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

Looks like I need to find a way to see her.

Song Qingge caught a glimpse of Jiang Zhou, but the man wasn't looking directly at her.

It's just that the pupils of his eyes have shifted to the left.

I was observing them out of the corner of my eye.

She chuckled softly.

Who would have thought that the arrogant and domineering Demon King would have such a childish and awkward side?

After staying a while longer, Song Qingge went back with Jiang Zhou in silence.

Once outside the villa, Jiang Zhou turned off the car and got out. After she got out, he locked the car.

He went inside without saying a word.

Song Qingge rolled her eyes in confusion.

What did she do to offend him this time?

Was it because she went to the party and disturbed his time with Song Qiaoqiao?

It should be.

He finally got to see Song Qiaoqiao's sweetheart arrested, which would give him more opportunities to get to know her.

Perhaps when their contract expires in a year, Jiang Zhou will still pursue Song Qiaoqiao.

She could understand why he was angry, but...

Wasn't it him and his friends who invited her to the party?

She was about to snuggle into bed in the dead of winter when she was called out to pick someone up, and she wasn't even angry yet.

Upon reaching the bedroom door, Song Qingge stepped inside and then stepped out.

"Annoying."

If it weren't for making a living, she wouldn't have needed to take on this job, sign a contract, and sell herself.

Once a contract is signed, a relationship is established; breach of contract can create new consequences.

Well, the client's mood is also important.

She turned and walked towards the guest room, knocking politely on the door.

Try your best to raise the corners of your mouth.

The door opened from the inside.

Seeing the girl's expression, the man opened his mouth, but the words stuck in his throat.

One comment read: "His smile is uglier than his tears. Stop smiling, it's creepy."

"oh."

Song Qingge didn't force herself anymore and readily explained, "I was worried you'd get drunk, that's why I went to pick you up from the party." Otherwise, if you passed out outside and something happened, her ATM would be gone.

After all, the contract stated that if she resolved the Jiang family's issues, she could earn a huge sum of money from Jiang Zhou.

At that time, she will have the start-up capital for her plans.

Jiang Zhou was stunned.

Worried about him?

So, she wasn't forced to go to the party by Tang Chengze, but went to pick him up herself?

The coldness in his eyes melted away in an instant, and his long eyes softened, curving slightly.

Seeing the man's sudden change in mood, Song Qingge's lips twitched.

It's true... emotions come and go quickly?

She took out a talisman: "Amulet for protection, remember to carry it with you at all times."

You still have to appease the client. Give him a protective charm, consider it as returning the extra money you charged Sister Jinhua before.

Jiang Zhou was taken aback, raising a slight brow at the corner of his eye: "Give it to me?"

"Mmm." Song Qingge placed the talisman into the man's large hand: "Sweet dreams, goodnight."

Jiang Zhou didn't come to his senses until the door slammed shut next door.

Staring at the yellow talisman in his hand, the tightness in his chest that had been pressing down all night suddenly eased.

He slowly closed the door, lay down on the bed, picked up the yellow talisman, looked at it from left to right, and finally put it in the pocket of his pajamas.

Tap the pocket twice.

The words I heard in the private room just now have vanished without a trace.

Close your eyes.

The sound echoed repeatedly in my ears.

"I was worried you'd get drunk..."

She was worried about him.

Is she worried about him?

Yes, she was worried about him!

He smiled slightly, turning his head back and forth, completely unaware that Song Qingge occupied all the space in his mind.

……

Two days later, in the morning.

Zhou Jiayu walked downstairs with light steps.

Clang!

"Who told you to invest it all! Now look what's happened, you've lost everything in the stock market, the project is ruined, how are you going to explain this to Dad!"

The man's angry voice echoed through the villa early in the morning.

The three branches of the Zhou family all lived separately.

The children who have started their own families have all bought their own houses, and apart from the necessary monthly family dinner, they never meet privately.

If we meet outside, we don't even greet each other.

We will never see each other again.

This is a villa that Zhou Rensheng bought himself, located in the city center near the Zhou family's property.

Su Lanjuan was in tears: "The market was booming a couple of days ago, and I made dozens of times my initial investment. I was thinking of making even more, but who knew that when I woke up today, the sky would fall."

Zhou Rensheng rubbed his temples and paced back and forth in the living room.

Hearing the argument, Zhou Jiayu quickly ran downstairs and skillfully stood in front of her mother.

"Dad, did your project lose money again, and you're taking it out on Mom?"

"Ask your good mother yourself what she's been doing!" Hearing his daughter's words, Zhou Rensheng felt a surge of frustration.

Is this how he treats the precious person he holds in his hands?

Zhou Jiayu turned around and grasped her mother's shoulders. Seeing her mother's tears falling continuously, an ominous premonition welled up in her heart.

"Mom, could it be that we really lost money on the stocks?"

Upon hearing this, Su Lanjuan momentarily forgot to cry.

Her voice, hoarse from crying, cried out, "Jiayu, you knew you could lose money in the stock market? How did you find out? Why didn't you tell Mom?"

Zhou Jiayu's pupils dilated, and her tone became sharp: "We really lost out!"

it's over...

How could Song Qingge have been right?!

She couldn't believe it, and unconsciously shook her mother's hand, saying, "All my savings are invested, it can't be true, right!"

"What?" Zhou Rensheng clutched his chest. "You voted too?"

His vision went black, and he stumbled and fell to the ground.

"dad!"

"husband!"

With the cold floor behind him, Zhou Rensheng stared blankly at the ceiling, muttering, "It's over, it's all over."

This time, Dad is completely disappointed in him.

He might just pass the position directly to his successor.

But he had no son!

He will not pass the throne to his daughter.

What should we do...?

He was preoccupied with the matter of passing on the throne. Seeing that he was alright, the mother and daughter started to reconcile their accounts. Zhou Jiayu told her mother the results of the divination at the gathering that day in detail.

After listening, Su Lanjuan felt a sense of familiarity: "Who told your fortune?"

Without even thinking, Zhou Jiayu replied, "The Jiang family's new daughter-in-law, Song... what was it again, Song Qingge."

"Who are you talking about?!"

Clang!

Su Lanjuan jumped up, her head buzzing.

Her eyes widened: "It's her again!"

Her heart tightened as she remembered that Lin Jinhua and Song Qingge had both told her that she couldn't use more than one Good Luck Charm within a month.

Could this be... a side effect?

No.

It absolutely cannot be because of her own problems, otherwise, how will she get back the money she lost?

We must make Song Qingge bleed profusely!

……

The sun was shining brightly, and the Jiang family's living room was bustling with activity.

With the two projects of Jiang and He finalized and the Jiang family's situation improving, Jiang Zhou, unusually, didn't go to the company and leisurely flipped through the newspaper.

Lin Jinhua took Song Qingge's measurements with a soft measuring tape.

"Mom, when did you and my sister-in-law become so close? You even made her a cheongsam by hand." Jiang Yang was slumped next to his third brother, engrossed in a game.

Song Qingge refused many times.

"Sister Jinhua, I don't actually wear cheongsams very often. If you give it to me, it will probably just end up in my closet."

"Oh, it's okay. My hobby is giving away cheongsams." Giving cheongsams to people she likes is the happiest thing for her besides playing mahjong.

Lin Jinhua's enthusiasm made it difficult for her to refuse.

Unexpectedly, halfway through taking the measurements, Uncle Li hurriedly came in with steady steps.

"Something terrible has happened! The Zhou family is causing trouble outside, specifically asking for the eldest young mistress!"