My Wife is a Psychic

A Heart Filled With Coldness

“What do we do now? Jiang Da, Jiang Er, Jiang Shan, what should we do? If anything happens to your father, how is our family going to live?” Yang Fen sat on the ox cart and wiped her tears. Her tears flowed down. She thought for a moment and cried again. “Jiang Shan, go to the academy and find your brother Jiang Si. He’s a scholar and can speak better.”

Jiang Si was studying in the town and was the hope of the Jiang family. Yang Fen also doted on Jiang Si the most and felt that he would have great prospects in the future.

“Yes, I know.” Jiang Shan nodded in agreement and then looked at Jiang Xi. “By the way, Jiang Xi, how did you borrow the ox cart from Uncle Chen? Usually, Uncle Chen loves this old bull so much that he doesn’t even let us touch him.” Jiang Shan looked at the old bull pulling the carriage in front of him curiously. He fed the old bull a handful of grass from time to time to make it walk faster. Hearing Jiang Shan’s words, the others also became curious and looked at Jiang Xi.

“Borrow? Borrow what? After I went to Uncle Chen’s house, they directly asked me what I was doing. I said I wanted to borrow an ox cart, and they lent it to me.” Jiang Xi said slowly. Uncle Chen’s family was quite easy to talk to, but the whole family stood outside the door and did not allow her to get close to the beam. When they heard that she wanted to borrow the ox cart, Uncle Chen’s family heaved a sigh of relief and pulled the ox cart out for her without a word.

“Why don’t I get this treatment? The last time I went to borrow Uncle Chen’s ox cart, I was severely scolded.” Jiang Er pouted, feeling very unhappy. Hearing Jiang Er’s complaint, Jiang Da and Jiang Shan glanced at him with a faint look. If Jiang Er had the courage to hang himself at any time, and if he had the luck so that he could not die no matter how he hung himself, Uncle Chen would also lend him the ox cart without hesitation.

The people of the Jiang family chatted as they hurried on their way. Their originally uneasy hearts gradually calmed down. When their ox cart arrived at the house where Jiang Guoyou was working, they saw a group of people surrounding the door of that family. There were sounds of people pointing everywhere, and they could vaguely hear things like how miserable it was, how much blood there was, and so on.

Yang Fen was so scared that her legs turned soft in an instant. She fell from the ox cart and rushed into the crowd with her hands and feet. “Hubby, hubby, don’t scare me…” Yang Fen shouted in a shrill voice. The surrounding onlookers were so scared that they shivered and quickly made way for Yang Fen.

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Jiang Xi walked to the back and glanced at the plaque on the door. It read, ‘Zhao mansion.’ It was said that this courtyard belonged to a large family in Jing City. This courtyard looked quite extravagant. Yang Shaoqun knew the butler of the Zhao family’s courtyard.

The butler had a bunch of work on hand, which was given to Yang Shaoqun. Yang Shaoqun had hired several brothers of the Jiang family to work for him. The pay was very low, and Yang Shaoqun had made a lot of money from the difference in price. He had also made things difficult for the Jiang brothers many times. It was said that Yang Kun had married the goddaughter of the Zhao family’s butler.

“Hubby! Who hurt my husband? Oh my God, how is our entire family going to live!” Yang Fen rushed in and hugged Jiang Guoyou, who was lying on the ground with a pale face. Jiang Guoyou was covered in blood. The sons of the Jiang family, who had rushed over later, were so frightened that their legs turned soft.

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“Who hurt your husband? It was your husband who was careless and hurt himself. Do you want to blame us? It’s fine if Jiang Guoyou refuses to leave, but he still wants to drag the rest of his family down with him. What a family of disheartened things!” A woman with her hands on her hips was standing in front of him, cursing and spitting. She looked like a powerful person.

“The area between her eyebrows is dry and depressed. Her eyes are turbid and his breath is dirty. There are signs of a bloody disaster.” Jiang Xi saw the woman’s face from behind and muttered to herself, “This woman looks like she’s unlucky.”

“You’re slandering me! Who in the neighborhood doesn’t know that my husband is the most careful and meticulous person? My husband has always been the one doing the chores at your house. You’ve always said that my husband did a good job, but now you suddenly want to replace him and even hit my husband. Where do you get your logic from?” Yang Fen’s face was pale and she was trembling with anger.

“Yang Fen, you guys should leave quickly. The Zhao family really has a new person. Your husband, Jiang Guoyou, has been fired by the Zhao family’s butler.” The co-workers who were working with Jiang Guoyou persuaded Yang Fen one after another. The old butler of the Zhao family was familiar with Yang Fen’s elder brother, Yang Shaoqun, and Yang Kun’s new wife was the goddaughter of the old butler. Everyone could see the twists and turns in this.

Yang Fen’s voice stopped abruptly. She held Jiang Guoyou’s cold hands, and her heart also turned cold. Jiang Er glanced discreetly at Jiang Xi, who was following behind him. He frowned and looked a little displeased.