If you want fortune telling, get a divorce first

"I forgot." Song Mi lowered his head, "But I will always find him. Even though I have forgotten what he looks like, I will never forget the glint in his eyes."

"What if he's gone?"

"Then I will wait for him. Even if I can't remember what he looks like, as long as I'm not dead, I will always wait for him."

Si Qicheng felt his eyes dry, "What if he...if he was the one who betrayed you when you broke up, would you still find him?"

Song Mi's fingertips gently stroked the golden hairpin and jade phoenix, "Look for him, find him, beat him up, and marry him again. I can marry him too."

This was the first time Si Qicheng heard Song Mi's tone and words. It turned out that her love for someone was so extreme.

Si Qicheng also completely understood that she would definitely get a divorce.

"In three days, we'll go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get a divorce. I'll give you a hundred shares. I'll have Qin Mu write the contract and give it to you."

A hundred or ten? Song Mi originally only thought of tens of millions of dollars, but Si Qicheng gave her so many shares at once. After a year, she could build a building without doing anything!

"Isn't this... a bit too much?" Song Mi can earn more, but he can't take it for free!

"5% of it belongs to Zhang Yurou, but now she doesn't deserve it. This is your compensation this time. I'm giving you 5% from here, which is what you should have received over the past three years. I'll probably need you for something in the future, so I'll give it to you all at once."

This is a one-time payment for all future expenses! In this case, Song Mi will not refuse.

Seeing that Song Mi agreed, "Then until this matter is resolved, you should stay here temporarily?"

"Row."

When Si Qicheng turned around and prepared to go in, Song Mi called him, "Si Qicheng, can you give me this lamp...?"

Si Qicheng looked at the lamp, his eyes showing subtle emotions, "Do you like it?"

Song Mi nodded, and Si Qicheng went into the house to get a clothesline and took down the lamp.

Song Mi was a little surprised. She thought it was a designed electric lamp, but it turned out to be a rechargeable hanging lamp.

Si Qicheng told her that the switch was under the lamp. When there was sunlight, she could use solar energy, but when there was no sunlight, she needed to charge.

Song Mi held the lantern and smiled, "Thank you."

Under the light, Song Mi didn't look cold at all, but warm like a rose under a warm light.

"I'm sorry." Si Qicheng said suddenly.

Song Mi showed a confused look, and Si Qicheng explained, "I'm sorry for this marriage that started because of me, and for my indifference to you over the past three years."

If there was still some anger that was directed at him because of Si Hetong, the anger disappeared when Song Mi held the lamp and heard Si Qicheng's apology.

In a trance, there was a commotion around her. She walked in the crowd angrily because of displeasure. The man hurriedly caught up with her and grabbed her.

I took her to the lantern stall, bought her a lantern, and painted a picture for her with just a few strokes, but she liked it very much.

He also apologized to himself and handed the lamp to her.

At this moment, Song Mi actually overlapped that person's figure with Si Qicheng.

Song Mi came back to his senses immediately. It was really weird.

"Let's go, let's go in." Song Mi avoided looking into Si Qicheng's eyes.

Si Hetong had already gone downstairs. Old Lady Si saw Song Mi and the others coming in and looked at Song Mi, "Do you really want a divorce?"

"Of course." Song Mi didn't hesitate for a moment.

"There are so many people out there who want to marry into the Si family. You're so lucky to finally get married into the family, but you don't even cherish it!"

Mrs. Si's tone was difficult to discern, somewhat sarcastic, but not entirely so.

"You have enjoyed this blessing for your whole life. Are you satisfied?" Song Mi answered bluntly.

"..." Old Madam Si frowned for a moment, then thought of her own wrinkles and calmed her expression, "He's more courageous than...his mother."

"grandmother!"

"Ji Shuran!"

Si Qicheng and Old Master Si both spoke up to stop her.

Old Madam Si glanced at the grandfather and grandson and sneered, "You are the loudest and you have the final say. I'm going back to my room."

She couldn't take care of this mess, nor did she want to. This was all Si Hetong's fault, and she was too lazy to get involved.

"Xiao Mi, have you really decided..."

"Grandpa, Song Mi has wasted three years in the Si family. We can't waste her time because of my affairs." Si Qicheng spoke up for Song Mi and replied to him.

Si Hetong glanced at Si Qicheng, then shifted his gaze to Song Mi, "It seems that you are very determined."

Song Mi sneered, "It seems your heart disease is not vulnerable to stimulation."

"..." Si Hetong showed a bitter smile on his face. He met Song Mi because of a heart disease. Later, when she wanted to file for a divorce, he always used the heart disease as an excuse to prevent her from doing so.

In the past, she took care of her health, but now she really doesn't care.

"Can you remove the poison from Xiaowen?" Si Hetong asked.

"I'll take a look first, but I'm not good at medicine and may not be able to remove the poison." Song Mi told him truthfully.

"You take a look first. If it doesn't work, we'll find another way." Si Qicheng said.

When Si Qicheng opened the door, a sharp figurine flew towards him. He quickly grabbed Song Mi and dodged it.

"Si Qiwen!" Si Qicheng frowned and said coldly.

"I want to see my mom! And my dad!" Si Qiwen shouted angrily.

"Dad has gone to Yunling Manor to recuperate." Si Qicheng said, "As for your mother, you will meet her."

Si Qicheng said as he walked towards him.

Si Qiwen was quiet for a moment when he heard him speak, and was about to rush out when he saw him come in.

Just as he rushed to the corner of the room, he was suddenly patted on the chest and found himself standing there unable to move.

Seeing Song Mi standing in front of him with his arms folded, Si Qiwen cursed, "Song Mi, what the hell kind of magic did you use?"

"Let me go now, or I'll make you pay!"

Song Mi sneered, "I'm pretty good-looking anyway, whether you like it or not."

Si Qicheng, who was standing behind Si Qiwen, couldn't help but smile as well.

"You! You are so ugly! Ugly freak! Ugly people often do bad things! Ahhhhh!" Si Qiwen screamed hysterically.

Song Mi pressed the acupuncture point on his chest with her fingertips, and a sharp numbing pain went from his chest along the spinal nerves to his scalp. Si Qiwen screamed miserably.

Song Mi moved as swiftly as a ghost. Before Si Qiwen could react, she grabbed his arms and then a light blue light shield enveloped him.

The spots of light on his body were like fish swimming in water, flowing and swimming around his body.

Si Qiwen stared at the strange phenomenon on his body with curiosity, and forgot to be afraid for a moment.

Half a minute later, Song Mi frowned, collected his spiritual power, sighed, shook his head, and walked out.

Si Qiwen thought her eyes were very strange, especially like the expression of a doctor in a movie when he comes out of the emergency room, silently shaking his head to tell the family that the person is beyond saving.

"No! Song Mi, what's that expression on your face? Come back and let me go!"

When the eldest brother walked around him, his face was also solemn. After tearing off the talisman for him, he told him to stay in the room.

When he came to his senses, he heard the sound of Butler Li locking his door.

"No, are you sick?" Si Qiwen ran over to open the door, but the door lock remained motionless.

"Master Wen, just rest in your room. If you're hungry, ask us to bring you food."

After Uncle Li finished speaking, he heard Si Qiwen's scolding and hurried downstairs.