A single divination predicts life and death; the entire internet begs me to start a live stream.

Song Huai-ren sat in front of the camera.

He was dressed in a dark Tang suit.

His hair is gray.

Her face is very thin.

The eye sockets are deep, but the eyes are exceptionally clear.

Two bodyguards in black suits stood behind him.

On the left is a middle-aged man wearing gold-rimmed glasses, holding a folder in his hand.

He looks like a lawyer.

The study was very quiet.

Smoke was rising from the incense burner.

A calligraphy scroll hangs on the wall.

A family that accumulates good deeds will surely have abundant blessings.

The moment those eight words were revealed, the live stream chat almost exploded.

[A family that accumulates good deeds? Does your family even deserve that title?]

[To arrange a living person into a ghost marriage, and yet dare to display it as the name of a family that has accumulated good deeds?]

The Song family is truly shameless.

This old man has a really strong presence.

Does he think he's guaranteed to win?

[The lawyers are all standing in the back; are they preparing to sue someone?]

Song Huai-ren didn't even look at the comments.

His gaze remained fixed on Chen Bufan's face.

"Mr. Chen."

I've heard of you.

"A lot of things have happened in Haicheng lately, and they're all related to you."

Chen Bufan said calmly:

"Then you should know that I don't like nonsense."

Song Huai-ren smiled slightly.

"It's a good thing that young people have tempers."

"But some temper, if vented in the wrong place, can be fatal."

Lin Wanqing frowned.

"Song Huai Ren".

"You are currently live-streaming with a chat."

Watch your words.

Song Huai-ren finally looked at Lin Wan-qing.

"Officer Lin, I'm talking about life experience."

"It's not a threat."

His lawyer immediately spoke up as well:

"Officer Lin, Mr. Song called us tonight to clarify the facts."

"Online comments about the Song family have seriously damaged the reputation of Qiyuan Real Estate and the Song family."

"We reserve the right to pursue legal action against those responsible."

The live stream chat exploded with even more comments.

[Here it comes, a lawyer's letter warning.]

[The classic work's reputation has been damaged.]

[Very well, you have found a way to die.]

[Xu Yao's marriage certificate is still at her door, and you're talking about reputation?]

The first two girls died, and the Song family was concerned about their reputation.

This rhetoric is disgusting.

Xu Yao sat on the sofa.

Her face was covered in tears.

She was still standing on that marriage certificate.

The sound of gongs and drums outside the door had not yet dissipated.

It was just a little lower than before, like a wedding procession standing at the door waiting for her to agree.

She looked at Song Huai-ren on the screen, her voice trembling:

Why are you looking for me?

"I don't know your Song family."

"I don't know Song Wenjie either."

"I did not agree to any ghost marriage."

Song Huai-ren did not answer her directly.

He only glanced at her.

His gaze was so indifferent that it didn't seem like he was looking at a living, breathing person.

It's more like looking at an item that's caused trouble.

"Miss Xu."

"The Song family has never forced you to do anything."

"Your emotions are unstable right now."

"It's easy for people with ulterior motives to take advantage of you."

Xu Yao froze completely.

"Am I being used?"

"Did I slip the marriage certificate into my doorstep myself?"

"Did I make my wedding dress stand up on its own?"

Song Huai-ren frowned.

"I did not witness these so-called strange events myself."

"This cannot be taken as fact."

The lawyer added:

"Ms. Xu, if anyone uses live streaming to induce panic in you or even mislead you into accusing the Song family, we will handle the matter according to the law."

Xu Yao was so angry that she trembled all over, and for a moment her fear was overshadowed.

"Are you going to sue me?"

Chen Bufan suddenly spoke:

"They're not going to sue you."

"I'm just trying to scare you."

Xu Yao was taken aback.

Chen Bufan looked at Song Huai Ren, his voice flat.

"We're from a wealthy family, that's how we're used to it."

"If you can use money to pressure them, then use money."

"If money can't stop it, use a lawyer."

"If lawyers can't suppress it, then use personal connections, relationships, and resources."

"If that doesn't work, use dead people."

The smile on Song Huai-ren's face finally faded a little.

"Mr. Chen."

Don't make promises you can't keep.

Chen Bufan said:

"I haven't said enough."

The fat on the face of the bodyguard behind Song Huai Ren twitched.

The lawyer immediately added:

"Mr. Chen, what you just said constitutes serious defamation."

"The Song family has never participated in any so-called ghost marriages."

"Mr. Song Wenjie passed away in a car accident three years ago."

"The Song family has been handling the funeral arrangements discreetly, unwilling to exploit the deceased."

