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

Xu Mingchang's eyes were glazed over.

I can't believe what I just heard.

Staring at the disobedient bodyguards, he instantly understood everything.

He roared angrily, "Dad, I'm your son, and Chuanli is your grandson! How dare you team up with outsiders to send us to prison!"

How could you believe in such superstitious things? How could you be so cruel to me and Chuanli!

Besides, Chuan Rong is already dead, why are you still holding onto this? He's a dead man, he can't help you manage the company. Only Chuan Li and I can lead the Xu family out of Mu City!

Over the years, he had done so much for the Xu family, and he was unwilling to accept this outcome.

It's all because of Song Qingge!

If it weren't for this woman's meddling, the Jiang family would have been finished long ago!

He has already brought the Xu family into Jiangcheng to present his pledge of allegiance to his father.

That way, his father wouldn't be disappointed in him!

"Dad, I've done so much for the Xu family. Without me, the Xu family wouldn't be what it is today. You can't treat me like this! Send the police back! Don't arrest me!"

Xu Chuanli turned deathly pale with fright, his eyes glazed over, repeatedly muttering, "I didn't kill anyone, I didn't kill anyone..."

Officer He shook his head.

Do they think the police don't exist? They're even discussing whether or not to arrest someone.

Old Xu gripped his cane, his eyes filled with disappointment.

He stared intently at his son and grandson for three seconds, then said solemnly, "The Xu family owes you nothing. Even though Chuan Rong has passed away, he will always be my precious grandson."

I have never forgotten to seek the truth for him.

When you used crooked methods to harm your own family, you should have expected punishment. I hope that while you and your son are in prison, you can reflect on your actions and reform yourselves. Our relationship as father and son, grandfather and grandson, ends here.

From then on, the Xu family had no second wife.

Shortly after this incident, Mr. Xu dismissed the third and fourth branches of the Xu family and divided his property.

The huge Xu family villa was now empty except for a few servants and Xu Chuanqi, who had just been reunited with the Xu family, who stayed with him.

The Xu family was in chaos due to the division of the family property, and the old master Xu had no intention of managing it, so he handed it over to his grandsons to compete for the succession based on their own abilities.

Later, Xu Chuanqi gradually secured a high position, demonstrating his shrewd and efficient methods.

There were no more gossips about the division of the Xu family in Mucheng, and Old Master Xu never appeared in the public eye again.

It is said that when Old Mrs. Xu, who was his first wife, heard that the murderer of Xu Chuanrong had been caught, her illness suddenly disappeared, and she divorced and left the Xu family.

Mr. Xu, who used to be a womanizer and never lacked women, ended up dying alone.

But that's a story for another time.

The police took away the noisy Xu Mingchang and his son, and the guests all dispersed.

The girl with the beauty mark floated in front of Song Qingge, stood firmly on two feet, and bowed at a ninety-degree angle.

"Thank you for helping Chuanrong catch the murderer. My wish has been fulfilled."

She had been loitering around the Xu residence for some time, looking for an opportunity to get in.

Xu Mingchang and his son, feeling guilty, set up barriers to block them and even tried to gather them to harm innocent people.

Fortunately, this pretty young lady was even more formidable, causing them to suffer a backlash.

"We did everything you asked us to do before the family reunion banquet. In exchange, you helped me, so we're even."

The words they just testified about, which were taught to them by Master Song, were actually spoken by Xu Mingchang and his son.

Song Qingge smiled slightly: "No need to thank me. So you're leaving?"

"Hmm." The girl with the beauty mark looked up earnestly at one of the bedrooms in the main villa.

It took him a long while to reluctantly look away.

She lowered her head: "Will I... never see him again?"

When she died, she specifically asked other experienced souls and learned that those who were forcibly scattered could not enter the cycle of reincarnation.

In other words, she would never see him again.

Huhu~

A gentle breeze brushed past my ear.

The garden, usually filled with gloom, was now in full bloom, as if a hundred flowers were blossoming, and there was no chill in it at all.

Instead, it felt as warm as springtime.

It was as if someone was responding to her words.

Song Qingge smiled faintly: "Heaven is fair, and life is not that fragile. As long as he accumulated good deeds in his lifetime, it is not impossible for him to return to your side."

Having seen Xu Chuanrong's photo in his bedroom before, Song Qingge immediately realized that he was destined to be an emperor.

Those who possess the destiny and countenance of emperors and nobles will not easily disappear.

Their exceptional destiny is a reward accumulated over thousands of years, through repeated cycles of setbacks and reincarnation.

Even if one does not enter the cycle of reincarnation, as long as one accumulates enough good karma, life will not disappear.

Perhaps there's no need for reincarnation anymore.

The girl with the beauty mark under her eye suddenly looked up, her eyes sparkling: "Really!"

"Yes, wherever you go, remember to do good deeds. With time and effort, you'll see him sooner. Best wishes."

The gentle voice, like a spring breeze, touched the heart of the girl with a beauty mark.

The depleted heart suddenly revived.

"Okay! I understand!" The girl with the beauty mark bowed again at a ninety-degree angle, her voice choked with emotion, "Thank you!"

Before leaving this world, she mysteriously left a message: "In return, I've left you a gift~ Remember to check it tonight!" She glanced at Jiang Zhou with a sly smile, then disappeared with a giggle.

Song Qingge was completely confused.

She glanced at Jiang Zhou twice: "Do you know what she was talking about?"

"I don't know," Jiang Zhou shrugged.

