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

Ever since that day after school, Jiang Yang has been pestering her with questions.

Song Qingge glanced down at his feet, then reluctantly opened the door.

"Come in and speak."

Jiang Yang quickly withdrew his foot, while the dog furtively peeked at the study at the end of the corridor.

After confirming that my third brother hadn't come home yet, I breathed a huge sigh of relief.

She entered the house with light steps.

If his third brother were here, he wouldn't dare go into his sister-in-law's room.

Song Qingge followed his gaze, puzzled, "Why did you come into my room and look into your brother's study?"

They're not a real couple. Although the Jiang family doesn't know about the contract, you can tell from their interactions these past few days that they have no feelings for each other.

"Hey, sister-in-law, you don't understand." He even gave up his room. When has Third Brother ever been so gentlemanly to people?

Jiang Yang casually sprawled on the ground, showing no airs of a rich young master.

His eyes lit up, and he pulled Song Qingge to sit down with him: "Tell me quickly, I've been racking my brains for days, if you don't tell me, I really won't be able to eat or sleep."

Seeing his radiant appearance, Song Qingge didn't want to expose him.

Speaking slowly and deliberately in a way that Jiang Yang could understand, Wen Nian placed a teleportation talisman in your location, which can teleport things to the location of the talisman out of thin air. Those jewelry pieces then appeared in your cabinet out of thin air.

The teleportation talisman is a variant of the classic talisman "space talisman," an innovation of esoteric practitioners.

One needs to be placed at the beginning and one at the end of the transmission to achieve the result of transmitting objects remotely.

The effectiveness and transmission distance depend on the strength of the sorcerer's spiritual power.

The distance between classrooms wasn't far, and most sorcerers could manage that, but she was curious how Wen Nian had come up with the idea of ​​using sorcery to frame Jiang Yang.

Suddenly, a thought flashed through her mind, and she remembered that the jade bracelet had been lost when she first arrived at the Jiang family.

As with the jewelry incident, no one in the Jiang family understood metaphysics, so how did the jade bracelet end up in a place like Yuanlai Pawnshop, which was only known to those in the metaphysical world?

No one in the school practices mystical arts, so how did Wen Nian learn about these talismans?

"Then the talisman you gave me was also a teleportation talisman, and it was sent back?" Jiang Yang pondered for a while before readily accepting this explanation.

After what happened with the He family and Wen Nian, he completely believed that his sister-in-law had the ability to communicate with the gods!

What science?

The end of science is metaphysics!

"No," Song Qingge said calmly, "I gave you a counter-attack talisman."

Its function is as its name suggests: reflection. It can reflect any spell back.

The effect is limited by the spiritual power of the sorcerer.

If the opponent's spiritual power or magical power is superior to hers, the counterattack will be ineffective; otherwise, she can easily retaliate.

She was confident enough in her spiritual power. Even though she had not yet broken through to the next level and the Xuanmen sect had fallen into decline, she was the only remaining one.

No other sorcerer in the world possesses higher spiritual power or more powerful magic than her.

When she saw Wen Nian that day, she knew the secret behind it, and only then did she feel at ease handing the rebound talisman to Jiang Yang to take to school.

"Sister-in-law, you're amazing!" Jiang Yang exclaimed with admiration, his eyes sparkling. He tugged at Song Qingge's arm and shook it. "Could you teach me? I want to learn this too!"

"cannot."

The strength of a sorcerer's spiritual power is determined at birth.

"However, if you're interested in physiognomy and fortune telling, I can teach you."

Learning these skills is enough for everyday use; at least you can tell a person's character at a glance.

Girls learn to spot bad boys and become more insightful about the world; the same applies to boys.

Jiang Yang's puppy eyes sparkled: "Sister-in-law is opening a class, I want to sign up!"

Jiang Zhou had just gotten home from get off work when he heard noises coming from inside the house. He stopped to look.

