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

After a long while, Tang Zhishan wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve and hugged his wife.

His face was deathly pale.

"It's okay, you can go back to sleep."

He turned around to turn off the light.

When my finger reached for the switch, it trembled and then stopped.

The terrifying images from earlier flooded his mind, causing his body temperature to plummet to freezing.

Madam Tang grabbed his hand and held it tightly: "I can catch up on sleep tomorrow, but you, it's been a month and you're still having nightmares. Didn't Chengze say last time that Jiang Zhou's wife could cure it? Why don't we go find her..."

"No!"

This matter must absolutely not be known to the Jiang family.

Madam Tang sighed, "Why do you have to do this? What happened back then wasn't your fault. She's been gone for half a year, why is she suddenly coming back to haunt you?"

"Don't talk nonsense." Tang Zhishan shook his head violently. "What do you mean by being haunted? I just had a simple nightmare. Okay, go to sleep, it's getting late."

Seeing that her husband was unwilling to say more, Mrs. Tang did not press him further.

I couldn't sleep well because I kept an eye on my husband's condition during the second half of the night.

Tang Zhishan was in a similar situation; although his eyes were closed, his mind remained clear.

I kept reminding myself not to fall asleep.

Don't fall asleep!

He didn't want to have that dream twice in one night.

The next day, Tang Chengze immediately noticed his father's increasingly dark circles under his eyes.

His mother winked at him, and he knew that his father had had another nightmare last night.

It's still the same dream.

He also dreamed of the woman with disheveled hair, but the specific scene was different from his father's dream.

But the outcomes are largely the same.

My father was stabbed to death, and he and my mother were pushed off the roof of the company building and died.

After having the same dream several times, he mentioned it to his parents and described in detail what the woman in the dream looked like. His parents' reaction was very strange.

From then on, they remained silent about the content of their dreams.

"Dad, I've been using the calming talisman Song Qingge gave me for the past two weeks, and I haven't had a single dream. If you're too embarrassed to ask, I can just go buy some for you, okay?"

As he spoke, he lifted his foot to walk out.

"Come back! Don't go!"

Tang Zhishan's gentle face suddenly turned serious: "How many times have I told you? You're not allowed to bother the Jiang family, and you're not allowed to mention this matter. Do you hear me?!"

"No, I just don't understand." Tang Chengze put his hands on his hips, his steps impatient. "Why? When I became friends with Jiang Zhou, you hesitated and just told me to take good care of him and always give in to him. I can understand that, after all, in terms of family power, we can't compare to the Jiang family."

Strictly speaking, it was the Jiang family of the past.

But to him, it made no difference; he truly admired Jiang Zhou.

The Jiang family was in such dire straits, almost a hopeless situation, yet they managed to pull through. If it were him, the Tang family would have gone bankrupt a hundred times over.

It was just a nightmare, is it really that shameful to talk about it?

It would be too embarrassing to let the Jiang family find out.

His father didn't seem to care much about the Jiang family's opinion.

Tang Chengze sighed helplessly, "Or do you know that woman in your dream? Otherwise, I can't think of any other possibility. You're so opposed to letting the Jiang family know you're having nightmares."

The air in the restaurant suddenly froze.

The couple exchanged a glance and fell silent.

It was originally just a joke, but upon seeing this, Tang Chengze was stunned.

"Wait, could I have guessed right?"

After a moment, Tang Zhishan waved his hand and said, "You're overthinking it. Go out and date your girlfriend. Dad's fine. We can always go see a doctor. Those superstitious things are no match for a doctor."

That's what he said, but he knew that it wasn't just simple superstition at all.

He just wanted to put his son at ease and didn't go to Jiang Zhou or Jiang Zhou's little girl to mention this matter.

However, Tang Zhishan's idea failed.

When Song Qingge woke up the next day and saw the business card Jiang Zhou had given her, she immediately added Tang Chengze on WeChat.

After she got through, she got straight to the point, asking if she had been having any dreams lately, and if her family members had any dreams. Tang Chengze then called her.

She was having breakfast with the Jiang family when the phone rang.

Jiang Zhou was sitting opposite me.

The man's sharp eyes caught sight of the caller ID [Tang Chengze], and his hand holding the chopsticks tightened.

The call was only answered after Song Qingge went outside.

On the other end of the receiver, Tang Chengze was already impatient and extremely anxious: "Master Song, please sell me another calming talisman!"

He didn't care whether he could tell the Jiang family or not; after all, Jiang Zhou and Song Qingge's relationship was just a contractual one.

Jiang Zhou had only told him about this; no one else knew.

He was just asking Song Qingge to sell him a talisman; Jiang Zhou, being such a busy person, wouldn't have asked specifically, so he couldn't possibly know.

And wouldn't it have been better if he hadn't told Song Qingge?

If he hadn't told her, how would Song Qingge have known?

"Your father had a nightmare? And it was the same woman you dreamed about."

Tang Chengze coughed in shock: "No, you're amazing! How did you know that?"

He quickly looked up, down, left, and right, then hugged himself, trembling.

Could it be that Song Qingge planted a listening device on him?

Not so much.

Why would she eavesdrop on his family's affairs just to sell those talismans worth tens of thousands of yuan? It's unlikely.

Song Qingge calmly reminded her, "No need to look. I didn't plant any listening devices or surveillance cameras on you."

If she's reduced to having to install these things to get information, she's not far from losing her job.

"Holy crap!" Tang Chengze swallowed hard. "You still say you didn't? Then how did you know I was looking for a bugging device?"

Song Qingge pursed her lips into a thin line: "Not hard to guess."

She used to tell fortunes for people, and after each reading, many customers would suspect that she had installed surveillance cameras in their homes.

Now that things had come to this, Tang Chengze no longer wanted to hide anything.

He blurted it all out: "That's how it is. For some reason, my dad is very reluctant to contact you, or rather, to let the Jiang family know that he's dreaming."

Even he found it outrageous when he said it.

Song Qingge smiled faintly: "There are extenuating circumstances."

After much thought, she came up with the best way to force Tang Zhishan to meet with her.

She smiled and discussed it with Tang Chengze, and they reached an agreement.

……

After ending the call and returning to the restaurant, only Lin Jinhua, Old Mrs. Jiang, and Jiang Zhou remained.

Seeing her return, Lin Jinhua glanced at her third nephew and smiled, "Qingge, I heard from Yueyao that you went to the hospital to see her neighbor's young man yesterday? How is he? Was the accident serious?" As she spoke, she exchanged a glance with her mother-in-law.

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law stole glances at Jiang Zhou, who was eating breakfast with a sullen face, and covered their mouths to chuckle.

Song Qingge sat back down and continued eating, nodded, and swallowed a mouthful: "Yes, he knows Tang Chengze. I'll go check on him."

She didn't specify what it was about.

As far as the Jiang family is concerned, they probably don't want to know Xie Qi's identity right now.

However, when Jiang Zhou heard these words, they sounded incredibly intimate.

Tang Chengze's friend, what is she going to see?

is it necessary?

They just added each other's contact information, and they've already chatted so much?

Didn't Tang Chengze say he was serious about dating this time? Is he that desperate for women?

They've all set their sights on him.

Is this an attempt to cuckold him?

Even though he and Song Qingge are only husband and wife in name only, they can't have other women coming after him!

He put down his chopsticks and stood up: "I'm full."

Turning around, he dialed Tang Chengze's number...