He never imagined that this gift would change his life.

Song Qingge glanced at Xu Chuanqi, who was hesitating not far away, took out Xie Yun's vengeful spirit, and walked over.

Let's say goodbye.

She waved her hand lightly above the "cage," and the yellow talisman cage binding Xie Yun turned to ash and vanished.

The vengeful spirit stirred, but had long since given up the will to struggle.

Xu Chuanqi glanced at his mother with a complicated expression.

He hated his mother; why would she deceive him?

Why did she give birth to him if she didn't love him?

Why use him for revenge?

Did I ever love him, even for a second?

After returning to the Xu family, he considered taking revenge on everyone who had abandoned him.

Until Xu Mingchang was arrested just now, he must have felt like he had finally gotten his revenge.

But when he saw his mother again, all his emotions vanished.

"Mom, don't make any more mistakes."

The black mass finally moved, regaining some vitality.

The sobbing was so weak it was almost inaudible.

Xu Chuanqi's eyelids drooped, and his tone was heavy: "Thank you for your trouble, Master Song."

He took two steps, then turned back.

He opened his mouth for a long time before finally managing to utter a few words: "I don't hate you anymore, Mom."

At least she gave him life.

He no longer dislikes himself, so he no longer hates them.

The black mass's whimpers grew louder and louder, and Song Qingge's calm, lake-like eyes seemed to be rippled as if a small pebble had been thrown in.

In an instant, the usual tranquility returned.

"You may never see her again. Are you sure you have nothing to say?"

Xu Chuanqi hesitated for two seconds, shook his head, and walked away.

Watching his departing figure, Song Qingge seemed to see herself a month ago, resolutely leaving the Song family.

At least at this moment, she could understand his feelings.

She held the black mass in mid-air and released it, ready to immediately disperse the vengeful spirits that had committed evil.

Suddenly, the vengeful spirit began to shake violently.

The sobbing was pitiful.

The black cat ran out of her living space: "Master, she said that for her final journey, she wants to go by herself."

Song Qingge frowned.

Before she could react, Xie Yun flew straight towards her son.

After passing through a flower field several dozen meters long, black fireworks burst into bloom in the sky above the center of the dazzling, colorful flower field.

The black smoke dissipated into the air, wisps and strands, gradually becoming transparent.

It slowly dissipated.

Song Qingge stared blankly at the spot where Xie Yun had disappeared, unable to describe her feelings.

I just felt a little listless.

For Xie Yun and her son Xie Qi, this is the best possible outcome.

From then on, Xu Chuanqi was about to embark on a new chapter in his life.

On the way back to the villa, Song Qingge kept thinking about the words left by the master before his death.

If a master could commit suicide so easily, he could never be someone who was plotting to destroy the Jiang family.

So who is behind him?

Jiang Zhou glanced at the girl's worried face with a smile and chuckled softly, "Thinking about the master's words?"

"Yes." Song Qingge answered subconsciously while deep in thought, "He said you must die, I can't let you die."

She didn't realize there was anything wrong with what she said.

Since a contract was signed, of course the client can't die, otherwise how will she get paid?!

Little did he know, the man was secretly overjoyed.

Is she worried about me?

Jiang Zhou's eyebrows curved into a smile, and his deep voice was sweet: "Oh~"

I couldn't help but laugh.

He covered his mouth, turned his head to look out the window, and couldn't help but smile.

My relaxed body swayed gently to the music playing in the carriage.

Only when she felt the seat bouncing up and down did Song Qingge see the swaying man.

He seemed very happy tonight?

Because Xu Mingchang and his son were arrested?

That's true, he must be happy to have avenged his great enemy.

I'm just a little...too...happy, aren't I?

Looking at the man's slightly uncoordinated yet clumsy and bouncy limbs, she pursed her lips, trying hard not to laugh out loud.

Tang Zhishan saw the two children trying to suppress their laughter in the rearview mirror and understood everything.

The two kids will be together sooner or later.

Thinking that he could go back and hug his wife tomorrow, he couldn't contain his joy and swayed to the music.

The driver sat upright, not daring to glance at them out of the corner of his eye.

I was afraid that seeing their dance moves would make me laugh so hard I couldn't stand up straight, so I gave Che Chuangfei a piece of my mind.

Back at the villa, Song Qingge received a phone call and then told Jiang Zhou to go take a shower first.

On the other end of the line, Sang Shunian reported on the latest stationery production progress: "President Song, the first batch of stationery for trial production has been completed and will be available on the market soon, however..."

He paused.

It's a bit of a dilemma.

"Something's happened?" Song Qingge sensed something was wrong.

"That's how it is," Sang Shunian sighed.

The company wasn't originally for profit. Businessmen are profit-driven, and most are unwilling to invest money for charity.

So before Mr. Song invested, the company's cash flow had already dried up. As he got older, he had long planned to liquidate the company and declare bankruptcy after completing this batch of investments.

They didn't even renew the lease for the factory.

"I didn't expect you to be willing to invest money. The factory is currently rented to someone else, and we'll be moving out next week when the lease expires. But in such a short time, I really can't find a factory with a suitable price and location, so I thought I'd ask you if you could help."

Or you could ask Mr. Jiang if the Jiang family has any spare factory space they could temporarily rent to us as a temporary solution?"

Song Qingge calmly replied, "I understand. Don't worry about these things for now. Continue to oversee the production and launch of the stationery. Leave the rest to me."

Click.

The bathroom door opened.

The man came out, drying his wet hair...