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

In this fast-paced era, the world seems to have been put on double speed.

What's most precious is genuine affection.

Whether it's friendship, family, or love, cherish it if you have it.

Having gone through this ordeal, the couple understands even more how to cherish and love each other.

I was also very happy to meet Master Song.

Chen Zheng straightened his back and said solemnly, "Without you, I have already lost Ya Ya. Please accept this small gift."

This is no small gift.

Song Qingge accepted the gift with both hands, saying, "Thank you." She appeared calm on the surface.

But I couldn't wait to put the jade bracelet on.

He could feel the pure spiritual energy within his body surging and gathering instantly.

With it, the success rate of dispelling vengeful spirits increased, and it was also very helpful for her breakthrough in cultivation level.

Wen Ya's eyes sparkled with admiration: "Master Song's skin is so fair it reflects light, this jade is practically tailor-made for you!"

She then handed over an invitation: "Our twentieth anniversary as husband and wife is just around the corner. Master Song, you must be there."

They met when they were eighteen, fell in love, got married, and everything went very smoothly.

Besides not being supported by family members.

They hadn't had an anniversary party in the previous nineteen years, but this year was special. They had overcome another hurdle together and wanted to have a party to celebrate and ward off bad luck.

Song Qingge agreed.

That evening, I dragged my newly minted good friend Jiang Zhou along to the Wen and Chen couple's 20th anniversary party.

Unlike typical high-society banquets, the moment Song Qingge stepped inside, the blinding lights and ear-splitting music made her regret her decision.

Loud music, crowds swaying their heads.

They had to speak at maximum volume to each other.

Suddenly, a gentle breeze brushed past my ear, and a pleasant, magnetic voice entered: "It's our one-year anniversary, we can throw a party."

One year anniversary?

we?

Song Qingge looked up at Jiang Zhou in confusion.

The man's upturned eyebrows and his body swaying gently to the music made him completely unaware of what he had said.

She gave a slight smile.

One year later... a year later, she had long since moved out of the Jiang family home.

He will marry the woman he truly loves.

So he was probably referring to his one-year anniversary with his beloved wife.

For some reason, Song Qingge suddenly found the cheerful music boring.

The throng of people dancing in front of me seemed to blur.

She nodded: "Mm."

The girl's downcast eyes fell into Jiang Zhou's view.

Suddenly I realized what I had just said.

There's no one-year anniversary between them.

His heart pounded, and suddenly it felt like a heavy stone was pressing down on him, making it hard for him to breathe.

The two people stood in the corner, not joining the crowd, until Wen and Chen noticed them.

"Hi, Master Song!" Wenya hugged Song Qingge warmly, unable to put her down.

It's so white and tender, it's so easy to hug.

Jiang Zhou, who had been left aside, frowned and took a step to stand guard behind Song Qingge, like a door god.

Wenya glanced at it out of the corner of her eye and was amused.

Chen Zheng and Jiang Zhou each stood behind their wives, nodding to each other in acknowledgment.

They moved to the garden outside, away from the noisy music, and chatted warmly.

Song Qingge presented her gift: "These are two amulets. Happy 20th anniversary to you both."

"Oh my God!"

This is the gift Wenya received tonight.

Amulet that so many people line up but can't buy!

But it's a precious treasure that could save their lives!

The couple bowed and thanked her, saying, "Qingge, I've decided to be your friend!" Wenya then gave Song Qingge another warm hug.

The two couples were chatting enthusiastically when a male voice suddenly interrupted them.

"Uncle Chen, Aunt Wen."

A man in a white prince suit, bathed in the moonlight of the garden, gracefully walks through a field of colorful flowers.

Those striking heterochromatic eyes are unforgettable.

Wen Ya's eyes darkened for a moment, then quickly composed herself, and she greeted him politely, "Young Master Xu, I didn't expect you to come."

The Xu family, born to the second branch of the Xu family, the most powerful family in Mu City next door, and the eldest grandson of the Xu family.

Although Mu City's economic strength cannot compare with that of Jiang City, a first-tier city, the Xu family holds absolute sway in Mu City.

Aside from close cooperation with the Song family, he didn't have much contact with other families in Jiangcheng.

However, there was some conflict with the Jiang family regarding the bidding process.

According to Wenya's recollection, the Xu family never won against the Jiang family.

The man in the white suit smiled elegantly: "Uncle Chen and Aunt Wen's 20th anniversary is a rare occasion, and it's such a lively party. How could I not come to offer my congratulations?"

His words were perfectly watertight.

After speaking, he seemed to only then notice that there were other people present, and said in surprise, "President Jiang, we meet again."

Jiang Zhoujun's face remained expressionless, and his aura of keeping strangers at bay intensified the atmosphere.

He coldly squeezed out a "hmm" from between his noses, then focused all his attention on the girl beside him, completely unaware of Xu Chuanli's frozen lips.

Those smiling, mandarin duck eyes suddenly turned cunning.

fleeting.

"This must be Uncle Song's eldest daughter, Miss Qingge, right? I've been hearing a lot about you lately."

As he spoke, he glanced at Jiang Zhou beside him.

You're so lucky.

I never imagined that the car accident three months ago would have killed him.

But it doesn't matter, their real goal isn't to kill Jiang Zhou directly.

Keep this dog alive, and torture it slowly.

Before coming, he was worried about whether Jiang Zhou's new wife was really as powerful as the rumors suggested.

Although he had confirmed with Uncle Song that Song Qingge didn't know any mystical arts, his father was still worried, which is why he let him come to meet her at tonight's party.

Now that I see her, she really is just a young girl in her early twenties with yellow hair. Even if she knows some mystical arts, she only knows a little bit about them.

There is nothing to fear.

There is absolutely no way to save Jiang Zhou.

Song Qingge nodded slightly, said nothing more, and quietly observed Xu Chuanli.

Looking at his face, there's a sense of familiarity.

I feel like I've seen this somewhere before... but I can't quite remember.

She never wastes brainpower trying to remember people she doesn't have a strong impression of.

Xu Chuanli stopped paying attention to Song Qingge and instead deliberately provoked Jiang Zhou: "I heard that the popular civilized village project is being done by President Jiang? It's not easy. Given the current state of the Jiang family, it's truly rare for President Jiang to still have such fighting spirit."

"If there's anything we can do to help in the future, the Xu family and I will do our utmost."

Jiang Zhou, once invincible, and the Jiang family, the number one family in Jiangcheng, were publicly challenged by an opponent they had once easily crushed.

What a humiliation!

Given the relationship between the Xu and Jiang families, Xu Chuanli's words were a blatant insult, and they would never offer any help.

Everyone present could see it clearly.

Wenya frowned.

Xu Chuanli was uninvited in the first place, and since she was already there, how dare she provoke her benefactor's husband?!

Let's see if she disciplines him or not!

Unexpectedly, before she could make a move, Song Qingge spoke calmly.

"Young Master Xu must be very confident in his abilities to make such a promise. However, as far as I know, he has only been with the Xu family for a year, and he has lost money on every project he has undertaken. When he competed with my husband for bids, he lost miserably. I really doubt whether Young Master Xu has the ability to fulfill his promise."

With my husband currently holding two hot projects, he'll probably be at the top of Jiangcheng again in less than six months. At that time, there will probably be even less room for Young Master Xu to make his mark.

Oh, right.

She looked at Xu Chuanli, who was furious and turned a deep shade of purple, and smiled slightly: "I forgot to tell you, I saw something very interesting in you."