused, Su Yehao pretended to be guilty, took the initiative to guide the topic, and asked:

"Then what should I do? Should I take a day off today and go look for him again? From what he said, it seems that the Taoist temple is being renovated recently, so he came to Macao to find pilgrims. If I go find him again, he might still be there. Should I apologize and ask him clearly?"

His expression was a mix of panic and flattery, with a hint of anxiety.

Su Yehao believed that he had given his all in acting, just short of going with the flow and recommending Ge Banxian (the half-immortal Ge) to his father.

The God of Wealth had run away.

This was a huge matter, and if it spread, it would undoubtedly become a joke in the circle.

Su's father pondered for a moment, then slowly said:

"Go and try, apologize if you need to, it's best if you can resolve it. I'll make a call and invite Huang Daxian (Great Immortal Huang) over first. That Taoist is petty, and he's ruining our family's feng shui over such a small conflict. Who knows if he'll let a wolf into the house, we must guard against it."

"???"

Su Yehao had a headache.

If Huang Daxian interfered, wouldn't all his efforts be in vain?

Without even eating breakfast, he went straight out the door.

Jiang Yu, who was sitting next to Su Yehao, lowered her voice at this moment and said:

"I saw it last night! Although I don't know what you're doing, it's definitely not a good thing. Where's the fish?"

"In the lake."

Lost in thought, Su Yehao blurted it out, and then realized that he had revealed himself.

He turned to look at Jiang Yu.

Su Yehao's lips curled up, and he reached out to lift Jiang Yu's chin, threatening, "You're really pretty, definitely a school belle, you could star in a youth campus drama, you look just like my son's mother. Don't say anything you shouldn't, or be careful I'll hit on you."

This threat seemed absurd, but Jiang Yu suddenly felt uneasy.

She slapped away his lecherous hand and said proudly, "Thank you! I know I'm pretty! Who's going to have your child? Do you think you can hit on me just because you want to?"

"Well, in the future, if you like any man, I'll just snip him off with a pair of scissors, and in the end, you'll have no choice but to choose me."

After a round of threats, Su Yehao said triumphantly, "Tell me, are you afraid or not!"

She bit her lip.

For some reason, Jiang Yu suddenly thought that she used to like Su Yehao... Wouldn't that mean she had to castrate herself?

She burst out laughing.

After laughing, she herself became embarrassed and turned her head away, saying, "Annoying! I didn't say I was going to snitch, if I was going to say something, I would have said it at your house! Hmph!"

"...Hmph?"

Su Yehao frowned slightly, as expected, he couldn't understand girls' thoughts...