Who knows? The anchor I like has become a movie queen!

Li Qian hugged the child tightly, as if she wanted to melt the child into her own bones and blood. She was really scared and didn't dare to think that her daughter would leave her. Ji Gang also came over, and the family hugged each other tightly, like a ball, inseparable.

Everything that happened today was like a nightmare to Ji Xia's family. They just didn't know whether the light illuminated by love could withstand the invasion of darkness.

Jiang Yutao returned home angrily. Song Hai was already waiting in the study. Although the marketing account had blurred the names of everyone except Ji Xia, he still recognized at a glance that the person was his wife.

Song Hai had guessed things wouldn't go smoothly, but he didn't expect to be taken straight to the police station. If someone he knew knew about this, Song Hai couldn't help but blame the police: "What's going on today? Why did they go straight to the police station? Are they not cooperating?"

Jiang Yutao was already furious, and she became even angrier when she heard Song Hai's tone. She threw her bag aside and said, "I won't go to pick up this child by myself. If you insist on bringing her back, then go by yourself. She was really raised very poorly, and her family has no quality. What kind of people are they?" The disgust on Jiang Yutao's face could no longer be concealed.

Song Hai listened to his wife's complaints but did not offer any words of comfort. Instead, he waited until Jiang Yutao calmed down before speaking solemnly, "Ji Xia, I must take her back. You must find a way. She must be renamed Song Xia."

Song Hai didn't finish what he was trying to say, but his slightly narrowed eyes made Jiang Yutao shudder, and rationality returned in an instant: "I know, I'll see to it."

"As soon as possible, I've already asked someone from the police to handle it."

Although Song Hai seemed to be a good husband who doted on his wife to outsiders, Jiang Yutao knew clearly that this was only on the premise that his bottom line of interests was not touched, otherwise he would turn against her in an instant.

Jiang Yutao left the study and her mind became clear on the way back to her room. She was indeed impulsive today. Although she didn't like Ji Xia, she wanted to get close to Ji Xia because of their blood relationship.

Maybe I can take another approach?

Song Hai turned around and stood in front of the window, watching the dark clouds gradually cover the moon, and the witch's words came to his mind again.

In the dark room, there were only two thick red candles placed on the small table, illuminating the surrounding environment. Song Hai sat cross-legged opposite the witch honestly. Even though there were a circle of objects around him, he didn't dare to look around.

It was clearly a closed room, but a few gusts of fishy wind blew in from somewhere, making the red candle flicker, and the witch's shadow was jumping on the wall like a man-eating beast.

The witch looked carefully at the two long yellow papers in her hands in the candlelight. Her brows were furrowed, and the wrinkles on her face became deeper. She kept muttering some spells and even stood up and roared in the darkness.

Song Hai was very panicked when he saw this situation. It seemed that this situation was really difficult to deal with. It had never lasted so long before.

I don’t know how much time passed, Song Hai felt that he was about to be marinated, and finally the witch spoke.

The voice was much weaker than before, as if all the strength had been drained away: “This time there is a new turn of events. I calculated these two for you before. The one on the left does have a golden glow. She will help you in the future. The one on the right has a dull gray glow. She is useless.

But this time I saw a change. Her gray began to be covered with gold, even if it was just a little bit. But my God told me that this person will have great fortune in the future.

After hearing this, Song Hai's eyes were gradually filled with desire. He asked tentatively, "Master, can I take this child back?"

After hearing this, the witch first showed an understanding smile, and stretched out her hand holding a red silk cloth. Song Hai cooperated and took out a card from his pocket and put it in his dry hand.

The witch took out three incense sticks, lit them on the red candles, bowed three times to the side, then crushed them into pieces, put them in water, drank it, and closed her eyes.

After a long time, she conveyed God's answer.

In the darkness, Song Hai decided in his heart that he must keep both Song Yurou and Song Xia at home.

My ambitions may actually come true.

Ji Xia was looking at the ceiling in her room at night. She no longer had the heart to participate in the variety show. Song Yurou was in the variety show, and now with these twins, who knows what white lotus skills she would use next. She was really exhausted.

If you are not afraid of thieves stealing, you will be afraid of thieves thinking about it. Even if you are always on guard, there will be times when you are vulnerable.

Besides, grandma is lying in the hospital bed now, so how could she have the mind to chat and laugh on a variety show? Although the family is stable now, the thorn has already been inserted, and how to remove it is a problem.

I can't stop the plot from moving forward, and it's changing all the time. This time it's different from what's written in the novel. As for why it's changing, I can only guess the reasons as it changes.

The original novel did not describe how Song Hai's company developed and prospered later on. It only described Song Yurou's daily love life.

Now that the biggest plot twist about him has been revealed, this original work will be meaningless to him from now on. Ji Xia is not an NPC in the novel, but a living, thinking person.

On the way back in the car, Jiang Qingyan first called Zhou Yu and asked him to deal with the red lights he ran along the way today. Later, he received a call from his mother.

"Yanyan, are you still at the police station?" Jiang's mother spoke cautiously, worried that her inappropriate words would anger the child.

"No, I'm driving back now." Jiang Qingyan knew very well why his mother called. His father probably also received the message, but so what?

"Yanyan, what's going on with you recently? Everyone is very worried about you. If you have any problems, your family will help you. Don't worry..." Jiang's mother kept talking about her concern. When Jiang Qingyan arrived home, she kept saying, "Your father also cares about you. He has really changed now..."

"Mom, I'm home"

Jiang's mother looked at the call time on her phone helplessly. Yanyan must have not listened to what she said just now. His words meant to end the conversation.

Jiang Qingyan's indifference caused Jiang's mother's pent-up emotions to suddenly burst out.

A sharp voice came into Jiang Qingyan's ears from the receiver: "Yanyan, how can you forgive your father? He is your father no matter what. He was a little extreme at the time, but after so many years, can't you put this matter behind you? Can't our family go back to the way it was before?"

After Jiang's mother said this, her brain, which had been a little congested just now, instantly calmed down, and a feeling of regret instantly spread throughout her body.

There was a dead silence in the receiver.

I do not know how long it has been.

"I have no resentment. I will go back to see you as usual. Good night." Jiang Qingyan's voice did not contain a trace of warmth that reached Jiang's mother's ears.

She could only hang up herself, because Jiang Qingyan would not hang up the phone on his own initiative. A feeling of powerlessness filled her whole body.

Jiang Qingyan did come back as usual, but he never took the initiative to talk to Jiang's father, and he always looked cold, as if it was a routine.