Wealthy Heavenly Master[Transmigration Book]

Song Zhiguo was a little surprised that his youngest son actually made friends with Qi Yunjing's lover, but thinking that the Song family's luck is in full swing, it is normal for Song Ye to have these opportunities to make friends with people who Song Ye himself can't make friends with, although Wen Ran is just Qi Yunjing's partner is relying on Qi Yunjing not himself, but considering how much Qi Yunjing cares about Wen Ran, at least for now, Wen Ran is worth making friends with.

Hearing that Wen Ran likes the dim sum of the Song family's imperial cuisine, Song Zhiguo asked Song Ling who happened to be at home to make one for him. When Wen Ran followed Song Ye to the Song's house, he could smell the sweet smell before entering the door.

When Song Ye saw Song Ling who had just come out of the kitchen, he stepped forward and said, "Brother."

Song Ling nodded at him, then looked at Wen Ran with a polite smile: "Mr. Wen."

Wen Ran smiled and said, "You don't take the liberty to bother me, don't call me Mr. Wen, just call me Wen Ran, Mr. Wen, I always feel that I am old."

Song Ling couldn't help laughing, the servant at home just came out with freshly baked dim sum, Song Ling said: "Today, what I made is Jiuzhuanhuakai, nine kinds of blooming flowers, decorated with gold leaf, four kinds of sweet, four kinds of salty There is also a kind of pastry with meat paste added, which is a newly developed pastry, let’s see if it suits the taste.”

Wen Ran smiled and said: "Then I won't be polite." After speaking, he directly reached out and took it. A jade-white Melaleuca flower was placed in the middle, with layers of petals lifelike, but when you touch it, you can feel that kind of flower. It has a crispy touch, so be careful when handling it. With a little strength, you can crush the whole flower-shaped dessert.

The entrance is naturally very salty and fragrant. Although the meat paste is added, it is not greasy at all. It was crispy enough, but had no taste at all.

After taking a bite, Wen Ran said to Song Ling, "It's delicious! It's indeed a great skill to make food so delicious."

Song Ling smiled and said, "I'm also good at this. If you like it, you can come to play at home often in the future."

After Song Ling finished speaking, his mobile phone vibrated. He glanced at the caller and said to Song Ye, "Xiaoye, treat Mr. Wen well. I have something else to do, so excuse me."

Song Ye quickly said, "Understood, brother."

Wen Ran glanced at the beautiful and sweet pastry on the table, then looked away: "Let's go, let's go to your room."

Song Ye nodded: "My room is on the second floor, this way please."

Wen Ran followed behind him, inspecting the furnishings of the entire house all the way, and said, "You have lived here since you were a child, have you ever changed places?"

Song Ye hummed: "I've lived here since I can remember. I originally wanted to live on campus in college, but my father didn't agree. I didn't allow me to live outside until I was a junior, but I have to come back every week for dinner. Everyone in our family There must be a family day on Monday, no matter how busy we are, we all have to have a meal together."

Song Ye's room isn't too big, but it's not too small either. The furnishings in the room are very simple, most of which are rows of books on the wall shelves, and a few architectural models that seem to be made by himself, Wen Ran said : "Is this your interest?"

Song Ye nodded: "Well, I've liked these since I was a child, the construction of houses, the decoration of the house, so I occasionally put together some models."

As for why he didn't choose to study architecture but chose business, you don't need to ask. In this family, Song Ye should have no right to choose.

After turning around the room, Wen Ran said: "There is something under your mattress, open it and have a look."

Song Ye was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously followed what Wen Ran said. After he lifted the mattress, there was indeed something under it, but when he saw the thing under the mattress, Song Ye remembered: "This is what my father gave me when I was a child." Big Brother and Second Brother both have safety bags."

Wen Ran: "When I gave it to you, did you ask you not to open it or lose it, and even asked you to wear it next to your body for several years before you were allowed to take it off and put it here?"

Song Ye nodded: "Yes, I don't remember when my father gave it to me. Anyway, I wore this safety bag until I was ten years old. When I was ten years old, my father asked me to take it off and put it under the mattress."

Wen Ran said: "The same goes for your brother's?"

Song Ye thought about it, and was a little uncertain: "It should be."

Wen Ran: "Can I go to your brother's room and have a look?"

Song Ye said: "The eldest brother's is not very good, I haven't been to his room very much, but the second brother's is okay, it happens that he is not at home now."

The two came to Song Cheng's room and found a safety bag under Song Cheng's mattress. Wen Ran asked Song Ye to take out Song Cheng's safety bag, and then returned to Song Ye's room and asked him to put the two bags together. Safety bags are opened.

After seeing the contents clearly, Song Ye didn't know what his expression was, but it must be quite ugly.His second brother's safety bag contained very ordinary yellow talisman paper and red cinnabar. Although the talisman paper and cinnabar had become somewhat dim due to the years, it could be seen that this was a common safety talisman. , is also yellow talisman paper, but it is not cinnabar, but dark brown, which looks like blood.

Wen Ran said: "Don't doubt it, this is blood, or your own blood."

Song Ye felt his hair stand on end for a while, and the air-conditioning in the house seemed to have dropped several degrees. He shivered a little from the cold: "What... is this?"

Wen Ran: "Your brother's is an ordinary peace talisman, and yours, in layman's terms, is a fortune talisman, a blood sacrifice talisman."

