If you want fortune telling, get a divorce first

Cheng Tingzhou looked at the two people's ambiguous and terrifying actions, and looked around in fear, fearing that some acquaintance would take a photo and send it to President Si.

The sky is falling!

The waiter felt his shoulders sink and wanted to run, but Song Mi didn't give him a chance.

Song Mi poured the wine into the boy's mouth at lightning speed, pressed his thumb on his spine, and the wine flowed smoothly into his stomach.

The boy's expression changed immediately, his innocent expression turned into fear. He vomited and ran towards the bathroom.

"What's wrong with him?" Cheng Tingzhou asked in confusion.

"I drugged him." Li Hexuan answered naturally.

"..." Song Mi still couldn't get used to these two people asking and answering their own questions.

It was really too weird, so she asked Cheng Tingzhou to stay here and wait and see, while she went to find the person he was talking about.

There was a bodyguard guarding the passage from the dance floor to the office area. Song Mi drew the immobilization talisman in advance and pretended to be drunk and dizzy and tried to rush through.

She tripped over the stairs and the bodyguard immediately supported her and told her that she had taken the wrong path.

Song Mi was helped to stand up by her, and before he could react, Song Mi stuck the talisman paper on the back of his shoulder.

After standing up, he observed that no one was paying attention, helped the bodyguard to organize his movements, and let him lean his back against the wall, so that there was no sign that he was immobilized by the immobilization talisman.

She walked into the corridor and found the office, but there was no sound coming from inside.

He turned the door lock, opened it a crack, and after checking that there was no one inside, he quickly slipped in.

The scales of the ruin monster were still on the table. This person should have just been out for a short while.

She closed the door and hid beside the cupboard, pulling the gray curtains over herself.

After a while, the door lock turned again.

Song Mi saw through the gap a man pushing a man in a wheelchair coming in. The man in the wheelchair smelled the breath of a stranger when he came in.

"Xiao Wu, go out and do your work first." The person in the wheelchair stroked the ring on his index finger and motioned the man behind him to go out.

"Okay, when you want to go out, I'll ask someone to take you there." Xiao Wu's tone was very respectful.

After Xiao Wu went out, he bumped into the door. The man in the wheelchair looked behind the curtain and said, "Since you're here, have a cup of tea."

The corner of Song Mi's mouth twitched, he pulled aside the curtains and walked out slowly.

She was tall to begin with, and from the perspective of the man in the wheelchair, when she took a step forward, she looked like a pair of long legs walking.

The man looked at Song Mi with a hint of subtle curiosity, "You are Song Mi, right?"

Song Mi had never seen him before, "Do you know me?"

“I don’t actually know you, but everyone around me knows you.”

"Really? Then has anyone told you that I don't like to play around with others?"

"My name is Zhang Wenyu. I think you've heard of me."

!

"Lu?" Song Mi looked at him with a subtle look.

When Zhang Wenyu heard the surname, he forced a wry smile and said, "Yes."

"You're not..." Song Mi heard Si Qicheng say that he fell into the sea a few years ago.

"I was lucky enough to survive. I worked as a teacher in a fishing village for two years. I was discovered and brought back." Zhang Wenyu said it lightly, but there was obvious reluctance in his eyes.

What's even more strange is that this person is obviously an ordinary person. His body and his aura are all ordinary people, there is nothing abnormal about them, but he is full of black resentment.

"You don't want to stay with him? I heard that you two were pretty...good before..." Looking at the state of the man in front of her, she was afraid that he didn't want to hear the word love.

"That was a long time ago. Now..." There was a hint of murderous intent in Zhang Wenyu's drooping eyes.

When he lowered his head, from Song Mi's perspective, the scene was exactly the same as what she saw when she followed Bai Keyan.

"Then what is your relationship with Bai Keyan?" Song Mi asked.

Zhang Wenyu raised his gloomy eyes and asked, "Master Song, do you think I will tell you the truth?"

Those who can call Song Mi "Master" are all people in the Xuanmen, or demons with some cultivation...

"If you don't say it, I have other ways to make you speak."

Song Mi's tone was neither hurried nor slow, but it made the listeners feel threatened.

Zhang Wenyu raised his eyebrows, obviously not entirely concerned about Song Mi's methods.

"Bai Keyan is just a minor character and now she is abandoned."

