Shocking! A master of metaphysics has been mind-reading!

Xia Wange quite liked Song's mother's personality. She tilted her head and said, "Auntie, I'll take her home tonight."

It was a voice call, and Song's mother immediately recognized Xia Wange's voice. She immediately smiled and said, "Oh dear, this is too much trouble for you, Master."

"It's okay, I'm going the same way."

"Thank you so much, Master. You've really gone to so much trouble."

After a few more polite exchanges, Zhang Yue hung up the phone. Before she could even speak, Xia Wange interjected, "See? That handsome guy wanted the other person dead, and he was willing to spend money. And you? You didn't get anything, and the other person even tried to extort money from you with their family in tow. Tsk tsk tsk. Wait for me after get off work."

After saying that, he left.

Zhang Yue was left alone, bewildered in the wind.

Lu Qiu originally had an appointment with another company, but it seems to have been rescheduled. So Xia Wange seriously and diligently slacked off for the entire afternoon.

Every time Xia Wange saw the heads of various departments waiting for Lu Qiu's signature at the door, blocked by Assistant Xu, she would feel guilty and think that since the other party had sacrificed so much to save her purple energy, she should quickly find an opportunity to get her leg better.

But after a moment of anxiety, Xia Wange calmed down. The other party was a chosen one, and she couldn't predict his fate. She could only let things take their course, do her best and leave the rest to destiny. This was Lu Qiu's fate, and there was nothing she could do about it.

As soon as she got off work, she was the first to get up and go find Zhang Yue, mainly because she didn't want to run into Lu · Christmas Tree · Antique Shelf · Autumn.

Xia Wange's main mode of transportation is the motorcycle, and this is the second time Zhang Yue has ridden in it.

Wearing a helmet, Zhang Yue felt that in just a few days, her state of mind had undergone a complete transformation. Last time, she was full of love and hoped to live a happy life with him. This time, she only hoped that he could stay in the eighteenth level of hell and suffer punishment.

After dropping Zhang Yue off, Song Ma, Zhang Song, and Zhang's father waited downstairs. When they saw the motorcycle arrive, the three of them immediately went up to greet Xia Wange. Zhang Song said that the scumbag's mother did indeed bring seven or eight people that afternoon, but after seeing more than twenty people from his family, she said a few harsh words and left in a sorry state. This kind of person is just a bully who picks on the weak and fears the strong.

After Song Ma showered Xia Wange with compliments until Xia Wange herself was a little embarrassed, Zhang's father sincerely invited her to come up for dinner.

Xia Wange took off her helmet. "No, you have relatives at home, so I won't bother you."

Song Ma clapped her hands, "Oh my, as expected of a master, you even know this! Is there anything in this world that can be kept from you?"

Blinking, Xia Wange pointed to the floor above and said with a smile, "It's not a calculation, your relatives are practically filling up this window of your house."

Song Ma and Zhang Ba looked up at the same time and saw that all their curious relatives had shrunk their heads back.

Zhang Yue blushed and said, "Master, I'm sorry, they were just curious, they didn't mean anything by it..."

"It's alright." Xia Wange smiled and patted Zhang Yue's shoulder. "Go up and treat them well. Some people may have a sharp tongue, but they're not bad at heart. There's no need to ruin things. So many people stood up for you when your family needed them. Let bygones be bygones, so that you can have a bright future."

Zhang Yue was completely stunned. She was about to say, "How do you know that I don't get along with my second aunt's family?" but then she realized, "Of course the master knows everything."

The master's appearance was so deceptive. At first glance, she always thought he was a college graduate who needed to be taken care of, but he was already capable of telling fortunes and saving lives on his own.

After Xia Wange finished speaking, she looked at Zhang Yue again and found that the other party's appearance had changed again. A dispute that would affect her fate in the future dissipated.

Xia Wange clicked her tongue softly. She loved talking to obedient and quick-witted people. A few simple pointers could make their path much smoother, which was far more effective than communicating with someone who remained stubborn even after a thousand words. Donning her helmet, Xia Wange transformed back into the cool girl riding the black motorcycle, disappearing from their sight with a roar.

After casually finding a place and having a good meal, Xia Wange planned to ride her bike around to see where it would be best to dig a hole and bury something to accumulate spiritual energy. Although Lu Qiu could help her now, relying on others was always temporary. She still needed to rely on herself; walking on two legs was the only way to go.

Just as Xia Wange turned on the navigation to find her destination, a gust of wind blew into her ears. Based on the "Wind Divination" she had the weakest knowledge of, she carefully discerned it for a while and barely calculated that she should go back.

With a slight frown, Xia Wange, though puzzled, turned the car around and went back to the shop. She had been living on the second floor of that shop for some time. The shop had a large courtyard behind it, which was quiet despite the hustle and bustle. She liked it quite a bit. Once she had more money and didn't have to spend money on various high-quality jade anymore, she wanted to buy the shop.

With a graceful drift, Xia Wange came to a stop in front of her shop. Looking at the large crowd gathered at the entrance, she paused for a moment, but when she recognized the middle-aged woman in the lead holding a megaphone, she immediately knew who these people were.

That woman had a very obvious, deep vertical line on her forehead, which is called the "child-cutting sword." It seems she's that scumbag's mother. She didn't dare to cause trouble at the company, and after being turned away at Zhang Yue's house, she's now setting her sights on Zhang Yue.

Looking at the seven or eight people swaggering around her little shop, Xia Wange suddenly felt that it was really good to have relatives. With more people surrounding them, those people would get scared and leave. But it wouldn't work for someone like her who was all alone. A bunch of kids spontaneously surrounded them, and they couldn't even see them.

"Come, come, folks! Everyone passing by, come and judge this!" Aunt Tan shouted through a megaphone. People strolling nearby or heading to their square dancing spots were drawn in and stopped to watch the spectacle. "Look at this little shop! It's a charlatan's shop! This damned charlatan killed my son! Oh dear, I'm so old, and I only had one son, and he's gone! Achoo!"

Xia Wange was watching the commotion when she exchanged a glance with Shang Xiaogui, who was perched behind Tan Ma enjoying the cool air. She made a gesture, signaling Shang Xiaogui not to interrupt.

"Tell me, how am I, a widow, supposed to live now?! I'm so old, and I've already lost my only son! The worst part is, this charlatan killed my son and hasn't offered a single penny in compensation. I'm going to starve to death! Look at this shop sign, what kind of nonsense is this? Can you believe in this? He's just a swindler! He'll be thrown into hell with his tongue pulled out and boiled in oil!"

The uninformed crowd, seeing Tan's mother crying with snot and tears streaming down her face, started chattering amongst themselves.

"I saw this shop a few days ago when I passed by. I felt something was off about the signboard, and it turned out to be a scam."

"Oh dear, she's so old. I passed by when I was buying groceries this morning, and it seemed like a young girl was going in and out of here. I didn't see any older people."

"That's definitely a scam."

"Ma'am, why didn't you call the police?"