The fortune teller's daughter has married, and all the wealthy families in the city are spoilin

So that's why he didn't say anything when He Yuanchen provoked him in public.

Because that was his former wife Jiang's, and now his fiancé.

Song Qingge's eyes suddenly lit up.

How could I forget this connection!

As she ate the pastries, she imagined a melodramatic, love triangle novel with a domineering CEO.

As far as the eye could see, Bai Qiuyue led Song Qiaoqiao to find He Liangde, praising him enthusiastically: "Tonight's banquet is truly grand. All the prominent figures in Jiangcheng have come to celebrate Yuanchen's birthday. Yuanchen is truly outstanding."

He Yuanchen saw through the mother and daughter's trick at a glance.

Now that the Jiang family has fallen on hard times, the Song family has only half-heartedly ended their marriage agreement with them. This shows a truly petty and narrow-minded attitude.

However, for the He family, a marriage alliance with the Song family would be entirely beneficial.

He smiled, but the authority in his eyes remained undiminished: "Mrs. Song, you flatter me. My son still needs to work harder."

"President He is too modest. It's only because our Qiaoqiao was chosen by Yuanchen that she's so lucky." Bai Qiuya smiled so broadly that her eyes disappeared.

After tonight, her daughter will be the wife of the next heir of the most prestigious He family.

From now on, the Song family won't be able to act arrogantly in Jiangcheng.

When she goes out to play mahjong, all the wealthy ladies from prominent families have to fawn over her.

Let's see who dares to gossip about her being a mistress now.

That bitch, it's a pity she died early, so she could watch the Song family's glorious and happy life with her daughter.

A sly glint flashed in Bai Qiuya's eyes, which He Liangde caught.

He didn't say anything, but simply nodded and smiled in agreement with Bai Qiuya's words.

Just then, a guest nearby overheard this and quickly chimed in.

"The marriage of the He and Song families is a joyous occasion indeed."

"The Song family's little girl and Young Master He are truly a perfect match."

"Yes, Mr. He, don't keep the two kids waiting. Set a wedding date as soon as possible. We're all looking forward to the wedding banquet."

Bai Qiuya was overjoyed.

I've become much more agreeable to my hopeless, love-obsessed daughter.

Tonight, we need to get He Liangde to speak up and set a wedding date.

Just as she was about to continue her persuasion, a scream rang out in the banquet hall.

He Yuanchen ran towards his father in a panic, crying, "Dad, Dad, save me! She keeps bothering me!" His eyes widened as he pointed behind him, trembling.

"Who?" He Liangde looked over.

No one is empty.

"Her!" He Yuanchen shrank back, his legs nearly giving way in fright. "A woman in red!"

That woman has returned.

Wasn't she dead?

Why would she come back to him?

These past few days, he hasn't even dared to close his eyes to sleep, relying solely on sex to relieve stress, afraid that he'll dream of her the moment he closes his eyes.

He wasn't sleeping at all, so why could he still see her with his eyes open?

He Liangde suddenly remembered something, frowned and glanced at the food area, where Song Qingge was happily eating pastries.

"Young Master He is having a run of bad luck with women; it's not a good time for him to go to the back garden tonight..."

Could what she said be true?

A chill ran down his spine, and he grabbed his son: "Did you go to the back garden, next to that dead tree?"

He Yuanchen's brain had no room to think anymore.

He blurted out, "What's the point of going? Dad, please save me! I don't want to see her!" He just wanted to find a girl to calm his nerves, but who knew...

The guests, sensing the juicy gossip, all turned their gazes toward the scene.

Whispers:

"Have you heard? A few days ago, President He suppressed a huge piece of shocking news."

"Is it the story about the female college student who committed suicide after having an abortion?"

"Yes, very few people know this. Let me tell you, Young Master He is actually quite extravagant in private, he just keeps it well hidden."

"So the Song family is still eager to marry off their daughter?"

