My fortune telling is so accurate that big bosses from all walks of life begged me to come out.

Song Yizhi had already caught Mrs. Song's pulse and found that there was no problem.

"I have a headache." Mrs. Song pressed her head, "I seem to..."

"Mrs. Song, please rest for a while. I will handle the matters here." Li Xinglian said to Song Yizhi: "I also want to give Mr. Song a bowl of Fuhui water."

Song Yizhi: "Okay, I'll send it up."

After the giant insect left, Wei Qingfeng's body was still there.

Or rather, corpses.

Li Xinglian called the special team and asked them to come over and deal with it.

If it were an ordinary case, killing someone and exploding the body would definitely cause panic.

The special team removed the body with ease.

Zhou Yan: "Parasite? What about the bugs?"

"It ran away." Li Xing said, "When I wanted to kill it, an invisible wind blade saved it. Do you know who it was?"

"Invisible wind blade?" Zhou Yan frowned slightly, "It seems a bit familiar."

"Who is it?" Li Xinglian asked.

Zhou Yanwei said: "This, suddenly asked, I can't remember.

Can’t Miss Li figure it out? "

"If you want to deduce divination, you must have a physical medium." Li Xinglian said helplessly: "That's just a gust of wind, nothing can be predicted."

"I'll think about it when I go back. If I figure it out, I'll tell you as soon as possible!" Zhou Yan said.

Li Xinglian nodded, "Sorry to trouble you."

After seeing off the special team, Aunt Zhang looked at the broken window and the blood on the ground and sighed.

Mrs. Song was leaning on the sofa, as if recalling her past.

When Song Yizhi came down from upstairs, Mrs. Song opened her eyes and looked at him complicatedly.

Song Yizhi pursed his lips, thinking that she was driving him away, and said, "I'm leaving now."

"Don't," Mrs. Song said in a tangled and painful tone, "I don't know why, I have always treated him as my son all these years and ignored your feelings. I..." Li Xinglian explained: "It's the parasite that has confused your mind."

Song Yizhi lowered his eyes.

Even if the parasite confuses Mrs. Song's mind.

But the damage has been done, and over time, only the scars remain.

Mrs. Song burst into tears and kept saying: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, my child..."

Saying that, Mrs. Song hugged Song Yizhi and cried very sadly.

Song Yizhi clenched his palms, patted her back gently at the end, and said softly: "It's okay, it's all over."

All those days and nights of grievances turned into tears and fell to the ground.

……

Song Yizhi wanted to accompany Mrs. Song and asked the driver to take Li Xinglian away.

"Miss Li, why don't you stay for dinner." Mrs. Song persuaded her, "If it weren't for you this time, I don't know when I would wake up."

After waking up, Mrs. Song was gentle and elegant, and her eyes towards Li Xinglian were also much gentler.

Song Yizhi said: "Yes, let's stay and have a casual meal."

"I still have things to deal with when I get back." Li Xinglian said, "Let's make an appointment when we have time later."

"Then don't refuse me next time." Seeing Li Xinglian's insistence, Song Yizhi asked the driver to see her off.

The villa Li Xinglian bought is still under renovation.

She could only go back to Bo Beicheng.

"You are so happy today, what did you do?" Bo Beicheng asked her.

"I earned some decoration fees." Li Xinglian stretched, "Why are the decorations so slow? Are they being lazy?"

Bo Beicheng said calmly: "That house has not been occupied for a long time. It needs to be repaired as a whole." (End of Chapter)