If you want fortune telling, get a divorce first

Unexpectedly, Si Shuyi looked at her quietly and said, "You won't, at least not now."

Song Mi was a little surprised by Si Shuyi's trust.

"I asked my mother this afternoon, and she said it's my aunt's birthday the day after tomorrow, so she'll be back."

"Then you go with your mother the day after tomorrow, and I'll go too." Song Mi took out a triangular amulet from his pocket and said, "Take this with you."

"Sister-in-law, when did you learn all this?" If she hadn't seen her subduing Yang Ting in the afternoon, she might never have believed in ghosts and gods in her life.

"It was a long time ago. Don't worry about your mother's matter." Song Mi said, "I want to get something from you."

Under Si Shuyi's puzzled gaze, Yang Ting entered Si Shuyi's room and pointed to a ten-inch cartoon doll on her desk. "This is it."

The main reason why Yang Ting was able to quickly lock onto Si Shuyi was because the doll had the scent of Zhang Raner.

But when she encountered the doll, her soul was forcibly sealed inside the doll. She was able to leave the school, but could only live in the doll.

"My cousin told me that this doll contains her amulet for good luck and asked me to carry it with me every day and burn it after the college entrance examination."

There is still half a year before the college entrance examination. Half a year is enough time for Yang Ting to absorb Si Shuyi's luck.

Song Mi came back and saw that the Si family had great fortune. All the members of the Si family were covered with a faint golden light. This was a symbol of great merit or that someone in the family had universal merit that would benefit future generations.

Obviously Si Shuyi has both at such a young age, so it must be the latter.

After Song Mi took Yang Ting away, Si Shuyi still went downstairs.

The noise was so loud that even my grandparents were alarmed.

As soon as Si Shuyi arrived at the door, he was startled by his mother's pale face due to excessive fear, but he still went in to comfort her.

"Mom, it's okay. Are you too tired?" Si Shuyi handed her the tea brought by Butler Li.

Si Shuyi had just woken up and was half-crouching in front of Zhang Yurou with her hair loose, her hair covering half of her face. Zhang Yurou was so scared that she pushed her away, "Stay away from me!"

The tea spilled all over the floor, shocking Steward Li and the Si family.

Fortunately, the water temperature was not high and she was not scalded.

"Mom..." Si Shuyi looked at her in surprise, "I'm Xiaoyi..."

Butler Li stepped forward to help the young lady up, and Si Younian also pulled her to the back, fearing that Zhang Yurou would go crazy again and hurt the child.

The old lady remembered Zhang Yurou's crazy state of shouting ghosts when she just entered the room, and subconsciously remembered Song Mi's words.

Although he didn't believe it, but... Song Mi's actions in the backyard in the afternoon didn't seem like a simple rumor-mongering or fraud, and his granddaughter was indeed much better after waking up.

The old lady called Si Shuyi over and said, "It's nothing. If you're still not feeling well, go back and rest."

Compared to Zhang Yurou, the old lady still cares more about her grandchildren.

Si Shuyi lowered her head and glanced at her mother who never looked up, then returned to her room. After she left, the old lady also persuaded the old man to return to his room.

She took out her cell phone and sent a message to her brother, Si Qiwen: Brother, sister-in-law is back, and mom seems unhappy. You should come back and see her.

Song Mi took the doll and took Yang Ting for a walk outside in the middle of the night. They met a few little ghosts and sent them away.

"That's not right. Normally, ghosts that can stay outside and don't reincarnate will have obsessions or resentments, but how come these don't have any resentment or evil spirit at all?" Yang Ting felt very strange. They were not even as good as her when combined.

Song Mi also found it strange.

Logically speaking, this time is when the resentment is the heaviest, but for two consecutive nights, they went out and found that there was nothing on the empty streets except a few little ghosts wandering around blindly.

Looking at the dawn in the east, Yang Ting reminded, "Sister, why don't you go back first."

Song Mi also found it strange, but the important thing right now was Si Shuyi's aunt's birthday.

Although the mystery is confusing, Song Mi is least afraid of this kind of seemingly troublesome thing.

Let’s solve one thing first.