"The so-called marriage certificates, wedding dresses, and ghost marriages that have appeared online tonight have nothing to do with the Song family."

Lin Wanqing pressed on, asking:

"Why did the Song family's lawyer contact Xu Yao's family?"

The lawyer adjusted his glasses.

"Officer Lin, the Song family has indeed entrusted us to contact Miss Xu's family."

"But that's because some people online have forcibly linked Mr. Song Wenjie's name with Ms. Xu's incident."

"The Song family meant well and hoped to appease Miss Xu and her family."

"As for the five million, that is not a so-called settlement fee, a bride price, or money to buy one's life."

"It's about humanitarian concern."

The live chat exploded with comments.

[Humanitarian concern?]

This is the first time I've ever seen someone offer humanitarian assistance while the person is still alive.

[You're so eloquent.]

The lawyer calls the money for "buying a life" humanitarian aid.

The Song family is indeed wealthy; their rhetoric is quite sophisticated.

Chen Bufan laughed when he heard this.

"Humanitarian concern?"

The lawyer looked at him.

"certainly."

Chen Bufan said:

"Then why did you demand that Xu Jiaguan conduct a live broadcast, not call the police, and not pursue the matter further?"

The lawyer paused for a moment.

Song Huai-ren began:

"Because if it gets out of hand, it won't be good for anyone."

Chen Bufan looked at him.

"Who is it bad for?"

Song Huai-ren's tone became a bit somber.

"It's not good for Miss Xu."

"It's not good for the Song family either."

"It's also bad for the police's handling of the case."

Chen Bufan nodded.

"Look."

"In the end, it's still the Song family's fault."

A hint of displeasure flickered in Song Huai-ren's eyes.

"Mr. Chen."

"You started out with live streaming, so you know how to stir up emotions."

"But reality isn't a live stream."

"The fact that millions of viewers online are criticizing the Song family does not mean that the Song family is guilty."

"You talk about ghost marriages, buying lives, and the Song family harming people."

"Where's the evidence?"

These two words again.

evidence.

The group from the Nameless Guild asked.

Lu Changsheng asked.

Now Song Huai-ren is also asking.

These are the people who understand the rules of reality best.

Without evidence, everything can be dismissed as a rumor.

The dead can remain silent as long as there is no evidence.

Chen Bufan looked at Song Huai Ren and did not continue to argue about the ghost marriage.

He suddenly asked:

"Did Song Wenjie really die in a car accident?"

Song Huai-ren's expression remained unchanged.

"This is the accident that the police determined to have occurred back then."

"Speeding in the rain."

"The vehicle is out of control."

"Hit the guardrail."

"Died on the spot."

He spoke of it very fluently.

This kind of rhetoric has been repeated countless times.

Chen Bufan said:

"You memorized it quite well."

Song Huai-ren narrowed his eyes.

"What do you mean?"

Chen Bufan leaned back in his chair and re-examined Song Huai Ren with his gaze.

"It means..."

"Your son didn't die in a car accident."

boom.

The live stream chat exploded instantly.

What?!

[Song Wenjie didn't die in a car accident?]

[The master has begun!]

Old Man Song's expression changed!

Tell me quickly!

Song Huai-ren's expression finally changed for a moment.

It was captured on camera.

He paused for a moment, his fingers resting on the teacup.

"Mr. Chen."

"You're even going to slander the dead now?"

Chen Bufan looked at him.

"I never slander the dead."

"I only look at what debts the living owe."

Song Huai-ren said coldly:

"Wenjie has been dead for three years."

The Song family is unwilling to bring up the past.

"If you have any respect for the deceased, you shouldn't be making a fuss about him."

Chen Bufan wanted to laugh instead.

"You're talking to me about respecting the dead now?"

"Leave his ashes at home."

"He was arranged to have three living women marry him in a ghost marriage."

"To borrow their life force to continue the Song family line."

"You dare talk about respect?"

Song Huai-ren placed the teacup heavily on the table.

boom.

"Chen Bufan!"

"I've already given you plenty of face."

"Don't be so ignorant of your place."

Chen Bufan ignored his threats.

"Your grandson didn't die in a car accident."

"He was killed because of you."

These words were like a thunderbolt, crashing directly into the live stream.

The screen was flooded with comments so much that they were impossible to see in an instant.

Holy crap!!!

He was killed because of you!

Did Song Huai-ren kill his own son?

What shocking news is this?

The Song family is about to explode!

[Quickly record your screen!]

Xu Yao was also stunned.

Lin Wanqing immediately sat up straight, signaling to the cyber police to begin their intervention.

