My Wife is a Psychic

Jiang Guoyou felt a little uncomfortable. He kept feeling that something was not right.

“My eyelids are twitching…” Jiang Guoyou mumbled. On the other side, Jiang Er pushed away a few people and finally squeezed into the crowd under the angry rebukes of the surrounding people. Who knew that once he entered, his whole body seemed to have been struck by lightning. He stammered and pointed at the people in the field, then pushed them away like crazy and staggered out, “Father, father, it’s mother! It’s mother inside! It’s Jiang Si and mother!”

Jiang Er’s face was pale as he dragged Jiang Guoyou into the crowd. The people around him wanted to accuse Jiang Er of not knowing the rules and pushing people, but when they heard what he said, they opened their eyes wide and made way for them.

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Jiang Guoyou’s heart thumped as he was dragged in by Jiang Er. Jiang Guoyou did not understand the pitying looks around him, and he did not want to understand… After he went in, he just happened to meet Yang Fen’s eyes, which had died with grievances. He saw that she was covered in blood and stuck on the hook.

“Yang Fen!” Jiang Guoyou screamed and rushed toward yang Fen like a madman, “Yang Fen, Yang Fen! Someone, please save my wife! Someone come quickly!” Jiang Guoyou wailed and wanted to carry Yang Fen down, but she was covered in blood.

Jiang Si was dumbfounded. ‘Father? Why is my father here?’ Even Jiang Er was dumbfounded. He had been watching the show outside for a long time, but in the end, it turned out to be his own family’s business! He had laughed at the man for being cuckolded by his wife, and now the man was his father?

“Jiang Si, what exactly happened? Aren’t you all enjoying life in Jing City? Why did mother suddenly die?” Jiang Er grabbed Jiang Si’s shoulder and shook him with great force, his face full of fear.

“Someone, someone, save my wife! Jiang Er, Jiang Si! Hurry up and save your mother! My wife has been honest and dutiful her entire life. Who did she offend? Is there still justice?” Tears streamed down Jiang Guoyou’s face. He had been strong all his life, and even when his legs were broken, he did not shed a single tear.

The people around them could not stand it anymore and quickly ran to report it to the authorities.

“Brother, my condolences. Your wife…” A kind person pointed at the pool of blood on the ground and then pointed at the blood between Yang Fen’s legs. “Your wife is not honest. She has more than ten pretty boys. We don’t even know who the child in her stomach belongs to.”

Jiang Guoyou was shocked. Raising a pretty boy and even giving birth to a child…

“That’s impossible. How could Yang Fen…” Jiang Guoyou could not believe it. He remembered that he had asked someone to write a letter for him three months ago, asking Yang Fen to go home. Yang Fen’s reply to him at that time was to let him live a good life at home.

Jiang Shan had also rushed over at this time. When he saw the chaotic scene, his eyebrows twitched. As his mind became clearer and clearer, he became less silly. “Bring him back first.”

After Jiang Shan finished instructing the people around him, he cupped his hands at the commoners who were watching the show. “I’ve embarrassed myself in front of everyone. It’s said that dirty laundry shouldn’t be aired in public. Today, my mother and brother have caused trouble for everyone. Please go back.” When he spoke, his enunciation was clear, his brows were clear, and he was graceful.

Zhuang Heng looked at Jiang Shan and was stunned for a while. Then, he nodded.

“This Jiang Shan is much more mature than Jiang Si.” Zhuang Heng was a little distracted by Jiang Shan. Out of instinct, he felt that Jiang Shan gave him a lot of pressure. It was the kind of feeling that came from meeting people of the same kind.

When Jiang Shan brought Jiang Si back to the Jiang residence, Jiang Si was already weak all over. He had killed Yang Fen, his mother by accident…

“My wife made me a cuckold, my son is unfilial, and my mother is unkind… What sin have I committed…” Jiang Guoyou was dumbfounded, as if he had suffered a major blow.

Jiang Er’s wife glanced at Jiang Guoyou. “It’s a good thing that your daughter is a capable person. She’s now the empress, the first female ruler in history. Oh, maybe it’s because she’s not from the Jiang family,” she added after a pause. Jiang Er’s wife had always been straightforward, but her words had imperceptibly stabbed Jiang Guoyou in the chest.