If you want fortune telling, get a divorce first

"I know the Song family took your family's money. I can't do anything about it. I admit it, but I want a divorce. I won't take anything from your family. I'll return the money to you when I save enough."

Song Mi has always had this plan, otherwise she would not use her own money to invest. After one round is over, she can take on a few more feng shui business orders from wealthy families and make up the money.

Si Qicheng looked at Song Mi who was absorbed in eating with his head down, and he recalled the scene when they first met.

In the restaurant's private room, she sat by the window with a sullen face, looking at the slender and fragile girl, as if she would explode along with anyone who provoked her.

But despite her persistence, she finally compromised because of her parents' pleading.

At that time, he also felt that his grandfather's forced arrangement was inappropriate.

For him, it doesn't matter who he marries. As long as his grandfather is willing to arrange it, he will just obey.

But he didn't expect the other party to be so resistant.

Because of Grandpa's stubborn insistence, he chose to negotiate with her.

After three years of marriage, this was the first time that Song Mi was willing to bring him to her own territory, even if it was just a hot pot restaurant randomly chosen on the roadside.

While the two were eating in silence, a sudden ringtone rang out. Song Mi looked at the number on his phone and it was an unfamiliar number.

It's already nine o'clock, it can't be sales.

Song Mi answered the phone and there was a woman's voice on the other end.

"Hello, is this Song Mi?"

"Yes, you said."

"I'm Li Mei. Do you remember me? I met you at Zhang's house yesterday and you told me my fortune." The woman's attitude was more tactful than yesterday.

"Let's talk about things." Seeing that Si Qicheng was free, Song Mi asked him to help her cook the tribute vegetables.

Li Mei didn't expect Song Mi to be so cold, but she still calmed her tone, "You said you could help me figure out my husband's affairs, remember?"

Of course Song Mi remembered.

"I've been looking for that woman a few times but haven't been able to find any trace of her. However, I've noticed that my husband is constantly transferring large sums of money out of our home. I'm worried that he's embezzling our joint assets.

This matter is urgent. Can you please help me figure out who that woman is? I'm sure you'll get a lot of money."

"It's easy," Song Mi said. Li Mei thanked him repeatedly and then heard Song Mi say, "One million."

"What?" Li Mei finally lost her composure and screamed from the other end of the phone, "Are you robbing me?"

"Forget it." Song Mi didn't give her time to speak, hung up the phone, muted it, and put the phone in his bag.

"What's the matter?" Si Qicheng asked her curiously. How big a matter would it take one million to deal with?

"She asked me to be the one her husband cheated on her with."

"That's it, one million?"

"No, because she spoke so harshly before, the 900,000 is for mental damages."

"...well...that's a bit low."

Song Mi didn't expect Si Qicheng to respond with such a sentence, and couldn't help laughing. This guy is quite interesting.

Li Mei was hung up on and cursed for ten minutes in the empty villa, but after thinking about it, she could not find a faster way.

So he called Song Mi again, but the other party didn't answer the phone at all.

She called more than ten times but no one answered, which made her so angry that she cursed in the villa for more than half an hour.

Song Mi and Si Qicheng went home after eating hot pot.

The next day happened to be the weekend. When Song Mi got up, Si Qicheng had already finished a morning meeting in the study.

"I really don't understand. What's the point of you making so much money? You don't even have time to spend it." Song Mi curled up on the sofa and glanced at the person who came out of the study to pour water.

"Don't you have time?" Si Qicheng glanced at the half-cooked meal his aunt had prepared, and said to her, "Make some vegetarian soup to clear heat."

Song Mi had a greasy meal last night and didn’t have breakfast this morning, so he should drink something to reduce internal heat.

"Don't say that. I have never spent your money, except for the nice things you bought." Song Mi corrected him.

The two of them exchanged a few words, and the doorbell rang. Song Mi went to open the door in her slippers, "My water of life has arrived!"

Si Qicheng knew that she had the habit of having some snacks or milk tea, so he went back to the study first.

However, when Song Mi opened the door, there were two people at the door.

The moment the door opened, the smile on Bai Keyan's happy face gradually disappeared, and her eyes were filled with undisguised shock and resentment.

What caught Song Mi's attention even more was the evil aura lingering around her.

Song Mi took the milk tea bag and heard Bai Keyan whisper, "As expected, even if you marry into a wealthy family, you're still only fit to eat street food."

The delivery man turned around and heard this, his face speechless. He left after saying, "You're crazy."

Bai Keyan glared angrily at the delivery man who disappeared in the elevator. Who the hell is that? How dare a delivery man talk about her?

Song Mi was also puzzled. The delivery man said it, so what did she say?

Just then, Bai Keyan saw Si Qicheng coming back because he forgot to take the cup. Her eyes immediately filled with tears, "Brother Cheng..."

When Song Mi heard her voice calling Si Qicheng, he got goosebumps all over his body and prepared to retreat so as not to disturb the two of them.

Bai Keyan said, "Brother Cheng, why do you look unhappy?"

When Song Mi passed by Si Qicheng with the takeaway, she took a glance and saw that he was indeed pale.

But it had nothing to do with her. She put the milk tea on the coffee table, sat on the sofa, and was about to search for a movie when she heard Si Qicheng say it was okay.

Si Qicheng looked at Bai Keyan's tears that were about to fall and asked, "What's wrong?"

Bai Keyan's tears suddenly rolled down her cheeks. "It's okay. I just saw Sister Song Mi ordering takeout. I reminded her that takeout isn't very good these days, and she scolded me for being nosy."

Song Mi had just turned on the movie, and when she heard this, she felt speechless and asked her mother to open the door for her.

"What's making such an ugly noise?" Song Mi's voice suddenly rang out, and Bai Keyan glanced at Song Mi angrily.

She turned around and said to Si Qicheng aggrievedly, "Brother Cheng, look at her!"

Si Qicheng frowned slightly, but saw Song Mi watching Animal World...

"She didn't say anything about you," Si Qicheng put down the cup he had just picked up and asked Bai Keyan what brought her here so late.

Although Bai Keyan was unhappy, she smiled again when she heard Si Qicheng ask her, "I know you've been tired these days, so I made some soup for you. Drink it while it's hot."

She went to the kitchen and got two bowls as if she knew the place well. She was as familiar with the kitchen as the aunt at home, and she was so kind as to serve Song Mi a bowl of soup.

"Sister, try it too. Brother Cheng really likes my cooking skills."

Bai Keyan smiled like a harmless little white flower. If it weren't for the evil aura coming out of the bowl, she would have been really curious about the taste.

This kind of thing is not fatal, but if ordinary people come into contact with it, they will either get sick or suffer misfortune.

She glanced at Si Qicheng, who had just tried to stop Bai Keyan but failed, and then glanced at Bai Keyan, "Miss Bai, this is my home. Did you come to the wrong place?"

"I...I'm just worried about Brother Cheng, and I also gave you some."

Bai Keyan always makes good use of her delicate and beautiful face. She looks pitiful and broken when she is slightly wronged, which makes people feel distressed.

Song Mi said, "Are you a rooster? Cluck, cluck, what did you put in this soup? Don't you know it yourself?"

Bai Keyan's face flashed with surprise. How could she know? Impossible, how could she know such a thing?

Bai Keyan wanted to argue, "Sister Song Mi, how could you say that to me? Even if you don't like me, you can't scold me like that and accuse me of being unfair, right?"

Song Mi said, "Bai Keyan, do you want me to settle with you about the car accident now?"

Bai Keyan's expression almost lost control, "Sister, what are you talking about?"