Chapter 14: Bai Qianzhou: Only a Fool Would Turn Down Money

“Alright, it’s a bit troublesome. We have to break your peach blossom curse, find someone to lend you their luck, and even then, we don’t know if your fortune can be reclaimed. Hmm—twenty thousand!” Bai Qianzhou muttered seriously, her brows slightly furrowed as if deep in thought. Everyone thought she was pondering a strategy, but instead, she held up two fingers to Pei Yanlin.

“Give, give, give, you little money-grubber,” Pei Yanlin nearly toppled off the sofa, astonished that his sister’s first thought was about the cost.

Bai Qianzhou defended herself confidently: “It’s foolish not to take money; who ever complains about having too much?”

“Tomorrow, I’m going shopping first. Before I get back, you’d better not leave the house. If anything happens, I won’t be responsible for coming to rescue you,” Bai Qianzhou said with narrowed eyes, speaking earnestly to Pei Yanlin.

“Qianzhou, tell me what you need to buy. I’ll have someone get it and deliver it directly,” Pei Hexuan offered, looking toward Bai Qianzhou.

“Well, it’s not impossible, but the list is quite long. I need top-quality cinnabar, talisman paper, and brushes...” Bai Qianzhou pondered, lightly stroking her chin as she began to list the items carefully.

Pei Hexuan immediately arranged for the preparations with no delay. Just then, the door to the Pei residence was knocked.

“Sir, Madam, the heads of several brand clothing companies are here, saying they’ve come to deliver clothes,” the butler announced respectfully as he entered to inform Pei Hexuan and Bai Lu.

“Oh, they’re here so soon? Quick, let them in!” Bai Lu jumped up from her chair, her face full of anticipation. The butler quickly went out to bring the guests inside.

Over a dozen staff members flooded into the room, carrying dozens of luxurious outfits in various styles, filling the entire parlor instantly.

“Come, Qianzhou, take a look at these clothes. Keep whatever you like,” Bai Lu pulled Bai Qianzhou toward the clothing.

“This...” Bai Qianzhou looked at the beautiful garments, wanting to accept them but hesitating, feeling quite constrained.

“Qianzhou, you said before that you can’t take money that isn’t yours, but these aren’t money—they’re gifts from us. Can’t you accept them?” Pei Hexuan said, showing his savvy as a businessman.

“Old man said no to taking money, but he never said we couldn’t accept gifts. Maybe... I can give it a try,” Bai Qianzhou thought as she eyed the elegant dresses.

“Then go ahead, see which one you like and we’ll try them on,” Bai Lu’s eyes lit up at the prospect.

Bai Qianzhou shook her head at the skirts in front of her: dresses aren’t convenient for fighting—no, for ghost hunting.

She glanced at the floor-length gowns and shook her head again: the skirts are too long. Since she’s already clumsy and prone to falling, wearing these might make it worse.

Bai Qianzhou approached a thigh-length short skirt and gasped sharply, quickly stepping away.

“Don’t like any of them?” Pei Hexuan studied her expression. “Want me to bring another batch?”

“No, no, it’s not that I don’t like them; it’s just not very practical,” Bai Qianzhou scratched her head.

She had a lot going on every day; dresses were truly inconvenient.

“Let your second brother help you pick then,” Pei Yanlin stood confidently and walked over, selecting some princess dresses that reached the knees and some simply designed skirts, pairing them with a few low-heeled shoes and simple bags.

“Let’s take these. The rest can be taken back,” Pei Yanlin waved his hand, calmly setting aside the chosen clothes.

The staff said nothing more, quietly packing up the remaining clothes and leaving swiftly.

“Just these few?” Pei Hexuan frowned at his son, clearly dissatisfied with the outcome.

He wished he could keep all the clothes for Bai Qianzhou.