The photo of Kou Yunfeng being arrested wearing a rose gold bracelet went viral on the Internet, causing the server to crash.
The bald programmer had no choice but to get up from the bed, and while he was working hard to modify the program, he kept cursing.
Why does this bastard have to make trouble online? Can’t he do it during the day?
Song Jingze slid down his slender white fingers, and his pupils contracted slightly when he saw the comments from netizens.
"Su Tang really got it right. She is really good at calculating. I suddenly feel so scared, and a chill goes down my spine."
"I won't allow anyone to miss out on watching the live broadcast this afternoon! Go to my personal homepage to watch the video!"
"Does anyone still doubt the authenticity of Su Tang's fortune-telling skills?"
"I have goose bumps all over my body. Others are marketers, but this girl is really good at calculating."
"Sister, can you bless me to pass level 4?"
So, Su Tang, who was still sleeping late at night, had tiny yellow lights floating around him, which were the wishes of the believers.
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Song Jingze pursed his lips and turned off his phone, trying hard to clear his mind, but he kept remembering the shadow he had just seen.
He didn't sleep the whole night.
Mother Song had a very refreshing sleep. After getting up, she stretched and hugged Su Tang who had just woken up. She said curiously, "Tangtang, Mom feels like she is younger."
Now that she has woken up, she is full of energy and no longer has the decadent feeling she had before.
Su Tang looked at Song's mother, whose face was full of joy and whose smooth cheeks she stroked with her fingers, and finally sighed in his heart.
Even though she has a heart now, she still doesn't quite understand the psychological cues of humans.
Human beings are indeed the most complex species in the world.
After washing up, Song's mother went downstairs with Su Tang. She was shocked when she saw the large black spots on her second son's face.
"Jingze, what's wrong with you?" she asked in a trembling voice.
Song Jingze had a grim expression on his face and didn't say anything. Song Hanyu, who was sitting next to him, had a distressed look on her face. She ran to the kitchen to get him an egg, and carefully rolled the egg on the dark circles under his eyes.
Song Jingsi was moved to see this scene of brother and sister being friendly and respectful, then turned around and said sarcastically: "Look, the biological sister doesn't care, but the sister who is not related by blood is busy running around."
"Even if he is my biological child, he has been raised by outsiders for so many years, so his selfish and despicable character has long been determined."
Hearing this, Su Tang had a blank expression on his face, Song's mother frowned, and Song's father reached for the seven wolves at his waist with a grim face.
This stupid third son deserves to be beaten!
Seeing this, Song Jingsi's indignant expression turned into panic. He was just speaking in a sarcastic tone and forgot that his father was still at home.
Su Tang served a bowl of porridge to Song's mother and father, and said slowly: "What's the point of rolling eggs on him now? I've said it before, he has the aura of death, and something is targeting him."
When Song Jingze heard this, he suddenly looked up with a very complicated expression, but Song Jingsi rolled his eyes.
"It's a new era now, and everything is based on science. Fraudulent charlatans like you are no longer popular. Only fools believe them," he said.
After saying this, Song Jingze, who was about to ask for a solution, pursed his lips and lowered his head.
He must have seen it wrong last night. How could there really be...ghosts in this world?
Moreover, he has never done anything wrong, and no patient under his care has ever died. Why would ghosts bother him?
"Song Jingze, you still have one day. Come to me tomorrow morning at the latest. If you are late, even I can't save you." Su Tang said.
Her voice was cold and indifferent, which made people feel frightened for some reason.
Even Song Jingsi, who always liked to contradict her, stopped talking. With a complicated expression, he looked at his second brother who seemed to be thinking about something.
Did he really experience something that science cannot explain?
"I always feel that the porridge this morning is so delicious. It seems different from what I drank before." Song's mother scooped a spoonful of white porridge that looked no different from before and put it into her mouth.
Father Song nodded: "I think so too, it's fragrant, sweet and soft, and my mind seems to become clearer after drinking it."
Hearing what his parents said, Song Jingsi also scooped a spoonful of porridge from the bowl. He frowned and muttered, "There's no difference."
Su Tang glanced at him indifferently. When she was serving porridge to her father and mother Song just now, she added a little bit of her divine power into it.
Divine power is a great tonic for ordinary people.
After breakfast, Su Tang returned to his room to digest the divine power he had gained last night. Father Song went to work while Mother Song played cards with the other ladies.
The only people left in the living room were Song Jingsi, who was taking a break after his tour of various countries, Song Hanyu, who was implicated by Kou Yunfeng's public opinion, and Song Jingze, who took a leave of absence today because he was not in good spirits.
The atmosphere between the three people was very silent, and they were all thinking about what Su Tang had just said.
Song Jingze pursed his lips and lowered his head, his brows were tightly wrinkled into a "川" shape, and his hands at his sides were clenched into fists.
He has always been a materialist, but what he saw last night was indeed real.
He couldn't fool his own brain!
"Second brother, don't worry. Maybe Su Tang said that just now to attract your attention and scare you." Song Hanyu said softly.
Song Jingsi on the side nodded frantically, his face full of approval.
"She must be playing tricks to get your attention, brother, we must not fall into her trap."
Neither of them believed it, except for the person involved, Song Jingze, who had a sullen face and said nothing.
"Brother, if it doesn't work, I can ask around for you to see if there are any friends who are familiar with this field." Song Hanyu said.
Song Jingze nodded slightly, his voice hoarse: "Okay."
Seeing that he really believed Su Tang's nonsense, Song Jingsi's face was full of outrage. The second brother has always been the smartest one in the family, why is he starting to act stupid now?
A hint of coldness flashed across Song Hanyu's eyes. He hurried back to his room and called his agent, asking him to find someone who could play the role of a Taoist priest.
Even though she watched the live broadcast of Tao Sha’s incident yesterday, she still didn’t believe that Su Tang could tell fortunes. If he really could, why didn’t he first figure out that she was the Song family’s biological daughter?
Shen Yan told her that this little bitch had never done any calculations since she was a child, but she seemed like a different person after going to Luling Mountain.
In the afternoon, the fake Taoist priest came to the Song family villa.
He was holding a cheap necromancer in his hand, wearing a yellow Taoist robe, and muttering something while slashing around with the copper coin sword in his hand.
Su Tang was standing on the stairs on the second floor, watching the performance below coldly. At this moment, Song Hanyu raised her head, looked at her mockingly with bags under her eyes, and lip-synced to her.
"Su Tang, the scheme you set up is going to bear fruit for me."
That’s right, she had always thought that the theory of death energy was a setup.
Seeing the lip shape, Su Tang curled the corners of his lips into a sneer and turned back to his room.
Song Jingze was unwilling to believe her and would suffer even more tonight.
After the ritual downstairs was finished, Song Hanyu hurried forward to express his gratitude: "Thank you, Taoist Wang. Is the evil spirit in my second brother still there?"
"Don't worry, he is clean now. With my blessing, Xi Sui will never get close to him. It's just that there is a minion of his in your house, living in the southeast of the second floor."
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