Although Charles knew he was under a spell, the problem was he had no idea when he had fallen victim to it. He had been plotting against inadvertently. He began to recall the people he had interacted with recently. Who among them could be associated with The Arts of Witch Gu? Thinking it over, he finally suspected Miao Qing. Could it be Miao Qing? Was it possible that Miao Qing had secretly bewitched him? Only Miao Qing had that ability; the only one who could accomplish it without being detected. Moreover, Miao Qing was the only person familiar with The Arts of Witch Gu whom he had been in contact with recently! Additionally, his strange illness had only started manifesting after Miao Qing’s departure. "That bitch!" Charles was furious, yet he couldn’t understand why Miao Qing would target him. Meanwhile, in a remote mountainous area, Miao Qing suddenly sneezed. "Did I catch a cold from spending the night at the Mountain God Temple?" Miao Qing rubbed her nose and continued walking, entirely unaware that she had become the scapegoat for Charles, this selfish, petty, and despicable man who now harbored resentment towards her. However, even if Miao Qing knew, she would likely react indifferently. After all, personal perspectives vary, as do mindsets and social circles. She had never held Charles in high regard. Given Charles’s status and weight, he simply wasn’t qualified to be esteemed by her. Sometimes, even if it’s only a pile of dung, it may not harm a person but can disgust them. Even small people, if they are determined enough, can stir up quite a lot of trouble. Regarding this, Miao Qing could only helplessly marvel at the wonders of fate; never expected that one day she would be trapped by such a small figure, and so miserably at that, but by the time she realized, it was already too late... It’s all just a twist of fate! The young foreign lad infatuated with Lan Gu was of a different nationality and accent compared to Charles, they were at most nodding acquaintances. Once he was dining in a restaurant under the Blue mansion, he unexpectedly encountered Lan Gu, who happened to be overseeing the business instead of Zhi Chen. Lan Gu still retained her charm, beautiful and gentle, yet also intellectual. Despite being far older than him, an indescribable allure firmly captured his gaze. The young man fell in love with Lan Gu at first sight, immediately enamored, and subsequently launched a fervent pursuit of her. Lan Gu had previously been married several times, but due to unforeseen events, those husbands were killed by enemies, leaving her with no desire for love. While Dayuan women generally had a great "appetite" for such things, no single man could satisfy it, but Lan Gu, already in her forties, had ceased her "appetite" at twenty-eight. Thus, despite being single, it hardly impacted her daily life. Lan Gu didn’t like foreigners; born a Dayuan person, she held Dayuan’s conservativeness and aesthetic standards, and personally preferred fair-skinned and delicate young men. Of course, she was merely looking, just looking. As for the foreign young lad, much younger, tall, and his features were prominent, Lan Gu felt nothing for him, yet couldn’t resist his enthusiasm. As a woman approaching middle age, her heart wavered slightly.