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

Xie Qi ignored the first half of the sentence, his eyes gleaming with a sinister light.

"If I find her, will I be able to save my mother?"

The master shook his head: "No, she can't be saved. She's already dead. When you helped her do evil and harmed living beings, she lost her right to enter the cycle of reincarnation."

He didn't want to go into too much detail, but only advised Xie Qi not to have any inappropriate thoughts.

Upon hearing this, Xie Qi clenched his fist under the table.

If it weren't for Song Qingge, his mother wouldn't have ended up in such a predicament.

"What else can I do? It doesn't matter which I choose, right?"

"It's different." The master's deep voice brushed past her ear along with the fragrance of incense: "Let go of your obsession, let that girl dispel your mother's vengeful spirit, and you will be safe."

If you insist on saving your mother, and that girl directly disperses the demons, you will also be affected by your mother's influence; in severe cases, your intelligence may regress to that of a young child.

He wasn't capable of dispelling such a powerful vengeful spirit, but the girl probably was, which is why he captured it.

After leaving the snack shop, Xie Qi carried a bag of beer, his eyes glazed over.

Back in the dimly lit apartment, he didn't turn on the lights and went straight to the altar where his mother was kept.

I stared intently at my mother's portrait.

After an unknown amount of time, a loud "bang bang bang" sounded from the floor-to-ceiling glass windows.

He finally came to his senses.

Her lips parted and closed: "Mom, I'm sorry."

His mother was dead; he could only save himself.

He loves his mother.

But we can't just stand by and watch ourselves fall into the abyss.

When his mother was still alive, he worked five jobs a day to earn money for her medical expenses while paying off tens of millions of yuan in debt.

If you're not careful, you'll get beaten half to death.

At that time, he couldn't understand why his mother didn't go to his father.

The Jiang family, the most powerful family in Jiangcheng, surely cannot tolerate an orphan and a widow.

Later, as he came into contact with more and more wealthy people while working, he heard a lot of gossip about rich families.

For wealthy families, having an illegitimate child is not as simple as adding another set of chopsticks to the table; it is a disgrace and a family scandal.

Recognizing one's illegitimate child is tantamount to admitting to the shameful things one has done.

Nobody is willing to admit it.

Human nature is so disgusting.

Even now, in order to protect himself, he chooses to completely eliminate his mother.

As soon as it was light, he went to the Jiang family's house and lingered outside the door for a long time, but he didn't know how to talk to Song Qingge.

In the master bedroom, Song Qingge woke up and sensed something.

She flew a Heavenly Eye Talisman toward the outside of the large iron gate, and the situation outside the gate was completely seen.

She's not in a hurry.

She knew why Xie Qi had come to see her. Since he needed her help, she didn't need to rush out and reveal that she also needed his help.

This way, you can maintain more control when negotiating terms.

Jiang Yueming brought it up at breakfast.

"There's a young man outside the gate. Does anyone know him? I saw him this morning when I came back from training. He was acting suspiciously."

Everyone at the table shook their heads.

Nobody knows.

Lin Jinhua saw the man when she went out to deliver cheongsams to customers that morning.

It looked familiar.

It suddenly dawned on me: "I saw him at my sister-in-law's house before. He lived downstairs from her apartment building. I think his name was something like Xie..."

"Thank you, Qi." Song Qingge said coldly.

"Yes! That's the name! And he's quite handsome..." As she spoke, Lin Jinhua sensed something was wrong.

He asked, "Qingge, you know him too?"

Now that she has figured out that Xie Qi and Jiang Min'an have no relationship, she no longer needs to hide it.

He said directly, "He is Xie Yun's son. He must be here to see me."

Suddenly, even the clattering of bowls and chopsticks on the dining table ceased.

They all looked at Song Qingge without prior arrangement.

She didn't say much.

If they were told that she was currently carrying Xie Yun's vengeful spirit, it would scare them to death.

Her silence fueled everyone's wild speculations.

Jiang Zhou, sitting opposite him, had a complex expression in his dark eyes.

But he said nothing and looked away.

After breakfast, Xie Qi finally couldn't hold back any longer.

After Uncle Li came in to report, Song Qingge responded calmly and went out.

As soon as he stepped out the door, Uncle Li came running upstairs and knocked on the door of the young master's dressing room.

When the door opened this time, Jiang Zhou was wearing a shirt, not an inch of skin was exposed.

Upon seeing Uncle Li, his expression darkened: "What's wrong?"

"The eldest young mistress has gone out to see Xie Qi."

Jiang Zhou gripped the handle tightly with his long, slender fingers: "You went out specifically to see him?"

"Hmm!" Uncle Li urged, "Young Master, I'm worried something might have happened to the Young Madam. After all, Xie Yun's relationship with our family... isn't exactly pleasant. Why don't you go with the Young Madam to check on her?"

He secretly gave himself a thumbs up.

He's already set up the steps; the young master can just step down without pretending not to care or finding excuses to follow the young mistress.

He's such a thoughtful old housekeeper.

Jiang Zhou's furrowed brows suddenly relaxed: "Is that so? Well, I guess I'll have to go and see." He said it reluctantly.

The movement of putting on the suit jacket was quick and efficient.

The long-legged woman scurried downstairs, leaving Uncle Li, who was close behind, completely unable to keep up.

……

When Xie Qi saw Song Qingge come out from outside the Jiang family's iron gate, his heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally settled down.

He flashed a bright smile: "Miss Song, we meet again."

Song Qingge smiled slightly, her cool eyes sweeping over him, and said calmly, "Did you want to see me?"

She maintained control of the situation.

Xie Qi was unsure whether Song Qingge was aware of his relationship with the Jiang family, so he decided to strike first.

His lips drooped, his eyebrows furrowed, and his face was full of worry.

"Actually, I came to ask Miss Song for help. Everyone says that your yellow talisman can solve insomnia. I haven't slept through the night since my mother died, so I thought I'd come and ask you about it."

After speaking, he glanced at Song Qingge's reaction out of the corner of his eye, trying to glean something from her expression.

However, it was all in vain.

This woman was not surprised at all.

Doesn't she know that his mother is Xie Yun?

That shouldn't be the case; Ran Xing wouldn't lie to him.

This only proves that Song Qingge is faking it!

A sinister smile crept onto his lips.

Let's see how he exposes this woman's true colors!

"No need to pretend anymore."

Song Qingge's indifferent gaze swept coldly over the boy's upturned lips.

In an instant, the boy's lips froze.

She calmly took out the sphere from her spatial storage. The black mass inside shook even more violently after seeing Xie Qi.

As if seeing loved ones and hope, it strongly wanted to break free of its confinement and rush towards Xie Qi.

The latter, however, took a step back, retreating half a meter.

Song Qingge coldly curled the corners of her lips: "What are you afraid of? This is your mother, you should know her very well."

"You came to see me today just for this, didn't you? You want me to get rid of her and save yourself?"

Xie Qi looked bewildered, and his stiff smile was extremely unsightly.

How could she have seen through his intentions?!

His eyes turned cold, but his lips remained upturned: "Actually, Miss Song wasn't wrong, but besides protecting myself, I don't want my mother to continue causing harm to the world."

A faint chill flashed across Song Qingge's eyes.

She's quite good at pretending.

She stepped forward, intending to get straight to the point and tell Xie Qi what she needed his help with.

The man's deep, magnetic voice reached his ears.

"Wife."