"Sigh, merchants are profit-driven. What does marrying off a daughter matter? What matters is actually getting the benefits."

Song Qingge slowed down her grip on the fork, chewed more slowly, and listened intently as she ate the melon.

As expected, the result was the same as what she expected.

"Dad, please think of something!" He Yuanchen's face was ashen.

His eyes bulged as he stared at the red, ethereal figure.

To others, he was just making a strange, fearful expression at thin air.

It's like they've been possessed by an evil spirit.

"Could it be that that girl came back to see him?"

"No way, is it that weird?"

"I think they're just like the Jiang family; they've done too many wicked things and gotten tainted by filth."

"What bad luck, let's hurry up and leave."

The guests dispersed in a chaotic uproar, with the more respectable ones making excuses before leaving.

The huge banquet hall was instantly emptied, leaving only the He, Jiang, and Song families.

Jiang Yang and He Yuanchuan, who happened to be entering through the main gate, were puzzled.

"Dad, what's wrong with my brother?" He Yuanchuan asked, puzzled.

He Liangde was somewhat surprised when his youngest son came back with Jiang Yang. Could it be that they had gone to fight again?

But he couldn't care less now, and rushed straight to Song Qingge: "Miss Song, please help me." He regretted not listening to Song Qingge and stopping Yuan Chen.

Now, everything is ruined!

"What help can she possibly offer?" Song Chengming said with a disdainful look.

Throughout the banquet, he waited for Song Qingge to take the initiative to admit her mistake, and he was willing to consider not taking the matter of severing ties with her seriously.

Unexpectedly, this brat acted as if she didn't even see him.

I'm holding my breath.

Bai Qiuya chimed in, "Yes, what could Qingge possibly know? I think we should find a mage to take a look."

It must have attracted some kind of filth.

Her expression betrayed her disgust as she tightened her grip on her daughter's hand, preventing her from getting close.

He Liangde ignored him and said sincerely, "Master Song, please, I was blind to your greatness just now."

"Payment will be settled later." Song Qingge put down the plate, stood up and walked towards the faint red shadow behind He Yuanchen.

Shuang pointed out that the yellow talisman flew away with a "whoosh".

His words were ignored, and Song Chengming was displeased: "It's one thing to play tricks in the countryside, but this is the He family home, not a place for you to cause trouble."

"President Song."

A deep, steady voice interrupted Song Chengming's reprimand.

Jiang Zhou's hawk-like eyes turned icy: "I advise you to talk less, or you'll be haunted by something and have nightmares."

Whether he believes in metaphysics or not doesn't stop him from scaring people.

Song Chengming's face paled, and he nervously took two steps back, feeling embarrassed: "Xiao Jiang really cares a lot about my daughter. It seems you are very satisfied with this marriage, then I can rest assured."

He was certain that the Jiang family wouldn't dare say anything, which is why he felt comfortable arranging the marriage exchange.

He used to be the one begging the Jiang family for favors, but now that the roles are reversed, why not enjoy it?

"Song Chengming, are you ever going to stop?!" Jiang Yueming could no longer contain herself.

We haven't even settled this score with the Song family yet, and they dare to bring it up on their own initiative.

She glanced at Song Qingge sideways, somewhat displeased.

Do the Song family really treat her like a daughter?

Song Chengming adopted a victorious stance: "I see you're all desperate, President He. Don't blame me for not warning you, getting involved with the Jiang family always brings bad luck. Now my daughter is also a member of the Jiang family; if I let her come, I'm afraid you..."

The conversation was incomplete, but the desire to watch the spectacle was palpable.

He Yuanchen made such a big mistake at the banquet tonight, it will be reported on the city's news tomorrow morning.

The He family is not far from becoming the second Jiang family. In the future, the Song family will be the number one wealthy family in Jiangcheng.

He needs to carefully plan Qiaoqiao's wedding.

Unable to hide his joy, he pulled his wife and daughter along, saying, "Let's go home and avoid this bad luck."