The daughter of the medical school is so handsome

"Dad, is this too much?"

Song Minghui's father, Song Qinghe, hurriedly said in a low voice.

Song Zhigao glanced at him and motioned him to keep quiet.

[-] million dowry, plus [-]% of the shares...

Ouyang Xin was so envious that her eyes almost dropped.

It would be great if this dowry was for Fengyin.

Feng Yin's mood was also very complicated, she didn't understand why the members of the Song family suddenly wanted to propose marriage to Feng Qi again, and they were so willing to do so.

Song Minghui had clearly stated before that the Song family had long agreed to their being together, and it was officially settled after the college entrance examination.

In the past few days, she has been busy learning to refine Qi, and she has never seen him.

"Thank you for your great love for us Qiqi. Although our Feng family is poor, we are not greedy for dowry gifts. Please go back."

They would offer exorbitant betrothal gifts, and Feng Que felt that the matter was unusual, and he didn't want Feng Qi's intelligence to be sealed by this weird wedding again, so he continued to refuse.

"Brother Feng, don't push yourself too hard, we've already made the biggest concession."

Song Zhiyuan thought that Feng Que wanted more, and said coldly, "One hundred million, we can marry a hundred smart and beautiful girls, not to mention your family Feng Qi is not very good-looking and has no brains. She can't even read well, if it wasn't for our Minghui's need for her horoscope, even if your family paid one billion, we wouldn't want it."

"Mr. Song, even if you take all the property of the Song family as a dowry, we Qiqi will not marry into your family, please go!"

Feng Que saw that he was belittling Feng Qi so much, she couldn't put on a pretense to maintain etiquette, so she issued a stern order to evict the guest.

"I don't believe it. There is no girl in the whole country who has a complete yin to match with our Minghui. I want to see who your ugly girl can be matched with."

Song Zhiyuan knew that there was no way to negotiate, so he left this sentence angrily, and left with his son and daughter-in-law.

"Dad, are we going to offend the Song family? What will happen to Yinyin and Minghui in the future?"

Ouyang Xin asked anxiously.

"Yinyin, will you blame me?"

Feng Que looked at Feng Yin and asked.

"Grandpa, no."

Feng Yin shook her head lightly, "I'm not the person the Song family wants, and I won't lower myself to post it."

It's impossible for her to want what Feng Qi doesn't want, even if she likes it!

"Yinyin, are you taking your own happiness to get angry? You and Minghui are so compatible."

Ouyang Xin said anxiously.

"Mom, don't talk about it. I don't want to mention it in the future. I just want to study hard and get admitted to Beijing University."

Feng Yin finished speaking angrily, walked out of the living room, returned to the front of the room, and saw Feng Qi sitting on the small bench under the tree, kowtow melon seeds and chatting with Aunt Zhang, looking very happy.

Her smile made Fengyin feel glaring, and she really wanted to go up and tear off her face, to see if she was still smiling.

"Yinyin, come here to knock melon seeds?"

Seeing Fengyin, Aunt Zhang beckoned and asked.

Feng Yin didn't make a sound, turned around and entered the room, and closed the door with a bang.

"It's strange. Yinyin used to have a good temper, but recently she has become weird."

Aunt Zhang muttered, "At five o'clock in the morning, I saw her doing strange movements in the yard. Could it be that she is under too much pressure from studying and has a mental problem?"

"I guess it's a lot of pressure."

Feng Qi replied, "It shouldn't be a problem, but if you see her lying on the ground and not moving, you have to tell me."

"Oh."

Aunt Zhang nodded, and looked at Feng Qi, "Qi Qi, you have become so cute recently, smart and well-behaved."

Feng Qi smiled without saying a word.

-

in the hospital.

"Dad, Minghui hasn't recovered from his fever yet, what should we do?"

Song Qinghe looked at his son Song Minghui, who was lying on the bed with a high fever and was delirious, and asked his father anxiously.

Deng Xiumei was crying while holding her son's hot hand.

"Wait until the master comes to make a decision."

Song Zhiyuan's always proud old face was also full of sorrow.

Song Minghui is his most proud and outstanding grandson, no matter in appearance or intelligence, he is outstanding and he is his pride.

However, since the day before yesterday, he has been suffering from a high fever, and his mind has been in a state of confusion. The doctor can barely subdue his fever for a few hours at most, and then he has a fever again.

A physical examination was also done, but no cause could be found.

The Song family has always been superstitious, and when medicine couldn't explain it, they invited the master.

The master's statement was the same as eight years ago, saying that Song Minghui was destined for a catastrophe, and if he could not resolve it, it would even harm the Song family's foundation.

To resolve this catastrophe, one must find a person with a pure yin character and a domineering destiny to form a marriage relationship to help him block the evil.

Feng Qi is the best candidate!

That's why they came to propose again, thinking that there would be no problem, but unexpectedly they were rejected.

Dressed in a Tang suit, with silver-white hair, the master, who looked like a fairy, entered the ward under the guidance of Song Qingfeng, the second son of the Song family.

"Master, what about my grandson? The Feng family refused to marry, is there any other hope?"

Song Zhiyuan said anxiously.

The master took his string of ebony bracelets and scratched Song Minghui's face mysteriously a few times, then shook his head lightly and said, "I have no other choice but this."

"We've been looking for girls with full Yin characters everywhere. It should be okay to make marriage contracts with other girls, right?"

Song Zhigao asked.

"In addition to the full yin of the horoscope, you also need to be born with evil. The chance of this is only one in ten thousand. That girl named Feng Qi, the birthmark on her face is the mark made by Lord Yan. She can block the evil spirits. I am afraid that if I change to another girl, not only will I not be able to help Ling Sun block the evil spirits, but it will cause more evil spirits."

The master reproached slightly, "In the past eight years, because she has blocked all evil spirits, Sun can grow up healthily, and your Song family can also maintain prosperity and prosperity. I didn't expect you to be so unscrupulous and cut off your luck."

When Song Zhigao and the others heard this, their faces changed drastically.

"Dad, why don't we go back to Qiufeng's house again, I can give her all my shares, as long as Minghui is fine, I don't want anything."

Deng Xiumei begged.

"The Feng family resents Ming Hui's private divorce that day. I also know Feng Que's temper. On the surface, it looks easy to discuss, but in fact it is the most paranoid person."

Song Zhiyuan thought for a while and said, "Now, we can only start with Feng Qi. She likes Minghui so much, it's impossible that she doesn't want to marry him. She refuses now, it should be a posturing."

"Let's solve it early. I can only temporarily help you stabilize his Qi Yuan, but my skills are limited. If this wave of evil spirit gets bigger, it will be unstoppable."

said the master.

At this time, Song Zhiyuan's cell phone rang, and it was his assistant who called, "Mr. Song, it's not good. Our Song Group's stock has suffered a vicious sell-off, and it fell to the limit as soon as the market opened."

Song Zhiyuan's heart sank with a "thump", and he turned on his mobile phone to check the stocks. Sure enough, Song's stocks were all green, and there were still many large orders followed by the limit-down sale.