Jun Feifei noticed something off about her parents about a week ago.
Girls often tend to be more sensitive than boys, especially when it comes to their parents’ affection.
Jun Feifei had realized early on that her parents’ marriage was almost like a business negotiation.
There were considerations of family backgrounds, entanglement of interests, considerations of stability, but no love.
Once she understood this, Jun Feifei could actually empathize with her mother’s feelings.
If she had to be trapped in a villa every day with nothing to do, only able to play mahjong and do beauty treatments, she probably would have developed a cantankerous disposition too.
People always need to find something to do.
So, Jun Feifei had also grown accustomed to living without her father’s presence, much more open-minded about it than her mother.
What’s the point of having a man around in an otherwise good home?
Isn’t spending his money delightful?
But these past few days, Jun Yi’s constant presence in the house had started to alarm Jun Feifei.
Especially when she saw her father being so tender and caring toward her mother, Jun Feifei felt a wave of goosebumps.
Many possibilities ran through her mind, and finally, she couldn’t help seeking out Lan Li.
She beat around the bush and asked, "Mom, how have you been feeling lately? Didn’t you just have a health check-up, what were the results?"
In Jun Feifei’s mind, the only reason Jun Yi would act this way was if her mother surely had some terminal illness.
Basking in the glow of love, Lan Li seemed rejuvenated as if experiencing a second spring, playfully chiding her daughter with a light tap.
"What nonsense are you talking about!"
Suddenly, Jun Feifei took her mother’s hand, "How did your skin get so smooth and nice?"
Lan Li was not naturally beautiful, with darker skin, which Jun Feifei had inherited, often envying Yue Qingqing’s fair complexion.
But upon closer inspection now, her mother’s skin had not only become much whiter but also exceptionally clear and transparent.
It was incredibly smooth to the touch.
No wonder her father had been holding onto her mother nonstop lately.
Upon closer inspection, it was evident that in just a few days, Lan Li appeared much prettier than before.
"Mom, did you switch to a new beauty salon recently?"
Lan Li, instead of answering, asked back, "Do I look good now?"
Jun Feifei examined her mother and nodded.
Lan Li’s eyes sparkled with a touch of pride, "Hmmph, I’d like to see those vixens outside try to compete with me."
Jun Feifei felt a sudden buzz in her mind for no apparent reason, sensing that something was amiss.
Ever since that special incident in the first grade of elementary school, Jun Feifei seemed to have developed a special radar for these things.
She was exceedingly sensitive to all sorts of messy things.
The sudden change in her mother felt very wrong to her.
Just about to inquire further, she heard a voice from downstairs—it was obviously her father returning.
"I’ll go downstairs first, you should go back to your room and do your homework," Lan Li stood up, then suddenly remembered something, "You also don’t need to keep following the Zhuang family kid around anymore, when you grow up, Mom will teach you a good method."
Jun Feifei found this even more unsettling and, after mulling it over for two days, finally shared her concerns with Yue Qingqing.
"You’ve mentioned before that those messy curse techniques all have one feature: they lure you in with promises of benefits and then make you pay a price you can never afford."
Jun Feifei still remembered the words said by Qingqing when she wanted help cheating on the exam for junior high entrance.
Since then, she had remembered one thing: pie never falls from the sky for free.
If it does, there are surely knives hidden inside the pie.
Yue Qingqing initially thought Jun Feifei was joking, but upon hearing her out, she also felt something was off.
"You’re right, it does seem strange."
Jun Feifei had already made up her mind, "I want you to come to my house to see if something dirty is hidden there."
Yue Qingqing hesitated, "But your mother..."
Lan Li was not fond of them, but fortunately, the kids always made a clear distinction between Lan Li and Jun Feifei and didn’t care much.
Jun Feifei had anticipated this issue, "They’ve gone on a trip these couple of days; there’s no one at home today."
"Okay, I will go back with you after school today to check."