Song Ye tried hard to understand the literal meaning: "Transfer? Is it to transfer my good luck to them?" So this is why the Song family raised him?

Wen Ran smiled when she heard the words: "No, it's transferring the Song family's good luck to you."

Song Ye was stunned and even more confused: "What do you mean? Why do you want to do this?"

Wen Ran explained: "You can think of luck as a kind of mist that everyone carries around. Some people have a thick mist while others have a thin mist. When passing by, the two kinds of mist are different from each other. But if you live under the same roof and have been in contact for a long time, what kind of changes will you say the fog will have?"

Song Ye: "Fusion?"

Wen Ran nodded: "Although luck can't be said to be completely integrated with other people's, but with more contact, it will always be intertwined and affect each other."

Song Ye: "Then why did you give it to me?"

Wen Ran: "There is an idiom to describe it, although it is not so exact, the power of words is terrifying, even metal can be melted, this is the brilliance of this matter."

"The potted plants of the Song family, if I guess correctly, have not been moved for many years. They are Fengshui formations, including the Jiwei Building, and even a large Fengshui formation, which can make the entire Song family grow again. Although the Song family did have the inheritance of the royal chef, they also used this kind of heresy to make a fortune. Bad things always have to pay a price. The Song family has enjoyed the benefits, and the price is natural They are the ones who bear it, and if the people of the Song family are unwilling to bear this kind of price, they must find someone to replace them, and this person can't be just anyone, it must be someone who has something to do with the Song family, such as you."

Song Ye looked at the two talismans spread out, and listened carefully to Wen Ran's words.

Wen Ran said: "You are not from the Song family, but Song Zhiguo introduced you as an illegitimate child. It is very likely that your two elder brothers and even Mrs. Song are also being kept secret by him. Knowing it, the invisible power traction exists. You have become a person who is closely connected with the Song family, but has nothing to do with them. This talisman requires you to wear it for a long time, stain your breath, and use your blood. In the same way, all the luck of the Song family has been transferred to you. Because you are closely connected with the Song family, let alone sharing luck, you can support the Song family to the greatest extent. Once the formation backfires, you Said who it will be backfired on."

Song Ye clenched his fists tightly: "Mine."

Wen Ran: "But you have no direct relationship with the Song family. If luck affects the Song family, then Song Zhiguo only needs to stand up and announce your identity and drive you out of the house. It's over, the Song family only needs to find a way to engage in other heretics, or find the next person who can be used, and there is no need to pay too much for it."

For the first time, Song Ye felt that this world was strange and terrifying. In 17 years, he had been in the Song family for 17 years. Since he was brought to the Song family at the age of three, Song Zhiguo had already started his layout plan. How scary a person is, can he Treating a living person like a pawn for so many years.

After a while, Song Ye recovered his voice: "Master Wen, can this matter be solved?"

Wen Ran said: "Yes, but you can't remove it completely. In the past 17 years, the wealth you have enjoyed in the Song family is not fake, and the entanglement of luck for such a long time is not so easy to separate. When you After returning the things that should belong to the Song family, the first thing to do is to announce your identity, let the outside world know that you have nothing to do with the Song family, stay away from the Song family, and the rest depends on your own fate , your life is good, the wealth you have enjoyed for so many years is something you can afford, and your life in the future may be a little more ordinary. If your life is not good, if you enjoy what your life cannot bear, it is equivalent to overdrafting what you should have. Then the future is very likely to be poorer. Of course, you can choose to continue to maintain it. No one knows when the Song family's formation will be backlashed. Maybe it will be backlashed when you are old, or maybe tomorrow, you can bet a handful."

All this made Song Ye feel confused. Even before Wen Ran came, he had prepared for the worst psychologically, but when the truth of the matter was revealed, he realized that all the preparations were just his own wishful thinking. The home of more than ten years, the family of more than ten years, at this moment, all his cognitions have been subverted, this reality is too difficult to accept.

He couldn't make a decision in the first place, and Wen Ran didn't urge him, but only asked him to go to him after thinking about it.Before leaving, he rejected Song Ling's enthusiastic persuasion, but took away the packaged snacks. He was going to take the Song family's car, but Qi Yunjing somehow knew he was here, so he even sent a car to pick him up. She was supposed to go back to Qi's house this week, so she got into the car without any hesitation.

After returning to Qi's house, seeing Qi Yunjing watering the vegetable garden, Wen Ran handed the food box to the servant and walked over: "It's quite leisurely."

Qi Yunjing raised his head and smiled slightly at him.

To be honest, at that moment, Wen Ran did feel like being hit. Qi Yunjing, who was wearing home clothes, lost a sharp breath, his brows and eyes were gentle and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth. Seeing such a Qi Yunjing is indeed a bit overwhelming.

Wen Ran coughed lightly, turned his gaze to the lush vegetable garden, and said, "I went to Song's house today, and I brought back some snacks."

Qi Yunjing's tone was calm: "I know."

Wen Ran stared at him: "Don't you feel ashamed that all I eat is at someone else's house?"

Qi Yunjing turned his head to look at him: "Tell me what you want to eat next time, and I'll get it for you."

Wen Ran rolled her eyes, turned her head and left.

Qi Yunjing chuckled behind him, the awkward Wen Xiaoran was also very cute.