Cataclysm: Precognition system vs. luck system

Chapter 184

In the luxurious banquet hall, there are magnificent crystal chandeliers, high-end wine towers, and luxurious food cooked with all kinds of top-quality ingredients placed on the bar for people to help themselves.

But at this moment, the eyes of everyone in fancy clothes were all focused on the kind and elegant middle-aged man in the center of the dance floor, who was wearing a Tang suit and gold-rimmed glasses.

He smiled, raised his glass, and took the microphone. "Strange things have been happening frequently lately, and I'm sure everyone has noticed. This matter is of great importance and may affect our business, our family, and even our current wealth and status. Today, taking advantage of my birthday party, I will take the lead. Why don't you all have an open and honest discussion about this matter and exchange information for the future development of our family? What do you think, Mr. Si?"

The direction he was looking was exactly where his uncle Si Xianzhi was.

Si Xianzhi narrowed his eyes and glanced around. Everyone was staring at him like a hungry wolf. Did this Second Brother Qiu plan to unite with other wealthy families to force him to abdicate? That depended on whether he was willing or not.

A smile appeared on his lips as he played with the wine glass in his hand. His voice was gentle but his words were sharp enough to hit people's sore spots.

"With you taking the lead, President Qiu thinks you have the strength and status to do so? The Qiu family was originally just a second-rate wealthy family. It was only with the help of my useless son that they were able to break into the first-rate. President Qiu doesn't think that your Qiu family's current status and position can lead other wealthy families, right?"

The elegant smile on Qiu Lao Er's face began to fade, and a sinister look appeared in his eyes.

Of course he knew this. The reason why he could take the lead and make other wealthy families stand on his side was entirely because of his special status with the eldest son of the Si family, who was also the heir of the Si family. With his face and the threat of the positions of other wealthy families, Si Jingfeng would definitely compromise.

But plans cannot keep up with changes. Si Jingfeng was late, but other members of the Si family, especially Old Man Si and Si Xianzhi, the current head of the Si family, arrived early.

So he had to change his plan and instead invite Si Xianzhi to share the news. However, he didn't expect that the old fox Si Xianzhi didn't even give his son face and directly gave him a warning.

Standing at the edge, Qiu Hongxin, who had originally held his head high and looked proud, also turned pale.

The Si family's words not only exposed his second uncle's shame, but also tore down his own banner. He froze his body and did not dare to look at Zhao Baimeng and the few playboy friends he brought with him, for fear of seeing the disdain on their faces.

When Si Tiantian came in, it happened to be this tense and tense moment.

She glanced at the face of the host of the banquet, Qiu Laoer, twice, then turned away in boredom, pulled Rong Xiu to a table full of delicious food, and then her big black eyes looked excitedly towards the door on the left side of the lobby.

The next second, the door was pushed open, and a woman with short, sleek hair and a solemn expression walked in with big strides.

The red dress is bright and gorgeous, swaying gracefully, and full of aura.

Her eldest cousin Si Jingfeng followed beside her, and behind them was a group of people in police uniforms.

"Second uncle, how are you?"

Her words immediately attracted the attention of the whole audience.

"What second uncle? Whose girl is this? Why haven't I seen her in the circle?"

"What is this woman doing here? Why is she causing trouble? This is an important time. Hey, why is the eldest son of the Si family with her?"

There was a buzz of discussion in the banquet hall, but Qiu Lao Er had no time to pay attention. He stared at the girl's face with his eyes, and his pupils began to tremble. This face was hers, and she was not dead!

A trace of sinister murderous intent flashed across his eyes, but it was quickly buried. He put on his elegant mask again, smiled with tears of joy, opened his arms and greeted her, "Is that Yanyan? I'm so glad you're back safely."

As he was about to hug his eldest niece and have a long-awaited reunion scene with a hug and crying recognition, but Qiu Ningyan was obviously not in the mood to act with him.

She coldly avoided the hand extended by Qiu Laoer, a look of disgust on her face. "Second Uncle, stop pretending. My parents' deaths and my disappearance were all orchestrated by you. I've already collected evidence and submitted it to the police. You can shed your tears in jail."

At the same time, several policemen behind her rushed out immediately, showed their credentials, twisted his arms with lightning speed, handcuffed him, and the arrest was completed.

The banquet host, who was originally full of pride and glory and could invite all the top wealthy families to celebrate for him, turned into an unforgivable prisoner in the blink of an eye. Because of his struggle, he looked as miserable as a trapped beast, and even his gold-rimmed glasses were crooked and could only be turned into a halter style.

The sudden change caught everyone around off guard.

"What--"

The wealthy people present were shocked. "Could this be the only descendant of the eldest branch of the Qiu family who has been missing for several years? Was her disappearance caused by the second elder Qiu?"

"I can't tell. Isn't it said that Qiu Lao Er is loyal and righteous? Every year, no matter how busy he is, he goes to visit his eldest brother and sister-in-law's grave regardless of the weather, and he also spends money to find this niece."

[It's fake, this Qiu Lao Er is just a devil in human skin. What he said about giving money to find people is all fake. What is real is giving money to hire people to hinder my cousin from finding talents.

Why did he visit the grave every year, rain or shine? That was because he was superstitious. He was worried that the talisman in the urn wasn't affixed securely enough to trap the two men's ghosts, and that they would become evil spirits and come back to seek revenge on him.

Qiu Ningyan's face, which was full of hatred and pleasure, froze slightly. What was that sound?

This old beast actually put talismans on her parents' urns. Is this true?

She was shocked and angry, and wanted to go to her parents' grave immediately to check, but Si Jingfeng grabbed her arm.

Then the voice continued, "But he hadn't expected the one who drew the spell to be a liar. The spell didn't work at all. They didn't come looking for him because ghosts weren't allowed in this world before. But just because they didn't exist before doesn't mean they won't exist in the future. Wahahahahaha... Just wait, old beast! When the weirdness arrives, with those two's obsession with tragic and unjust deaths, they'll definitely become ghosts and come tear him apart for revenge."

Qiu Ningyan squeezed Si Jingfeng's arm tightly with her backhand, staring at him with wet and anxious eyes, "Is she telling the truth?"

Si Jingfeng was also stunned. Could a dead person actually become a ghost? He had never thought that such a trick could be possible. Then, under Qiu Ningyan's anxious gaze, he nodded slightly, "It's probably true, but..."

Before he could say anything, Qiu Ningyan was already crying with joy and threw herself into his arms happily.

Si Jingfeng, who had originally wanted to say that there was still some uncertainty and to tell her not to hold out hope for absolute success, said: ...

He felt the warmth in his arms that he had lost and regained, and couldn't help but stretch out his hands to hug her tightly. He secretly decided in his heart that even if Father and Mother Qiu couldn't become ghosts, he would find a way to make them become ghosts, so as not to let Yanyan down.