Song Mi had already untied the restraints between her and the doll, and asked Yang Ting to stay with Si Shuyi and pay attention to Zhang Yurou's movements.

Song Mi went back and slept until two in the afternoon, when he was woken up by the doorbell.

"Madam, this is the dress you will wear to the Zhang family's dinner party." Si Qicheng's secretary, Lin Luo, stood at the door holding the dress.

She didn't tell Si Qicheng that she would go to Zhang's house.

"Mr. Si said he'll pick you up at five o'clock." Si Qicheng's secretary looked to be under thirty, and looked smart and capable. "Madam, do you need my help?"

Song Mi smiled and said, "No need, I can do it myself, you just go ahead and do your thing, thank you for your hard work."

"Then I won't bother you anymore." Lin Luo was polite and prepared to leave.

"Are you taking Shangyun Road?" Song Mi looked at the faint darkness on her forehead and suddenly asked.

"Yes." Lin Luo was a little confused.

"Take another route. It's okay to take a detour." Song Mi reminded her and gave her a folded yellow talisman. "Put it in your phone case."

This yellow talisman was just bought yesterday.

Lin Luo didn't quite understand the lady's intention, but after all, it was a gift from the lady, so she put the talisman in the phone case. When she was about to walk to the fork in Shangyun Road, she subconsciously changed lanes.

When I was almost at the company, I saw several ambulances and fire trucks passing by one after another. After getting off the car, I saw in the group that there was a car accident and explosion on Dashangyun Road.

Lin Luo was shocked. If she hadn't taken a detour, she would have been in the ambulance.

The more she thought about it, the more frightened she became. She remembered her wife's reminder. Although she didn't know why she knew this, there were always some things in the world that were difficult to explain.

Lin Luo thought so and held the phone tightly. It seemed that he had to find an opportunity to thank his wife.

After Song Mi washed and changed her clothes, it was almost five o'clock.

Looking at himself in the mirror, I have to say that Si Qicheng has good taste.

When Si Qicheng entered the room, he saw Song Mi sitting on the sofa putting on her shoes. The afterglow of autumn light shone through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows into the living room, as if a golden veil was covering Song Mi.

She wore a moon-white, strapless gown that trailed the ground. The shoulders and neck were woven from silver tulle, embellished with hand-embroidered cloud patterns that only hinted at her collarbone. As she rose, her lotus-like waist was framed by a beam of golden light, and the embroidered cloud patterns on the hem resembled white cranes soaring to the heavens.

Song Mi's makeup was very light, like a lotus in the distant mountains. She was wearing a simple yet noble long dress, and she seemed to be naturally as pure as the breeze and snow.

Si Qicheng stood at the door in a daze. Song Mi usually didn't like to dress up. When she attended banquets with him in the past, she was also the most beautiful among all the girls, but not like this now. She gave the illusion of being a noble and aloof god descending to the earth.

"Are you leaving?" Song Mi walked up to him and asked.

"Wait a moment, I'll change my clothes." Si Qicheng came back to his senses and went to the room.

But he changed his clothes quickly, and in about ten minutes, the two of them were out.

"You want to find Zhang Raner, right?" Si Qicheng asked.

"Not necessarily, there might be more people." Song Mi brushed away a strand of hair that was blocking her eyes, "I really don't like attending this kind of celebrity banquet."

If there is a fight, it would be inconvenient to put on clothes.

"Don't you like it either? Why did you want to go together?" Song Mi asked him.

"Although I've seen you take action twice, I'm still very curious." Song Mi had no way to refute Si Qicheng's words. People are always curious about new and unprecedented things.

"Then, if your partners need fortune-telling, exorcism, or feng shui, you can come to me. I can give them a discount for your sake."

"Why are you so obsessed with making money?" Si Qicheng thought he had never owed her anything material.

"Your family is the richest and you make money every day, what are you talking about me? Everything in this world can be fake, only poverty is real."

Song Mi saw Si Qicheng curl his lips slightly again, "If you want to laugh, then laugh. I earn every penny legally and conscientiously."

Si Qicheng just hummed. Song Mi felt that he was just trying to please her, so she ignored him.