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

Less than five minutes after arriving at the Xuanmen, Yue Lingyu sent her a message.

The people who were causing trouble at the dilapidated temple suddenly stopped, as if they didn't even remember what they had done.

As she stepped into the Xuanmen, she glanced around and noticed signs that the signal had been blocked.

The goal is to prevent what happens within the Xuanmen sect from being transmitted outside.

When Yue Lingyu cannot get through and the seven disciples are unable to resist, all the Xuanmen's belongings will be smashed.

It's just a small, mystical group that deals with renting apartments; they wouldn't dare impersonate a landlord to kick people out. All the coincidences combined leave only one explanation.

That means someone is deliberately causing trouble.

Besides Pu Shengwei and Liang Xin, who else could be targeting her?

However, I heard that Pu's family has been having a tough time lately, losing many projects and facing a cash crunch.

Many rumors about the Pu family have been dug up and exposed online, including their previous business dealings with the Xu family of Mucheng and their close ties with the Song family and other families in Jiangcheng involved in the animal products business.

Although the news was quickly suppressed, it has already attracted the attention of netizens and some people with ulterior motives.

Many families in Jiangcheng chose to follow Pu Shengwei into shady, lucrative businesses in an attempt to increase their family's power, while many others disapproved of this.

It's not that they have a strong sense of justice; they just don't want to do those shady things, and they've had their market taken away by those people. They're furious and want to solve the problem at its source.

Pu Shengwei was thus targeted, and the Pu family and his affairs were constantly exposed, suppressed, and then exposed again.

She wasn't sure if Jiang Zhou was involved, but he probably was.

Song Qingge rarely asked about business matters, as she didn't understand them much. However, since the other party had dared to interfere in her business, she decided to give them a generous gift.

Having resolved the matter of the Xuanmen sect, on the way back, Song Qingge edited a message and sent it to Old Lai.

It didn't specify what happened today, but simply recounted the events, piecing together all the "coincidental" occurrences.

Sure enough, after reading it, Mr. Lai replied to the message:

[There's something wrong with this; I'll have someone keep a closer eye on it.]

Song Qingge smiled.

It would be more convenient to deal with the Pu family through official channels.

After all, what they did was shady stuff.

Jiangcheng North District.

Unaware that he was being targeted, Pu Shengwei sat elegantly in the main seat, looking down at the world.

He remained silent, his gaze fixed on the faces of the master and apprentice below.

Liang Xin proactively explained, "This was just to give Song Qingge a warning. I never expected that bunch of good-for-nothings to make any big fuss in the first place."

He glanced at Pu Shengwei, then lowered his eyelids: "The important thing is the banquet six days from now. Jiang Zhou's death is imminent."

Pu Shengwei's eyes lit up instantly.

She gracefully raised her arm to look at her expensive watch: "Okay, okay, okay, this is our last chance. We can only succeed, we can't afford to fail!"

All they have to do is wait for good news.

Jiang Zhou and Song Qingge, one of them must die.

No, let's die together!

He looked up at the sky and laughed wildly.

Liang Xin, who was kneeling below, breathed a sigh of relief and took his apprentice out while there was nothing else to do.

"Master, we're preparing for the party in six days. Not only will Song Qingge be determined to take advantage of it, but we must prevent her from sabotaging our plans again."

Liang Xin shook her head and smiled: "We had carefully laid out a plan before, but she broke it. This time, she's not fighting against us, but against the debt that fate had already set for Jiang Zhou."

"It's not that easy to deal with. If we strike at the opportune moment, Jiang Zhou will surely die. If she tries to save her, she'll have to pay with her life, getting involved in someone else's karma, especially the karma of life and death. The backlash won't be so simple."

Even if she is a descendant of the Xuanmen Ancestral Grandmother, so what? The Ancestral Grandmother has passed away and reincarnated. How can a mere descendant resist the fate of Heaven?

Xuan Fang finally felt relieved and began to plan his life after everything was completely over.

"Master, shall we leave this place? Let's go back to our own lives and quietly cultivate our spiritual path."

He knew that his master's wish was to live to be a hundred years old, and the longer he lived, the more likely he would be to break through the cultivation barrier and reach the final realm.

Liang Xin's idea coincided with his apprentice's: "Okay."

Once the plan succeeds and he gets what Pu Shengwei promised, he will be free.

That's an excellent magic weapon for breaking through realms!

With it and his talent, he'll definitely be able to break through!

So what if you lose a few times? The one who laughs last is the winner.

Song Qingge, just wait to die.

A sinister glint flickered in his gloomy eyes.

……

That night, Jiang Zhou waited until Fang Kai sent confirmation of the change of banquet hall before he could finally go to sleep.

The air conditioner in his room is still not fixed tonight.

Song Qingge sat on the edge of the bed, tilting her head back with a half-smile, her eyes slightly curved at the corners.

"Tell me, why wasn't the air conditioner fixed today?"

Actually, it wasn't repaired at all.

The man's large eyes were filled with innocence and sincerity: "Uh, it's my fault. I was in a rush to leave this morning. That dream last night terrified me. I can't let you die, so I hurried to find a new banquet hall this morning."

As he spoke, he took out his phone, opened his chat history with Fang Kai, and sat down on the edge of the bed.

He skillfully approached the girl and handed her his phone: "Look, I've taken care of everything. The location has changed, you should be fine now."

