Thanksgiving.

Shao Jinhai stood up,

"I spent two weeks on that vase, only for you to break it." He said, crossing his arms. Chan Juan felt guilty,

"I'm so sorry." Chan Juan apologized and bent to start picking the pieces.

Shao Jinhai shook his head,

"That isn't necessary anymore, just get up." He told Chan Juan, but she insisted. Shao Jinhai sauntered towards her and stopped her from picking more pieces.

Chan Juan moved few steps away from him, when he touched her, she felt her body respond in a weird way.

It was better, she restricted herself away from him before something crazy would happen. At the same time, Chan Juan felt really stupid, she was trying to be hard earlier and now she has broken a vase, her muscles tensed. There's always a pass and parcel deal for this kind of situations, it was inevitable.

So, Chan Juan took the initiative to speak first.

"If there's any other way to pay back for the damages, I will gladly adhere." After saying these words, Chan Juan suddenly regretted it. What if it was something she couldn't do? Even if he tells her to pay, she is extremely broke and wouldn't want to demand money from anyone.

Shao Jinhai stroke his chin gently,

"Hmm..." He brooded and glanced at the woman before him in an ornery manner.

"What if...." He paused to think about it shortly.

"Okay, you will mould me that exact vase, and the painting should be the same as the previous one, you mustn't miss a detail. Do it, and I will forget any of this ever happened." Shao Jinhai grinned showing off his white dentition.

Chan Juan blinked,

There's no way she was going to do that, how on Earth will she mould. She had not a tiny knowledge about pottery, Shao Jinhai really is making progress in stepping on her nerves.

"I have no idea on how to mould." Chan Juan gritted, with knifing anger inside of her.

Shao Jinhai liked that he was pissing her off, he laughed to make it worse.

"Do you want to know how much that vase worth? It could buy your family, I'm not bragging. Just saying, and you probably know what would happen if you refuse." Shao Jinhai arched his brow, as he sat on the edge of the table scrutinizing Chan Juan, who would soon explode from rage.

Chan Juan curled her hand in a fist, her forehead furrowing into an agonized frown as she spoke through her teeth.

"Fine then, I will do it."

Shao Jinhai watched Chan Juan as she stormed out, her long, silky and buoyant hair bouncing as she took each step towards the door, and shutting the door behind her with a loud bang. The temperature around her was oppressive, as she hurried into her room to scream her lungs out.

After screaming, she sat on the bed and glared at nothing.

"Jerk!"

She exclaimed loudly, and threw her legs into the air.

Next day,

The Sunday morning wasn't gray, but by soothing lavender and brilliant amber of the leaves, the vibrant rays have begun to warm the day, there is a shrill sound, of the gentle breeze blowing through the withering red leaves.

It wasn't like every other day, in the Shao Mansion;

Because today was Thanksgiving in the Shao Family; all the the family members gather to perform certain rituals at the family's temple for protection and long life; the Shao Family were quite traditional as they still follow the customs and traditions, which they have been doing since forever. There was clatters, and chattering and busyness of the servants preparing the temple for the Thanksgiving Ritual.

Inside the study, two people, man and woman could be seen discussing.

"Are you sure of what you're saying?" Master Shao asked Lan Shang who was sitting at the other side of the table.

"Of course, I also was very surprised. Old Hee was calling a name, erm Qiu... Qiuyue. Yes Qiuyue!" Lan Shang snapped her fingers as she exclaimed.

Master Shao cleared his throat, his face pronounced into a portentous frown.

"This is strange, I think there's something more to this." Master Shao began.

"Shao Jinhai isn't going to agree to bed with Guo Daiyu. Their first night together will trigger the curse to manifest, he's being unreasonable."

"I think I understand why he's like that, also there's something else." Lan Shang moved closer, and spoke in a conspiratory tone.

"What is it?" Master Shao asked indifferently.

"After Guo Daiyu's first encounter with Lin Hua, she appeared to her again the second time. That day, I was passing by the living room when I saw her from distance, she looked like she was possessed. I walked to her, the moment I touched her, she screamed." Lan Shang paused and continued.

"Lin Hua branded her on the first day, and have appeared to her again. I think we need to see the family's Sage."

Master Shao nodded in affirmation, and spoke.

"You're right, besides today is the family's Thanksgiving, it will be easier to get in touch with him."

"Very well then, I'll begin with the preparations."

Lan Shang said and left the study in a hast.

Dexin Villa,

Eu Meh walked into the exorbitant master bedroom,

"Guo Zhiqiang! Shao Family invited us for their Thanksgiving...." Eu Meh trailed off when she discovered Guo Zhiqiang was no where in the room.

"Guo Zhiqiang?" She tested by calling, but heard nothing. So, she decided to check the closet; he wasn't their either.

"Where the hell is he?" Eu Meh twitched slightly. Then she heard a faint sound from the bathroom, Eu Meh curiously went in and saw Guo Zhiqiang sulking on something.

Eu Meh trudged towards him,

"Hey..." She tapped his shoulder, her eyes caught a glimpse of what he was holding; It was Li Lou's picture.

Suddenly, there was fiery rage rising inside of Eu Meh as she gave the photo a deterring glare, and snatched it away from his hands.

"How dare you still stare at her photo?!" Eu Meh questioned, almost grinding her teeth to powder as she endured the immense and blistering heat inside her.

Guo Zhiqiang tried to collect the photo,

"Today's her death anniversary, at least you pay some respect." He said, his voice was weak.

"Your daughter is missing and you're here worried about that, I'm so disappointed." Eu Meh flared.

"Why do you still hate her? Even to her death." Guo Zhiqiang questioned with astonishment, Eu Meh's expression became sour and bitter.

"I hate her because she killed my Father. I'm glad she died a painful death to atone for her sins, she deserves to rot in hell, and you stand here telling me to pay some respect. Hmph!" Eu Meh scoffed with so much despise and contempt.

"But she..." Eu Meh cut him off sharply.

"She was once your lover, I get it. Now, she's gone and I'm your wife, you have to get over her from now, or else I would do something you have never expected."

Eu Meh dashed out of the bathroom and walked directly to the bed side table where Guo Zhiqiang's ash tray was. She took the lighter next to it and flicked it on,

"No...!" Guo Zhiqiang exclaimed loudly as he stretched his hands forward and ran to collect the picture.

Before he got to where she was, she had lit the picture on fire and threw it to the floor.

"Get ready for the thanksgiving, you would'nt want to dishonor the Shao Family" Eu Meh spoke in a succinct manner with no atom of remorse and sashayed her way out of the room.