As one of the top wealthy families in the western administrative region, the Jiang family's every move is watched closely. However, the Jiang family has always kept a low profile. The last time they hosted a banquet for guests was two years ago. It was Jiang Sijin's 18th birthday ceremony. When they walked around the banquet venue, they saw that all the guests were well-known figures, some of whom were familiar faces often seen on TV news.
Not long after the New Year, invitations were suddenly sent out. The reason for the banquet was still Jiang Sijin's birthday. Everyone privately speculated about the Jiang family's intention and felt that it was related to the little princess's lifelong event. She is the little princess that the whole Jiang family holds in their hands. Although having too many brothers above her is a big problem, marrying her will be a step up to the top!
There are more than one or two people who are attracted to me.
But this has nothing to do with Jing Ling. He just went there and waited for the Jiang family to find a perfect excuse for his skills. Yes, he doesn't have to rack his brains, others will think of it for him.
When he first came to this world, he searched through the original owner's memory and found that except for his appearance, he was just an ordinary person. But when he saw Xiao Hui in Changchu Mountains, a memory suddenly came back to his mind, about an unknown old man and a special teaching.
Jing Ling was wondering at the time, was this the result of the system trying to correct the world for her at the last moment? After all, when he was doing missions in the past, every time he arrived in a new world, the system would arrange a new identity for him, and there would be no problem at all. That's why he suspected that it was the system's work this time. After all, the accident happened too suddenly. It's possible that the system was trying its best to arrange a way out for him, but for some reason, it got the gender wrong and hid a memory.
But things have already happened, there is no point in worrying about them.
Now that you are here, make yourself comfortable.
After two days of classes after reporting for the new semester, it was already Friday. Jing Ling had greeted Jing Qiu before, and then asked Shen Ze to help book the plane ticket. After the latter knew where he was going, he was very worried about him, but he couldn't stop him. He could only tell him earnestly to be careful and not to drink anything given by strangers, etc...
Jing Ling was speechless after hearing this, "Do you think I'm a little girl who knows nothing?"
Shen Ze emphasized, “No little girl is as pretty as you!”
Jing Ling, "...You win. I'll pay attention, don't worry."
The flight from Qincheng to Lanzhou Mingchuan was at 5 pm and arrived on time at 8:15 pm. Because registration required document inspection, Jing Ling did not wear a human skin mask as exaggeratedly as before this time. He only wore a wig and sunglasses. The effect was unexpectedly good and no one recognized him along the way.
Jiang Sijin's birthday party is on Saturday night. There was still a whole day left, and Jing Ling was not in a hurry at all. After putting the gifts in the hotel room, he went out for a stroll at his leisure.
Mingchuan is the center of Lanzhou, and it goes without saying that it is very bustling and prosperous. The night hangs over the city, neon lights support a city that never sleeps, and the shop cabinets along the street are brightly lit, creating a luxurious and gorgeous world. The climate in the northwest is still cold in March, but when you walk along the long main street and arrive at the square, you will still see many people out and about, and of course there are also many small vendors doing business.
Jing Ling wandered around and was about to leave when the girl on the bench next to him suddenly called him.
"Hey, handsome guy, how about a fortune-telling?" The girl said in a clear and pleasant voice, and quickly added, "It's free."
There is no free lunch in the world, this is what most people think. But Jing Ling was an exception. He was fearless. He stopped and turned to look at the girl, smiling and asked, "Because I'm pretty?"
Girl: “…”
There was a silence for a few seconds. The girl couldn't help laughing. "Actually, I tell fortunes based on fate, but good-looking people are usually destined to be together. Although your entire face is almost covered, I can tell from my years of experience that you must have an excellent bone structure."
"Do you mind if I sit here?" Jing Ling pointed to the empty seat next to him. Seeing the girl nodded in agreement, he sat down.
"What's the algorithm? Palmistry, face reading or fortune telling?" he asked.
The girl tilted her head and looked at him. "You seem to know a lot. These three are common and are also the most popular ones used by street scammers. But I'm different. I have a unique skill passed down from my family. I can see the short future with just a pair of eyes."
Jing Ling's focus was a little skewed, "Why is it short-term and not long-term?"
The girl didn't care about being questioned, "Life is a journey full of uncertainties. If I can see the ending, I'm not a human but a god."
"What about my future? What do you see?" Jing Ling stopped asking about that topic and instead brought up the original intention of staying.
Hearing this, the girl's eyes fell steadily on his face. She had a pair of beautiful almond-shaped eyes with slightly upturned corners, showing her cuteness. But at this moment, when their eyes met, it gave people an inexplicable feeling of depth.
"There will be some minor troubles on your way to the southwest, and it is also your destiny." After a long time, the girl withdrew her gaze, her face slightly paler than before, and you would not be able to notice it if you didn't look carefully.
