Cannon-Fodder Heiress Turns the Tables by Fortune-Telling
Chapter 170 - 169 is just the admission ticket.

Chapter 170: 169 is just the admission ticket.

Sitting in the car, Yun Qing looked around and saw not a single person, her eyes filled with confusion. If the Helian Family truly wielded such power, why did they seem so ’simple’?

Xiyeno Natsuo noted Yun Qing’s expression and knew without a guess what she was thinking, a trace of contempt flashing in her eyes: What a country bumpkin!

If it weren’t for the fact that Yun Qing was from the Yun Family and knew enough to lower herself and play it safe, she would never have given her any respect.

"You think there’s no one here just because you don’t see anyone? True top-level defense isn’t something you can just display with sheer manpower."

But Xiyeno Natsuo didn’t reveal the key details; asking would imply Yun Qing was not worthy.

A flash of embarrassment crossed Yun Qing’s face in the blink of an eye, and deep inside, she was firmly resolved that when the day came for her to take power, she would make these people pay the price.

The old man carrying the invitation returned to the manor, expertly traversing a special route, quickly reaching the reception area in the main courtyard.

Seeing that the young lord had been punished by the Old Madam to kneel again, he didn’t even raise his eyelids; it was all routine.

The Old Madam sitting at the head, with jet-black hair, not even a fine line visible on her face.

If one didn’t know her identity, they would definitely think she was nothing more than a young matron in her early thirties.

"More visitors?"

The old man nodded respectfully: "Heavenly Eye has scanned them already. They are people from the Xiyeno Family and a young miss from the Hua Country’s Hai City Yun Family.

This servant has already checked; they have just come from the auction house. That Lady Xiyeno spent 10 billion to purchase the Nine Yang Grass..."

The rest went unsaid, but both the Old Madam at the head and the young lord kneeling on the ground, tugging at his ears, understood the implications of his words.

"Find out who leaked that the Helian Family needed Nine Yang Grass. Deal with it directly; no need to report back."

"Yes, this servant will arrange it."

With that, he presented the invitation in his hand: "The person from the Xiyeno Family..."

"Let the steward meet with her."

The old man then promptly withdrew with reverence.

As for the fact that people from the Xiyeno Family, bringing the Nine Yang Grass worth 10 billion, couldn’t even get an audience with the Old Madam, no one made a fuss about it as if it were all meant to be.

The man kneeling on the ground hesitated to speak, looking up at his aunt at the head, his eyes full of flattery.

The Old Madam at the head, as if not seeing anything, continued drinking her tea.

Pain from his knees made him brazenly continue to plead: "Aunt, I was wrong; I won’t dare do it again in the future."

Only then did the Old Madam put down her teacup, her tone indifferent: "Is that so? Then where did you go wrong?"

Man: ...

If he knew where he was wrong, would he still need to kneel here?

He ventured cautiously: "Shouldn’t I engage in proper business, losing money and causing a scene?"

The Old Madam ignored him, still expressionless.

The man continued to guess: "Shouldn’t I act on impulse, spending money recklessly?"

"Or shouldn’t I have spent money and still remained anonymous, becoming an unsung fool?"

...

The man went through every possible mistake he could have made, but it seemed he didn’t hit the mark.

He really didn’t know what he did wrong, and finally, he felt like giving up.

With a shift of his buttocks, he slid from his proper kneeling position and simply sat on the ground.

"It can’t be because I didn’t bring many bodyguards and sneaked out to see which of my dearly-made works would be sold, could it?"

This time, the young-looking yet supremely dignified Old Madam finally set her eyes on him.

The Tan Family is wealthy beyond measure; how could she be angry about this brat’s misconduct or frivolous spending?

Not to mention, this brat is the lifeblood of the Tan Family; even if he burned through the family wealth for fun, the Tan Family would compliment the style of his burning.

"Do you even know who you are? Bringing only two bodyguards—if something were to happen, how would I explain it to the Tan Family!"

Man: ...

Are those just two bodyguards? They are elite forces selected from thousands, super martial artists who can stand against a hundred by themselves.

But seeing the aunt’s unmistakable disapproving gaze, the man ultimately said nothing in response.

"Get up!"

Tan Chengbi immediately stood up with a grin, eagerly stepped forward, and started to rub and pat the Old Madam’s shoulders and back.

Elsewhere, the old gatekeeper of the Helian Family appeared outside the manor again, his gaze tranquil as he led Xiyeno Natsuo and Yun Qing inside.

As for their bodyguards, they didn’t even have the capital to approach the manor gates and had to continue standing guard at the previously parked location.

After leading them to a courtyard designated for receiving guests, the old man turned and walked away without sparing an extra word, much like those who looked down on others with disdainful eyes.

However, both Xiyeno Natsuo and Yun Qing dared not express any dissent. Despite his unassuming appearance, the old man gave them a very dangerous vibe.

The two had just sat down when someone came to serve them tea. The Helian Family, while not welcoming them, still maintained the necessary courtesies.

At this moment, the steward came over as well, and with a single glance, Xiyeno Natsuo recognized who he was.

The people of the Helian Family are rarely seen by others, and those who manage the family affairs are all representatives.

And this man before them was one of the Helian Family’s external representatives.

Xiyeno Natsuo’s brows involuntarily furrowed, clearly feeling slighted.

Though she was seeking the Helian Family, she came with generous sincerity. The Helian Family sending a representative to meet her directly... was it not overly arrogant?

Xiyeno Natsuo’s expressions, of course, did not escape this astute representative.

The steward’s expression remained unchanged, but his speech did not afford Xiyeno Natsuo any courtesy, getting straight to the point.

"Lady Xiyeno has come regarding the oil extraction rights in F continent, I’m afraid to inform you that Xiyeno Family’s project has not passed the investment evaluation."

Xiyeno Natsuo: ...

Of course, she was aware that the oilfield project purchased by the Xiyeno Family hadn’t passed the evaluation of the Helian Family.

Otherwise, she wouldn’t have rushed to bid on the Nine Yang Grass and send it over as a foot in the door. Wasn’t it all just to seek a backdoor deal?

If the investment could be secured through regular channels, it would naturally not showcase her unique ability. How else would she be viewed in a special light by the Xiyeno Family?

"I’ve brought the Nine Yang Grass with me, may I know if this bargaining chip could persuade a restart of the project evaluation?"

Unmoved by the offer, the steward knew that most families seeking investment from the Helian Family did so not because of a lack of funding, but to gain access to the Helian Family’s extensive network.

These invested families or enterprises naturally align themselves as partisans; seeking investment is essentially seeking an entry ticket.