The girl's smile was subtle, but upon closer inspection, the coldness in her eyes had faded somewhat, and her clear, dark eyes resembled slightly curved crescent moons—absolutely beautiful.

Despite being pestered by Jiang Yang, she didn't seem impatient.

Does she like this?

Sensing a gaze, Song Qingge looked up outside: "Jiang Zhou?"

Jiang Yang turned around and shouted excitedly, "Brother, you're back!" After greeting him, he continued to pester Song Qingge.

"Sister-in-law, hurry up! I know my third brother is very handsome, but could you teach me first?"

Third Brother: ? ? ?

In the past, when he came home, his younger brother would excitedly run over to greet him.

Looking at the warm scene inside the room, he felt bitter. His hawk-like eyes darkened, and he walked towards the study.

Slow down.

Prick up your ears.

I heard my younger brother making a ruckus inside...

Slow down.

They should come out and look for him by now.

Didn't she see him either?

That day, she clearly had something to say to him. Several days have passed, and she still hasn't figured out how to say it?

Continue to slow down.

It took him ten minutes to walk down the short corridor before he finally closed the study door with a dark expression.

……

A few days later, Wen Nian was arrested with conclusive evidence of theft, and the news of the He and Jiang families' announcement of their cooperation caused a sensation throughout the city.

Public opinion shifted, and the Song family's last-minute substitution of a bride, their deceitful engagement with the Jiang family, and their eagerness to sever ties with the He family were all exposed.

The entire internet is rife with criticism.

Thick, dark clouds swirled above the enormous Song family mansion.

The brilliant sunlight streaming in did not reach more than half of the area.

The dark clouds continued to gather in one place, gradually becoming so dense that it was impenetrable.

In the luxuriously decorated living room, Song Chengming paced back and forth with his hands behind his back, his steps seemingly floating.

Bai Qiuyue rubbed her temples: "How could the He family be willing to donate half of their assets? Even if they want to market their charitable image, they don't need to donate so much real money, right? These netizens are just opportunists. They surrendered after donating half of their assets? Keep criticizing them if you want."

The wealthy women in my circle couldn't wait to call early in the morning, and their gloating tone was annoying.

Song Chengming hadn't expected this either, but after calming down and thinking about it, for the He family, losing half of their assets was better than going bankrupt.

What was unexpected was that the He family would actually cooperate with the Jiang family, who had brought them bad luck.

They're really not afraid of dying even faster.

Trust his country girl? Ha.

Song Chengming slowed his pace, his steps gradually becoming steady, and his hands behind his back tapped lightly: "Don't worry, even with the He family, the Jiang family can't rise up, let alone the He family that donated half of its assets."

The Jiang family is going to suffer retribution.

From beginning to end, Song Chengming never considered Song Qingge as an option to take into account.

He didn't believe at all that the He family had escaped danger this time because of his daughter whom he looked down upon.

Bai Qiuya already sensed something was wrong: "Why don't we find that girl and ask her? Just in case she really has some skills, we can be on guard."

"No need, what could she possibly know?" She grew up in the countryside and is illiterate.

Song Chengming didn't care at all, picked up his teacup, took a sip, and said with a satisfied smile, "If she can save the Jiang family, I'll kneel down and kowtow to her!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the dark clouds hanging above the mansion grew even denser.

Ever since the news of the collaboration between the two companies was made public, Song Qingge has been keeping an eye on Jiang Zhou.

Judging from his facial features, the calamity in his life has indeed been reduced, although it is far from enough, but there is still a long way to go.

The Jiang family's fortunes also began to improve.

We're one step closer to fulfilling the contract!

There's hope for the future!

After observing the celestial phenomena, Song Qingge turned and went into the house, when a "screech" sound came from behind her.

Jiang Yueming and Lin Jinhua got out of the car and walked past her with a brisk pace.

She called out "Little Aunt and Second Aunt," and they nodded and continued chatting.

"Second sister-in-law, maybe you shouldn't play mahjong lately. You've been losing for two months in a row, it's really bad luck."