She knew that Chen Bufan wouldn't say such things without a reason.

Especially in the live broadcast room, in front of the Song family head and millions of viewers.

Song Huai-ren was clearly very unhappy.

It was no longer the aloof tranquility it had been just moments before.

Instead, it's like someone has slashed open an old wound that had been sealed up for many years.

"How dare you!"

He suddenly stood up.

The bodyguards behind him immediately stepped forward.

The lawyer's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly said:

"Chen Bufan, this is malicious slander!"

"There is a complete record of Mr. Song Wenjie's car accident case."

"The responsibility for the accident is clear."

"You have publicly slandered Mr. Song for causing the death of his own child without any evidence. We will immediately file a lawsuit!"

Chen Bufan didn't even glance at the lawyer.

They only focused on Song Huai-ren.

"Song Wenjie had a big argument with you before he died."

Song Huai-ren's pupils contracted.

Chen Bufan continued:

"He wants to sell the shares he owns."

"Leave the Song family."

"There's one more thing to make public."

Song Huai-ren's face turned ashen.

"Shut up."

Chen Bufan remained unmoved.

"Three years ago, Song Wenjie already knew that someone had died at Qiyuan Real Estate's Chengnan project."

"It wasn't just the workers who died."

"There's another woman you've suppressed."

"That woman is pregnant."

Song Huai-ren slammed his fist on the table.

"Shut up!"

The teacup was knocked over.

The tea was spilled all over the table.

The lawyer panicked completely.

"Mr. Song, please calm down."

The chat room was going crazy.

[A pregnant woman?]

Did Song Wenjie know about the Song family's dirty secrets?

So it wasn't a regular car accident?

Song Huai-ren's reaction was too much!

He's panicking! He's really panicking!

Lin Wanqing immediately sent a message to the technical team.

[Investigate the Qiyuan Real Estate Chengnan project from three years ago.]

[Female death, pregnant woman, dispute, missing person, compensation, hush money.]

[Simultaneously check Song Wenjie's driving records from the day of the accident.]

Chen Bufan continued:

"Song Wenjie wants to tell that story."

"You can't stop it."

"So on the day of the car accident, you had someone move his car."

Song Huai-ren's forehead veins bulged.

"absurd!"

"Wenjie is my grandson!"

Chen Bufan sneered.

"So you didn't want him to die."

"You just want him to shut up."

Song Huai-ren's lips trembled slightly.

This time, many people in the live stream saw it.

Chen Bufan spoke softly and slowly:

"You had someone pull the brakes."

I just want him to get hurt.

"Have him admitted to the hospital."

"To prevent him from leaving the country, from meeting reporters, and from publicly discussing the Song family's affairs."

"But you didn't expect that."

It rained that day.

"He had been drinking."

"The vehicle lost control of its speed."

"Finally, it crashed into the guardrail."

"You originally just wanted to cripple him."

"It ended up killing him."

Song Huai-ren's face turned deathly pale.

He looked at Chen Bufan with a look of horror.

How did you know...?

The moment those words left his mouth, the lawyer next to him turned pale.

"Mr. Song!"

The live stream chat exploded again.

He said it! He said how he knew!

Does this count as tacit agreement?

[Screen recording!]

The Song family is finished!

So that's how Song Wenjie died!

Song Huai-ren suddenly realized what was happening and said sternly:

"I did not mean that!"

"I mean, how dare you make this up!"

Chen Bufan looked at him.

"What's the rush?"

"I haven't finished speaking yet."

Song Huai Ren stared intently at Chen Bu Fan, his eyes filled with a frighteningly sinister look.

"Chen Bufan".

"You really think I wouldn't dare to touch you?"

Lin Wanqing immediately spoke:

"Song Huai Ren".

Your statement is tantamount to a threat.

Song Huai-ren looked at Lin Wan-qing and suddenly sneered.

"Officer Lin."

"The case is from three years ago; it's been closed long ago."

"You think you can overturn the verdict with just a few words from a fortune-telling broadcaster?"

Lin Wanqing said coldly:

Whether or not the case is overturned is not up to you to decide.

Chen Bufan suddenly said:

There was another woman in the car that day.

Song Huai-ren froze.

In the study, the air seemed to freeze instantly.

The lawyer was also stunned.

This time, Song Huai-ren did not immediately refute.

Chen Bufan said, word by word:

"Song Wenjie is dead."

"But that woman didn't die."

"She survived."

Song Huai-ren's hands finally began to tremble.

Chen Bufan looked into his eyes, his voice as cold as a knife.

"Song Huai Ren".

"you guess."

Where is she now?