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

Bai Qiuya raised her red lips: "What is she? She's not worth your attention."

"What's the point of attending with the Jiang family? The Jiang family is nothing but stray dogs now; they'd only be fit to be our background props."

She took her daughter's delicate hand and gently instructed her, "Qiaoqiao, you must stay close to Yuanchen tomorrow night. It would be best if Grandpa He would acknowledge you as his granddaughter-in-law."

The He family had two sons in the third generation. He Yuanchen was the eldest grandson and had absolute inheritance rights.

If Qiaoqiao could marry He Yuanchen, that would be a wonderful thing!

Song Qiaoqiao lowered her head shyly: "Mom~ I'm shy~" Thinking of the gentle look in Yuan Chen's eyes when he gave her the invitation, she couldn't help but blush.

Seeing her daughter's infatuated expression, Bai Qiuya shook her head.

"You can't spoil men like that. Once you've got He Yuanchen under your control, you'll have to learn to play hard to get. Otherwise, men will find you boring and go find other women outside."

"I understand~" Song Qiaoqiao blushed again when she thought about marrying He Yuanchen.

Clearly, they didn't listen.

Bai Qiuya was helpless.

Never mind, I'll teach them more in the future. The most important thing is to take down the He family tomorrow night.

Her eyes gleamed as she looked up at the night sky outside the window.

You didn't expect that, you little bitch, but my daughter is more successful than yours!

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The next morning, Song Qingge was woken up early by her biological clock.

When my grandmother was still alive, people in the countryside would get up at five or six in the morning. She would make a point of getting up early to go to the fields and prepare the day's meals.

However, the vegetables were often damaged or stolen by the neighbors, who said that she was bringing bad luck to her grandmother, and that leaving the vegetables for them was a waste.

She didn't expect that the Jiang family would be sitting at the dining table all together at seven o'clock in the morning.

However, there were two more people than yesterday.

One was Old Madam Jiang, with graying temples and full of energy, sitting in the main seat. Apart from Jiang Zhou, she was the person with the most say in the Jiang family.

The other was the short-haired woman sitting to the right of Old Mrs. Jiang.

Her neat short hair, paired with a black leather jacket and black jeans, made her look incredibly cool, with a motorcycle helmet next to her.

The youngest daughter of the Jiang couple, who is also Jiang Zhou's aunt, is Jiang Yueming, a female motorcyclist who became world-renowned at the age of thirty.

"Xiao Ge?" Grandma Jiang spoke first, and then the others looked up.

The originally harmonious atmosphere came to an abrupt end.

"Come and sit down." Old Mrs. Jiang patted the chair next to her.

Song Qingge looked over and saw that it was the seat to the left of the main seat, with Jiang Zhou next to him.

She hesitated for a moment, unsure whether to go or not.

Eventually, after being warmly received by Grandma Jiang, she went over and sat down.

"Xiao Ge, they all told me what happened last night. Thank you for helping Yao Zhen find the jade bracelet." Grandma Jiang's eyes welled up with tears as she gently took Yao Zhen's thin hand.

When I touched the thin calluses on his palm, a look of shock crossed the wrinkles at the corners of my eyes, followed by a surge of heartache.

In the prime of her early twenties, her hands, which should have been fair and delicate, were instead...

What happened to this little girl?

She scoffed at Song Chengming's ungrateful behavior, but one thing is one thing: in such families, children often have no say in their marriage.

Now that Xiao Ge has come to the Jiang family, she is now their family.

Before Song Qingge could speak, Jiang Yueming spoke first: "Mom, you're too trusting. Haven't we suffered enough losses already?" As she spoke, she glanced at the people opposite her.

Scan the room up and down with your eyes.

He frowned when he saw that T-shirt was faded and torn.

If they wear this outfit out, people will say that the Jiang family is mistreating their new daughter-in-law.

Dissatisfaction overflowed from his eyes.

"Second Sister-in-law said she knew Yaozhen's birth chart perfectly well, she must have investigated it, and she even lived in the countryside, right next to Uncle Li's village, it was just a coincidence. She even used a broken rope to fool people, swindling 50,000 yuan for nothing."

What kind of mystical stuff is this? Maybe that old fox Song Chengming had Song Qingge make it up to fool them.

The Jiang family has fallen on hard times. Song Chengming must have received a lot of benefits from them before, right?

How can someone repay kindness with enmity like this!

"Alright, I believe Xiaoge isn't that kind of person. Besides, since Xiaoge and Zhou'er are already married, they're family," said Grandma Jiang.

The others who were prepared to echo Jiang Yueming all lowered their heads and ate their food.

Jiang Yueming was even more indignant: "Xiao Zhou, do you really intend to marry her? The Song family is..."

"Um."

Jiang Zhou, who had been silent until now, put down his spoon and looked at the girl seriously: "The He family banquet is tonight. Come with me."

"Jiang Zhou, are you crazy!" Jiang Yueming stood up abruptly in anger, pointing at Song Qingge's retro T-shirt: "She, she... never mind, do whatever you want, anyway, it's the Jiang family that's losing face."

The Song family humiliated them like that, yet they still wanted to take Song Qingge to the He family banquet.

Is she crazy, or is Jiang Zhou crazy?

Jiang Yang frowned and said, "Yeah, Third Brother, maybe we shouldn't bring her along? At least we can still back out."

If we really bring her out in public, it will be too late to send Song Qingge back to the Song family later.

"I've made up my mind." Jiang Zhou put down his chopsticks and got up to leave.

The Jiang family members were frustrated and angry, and their eyes were filled with rage as they looked at Song Qingge. They left without even eating.

Song Qingge watched Jiang Zhou's tall figure as he left, somewhat puzzled.

All he had to do was say that they had signed a one-year contract, wouldn't that have been enough?

Why don't you say so?

"Xiao Ge, I apologize to you on behalf of these younger people. They were only addressing the issue, not targeting you personally," Grandma Jiang sighed apologetically.

Song Qingge snapped out of her daze: "It's alright, I won't take it to heart."

"Okay, if you need anything in the future, just tell Grandma." Grandma Jiang said with kind eyes.

She didn't like the Song family, but this little girl was pretty and had a clean look in her eyes. She was a good match for Zhou'er at first glance.

After finishing her meal, Song Qingge knocked on the door of the study at the end of the second-floor corridor.

As soon as the door opened, the man's sculpted face magnified in his dark eyes, and Song Qingge was stunned for a moment.

God is fair; He gave him an exceptionally handsome face, yet he encountered so much misfortune.

"What's up?"

The deep voice brought Song Qingge back to reality. She concealed the unease in her eyes, which was captivated by the divine beauty.

He said calmly, "Why didn't you tell your family that our relationship is just a contractual one?"

"You really want everyone to know that we're just a fake couple?" the man retorted coldly.

Song Qingge was stunned by the question.

Isn't this a good thing?

It will be even easier to get a divorce in the future.

After a few seconds of silence, the man spoke again, his tone softening slightly: "Whether you say it or not, you are nominally Mrs. Jiang, and that won't change. There's no need for further explanation. Also, if you are treated poorly in the Jiang family, it will damage my reputation. I hope you won't overthink it."

Is she overthinking it?

Song Qingge shook her head firmly.

"I know, we're just business partners. I'll do my best at tonight's dinner and won't embarrass you."

Her tone was firm, and her eyes were clear.

Jiang Zhou hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.

She laughed in exasperation: "Fine, very well. The dress has been delivered to your room. Tell Uncle Li if it doesn't fit."

After saying that, he didn't give her time to react.

With a "bang".

Close the door.

What did she do to offend him this time?

……