Why Did You Provoke Her? She Can Tell Fortunes!-Chapter 221 - 194

The time left for Zhang Cheng and his son is not much.

This is the case even with a lawyer by their side, allowing them to do so.

So Zhang Cheng told Zhang Zhen to stop crying and focus on the main matter. After all, solving this problem largely depends on Zhang Zhen.

"I will try to get the case retried."

After all, with other victims now emerging, they have reason to suggest that there is another perpetrator out there.

Although... this is quite difficult.

But as long as Zhang Cheng insists that he did knock the person out in a fit of excitement but didn’t intend to kill them, there might still be room for maneuver.

The lawyer had already finished briefing him on what he needed to say here.

With some time left, Zhang Cheng sighed.

"I will go see that forensic doctor again."

"Moreover, I heard there’s a very skilled fortune teller recently."

Before he could finish his words, Zhang Yansheng excitedly grabbed his hand.

"A fortune teller? Dad, can they change my name?"

"Tell her our family has plenty of money. As long as she can change my current situation, whatever she wants, we’ll give it to her."

Watching him act so dejected and indifferent when talking about serious matters just moments ago, but now becoming exceptionally excited about these matters.

Zhang Cheng sighed silently once more.

Although they had reached this situation due to his own indulgence.

Yet even knowing that it was his son’s crime, he couldn’t bear to watch him run into trouble.

...

Early the next morning, Mu Yunchu set out after finding a customer from the shop.

It was said that the man of the house felt something was amiss at home, and it happened to be in Qinghe City, so they invited Mu Yunchu over to help.

Once she realized he was entangled with something, Mu Yunchu agreed straightforwardly. She took Li Shang along, leaving Ye Zhixia alone to watch over the shop.

She didn’t know, at the same time, several people wanted to find her but came up empty-handed.

First was Zhang Cheng, who had mentioned the previous night that he would come to find her.

For the sake of his son, he set out at dawn, without even dealing with matters at his office, and had his driver take him directly to the shop.

However, he was told that Mu Yunchu was not in.

This added to the displeasure of someone accustomed to being in a position of power.

He asked Ye Zhixia to call her back but was met with refusal.

"I’m sorry, our shop manager is handling matters outside and might not return for some time."

After all, Mu Yunchu had stated before leaving that she would need at least half a day to return to the shop. If anyone wanted to find her during that time, they were to be turned away.

Without knowing these two consecutive refusals had thoroughly exhausted Zhang Cheng’s patience.

His expression was no longer as pleasant as it was when he first arrived.

But Ye Zhixia faithfully remembered Mu Yunchu’s instructions and dared not deviate.

Until Zhang Cheng turned to leave, he suddenly remembered he had forgotten to say some things.

"Sir, please wait!"

Zhang Cheng thought he had changed his mind and paused.

"What? Did you change your mind? Can you call back your shop owner?"

But all he saw was the other shaking his head, "No."

Zhang Cheng’s brow furrowed tighter.

"Then why did you call me?"

Ye Zhixia took a deep breath and said, "Our shop manager said that those who pursue unfairness will bring about their own ruin. Trying to take shortcuts is unfeasible. Everything you are going through is the effect of past causes."

A few incomprehensible words from Ye Zhixia made Zhang Cheng so angry his face turned several colors.

Seeing the other ready to rush over and hit him, Ye Zhixia instinctively shrank his neck.

Only now did he realize the meaning behind Mu Yunchu’s words: she was implying that he would face retribution.

It’s no wonder he’s upset!

His shop manager was also to blame for leaving him alone to face such a terrifying person.

No matter how benevolent Zhang Cheng appeared in front of others, Ye Zhixia, who had been deeply affected by exploitation during his life, would never be fooled.

This facade was no different from their corporation’s chairman.

In the brief moment he considered, Zhang Cheng’s face noticeably contorted, staring at him for quite a while.

Long enough to make one wonder whether he intended to do something.

Stealing a glance at the surveillance camera overhead, he barely managed to squeeze out a stiff smile.

Little did he know, Zhang Cheng had already begun to harbor resentment towards Mu Yunchu and everything associated with the shop.

...

Also looking for Mu Yunchu were the ghosts who had saved them on the bus the previous night.

Not all of them, but most.

As ghosts, they couldn’t appear during the day, so to be precise, they arrived before dawn.

Their reason for seeking Mu Yunchu was somewhat poignant.

The matter begins from when they parted ways the night before at midnight.

Not wanting to move on, the ghosts yearning to return home each followed the paths from their memories and returned.

Having become ghosts, time ceases to distinguish between day and night, so they didn’t know how long they’d been dead.

Presumably, it had been around a few months.

The male firefighter, seeing Mu Yunchu didn’t forcibly reincarnate them, turned directly and ran home.

Rushing so fast, he didn’t take the time to notice the changes in his surroundings.

Though it seemed a long while had passed, the images in his mind remained vivid. Whether it was his wife’s face or his parents’ voices on the phone.

Just a little faster, he could finally see the ones he yearned for day and night.

After navigating through twists and turns, he arrived at the community entrance and paused briefly, noticing the gate had considerably aged.

This community was a newly acquired home from when they got married, no more than a year or two old. Had something occurred recently for it to suddenly look so old?

Despite these thoughts, he didn’t stop his haste.

Probably another ill deed by unscrupulous developers.

Such was the automatic conclusion in his mind.

The bricks paving the community had become broken and chaotic, with litter and unattended trash cans everywhere affecting the senses. The exercise equipment once painted in bright colors now looked antiquated, some places even rusted.

The man felt increasingly guilty.

Further convinced the developers were detestable.

If it weren’t for his unforeseen incident, his wife and child wouldn’t have had to live under such conditions.

While thinking this, his advancement hastened once more.

Finally struggling his way upstairs, he adjusted his appearance and passed through the door with his transparent form.

The layout of the house remained unchanged, but the people inside had changed.

Much to his surprise, instead of his wife, he saw a nearly forty-year-old man.