Seeing Tianji Zi's solemn expression, Su Lang was taken aback for a moment, then he couldn't help but laugh.
"It's not the first time you've said something like this to me, but now, aren't I still alive?"
Tianji Zi had divined his fortune at least five times before, and each time, he said it was very dangerous.
And the truth was just as Tianji Zi said, Su Lang encountered a great crisis.
But every time when Su Lang was about to die, his potential would erupt, and he would show his power and kill all the enemies.
After a while, when Su Lang heard similar words from Tian Jizi again, he naturally didn't take it seriously.
"The situation this time may be ten times or even a hundred times more dangerous than usual. It's better to be cautious and leave Qing Ling as soon as possible!" Tianji Zi said solemnly.
"That won't do. I'm about to hold a wedding, I can't leave Qing Ling."
"This danger is very likely to come from the wedding. This wedding can't be held. Leave quickly." Tianji Zi persuaded.
"I've made up my mind, no need to say anymore."
"I know that those guys came to Qing Ling's side. They're just small fries. If they dare to come out and cause trouble, I'll make sure that they won't be able to leave." Su Lang said with a disdainful smile.
"Sigh …" Tianji Zi saw Su Lang's expression and understood that persuasion was useless, so he could only sigh deeply.
.....
After Su Lang finished shopping, he returned to the apartment.
His subordinates also sent him news.
An Ying was found, but he became stupid and couldn't say anything.
When Su Lang heard this news, he immediately confirmed that it was done by those enemies who heard the news and came to Qing Ling.
At that time, An Ying was prepared to deal with two small fries, but looking at the situation, it was obvious that An Ying underestimated the enemy and fell in the hands of the small fries.
An Ying was incompetent, and Su Lang was very disappointed in him.
However, An Ying was his subordinate, and now that An Ying was in trouble, it was tantamount to slapping his face.
No matter what, Su Lang would get back at him.
Of course, now was not the time.
Su Lang's top priority now was to solve the problem of money.
Without money, how could the wedding go on?
Moreover, he promised Yang Jingwan that he would get the wedding dress back today.
— —
In the afternoon.
Wang Haoran took some time to visit Yang Jingwan's workplace.
During the break, Yang Jingwan took Wang Haoran to an empty reception room and stayed there for a while.
After Wang Haoran received a small reward, he asked, "Is work going well? Did anyone bully you?"
The reason why he only received a small reward was because he only gave Su Lang half a hat.
Because Su Lang had a special skill, he could tell if Yang Jingwan was still a blank piece of paper.
If Su Lang wore this hat, Su Lang would definitely find out.
He planned to give Su Lang a fatal blow at the wedding, so he didn't want to alert the enemy now.
Yang Jingwan's face was red. After rinsing her mouth with water, she replied,
"After the old witch left, everyone thought that I had a backer and no one dared to bully me anymore. Even the new branch manager was very polite when he saw me."
"That's good," Wang Haoran nodded and suddenly asked, "Why did you marry Su Lang back then?"
"I'm annoyed when you mention it," Yang Jingwan rubbed her sore mouth and complained, "My family was quite rich before, but for some reason, more than a year ago, a lot of unlucky things happened in a row, so my parents went to the fortune-teller to have a look."
The more she spoke, the angrier she got. "The fortune-teller said that my family's bad luck was all because of me. Because I cursed my parents, in order to break it, I had to marry a man with a specific destiny."
"My parents were obsessed and actually believed it. According to the fortune-teller's guidance, they found a homeless man …"
"That homeless man was Su Lang?" Wang Haoran asked.
"Of course it was him," Yang Jingwan said angrily.
Hearing this, Wang Haoran fell into deep thought.
Su Lang had been the son-in-law of the Yang family for a year. His identity as the God of War couldn't have been created during this time.
He must have been the God of War a year ago.
But Su Lang appeared in front of the Yang family as a homeless man. There was obviously something wrong with this.
"Have you ever thought that this might be a conspiracy?" Wang Haoran suddenly said to Yang Jingwan.
"Conspiracy?" Yang Jingwan was shocked. "You mean, my parents deliberately framed me?"
"That's not it. Maybe your parents were also deceived. Maybe there's something wrong with the fortune-teller."
"Then you mean, Su Lang bribed the fortune-teller? But that's not possible. After I married Su Lang, although my family didn't become rich again, our bad luck was gone. It seems that the fortune-teller is quite skilled. "
"Think about it a little deeper. Maybe your family's bad luck was secretly caused by someone?"
After Yang Jingwan heard this, the more she thought about it, the more scared she became. Her heart was in a mess.
"When you get home, ask your parents about the details. Then you can tell me and I'll help you analyze it."
"Okay," Yang Jingwan nodded.
—
Afternoon.
Cheng Rui came out of Ma Hongsheng's room and prepared to go back to her room to rest.
As soon as she closed the door, she suddenly realized there were two more people in the room.
One of them was the mysterious man she had seen before, and the other was a man whose face was as ugly as a devil's.
Cheng Rui was shocked. She wanted to open her mouth and scream for help.
But the mysterious man was like a ghost. In the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of her and placed his hand on her neck.
Cheng Rui couldn't make a sound and couldn't move her body.
"Be quiet. I won't hurt you. I just want to talk to you about something. If you agree, blink your eyes," Su Lang said.
After a short period of shock, Cheng Rui, who had an excellent psychological quality, quickly calmed down. She blinked and responded to Su Lang.
"Very good." Su Lang retracted his hand.
Cheng Rui was able to speak and regain her mobility.
"Who are you?" Cheng Rui asked cautiously.
"You don't need to know this. You just need to understand that no matter what kind of crisis you face, I can guarantee your safety," Su Lang said lightly.
"I'm just an ordinary little woman who knows her place. Who would want to deal with me?" Cheng Rui said slowly.
"In this situation, you can still be so calm. From this point of view, you're not an ordinary woman," Tianji Zi said. "On the contrary, you're a very ambitious woman who will do anything to achieve her goals. If you were born in ancient times, you would definitely be a poison queen who would cause chaos in the palace."
Speaking of this, Tianji Zi suddenly sighed. "It's just a pity …"
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