Shocking! A master of metaphysics has been mind-reading!

Xia Wange remembered that Zhao Wan had told her before that the person who had passed away was her mother's classmate, who was only in his fifties and still very young. When he passed away, he was wearing a red suit and was going to attend some kind of celebration, but he suffered a sudden heart attack and passed away.

May Xiaxia live to be a hundred: [On the seventh day after her death, wear a red suit. Be careful.]

Wanwan, who became rich overnight: [Don't worry, I'm more resentful than a ghost right now. I submitted my application yesterday, but it failed! Haha. By the way, how's the jade you dug up last time?]

Xiaxia Lives a Long and Healthy Life: [It's quite nice, a good item. Thank you for the generous gift, rich lady. I'll send you a guaranteed success charm from afar, at a friendly price of 200.]

Wanwan became rich overnight: [As long as it works, that's fine. My mom said, if you can find it, it's yours.]

[Transfer 200]

I'm resubmitting, please give me some support!

Xia Wange smiled, accepted the money, sent a blessing, and then casually donated 200.

Zhao Wan initially advised her that since she was studying law, she should take up the weapon of law to fight. However, not long after she graduated, the other party came to ask her if she had any way to kill that heartless scumbag who abandoned his wife!

Thinking of this, Xia Wange smiled and clicked on the picture again, wanting to make a few teasing remarks. However, she was stunned when she saw a person in the corner of the picture.

Isn't that the lucky guy we met last time, Zhang Song's boss?

After a moment of stunned silence, Xia Wange truly realized how urgent Zhao Wan's time was. Normally, if she saw a handsome guy like Boss Zhang Song, she would have already sent him a message. But it would be soon.

Sure enough, Xia Wange hadn't been waiting long before Zhao Wan, who had just submitted her paper, bombarded her with messages.

Wanwan became rich overnight: [Ahhh! Sister! Do you know who I saw?! A handsome man! A handsome man in a wheelchair, oh my god! It's the person in the top left corner of the photo I just sent you. Click on it and take a look. I won't dare to take another picture like that.]

Wanwan became rich overnight: [Do you know who he is?! He's from the Lu family in the east of the city! You rarely see him! I heard that because of his leg injury these past two years, the company moved to a better area and created a separate accessible park.]

Xia Wange pursed her lips. She didn't know much about the Lu family in the east of the city, but she knew that the family of the chosen one of destiny must be quite powerful, since he had already become so prosperous that he was starting to damage his own foundation.

Wanwan's overnight fortune: [Sister, I just found out that my mom's suddenly deceased old classmate was actually the unofficial uncle of that young CEO of the Lu family! Almost, I'm someone who can attend a funeral with young CEO Lu.]

Wanwan, who became rich overnight: [Wait, sister, why aren't you reacting? You don't know about the Lu family of Dongcheng, do you? That shouldn't be the case. You're more knowledgeable than most of the feng shui practitioners I've met. You should know about this circle.]

Xiaxia wishes you a long and healthy life: [There are jobs available, but I don't currently do the kind of jobs where I help people change their luck by arranging feng shui after losing two or three million or even tens of millions.]

Good jade and gemstones that can contain spiritual energy are hard to find, and good locations that can help jade absorb spiritual energy are even harder to find. She only recently found a place to cultivate her collection of jade, gemstones, tourmaline and the like so that they can be reused.

Although her shop has only been open for a short time, she has a network of contacts she has built up over the years. Some companies that have lost millions of dollars have come to her to arrange feng shui to change their fortunes, but Xia Wange has refused them all. She feels that it is not worthwhile to do such a thing.

She doesn't like to make money unless she's been harmed by someone.

Given the limited spiritual resources, she preferred to do things that saved lives, since the merits she had accumulated could only support her life for a little over a year.

I'll dedicate my energy to making money when I'm financially well-off.

Wanwan became rich overnight: [Wow, sister! I love your attitude of not bowing down to power and wealth!]

Xiaxia wishes you a long and healthy life: [Actually, no, it's just...]

Wanwan suddenly became rich: [I'm considered to have connections in the underworld now, so please look after me from now on. Okay, the cremation is done here, we need to get ready to leave.]

May Xiaxia live to be a hundred years old: [...]

She knew that Zhao Wan was a Schrödinger materialist.

Xia Wange didn't mention the young CEO Lu again. After all, getting close to the chosen one is a matter of fate, and having too much of a purpose will only bring bad luck. Besides, what she wanted to do was to divert the other person's luck.

Wanwan became rich overnight: [Forgot to ask, what have you been busy with lately?]

May Xiaxia live to be a hundred: [Helping a little girl break up with her ordinary boyfriend.]

Wanwan became rich overnight: [It's Xiao Huanxiong again. If only all men in the world were like CEO Lu—handsome, ruggedly handsome, and polite, albeit in an elite way, but still polite.]

Just as I was about to give him some instructions, the door was pushed open, and Zhang Song and Song's mother walked in.

Zhang Song and his mother hesitated for a moment, but Zhang Song spoke up, "Master, although we brought my sister with us, she is still skeptical. She just received a phone call and is still outside making the call. She said she would come in later."

Xia Wange: "It's okay, I'll talk to her."

She's not a god, so naturally she can't expect everyone to believe her unconditionally.

"Master, Master," Song Ma stepped forward, carefully took out a jewelry box, placed it on the table, and opened it. "Master, my son said you need jade or something, so I'm giving you this bracelet as a thank you for helping us resolve this matter."

Xia Wange initially wanted to refuse, but seeing that the jade bracelet the other party had taken out was of excellent quality and had actually absorbed a bit of spiritual energy, she said, "This bracelet, is it a family heirloom?"

"Yes, Master," said Song Ma, looking at the bracelet. "It was originally meant to be passed down to Yueyue, but if she really ends up with that man, I'd rather smash it!"

"The bracelet is very nice, but you should take it back and keep it safe. I'll talk to your daughter first. If you really need to sell it, then I'll borrow your bracelet for a while." Xia Wange said, then added, "When I return it to you, it might not be as clear, but since you're not planning to sell it, you can keep it for another ten years or so and get it back."

Song Ma was taken aback, "Master..."

"Let your daughter in," Xia Wange said.

She could easily see that these two were just afraid their daughter would say something impulsive, so they deliberately left her outside to wait and then came in to give her a heads-up.

A short while later, a simply dressed girl who looked to be around twenty-six years old walked in. She was quite pretty, but her demeanor was very different from the photos of her younger sister that Zhang Song had shown her before.

The woman in the photo is a sophisticated urban lady, exuding confidence and queen-like aura. Now, she seems a bit petty and timid.