Song Qingge glanced at the screen from top to bottom and roughly saw the conversation.

His expression didn't relax at all: "The death calamity isn't that simple."

Last night she started having a dream where she fell down the building, her hands gripping the railing tightly. Just as she was trying to climb back up, the edge of the railing suddenly broke.

The entire brand-new railing was completely removed.

During the fall, apart from the howling wind in my ears, I couldn't hear any other sound.

In her field of vision, Jiang Zhou, with only half his body sticking out of the railing, was desperately reaching out to try and reach her.

However, she had already fallen too far.

She saw the anxious and urgent look on his face, and the terrified expressions on the faces of the others who had gathered around.

I also saw the intact gap at the broken part of the railing.

It was stained with a little black mist.

That was what accelerated the railing's breakage, but it wasn't the decisive factor.

And it's easy to guess who started it.

On the day of the party, Jiang Zhou will face certain death, and she will definitely intervene. Therefore, Pu Shengwei and Liang Xin will not let go of this last opportunity.

What they have to deal with is not just the karmic backlash brought down by Heaven.

Jiang Zhou's hawk-like eyes were sharp: "No matter what, I will do everything in my power to protect you."

Even if he dies.

Lying in bed with my eyes closed, all I could think about was the image of the girl falling from the building in my dream.

His fingertips touched the faint warmth of the girl's skin on her waist—warm and soft.

He held on gently, and as the image of the fall became more and more real, he held on tighter.

He thought he would continue dreaming tonight, and he was ready to see what new changes would occur after the banquet hall was renovated, so he could continue to make adjustments.

I slept soundly until dawn without having any dreams.

Upon waking up, the young couple looked at each other, then were overjoyed.

It is certain that the changes are effective.

Jiang's office area.

The employees were whispering among themselves.

"You have no idea how sour President Jiang's face was yesterday. No one came out of the meeting room unscathed."

"That's an exaggeration. It's like they're missing an arm or a leg."

"Ugh, don't even mention it. It's like being missing an arm or a leg—it's psychological bullying!"

Yesterday, their entire department was ordered to revise the plans, and none of them satisfied President Jiang.

They didn't even dare to breathe loudly in the meeting room, for fear of disturbing President Jiang and getting fired on the spot if he was unhappy.

"Oh my god, what am I going to do?! Our department has a meeting with General Manager Jiang this morning! Waaaaah, I'm doomed!"

A colleague at the next workstation patted her on the shoulder: "It's okay, you've died once, so you're not afraid anymore."

"Hehe, your comforting words are really effective." She forced a smile that was half-smile and half-crying.

Ten minutes before the scheduled meeting time, everyone moved slowly and anxiously toward the meeting room.

Each of them walked with heavy steps.

Thinking of the vivid descriptions of yesterday's events by colleagues from other departments in the group chat, and President Jiang's angry, sour face, that meeting room felt like a cage.

Five minutes before the meeting started, everyone sat up straight, arms crossed on the table.

When Jiang Zhou entered, everyone held their breath.

Close your eyes.

He silently told himself: It's okay, at worst I'll just go back to farming.

It's nothing serious.

Having died once, I'm no longer afraid.

I must say, that comforting words were actually quite effective.

"Let's begin."

As the voice of the trial reached their ears, they opened their heavy eyelids.

One foot was already in the coffin... Wait!

Why is President Jiang smiling?

The department employees looked at each other, a chill running down their spines.

A smile is more...terrifying than a cold face!

The department director stood up shakily: "President Jiang, the planning time was a bit tight this time, and I didn't arrange things properly, which resulted in some details needing improvement. But all of us in the department have worked very hard. We hope President Jiang can give us some feedback. We will definitely work hard to improve the details as quickly as possible and strive to produce a plan that satisfies you in a short time."

She took a deep breath.

I kept telling myself: It's okay, at worst I'll get scolded.

As a leader, she is the first line of defense for her colleagues, doing her best to block all the boss's anger.

However, the expected angry outburst did not materialize; instead, the boss offered a caring greeting.

"The time was indeed tight this time. The hotel opened three days in advance, and there were many things that couldn't be prepared in time. It's okay, don't overwork yourselves and take care of yourselves."

Employees: ? ? ?

stunned!

After the meeting ended efficiently, they posted it in the group chat, but people from other departments didn't believe it.

[Are you kidding me? President Jiang told you to take care of your health??? Is this still the President Jiang we know?]

[Absolutely true! And they were quite satisfied with our solution. Although they offered many suggestions, they pointed out the areas for improvement patiently and gently, without uttering a single harsh word!]

[Wow, so our department was the sucker yesterday!]

Departments that attended the meeting were filled with envy and jealousy, while those that didn't breathe a sigh of relief.

Back in his office, Fang Kai reported, "The construction team worked overtime last night, and it should be finished tomorrow. Once we check and find no problems, we can start setting up the banquet venue."

Everything is going smooth.

Jiang Zhou felt it was all going so smoothly that it seemed unreal.

But I didn't dream last night. The finishing touches on the banquet hall today clearly demonstrate that his decisive change of the reception address yesterday was an effective change.

"Okay, I'll go to the site myself tomorrow."

He needs to make sure that every detail is perfect and that there is no possibility of any unexpected problems before he can truly feel at ease.

Before turning to leave the office, Fang Kai remembered, "President Jiang, how many security personnel are needed for the reception?"