She was tricked into marriage for three years, then remarried a childless, tough guy and became preg

Gu Siming stared at Shen Tang for a few seconds, then waved his hand behind him:

"All of you, get out."

The men dispersed, and Gu Siming looked at Shen Tang.

"Tell me, what do you mean?"

"I don't sing live, but I can sell you this song. I have many other songs that will guarantee your dance hall is packed."

Gu Siming touched the gold watch on his wrist and smiled:

"What's your name?"

"Little Jasmine," Shen Tang said casually.

"Hahaha... Little Jasmine, what a lovely little Jasmine."

Gu Siming burst into laughter, realizing that she had just made up the name on the spot, and found her even more amusing.

"Name your price," Gu Siming said.

"Shall we talk in private?" Shen Tang asked, tilting her head.

"Good, that takes guts."

Gu Siming led Shen Tang into the office.

"Wine or tea?" Gu Siming asked with a smile.

"No need to trouble yourself."

Shen Tang glanced at the wine cabinet and sat down on the sofa.

Gu Siming sat down opposite her.

Shen Tang said, "I have to add a condition. You can use the song, for as long as you want. But the copyright still belongs to me. It needs to be written into the contract."

"Copyright?" Gu Siming narrowed his eyes. "Just who are you?"

It's unbelievable that a woman would know about "copyright".

"From the performing arts troupe," Su Tang said casually.

Gu Siming put his legs down and stared at her, saying:

"A performing arts troupe? Are the salaries in performing arts troupes very low? Do they all need to earn extra money?"

Su Tang did not answer him, and continued:

"There's one more thing: a confidentiality agreement. You're not allowed to disclose my personal information, otherwise, I'll revoke all the rights to my songs and sell them to other nightclubs."

Gu Siming sized up the woman in front of him. She looked to be only eighteen or nineteen, maybe twenty years old, yet she was so sharp-minded.

"I'll let you try this song first. It's 100 yuan, pay upfront. If you like it, I'll provide you with other songs. I'll go back and draft the contract, and next time you come, we can sign it directly. How about it?"

Shen Tang raised her chin and looked at Gu Siming.

"One hundred yuan?" Gu Siming frowned and tapped his fingers on the back of his hand.

Shen Tang smiled slightly and stood up. "If Mr. Gu feels it's not worth it, then forget it."

"Okay, deal." Gu Siming didn't hesitate any longer.

Shen Tang wrote down the lyrics and music for the song, and Gu Siming immediately took out one hundred yuan.

"If you can't sing, I can teach you, but it depends on my schedule."

Gu Siming nodded.

Shen Tang stood up, put the money away, and said, "Goodbye, Boss Gu."

Gu Siming took a bottle of wine from the wine cabinet and handed it to Shen Tang, "It's for you."

Shen Tang looked at the red wine in front of her but did not reach for it.

Gu Siming smiled and said, "I don't drink, so it's just sitting there anyway. Does Miss Jasmine find it offensive?"

"Thank you!" Shen Tang reached out and took it, then stuffed it into the cloth bag.

Shen Tang walked out of the dance hall in a great mood.

She glanced back at the three characters "Paramount" above the door, patted the red wine in her bag, and walked back.

*

"Young lady, would you like your fortune told?"

Su Tang walked to a willow tree, where an old Taoist priest stroked his beard and asked her a question.

Shen Tang turned and glanced at him. He had an ordinary appearance, but his eyes were very bright.

He wore a faded dark blue Taoist robe, and his gray hair was tied into a bun on top of his head with a wooden hairpin.

There were several copper coins on the ground in front of him.

Shen Tang originally didn't believe in these things, but since she herself had transmigrated, what else couldn't she believe?

She walked over and sat on the small stool opposite her.

"How do we calculate it?"

The Taoist priest smiled and handed her the copper coins.

Shen Tang casually scattered the copper coins in his hand onto the ground.

"Should I have my marriage prospects predicted, my future career prospects inquired about, or my health?"

"Healthy," Shen Tang said.

Shen Tang took it lightly, thinking that few of these street fortune tellers had any real skills.

Most of them have read a few books, said some ambiguous things, and then went out to make money.

The old Taoist priest lowered his eyes to look at the divination result, and his eyes, which had been half-closed, widened.

He glanced down at the divination result, then looked up at Shen Tang, his gaze lingering on her face.

Shen Tang smiled: "Just being mysterious."

"Having taken over someone else's body, with seven souls and six spirits, one of your souls hasn't even landed," the old Taoist priest said, looking at her. "It's very dangerous."

Shen Tang subtly retracted his fingers. Could it be that he actually guessed correctly?

She laughed and said, "Are you saying I'm some kind of possessed ghost or monster?"

The old Taoist priest's expression was serious. He gently shook his head and said, "If you have outstanding debts, you'll inevitably get involved. There are people here who owe you money."

"Oh?" The first person Shen Tang thought of was Lu Jingshen.

"Has it been fully repaid?"

"No," the old Taoist priest said firmly.

Shen Tang's eyes turned serious. Could it be Huo Xiuyuan?

Then she chuckled to herself, realizing how fickle she had been, actually believing the old Taoist's nonsense.

"Is there any solution to the problem of my soul?"

Shen Tang knew that his real purpose was to get you to spend money on things.

The old Taoist priest took a wooden bracelet out of his cloth bag and handed it to Shen Tang.

Shen Tang smiled slightly.

really.

"How much?"

The old Taoist priest held up one finger.

"Ten yuan?" Shen Tang asked, her appetite quite large.

"One cent," the old Taoist priest said calmly.

"One cent?" Shen Tang thought she had misheard.

The old Taoist priest nodded slightly. "Young lady, remember to carry it with you at all times, so that you may be safe."

Shen Tang looked at the bracelet in her hand. It wasn't made of hardwood like sandalwood or red sandalwood; it was a very light wood, almost like plastic, but with strange patterns on it.

Shen Tang put the bracelet on her wrist and took out a dime to give to the old Taoist priest.

"Your descent from the mountain is to save the world. Let me say a word: your destined person is related to the safety of the nation. You will face a great calamity at the age of thirty, and evil will originate from the southwest."

"What do you mean?" Shen Tang frowned.

The old Taoist priest stood up and said no more.

"Heavenly secrets must not be revealed; please cherish them."

Shen Tang watched his figure walk away into the distance. Soon he reached the foot of the mountain, walked uphill, and disappeared into the dense forest.

If it weren't for the bracelet on her wrist, Shen Tang would have thought she was dreaming.

Shen Tang pondered the old Taoist's words again—

There are people she owes debts to here; she's here to repay them.

Her destined partner will experience a major calamity in his thirties, and this calamity will be related to the safety of the country.

The accident occurred in the southwest.

Huo Xiuyuan.

After integrating this information, Shen Tang came to this conclusion.

However, one cannot completely trust the old Taoist priest's words; who knows if they are true or false?

Shen Tang was furious when she remembered Li Meihua saying that Huo Xiuyuan was going to her house for dinner and to get engaged to her.

She put her thoughts aside and walked towards the military compound.

As soon as Shen Tang reached the bottom of the dormitory building, she heard a commotion and quickly went up the stairs.

A crowd had gathered outside their dormitory.

"What are you doing? What right do you have to throw Shen Tang's things?"

Zhao Wenjing shoved Geng Yan, causing her to stumble.

Shen Tang then noticed the bedding and pillows scattered on the floor.

"Shen Tang has contracted a disease! There are germs on the bedding; it's contagious," Geng Yan announced loudly.