Her destiny stolen? The Divine Witch Ancestor has returned!

"Oh right, I just..."

“Zhaozhao, just now…”

Wu Zhao pushed Gu Chen to the door, but unexpectedly the two of them spoke at the same time.

"You go first," Gu Chen said.

Without pausing, Wu Zhao said directly, "I just ran into a member of the Ling family at the Xinghai Building."

The Ling family?

Gu Chen's fingers twitched slightly, but he remained silent.

Hearing the noise at the door, Zi Yao ran over and opened it. Seeing the two of them, she smiled and said, "Miss Wu, you're back. Dinner is ready, please come in."

Pushing Gu Chen inside, Wu Zhao continued, "The one Yue Jinsheng is going to marry isn't the real Miss Ling. Don't worry, I won't let him take what belongs to you so easily."

"The Ling family's matter is easy to resolve. Just stay home and wait for my news."

Gu Chen's somewhat hoarse voice rang out: "I'm sorry, Zhao Zhao, am I... really useless?"

what?

Before even stepping into the kitchen, Zi Yao was completely bewildered. How could the head of the family say something that made him shudder?

Before Zi Yao could even open her mouth to refute the head of the family, Qing Yao from the kitchen pulled her inside.

"Shut up!" Qingyao glared at him and warned in a low voice, "If you ruin the patriarch's plans, you can expect to be sent to Antarctica to stand shoulder to shoulder with penguins!"

Zi Yao:?

In the living room, Wu Zhao was somewhat taken aback by what Gu Chen said.

As she walked up to Gu Chen, she saw a rare look of helplessness on the man's handsome, otherworldly face.

There was a hint of confusion in his eyes.

Gu Chen's beauty mark at the corner of his eye was particularly noticeable, and his dark eyes, which seemed to shimmer with moisture, were especially captivating... making it impossible to look away.

Wu Zhao was stunned.

“…Zhaozhao?”

After waiting for a long time without hearing Wu Zhao speak, Gu Chen looked up and found her staring at him in a daze.

He reached out to gently touch Wu Zhao, but before he could get close, she grabbed his hand with lightning speed.

When Wu Zhao came to her senses, she realized that she had been staring at the man so intently that she was even holding his hand and stroking it!

Wu Zhao: !

As if electrocuted, Wu Zhao quickly let go of Gu Chen's hand.

There was a faint rumble of thunder outside the window.

Somewhat frustrated, Wu Zhao muttered to himself: "You bastard Tiandao, do you believe I might actually molest your own son one day!"

As if hearing her outrageous thoughts, a thunderclap exploded in the sky.

Boom——

Wu Zhao was startled and slipped, trying to hide himself.

Fortunately, Gu Chen suddenly said, "The weather has been bad these past few days. The forecast says it might rain. Remember to close the windows when you go to bed tonight."

“…Oh.” Wu Zhao replied dryly, then, noticing the awkward atmosphere, she quickly asked, “What were you trying to say to me just now?”

Gu Chen sighed silently.

A hint of compromise flickered in his eyes, and he said, "Before I could even speak, you'd already come up with a solution."

Wu Zhao understood: "You mean the Ling family? I went to the Xinghai Building with Lan Yao today and we happened to run into Shen Jiaojiao's fans..."

"It's quite a coincidence that the eldest daughter secretly adopted by the Ling family is Shen Jiaojiao's biggest fan."

"By the way, I sent Lan Yao to deliver something to the Ling family. I think they'll be here soon. Don't worry, with me here, Yue Jinsheng won't get anything!"

Gu Chen looked at her intently and said, "Okay, I'll do whatever you say."

……

Lan Yao walked directly into the Ling family's villa with two folded talismans in his hand.

The Ling couple, unaware of the situation, received her with great confusion upon learning of her arrival.

The head of the Ling family was nearly fifty years old, but he was very well-preserved and looked only in his thirties. His wife also looked young, but her brows and eyes revealed fatigue and sadness.

"I wonder why the assistant of the Gu family head came to the Ling family? If it's for the marriage alliance between the Gu and Ling families, then this matter is already a done deal."

Ling Shurui's tone was very firm, and his expression was somewhat stiff.

However, Lan Yao still noticed the helplessness and heartache in his expression.

“Mr. Ling, you’ve misunderstood,” Lan Yao said. “I’m here to fulfill my promise to Mr. Ling Yuchen.”

As she spoke, she took out the talisman that Wu Zhao had given her and placed it on the coffee table in front of her.

Madam Ling looked at the talisman on the table with some surprise and asked in confusion, "What...is this?"

"This is something my master promised to give to Mr. Ling Yuchen. Now that the item has been delivered, I'll take my leave."

Because when Wu Zhao sent her here, he told her that all she had to do was hand the things over to the Ling family, and that she didn't need to explain anything else.

So Lan Yao ignored the bewildered Ling couple and stood up to take his leave.

Only after seeing Lan Yao off did Ling Shurui pick up the talisman and frown, saying, "What does this mean? I haven't heard that Gu Chen has started to believe in this kind of supernatural stuff."

He Qing was also confused. She reached out to take the talisman from her husband's hand.

But to her surprise, the talisman suddenly burst into flames the moment it touched her hand.

"Wife!" Ling Shurui stared in horror as the flames leaped into He Qing's hand, instinctively reaching for the teacup on the table to splash them over.

He Qing paused for a moment, then said, "Old Ling, don't move!"

Blue flames danced in her hands, but they did not bring any burning pain.

Instead, a warm feeling spread throughout my body, and the previous soreness and the chill that emanated from my bones all disappeared.

After the flames died down, only a handful of black ash remained in her palm.

Ling Shurui was surprised to find that his wife's originally gloomy complexion had recovered its former spirit in a short period of time.

"Old Ling, I suddenly feel... not uncomfortable anymore, and not cold anymore!"

He Qing carefully placed the ashes on a napkin and gently wrapped it up.

She stood up, a smile spreading across her face: "I'm really alright, could it be...?"

"When did Yu Chen meet with Patriarch Gu? Did he mention the family situation to Patriarch Gu?" Ling Shurui supported her. "Since this talisman has restored your health... we can say that we owe Gu Chen a favor."

“Indeed, that marriage with the Gu family…” He Qing hesitated, “But why does Mr. Yue insist that Feifei marry into the family?”

Ling Shurui sighed: "They probably don't know our family's situation. Although Feifei is an adopted daughter, she has everything she needs... it's just Qinghuan."

His voice choked with emotion as he spoke, "If Qinghuan hadn't remained unconscious, I wouldn't have agreed to exchange Feifei for Yue Jinsheng..."

Suddenly, as if they had thought of something, the two of them couldn't help but look at the remaining talisman on the table.

The Ling couple, looking at each other in bewilderment, almost simultaneously blurted out, "Qinghuan!"

The two hurriedly grabbed the talismans and ran outside.

On the other side, in a dark and spacious room.

A person cloaked in black stood in the empty hall, with several flawless white finger bones floating in front of him.

It radiates a soft, luminous glow.

A hoarse voice, indistinguishable in gender, suddenly rang out.

"...Ah, is that you back?"

"The divine shaman... Wu Zhao!"