"Oh? Then it seems you are still a useful chess piece? Prime Minister or official?"

Song Mi picked up a "general" chess piece on the coffee table next to him and turned it between his fingers.

"Then may I ask, what is your relationship with Mr. Li?" Song Mi asked with a smile.

"Lord Song asked so directly that I don't know how to answer." Zhang Wenyu controlled the wheelchair to the tea table and fetched water to make tea.

"Mr. Zhang, you can answer directly. If you have any concerns or other conditions, I can try my best to meet them." Song Mi placed the chess piece in front of him, pulled out a chair and sat down.

Zhang Wenyu looked at the chess piece and said, "If that's what you're asking, Sir Song, please finish your tea and leave. I'll pay for your meals tonight."

"Okay, then let me change the question. You're a member of the Wuyi Cult, and Green is related to you. What role does Shen Wei play in your plan?"

"..." The soundproofing in this office is very good. Even though it's bustling outside, the office is so quiet that only the sound of boiling tea can be heard.

"I am just a nobody. If you want to know more, you should go to Miss Shen instead of making things difficult for me."

"To embarrass you? You manipulated Bai Keyan, manipulated the Zhang family, used Lu Huaixiu to conceal your identity, and you tricked Zhang Yurou into releasing the puppet. Bai Keyan has already reaped the consequences. Do you think you can just sit here and stay out of this?"

"Zhang Wenyu, is Lu Huaixiu your weak spot, or is he the last person you'll kill?"

Song Mi took out a piece of talisman paper and placed it in front of him. "You are indeed an ordinary person. I cannot use excessive mystical magic on you, but it is still okay for you to tell the truth."

"Will the Security Bureau allow you to confess under torture?" Zhang Wenyu's tone was cold, which was completely different from his gentle face.

The talisman paper in Song Mi's hand flew to the opposite side in an instant. Zhang Wenyu raised his hand and waved it. The talisman paper was opened by a ball of black air and fell to the ground.

A person without spiritual power can control evil spirits.

Song Mi watched him calmly put his hand away to pour tea, and an evil aura disappeared from the ring on his hand.

On the silver lotus seat, a black agate stone exudes evil spirit.

"If Lu Huaixiu knew that you were a member of the Wuyi Sect and had been using him to hide the Wuyi Sect, and that you had been trying to sow discord between him and the Lu family, what would he think?"

A crack finally appeared on Zhang Wenyu's face. "I didn't intend to be your enemy."

But she couldn't use Lu Huaixiu to motivate herself.

"Can you still remain neutral?" Song Mi sneered, and the golden hairpin in his hand instantly pierced Zhang Wenyu like a sharp arrow.

Zhang Wenyu held the cup in his hand. The evil energy in the ring pulled the golden hairpin, and the golden hairpin was controlled by the teacup and could not escape for a while.

Song Mi's spiritual power circulated in his hands, and the surrounding objects rose up with the spiritual power and flew towards Zhang Wenyu together.

Zhang Wenyu obviously controlled these evil spirits very well, just like his pet snake, which flexibly transformed into thousands of threads to resist these things.

The two forces confronted each other in mid-air. The glass vase broke first, with sharp fragments flying everywhere. Then the books, calendars, and ornaments were torn into pieces one by one in the air by the two forces and fell like snowflakes.

In the chaos, Zhang Wenyu increased the strength in his hand and pushed the golden hairpin out. Song Mi stood in place and caught the hairpin steadily.

Then, in the blink of an eye, the golden hairpins in her hand turned into dozens of them, and they all flew towards him again.

The black air around Zhang Wenyu turned into giant hands, blocking the attacks of the golden hairpins. The phantom shattered at one blow, and only the golden hairpin in the middle stabbed towards Zhang Wenyu's eyebrows again.

Zhang Wenyu tried to block it with the teacup again, but this time the golden hairpin pierced the teacup. Fortunately, the black energy reacted quickly and pushed Zhang Wenyu away, and the golden hairpin pierced the wall.

Song Mi put away her hairpin and stood sideways, her bright face showing a cold and arrogant expression.

Zhang Wenyu calmed himself down and realized that Song Mi had not used all her strength at all. She was just testing to what extent he could control these powers.

It is obvious that Zhang Wenyu used it very well, to perfection.

Song Mi said, "It seems that you are very interesting. Come in."