Metaphysics Live Room: The host is the contract husband

"Maybe one day, if you gave him a wrong look, he would already bear a grudge against you and secretly plan to kill you."

When Qiao Chen heard this, he burst into tears.

Wang Zhi pressed his eyebrows and felt a headache.

Qiao Jianye glanced at his son and said cautiously, "That Xiaochen, I remember one thing. You might have also offended that kid named Xie."

"Last summer vacation, you brought him here to play. Your mom and I were busy going up the mountain, so we asked you to cook at home. He burned the kitchen, and you said a few words at the time."

"I saw him staring at you with a weird expression."

Qiao Chen was dumbfounded, muttering, "Just because of this incident, he wants to put me fourth and kill me."

"I did say a few words, but I was also genuinely kind to him. Why does he only hold a grudge and not remember the kindness at all?"

Su Chen felt his stomach and felt a little hungry, so he said, "Captain Wang, now that we have figured things out, it's time for you to arrest the person. I will take this book back and seal it."

"If I leave it in your hands, if it accidentally gets away, someone else will die, which would be bad, don't you think?"

Wang Zhi nodded: "Okay, but I have to report this matter. I may have to take pictures at that time. After taking the pictures, Master Su can be taken away."

"can!"

Su Chen and the others from the police station handled the matter, sealed the book spirit, and handed it directly to the people from the Special Affairs Department, then returned to the villa to sleep.

A night without dreams until dawn.

While I was washing up, my cell phone rang. I picked it up and saw it was not Uncle Wang, so I pressed the answer button.

[Hello, Uncle Wang, what do you want to talk to me about?]

[Haha, good morning, Master Su. I'm here to talk to you about something. I wanted to ask when you can come back for a fortune-telling. My older sister asked me to help her find a reliable fortune-teller.]

If you have a stall there, we'll go find you.

Su Chen didn't answer immediately. He looked at the date on his phone, thought for a while, and decided to set up a stall.

Anyway, I have nothing to do at home on weekends, so I might as well go out for a walk, do some fortune-telling and take a stroll. It can be good exercise.

"Uncle Wang, I have time to set up a stall today. I plan to go to the East Bridge of the Sixth Experimental Middle School for fortune-telling. If you want a fortune-telling, you can go there."

When he was driving before, he found that there was a fortune teller over there, and it should be possible to set up a stall there, but there was nothing he could do because some overpasses were not allowed to set up stalls.

The person on the other end of the phone agreed immediately.

[Okay, Master Su, I'll call and bring someone over right away.]

After Su Chen hung up the phone, he simply washed up. When he went downstairs, he didn't see any familiar figures, and he felt a little empty in his heart.

Aunt Wang glanced at him and said with a smile, "My son-in-law is looking for the young lady. She left early on a business trip. Breakfast is ready. Come sit down and have something to eat."

"Got it, Aunt Wang. I'm going out for a fortune-teller's meeting later. I'm not sure when I'll be back, so I might be late for dinner."

"Good son-in-law."

After Su Chen had eaten and drunk his fill, he took his belongings and headed outside, riding his bicycle. When he arrived at his destination, he locked it up and went up the overpass.

At first glance, the overpass was bustling with activity. There were five or six fortune tellers, other people making handicrafts, and selling snacks...

I found a quiet corner, set up my stall, sat on a small folding stool, and leisurely browsed my phone.

Uncle Wang led his men onto the overpass. Seeing the figure in the corner, he exclaimed in surprise, "Madam, look! That's Master Su over there. I'm telling you, he's quite capable."

Yun Wan followed his gaze and saw a young man who looked like a college student.

He frowned but said nothing.

His son Cheng Hao looked at him and said disdainfully, "Mom, I've told you many times that fortune tellers are just charlatans trying to scam people out of money. Why do you still believe them?"

"That guy is obviously a college student. He's trying to trick people by picking someone older. I'm telling you to get out of here. There's no point in even counting the money."

Upon hearing this, Uncle Wang said cheerfully, "Young man, don't underestimate the master's youth, but this skill is not possessed by ordinary people, and as for cheating people out of money, it's impossible."

"He always tells your fortune first, and only pays you if it's accurate. If it's not, he won't charge you. You won't suffer any loss at all, right? Go and have it told."