A few of the bodyguards huddled together and whispered, "*mother*… I suddenly remembered that Miss Ye read Song Jing's fortune before. Didn't she say that he'd encounter a romantic calamity? It couldn't have been this, right?"
"F***! It seems like it was! She had a really weird expression when she was saying that and she even said it was very dangerous and would bring great harm to Song Jing!"
*cough cough…* "Indeed, it was extremely dangerous… it caused a lot of harm indeed… she wasn't wrong at all…"
"She got it right again? Isn't this a little too creepy?"
"This is simply… unbelievable! If only Song Jing listened to Miss Ye's advice, couldn't he have avoided this calamity, huh?"
…
"Give me a bowl of rock sugar chrysanthemum porridge; chrysanthemum, red date and wolfberry snow pear; and chrysanthemum shredded chicken…"
Each time Ye Wanwan read out an order, Song Jing's face darkened by one fold. He felt increasingly baffled in his heart.
