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

Chen Xianghong started to panic.

The son's resolute attitude suggested he wasn't joking.

If all the shares are given to this woman, the Chen family might really have to change its name.

"I disagree!"

Chen Zheng no longer harbored any lingering emotions: "Then please ask Mrs. Chen to go back and discuss with Mr. Chen about initiating a shareholders' meeting and see whose opinions the shareholders will listen to."

They know exactly how much money he and those old guys have made over the years since he took office.

In business, profit is the most important thing for businessmen.

They will follow whoever can help them make money.

He believed in his ability to make money.

Moreover, he had already informed the shareholders about the share transfer, and no one dared to object.

We've made a promise, and we'll give them every penny of the dividends they're entitled to.

It could even double in the next two years.

With such huge profits at stake, who would object?

Although Chen Xianghong didn't understand business, she understood her son.

This confident demeanor is exactly the same as that of Zheng'er back then, who stood up confidently and could save the Chen family.

Her son has grown up.

It's true, she no longer belongs to the Chen family.

She's been completely seduced by this vixen.

Seeing that Chen Xianghong's power was waning and all of the Chen family's assets had fallen into Wen Ya's hands, Xu Ying knew she could no longer help Chen Xianghong.

But she was unwilling to go back so dejectedly.

Song Qingge must be brought down from her pedestal!

She took the initiative to go over and greet her: "Qingge, we meet again. How has Yueyao been lately?"

Song Qingge's cool gaze swept over them indifferently.

Xu Ying's meaningful smile was clearly visible: "Auntie is doing well."

"That's good." Xu Ying feigned embarrassment: "Sorry, I don't know much about this stuff. I thought you were just joking. I didn't expect it to actually cure President Chen. Since that's the case, why don't you take a look and see if I have any problems?"

So-called fortune telling and feng shui are all empty things, just used to swindle money from people.

It was just that we had done some research beforehand.

With the once-arrogant Jiang family as her backer, it wasn't difficult for Song Qingge to find out some inside information about the elite circles.

Chen Zheng's actions tonight were all for the purpose of protecting his assets.

It was a way of going with the flow, to do Jiang Jia and Song Qingge a favor.

Including the last brand dinner, where she was targeted by the brand, it was most likely the Jiang family's doing.

Did they think she was stupid enough not to see through their little tricks? Heh.

Her initiative to ask Song Qingge to read her fortune must be outside their plans.

I imagine Song Qingge wouldn't dare agree either.

Xu Ying curled her lips in smugness.

"Okay." Song Qingge glanced at her indifferently.

His cool, clear eyes swept over her, then he stared at her silently.

Xu Ying suddenly felt a chill run down her spine.

Just one glance from her gave me a chilling feeling.

She puffed out her chest and raised her chin: "Then I'll have to trouble you, Master Song."

The curious onlookers were also eager to know what Song Qingge could discern.

Many people who have only heard of Master Song's name recently but haven't gotten a chance to join the queue are also very curious about why Song Qingge is so popular.

After a moment of silence... Song Qingge still didn't speak.

Xu Ying's upturned lips revealed her self-belief.

You haven't uttered a single word in so long; you must have no knowledge at all.

"Master Song, could it be that you can't see anything? I've heard that Master Song is very skilled."

Song Qingge smiled faintly: "Are you sure you want me to say it in front of everyone?"

"Of course," Xu Ying blurted out.

There is nothing to fear.

Song Qingge hesitated for so long, she definitely couldn't say it.

"Your child isn't yours."

His first words shocked everyone.

Trying to understand what was being said is driving my CPU crazy.

"Your husband left in a hurry right after his dance, not because of any urgent business at the company, but because he took the children to celebrate his mistress's birthday. It's the presidential suite at the Starry Sky five-star hotel right next to the villa area."

Song Qingge's eyes remained calm.

He understood Xu Ying the moment he saw her tonight.

Xu Ying's husband has typical peach blossom eyes, with the corners of his eyes flaring out and a lot of white showing. He is not a sentimental person and is more cold-blooded and ruthless inside.

This is far removed from the affection shown towards them.

Xu Ying boasted that she had a doting husband who didn't need her to take care of anything at home, including the children, but little did she know that her husband was keeping her in the dark.

"If you are unwilling to bear the cost of physical deformity to bring life into the world, you will eventually be punished by the will of Heaven and suffer the consequences of backlash."

Xu Ying's lips froze.

His eyes bulged out: "How is this possible!" His pupils trembled more rapidly.

Incredible.

Her husband loves her so much, how could he bear to cheat on her!

How could I bear to abandon her and see her suffer?

"I have no reason to lie to you; it makes no sense to me. Whether you believe me or not, and what decision you make, is entirely up to you."

After a pause, Song Qingge smiled slightly: "There's another big gift, you'll find out what it is later."

Xu Ying was familiar with that lover.

Xu Ying's eyes widened suddenly, and she clenched her hands into claw shapes.

Aiming at Song Qingge's neck.

Leap forward.

Suddenly, my wrist was gripped tightly.

The man's chilling voice, like that of a demon from the underworld, was deep and terrifying: "Dare to touch a single hair on her head, and I'll show you what the real price is."

Unable to break free, Xu Ying had no choice but to retreat.

Her breathing quickened, becoming shallow, and her expression was filled with fear: "When I find my husband, Song Qingge, you will have to apologize to me for what you said tonight."

"I'll be waiting anytime," Song Qingge said calmly.

His confident demeanor stung Xu Ying.

She started to panic.

She rushed outside while dialing her husband's number.

One call after another was disconnected.

She wouldn't call again in similar situations in the past because her husband had said he didn't want to be disturbed while working.

But at this moment, immense unease and doubt filled her heart.

Hanging up the phone was like cutting off her last thread of reason.

She left the Wen Chen family villa directly, got into her car, and instructed the driver to go to the Star Hotel as quickly as possible.

After entering, we went straight to the presidential suite.

Her husband pursued her at the Star Hotel.

They spent their first night in the presidential suite.

Later, her husband rented out the room for many years, saying he didn't want others to ruin their beautiful memories.

As the elevator numbers climbed rapidly, her unease intensified.

Upon reaching the top floor, the elevator doors opened, revealing the double doors to the presidential suite.

She grabbed a flowerpot from the side, smashed the lock, kicked the door open, and rushed inside.

A familiar woman's voice reached my ears.

"Ah~!"

"Ugh~ Don't do anything reckless, the baby's still here~"

An ominous thought enveloped Xu Ying, and her heart sank to the bottom.

Blood and qi rush upwards.

I went straight to the room.

"Mom! Why are you here?"

An eight-year-old boy stretched out his arms to block her way.

She pushed the child away.

He grabbed his phone and rushed into the room.

The man and woman who were playfully fighting on the bed suddenly jumped apart.

The woman exclaimed in alarm, "Why are you here?"

For a moment, the man panicked, then calmly pulled the woman into his arms and laid his cards on the table: "Since we can't hide it anymore, let's get a divorce, Xu Ying. I've had enough of you."

Xu Ying stood there, stunned.

Protruding eyeballs.

He stared in disbelief at the familiar woman's face.

She... is the "grand gift" that Song Qingge mentioned?!