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

This is an heirloom Hetian jade bracelet, symbolizing good fortune and wealth.

When worn by a specific person, it is believed to bring peace and well-being to the family for generations.

Losing it would be an ominous sign for anyone, let alone the Jiang family now.

It also signifies impending doom.

Uncle Li quickly composed himself and respectfully reported, "Young Master, Miss Song has arrived."

The Jiang family members' gazes suddenly converged on her, casting scrutinizing eyes upon her.

She seemed to have a plague, her eyes filled with rejection and resentment.

A punk-style boy with frizzy, ramen-noodle-like hair, wearing a school uniform and sucking on a lollipop, said, "The Song family is really cunning. They didn't send their betrothed daughter, so where did they find this country bumpkin girl from? They actually dared to send her to our Jiang family? Do they really think we're going to go bankrupt and then we'll be helpless against that old scoundrel Song!"

"Xiao Yang."

The man, whose body was bathed in a dim golden light, stopped the punk teenager from speaking, his chilling gaze sweeping over him.

Hit her.

The temperature around the body dropped sharply.

Song Qingge stared straight back at her.

The man has high brow bones, a full forehead, and a high, straight nose, exuding an air of nobility—a true emperor's appearance.

Unfortunately, the dazzling golden light that should have emanated from him seemed to be blocked by something, which caused his fortune to plummet.

"The Song family is making you marry in their place?" Jiang Zhou strode over to the girl in a few steps, looking down at her. "My Jiang family hasn't fallen so low as to force people into marriage. If you're unwilling, you can cancel the engagement anytime."

How could he not know? This was an insult from the Song family to him and the Jiang family.

In the end, by changing brides, Song Chengming still managed to gain a reputation for upholding the marriage agreement, while the Jiang family could only swallow this bitter pill.

Nowadays, everyone avoids the Jiang family like the plague. Everyone wants to see them make a fool of themselves, and no one will stand up for them.

"I did it voluntarily." Song Qingge looked up at the man with a cool gaze, without the slightest fear.

Jiang Zhou's hawk-like eyes widened slightly as he gazed at the girl.

Those clear eyes seemed to tell a story.

Why was she willing?

"Willing?" Jiang Yang, the punk teenager, interrupted the conversation, scoffing, "That old scoundrel Song must have given you some benefits, right? I really can't think of any other reason for you to come here now except to see our Jiang family make a fool of themselves."

"Even if you truly volunteered, the Jiang family has no reason to accept your Song family's opportunistic and treacherous attitude. You'd better get back to where you came from!"

Song Qingge remained silent.

If she were sent back to the Song family, she would be unable to clear her name, and she would also be implicated in the Song family's future misfortune.

For the past 15 years, she and her grandmother suffered in the countryside, enduring hardship and cold, sometimes going hungry. Where were the Song family members during that time?

Where is Song Chengming?

Why should she share that ordeal with them?

As a stopgap measure, she had to marry into the Jiang family.

She looked at her uncle, who had been at the center of the conversation.

He was hunched over, head bowed, eyes darting around, dark circles under his eyes, and his whole being was shrouded in bad luck.

A bright forehead and a full bridge of the nose indicate a life of intelligence, good fortune, and abundant wealth, suggesting that this bad luck is not of one's own making.

Song Qingge glanced at Jiang Zhou again, and understood.

She said calmly and firmly, "If I can help my uncle find the jade bracelet, the marriage agreement will continue."

Jiang Zhou suddenly frowned: "You?"

It's hardly convincing for someone who just arrived at the Jiang family and hasn't even seen what their ancestral jade bracelet looks like to say such a thing.

"You just said that this jade bracelet was designated by Grandpa Jiang to be passed down to my uncle. Jade belongs to the element of earth. If I'm not mistaken, Grandpa Jiang calculated my uncle's birth chart and found that it lacks the element of earth. Therefore, when Grandpa Jiang named my uncle, it should have contained a lot of the element of earth."

The Jiang family members, who had just taken her joking, suddenly became serious.

Jiang Yang blurted out, "Wow! You know what, my uncle's name has four 'Tu' characters, Jiang Yaozhen!" His gaze towards Song Qingge became serious.

"You investigated the Jiang family?" Jiang Zhou interrupted his cousin coldly.