Jing Ling couldn't help but find it a little funny. The term "minor trouble" is too general and does not count at all. As for "destined", that is even more far-fetched. Although I have adapted well to this identity, after all, it has only been less than a year, and the gap compared to the previous decades is still too big. Maybe one day in the future he will fall in love with a girl, but it won’t be now.
But the southwest is not wrong, isn’t the Jiang family in the southwest?
"Thank you, beautiful lady. It's getting late. If you have nothing to do, you should go home early. It's not safe to go home late." After he said that, he prepared to get up and leave. The girl next to him also stood up and shrugged, "It's time to go. See you again if we're lucky!"
"goodbye!"
However, the result was that the two people who had said goodbye to each other always took the same route, came to the same hotel, then stayed on the same floor, and finally stared at each other at the door of two adjacent rooms.
"What a coincidence!" Jing Ling said with a smile.
"What a coincidence indeed," the girl nodded, "My name is Yang Xinyao."
"Jing Ling."
When the girl heard his name, she was a little surprised and said, "It's you." This tone is not what a fan should say to their idol. Sure enough, the girl then added, "I've heard of you. I came here just for you. Let me introduce myself again. I'm the fourteenth generation descendant of the Dongfang Yang family, one of the five families."
Jing Ling was basically certain that this way of introduction was the same as the Bai family where Bai Ningxi was, and it belonged to the unscientific category of this world. It was undeniable that he was somewhat interested in this, but the corridor was not the place to talk.
"There is a restaurant on the sixth floor of the hotel. Would you be honored to invite Miss Yang to dinner?"
The other party readily agreed.
It’s called dinner, but in fact it’s already a midnight snack. The meal didn't take long, it was over in about twenty minutes. After all, they didn't know each other well and were just talking while eating. If the other person is of the same gender as him, Jing Ling would not go around in circles and would directly invite the person into the room.
After leaving the restaurant and returning to the guest room floor, they said good night to each other and went back to their rooms. Jing Ling took a quick shower, put on his bathrobe and fell on the bed. He fell asleep quickly while thinking about the news he had just heard from Yang Xinyao.
I got up early the next day, washed up, and went out for breakfast. When I opened the door, I ran into Yang Xinyao again. So the single person line became a double line. They met again at lunch later and decided to go to Jiang's house together in the afternoon.
It was soon past four in the afternoon. After Jing Ling had packed up, he waited for Yang Xinyao for another half an hour before they left the hotel together. The car I asked the waiter to call was already waiting at the door. After the two got in the car, the driver asked, "Where are you going?"
"Shangxian Mountain." Jing Ling replied. The Shangxian Mountain here does not refer to a real mountain, but to the group of villas at the foot of the mountain. Although it is not located in the city center where every inch of land is valuable, it is the undisputed top-notch real estate project in Mingchuan, where the powerful and wealthy gather, and it cannot be bought even if you have money.
The driver was about to say something, but Jing Ling added, "I know taxis are not allowed in there, just drive, and the reward will surely satisfy you."
Since he said so, the driver said no more and started the engine and drove southwest towards Shangxian Mountain. The traffic was smooth along the way and it took about 50 minutes to drive to the foot of the mountain. From a distance, I saw a checkpoint ahead, with two men in military uniforms standing guard.
The driver stopped the car twenty meters away. After paying 200 yuan for the ride, Jing Ling and Yang Xinyao got off the car. As they walked, Jing Ling joked, "Do you think they will let the taxi in if we hold two invitation cards?"
Yang Xinyao smiled and said, "Don't you see where this is? Not to mention two tickets, you can't get in even with twenty tickets. Oh, no, if there really were twenty tickets, you would probably be invited in." She emphasized the word "invite" when she said it.
As they were talking, the two had already walked to the checkpoint. Unsurprisingly, the guard stopped them. After seeing the invitation cards in the two's hands, he carefully checked them with a skeptical attitude, and after confirming that they were authentic, he let the two in.
After they were some distance away from the checkpoint, Jing Ling asked Yang Xinyao, "You should have friends here, so it's not difficult to borrow a car. Why do you want to take a taxi with me and enjoy this special treatment?"
The latter replied very honestly, "I'm bored."
At this time, Jing Ling's cell phone rang, and the caller ID showed that it was Jiang Sijin.
"Hello, Miss Jiang."
"I'm sorry, Jing Ling. I'm too busy here and don't have time to pick you up. I can only ask Sixth Brother to help arrange it. Where are you now? If you don't know the place, you can ask the driver who will pick you up."
Jing Ling replied calmly, "We're already at the foot of Shangxian Mountain and will be there soon." After that, they chatted briefly for a few more sentences and then hung up.
Then I heard Yang Xinyao say, "Look, little trouble."
Jing Ling didn't care. "They are just a bunch of sister-con people. It's to be expected."
Just as he finished speaking, he heard the roar of an engine behind him. A few seconds later, a sports car stopped next to the two of them. "Are you two going to the Jiang family?"
At this moment, Yang Xinyao suddenly leaned closer and whispered, "It's destined."
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