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

Jiang Yueming paused, gripping her helmet tightly.

Unconsciously, he listened attentively to what Song Qingge was saying.

He Liangde's eyes lit up, and his eyes welled up with tears.

That was the foundation he had built up over most of his life. If it were destroyed like this, how could he face his ancestors?

"Master Song, I'm willing to pay any price, no matter how much it is." He Liangde wiped his eyes.

Full of hope.

Song Qingge's voice was cold and indifferent: "Pay first."

Before she could even ask how much it was, He Liangde hurriedly replied, "Ten million, I know."

She originally thought that since the He family's matter was minor, she could just charge half price.

I didn't expect the He family to be so wealthy.

Since the client insisted on paying ten million, she had no reason to lower the price herself.

In no time, ten million arrived in the account.

Countless eyes were fixed on Song Qingge, and she was overjoyed when she counted the zeros in her balance.

He remained outwardly calm: "You suppressed the news for your son before, preventing the public from knowing the truth about Chu Qianqian's death, which caused her to be called a gold digger and a slut. What the He family is suffering now is the result of your actions back then."

He Liangde lowered his head heavily.

He felt even more guilty when he reburied the little girl.

The more I think about it, the more I regret it.

He lifted his heavy eyelids and said, "I know, I've tried to make it up to her, but unfortunately her family is gone, and I really can't do anything about it."

You still have a chance to make amends.

A ray of sunlight reflected in Song Qingge's dark eyes, sparkling brilliantly.

Jiang Zhou's eagle eyes were sharp, but his gaze was fixed on the girl's clear and bright eyes.

So clean.

Crystal clear, without the slightest impurity.

Did she really marry him only for financial gain?

Perhaps what she said back then about voluntarily taking someone else's place in marriage was true.

Or perhaps, she wants to marry him?

Jiang Zhou's eyes lifted slightly at the corners without her realizing it.

"Master Song, how can I make amends?" After what happened last night, He Liangde truly felt this.

People should not do anything against their conscience, or they will truly suffer retribution.

Although his eldest son was beyond saving, as long as the He family still existed, he could still properly raise his younger son.

Song Qingge's cold gaze remained indifferent: "First, He Yuanchen's every single act deserves legal punishment; he cannot evade responsibility. Second, he must donate half of the He family's assets, including both movable and immovable property—not a penny less. Remember, this must be put into practice; the donated money must truly help those in need."

Third, the He family will donate a quarter of its future profits to charity to build good relationships.

If even a fraction is missing, or if the recipient does not receive the help they deserve, then the donation is wasted and will have no effect whatsoever.

He Liangde had considered many methods, such as amulets or some mysterious things, but he never expected it to be so practical.

He wasn't surprised by the first one; he should have turned himself in anyway. But the second and third...

half.

He hesitated for a long time.

He Yuanchuan was skeptical; he hadn't been there last night and didn't quite trust Song Qingge.

"Can donating money alleviate the crisis?"

Song Qingge spoke calmly: "Cause and effect are cyclical. You are paying the price for what you did in the past, but you can start to change things from this moment on."

If you sincerely atone for your past sins and make substantial amends, then the karma of the past will no longer affect your future.

Fate may have given you a predetermined conclusion, but destiny is ultimately in your own hands.

The huge reception room was completely silent.

Everyone stared at her intently.

At that moment, the girl seemed like a goddess descended from heaven, a savior of humanity.

Jiang Zhou was stunned for a long time, unable to recover.

Destiny is in your own hands.

Can he still control his own destiny and that of the Jiang family?

His long, cold eyes, cracked and dull, seemed to reveal a broken heart.

A simple yet powerful statement made He Liangde completely bow down.

He felt deeply ashamed: "I understand. I will have someone organize the assets and donate them."

As for He Yuanchen, he will personally take him to the police station.

Before leaving, He Yuanchuan hesitated for a long time, but still pulled Song Qingge aside to go alone.

With a nonchalant yet serious tone: "Your Jiang family knows about Jiang Yang stealing jewelry from female classmates at school, right? Although I also feel he didn't really need to steal those things, he's the only suspect."

"Why are you telling me?" Song Qingge smiled faintly.

"Me." He Yuanchuan didn't want to admit it, but he was shocked by what she had just said and began to admire this older sister.

She turned her head awkwardly: "You beat Jiang Yang like that? Who will fight me now? How boring! You're the only one who can solve such mysterious things?"

"Heh." Song Qingge laughed out loud.

They really are good friends.

He's just as stubborn as Jiang Yang.

She ruffled the little boy's hair: "Don't worry, the truth will come out today."

After seeing Wen Nian last night, she understood the whole story.

Like petting a dog! He Yuanchuan dodged away: "I'm leaving."

At the gate, this scene was clearly etched into Jiang Zhou's eyes.

He pursed his lips.

His dark eyes suddenly turned frighteningly cold.

Song Qingge thought for a moment. After all, he was the client, so he still had to report Jiang Yang's matter to Jiang Zhou.

Before she could even take a step, the man, like a gust of wind, walked straight into the house without giving her a second glance.

She was stunned.

What's wrong now, my Miss Jiang?!

Just as Grandma Jiang said, she has a bad temper and is difficult to get along with.

Never mind, let's talk about it when Jiang Yang gets back tonight.

……

Jiang Yang lingered outside the classroom corridor for a long time before slowly entering the classroom when the pre-class bell rang.

He had just bought the ticket when a basketball flew right in front of him and hit him squarely between the eyebrows.

"Jiang, you pervert! You stole your female classmate's jewelry again! Have you no shame?! Do you really think we won't call the police?"

The students gathered together, with several tall male students protecting the female students behind them.

He joked, "What are you planning to steal next? If we weren't a private school without a boarding system, would you be going to steal the girls' personal items from their dorms?"

"Huh...that's so perverted."

"He's the kind of person who would do something like that."

Jiang Yang shook his head, feeling dizzy from the impact. As soon as he regained his balance, he found that his table had been overturned and was in a mess.

Except for the locked cabinet at the back of the classroom.

The tall male student in the lead picked up a broom and slammed it on the lock of the cabinet: "If you don't want to drop out of school with your best buddy He Yuanchuan, then you'd better open the cabinet right now."

If Wen Nian hadn't pointed it out, I wouldn't have known that He Yuanchuan and Jiang Yang were actually acting.

In the past, the He family and the Jiang family were powerful, and their family couldn't compete with them, so they just tolerated them.

Now... there's no need to endure it anymore.

Several male classmates approached, carrying brooms. Jiang Yang opened his mouth to explain that it wasn't him, but then closed it again.

He explained it countless times.

The surveillance footage has also been checked.

Nobody believed him.

Yeah, who could believe that?

Little did they know, the yellow talisman in the bag flashed with golden light for a moment.

He sighed and compromised: "The jewelry is missing, I can pay for it."

"Ha, your family is almost bankrupt, do you think we're stupid enough to believe you still have money to pay back?"

These pieces of jewelry, worth tens of millions, were a small sum for the Jiang family in the past, but things are different now.

The male student in the lead waved his hand: "Everyone, search him until you find the key!"