His deep, cold eyes were like winter frost; a single glance could freeze a person to the bone.

He spoke in a deep voice, "Are you trying to find out if the Jiang family is still worth marrying into? Or are you trying to see if the Jiang family has any remaining value to squeeze dry?"

Song Qingge frowned, somewhat displeased.

Does this man have paranoia?

But it makes sense, the Jiang family has been persecuted enough recently.

But that doesn't mean she can accept having her profession unfairly tarnished.

She's a professional sorcerer, okay?!

"I don't need to check, I can tell at a glance." She looked at her uncle and explained slowly, "Go north for fifteen kilometers, there's a village called 'Yuanlai Pawnshop,' and your jade bracelet is there."

"Yuanlai Pawnshop?" The woman, dressed in an elegant cheongsam with her hair styled in an updo, slowly raised her doubts. "Uncle Li's hometown is over there, but I've never heard of a pawnshop there."

Having been called out, Uncle Li smiled kindly and looked at Song Qingge with some sympathy: "Miss Song, are you sure you didn't say the wrong place?"

Although the words were phrased tactfully, everyone knew what was going on, and their gazes toward Song Qingge became increasingly unfriendly.

Jiang Yang slapped his forehead: "Oh, so you checked beforehand, and you're still trying to deny it? No wonder you know my uncle's birth chart so clearly! Third Brother, hurry up and send that Song guy back, he's full of lies."

How dare they humiliate their third brother?

He has to get this debt back from that guy surnamed Song!

"The Yuanlai Pawnshop is only visible to those who practice mystical arts or wear items they are destined to see," Song Qingge calmly explained, taking a red string from her tattered bag. "Wear this, and you'll see the pawnshop at the address I gave you. Find the owner and buy back the jade bracelet. Remember, you buy it."

"Why?" Jiang Yang blurted out.

He completely forgot that he had just been disbelieving her.

Song Qingge smiled. As expected of a high school student, her brain circuits were simple.

"Regardless of which esoteric practitioner took the jade bracelet to pawn, it now belongs to the pawnshop. Forcibly taking it back will not only fail to bring further good fortune to the Jiang family, but will also bring disaster."

Taking what doesn't belong to you will only create karma, and you'll have to pay for it later.

As for the person who sold the jade bracelet, stealing from others will naturally bring retribution.

Jiang Zhou stared at Song Qingge with a complicated expression. After a long while, he tried to find a hint of lying in those clear and cold eyes.

However, he failed.

In that half minute, he, who had never believed in metaphysics, began to waver.

"If you want to find the jade bracelet, you must hurry, or you will miss your chance in an hour."

Song Qingge opened her hand to her uncle Jiang Yaozhen, the red string resting quietly in her palm: "Since you're a new customer, I'll give you a discount, fifty thousand."

"Fifty thousand! And a rope!" Jiang Yang's pupils dilated in shock: "Our family is rich, but you wouldn't rip us off like this, would you? Do we look like idiots?"

"Not a single point less." Song Qingge's cold, dark eyes remained completely still.

How can you not make money when you're in business?

Moreover, she has important things to prepare for later, which will cost money everywhere.

The Jiang family members all shook their heads; they didn't believe that Song Qingge could find the jade bracelet based on just a few words.

For a moment, the atmosphere became tense.

Uncle Jiang Yaozhen glanced at the girl with a straight back, then looked at his nephew: "Xiao Zhou, I have no grudge against Miss Song. She has no reason to cheat me. Besides, she wants to stay in the Jiang family. If she comes here and tries to cheat us for 50,000 yuan, she won't have a good life in the future. I believe Miss Song is smart."

"If the 50,000 can really help find the jade bracelet, that would be a good thing. It's only a few tens of minutes away; I can just go there myself, it's not much trouble."

The air was still.

The Jiang family members all looked at Jiang Zhou, waiting for his decision.

In the Jiang family, apart from the old lady, they trusted Jiang Zhou's judgment the most.

Jiang Zhou stared intently at Song Qingge, his gaze icy.

The girl's clear eyes were so pure and without a trace of impurity that they inexplicably made people want to believe her.

"Fine," Jiang Zhou said coldly, "but if the item isn't found, the engagement is off."

"Deal." Song Qingge said without hesitation.

The man frowned.

Is she really that impatient?