Dressed as an abandoned daughter of a wealthy family, she relies on metaphysics to become a god

"You are so funny. My daughter is almost four years old now." Ji Shaocheng laughed dumbly.

The people who could attend this banquet were all well-known figures in Hong Kong City. This person could not be a swindler, he was probably a mistaken person.

The man said mysteriously: "Your eldest daughter is four years old, but I am talking about your youngest daughter."

Ji Shaocheng's eyebrows twitched hard and his face showed displeasure.

His wife was in poor health and was unable to conceive an heir after giving birth to a daughter. He had to rely on the power of his wife's natal family. As expected, he would only have one daughter in his life.

However, he had several affairs outside, but he had a sterilization operation last year. How could he still have a little daughter?

Could it be that time...

The man leaned close to his ear and whispered: "December 808, Kaihao Hotel , don't you remember?"

Ji Shaocheng took a breath of air-conditioning and was mostly awake from the wine. This person actually knew the hotel room number?

He looked at the man in confusion. What did he want to take away from him?

"Haha, don't get excited, Mr. Ji, can we find a place to have a good chat?" The man smiled and extended his hand.

Ji Shaocheng glanced warily from his face to his hands. Seeing that he had no intention of backing down, he finally shook hands with him.

They found a tea restaurant, and the man first told Ji Shaocheng a few extremely private things. Ji Shaocheng had to believe that he had met an expert today.

Although he cannot be exposed publicly, he has many good friends in private.

The man knew the horoscopes of his two daughters without even asking, as they were written on paper.

"Master, how is my eldest daughter's fortune? Especially in her career, is it going well?" Ji Shaocheng asked nervously.

"It's difficult, it's difficult." The man shook his head, "She had an excellent destiny but was weak. She couldn't bear the glory and wealth of your family. She was a poor child who died young."

"How is that possible!" Ji Shaocheng suddenly stood up, extremely excited.

The man was right. Ji Peishan had never been healthy for a few days since she was born. She had a minor illness every three days and a major illness every seven days. She took more medicine than food.

The family invited many doctors for consultation, but nothing could be done.

The man smiled slightly and pressed his fingers on the other horoscope, "Don't worry, Mr. Ji. Didn't I tell you everything? Congratulations, you are a happy woman."

Judging from the horoscope, Ji Shaocheng's eldest daughter Ji Peishan is extremely intelligent, but she will not live to be thirty years old and is destined to miss an official career.

But the younger daughter is different. Not only can she accomplish a lot, but she can also live a long life.

Destiny is a naughty boy who always plays tricks on people. If he hadn't met the "master" in front of him, Ji Shaocheng would definitely get rid of his little daughter secretly.

"Actually, everything has a solution, that is..." The man rubbed his fingertips and smiled knowingly at Ji Shaocheng.

This is what it means to ask for money, and the man, the lion, opened his mouth and asked for 50 million directly.

Twenty-six years ago, 50 million was a number that ordinary people would not dare to imagine, but for Ji Shaocheng, anything that could be solved with money was trivial.

"Don't be too much. I'm going to trade my life for your daughter's life. To put it bluntly, your daughter will die in a miserable state twenty-five years later, with her head missing." The man said without mercy, " Also, if you want your eldest daughter to live well, it depends on whether you want to let go of your younger daughter."

Ji Shaocheng only thought about it for two or three minutes before agreeing. He made a request - "I want to see the effect first, and then I will give you 50 million."

"Of course." The man's mouth raised, and he extended his hand again, "Mr. Ji, happy cooperation."

After returning to the imperial capital, Ji Shaocheng did two things. The first thing was to find the woman with whom he had a one-night stand.

The man was so accurate that even Ji Yuwei's biological mother couldn't remember what time she was born. The horoscope he reported was exactly the same as the time on the birth certificate.

The biological mother had no feelings for Ji Yuwei, so she asked Ji Shaocheng for some money and then left her infant girl to him.

The second thing is a little cruel.

Looking at Ji Yuwei's fair and rosy face and her dark eyes reflecting her own appearance, Ji Shaocheng hesitated.

Four years ago, Ji Peishan was the same, lying obediently in his arms.

At that time, he was full of joy. He finally had a daughter who was related to him by blood.

Perhaps because of his unfortunate childhood, he wished he could compensate his daughter for all the family affection he had not experienced.

But now, what was placed in front of him was not a fill-in-the-blank question, but a multiple-choice question.

Choose the best of the two, he understands this.

Ji Shaocheng brought the prepared blood to the man, and the man carefully took out a basin of soil.

The bright red liquid was poured in, and the next second, a small black bud emerged from the soil.

"Mr. Ji, I have entrusted you with the things. Irrigation should be done regularly without delay." The man said solemnly, "When your eldest daughter turns thirty, someone will contact you."

After saying that, the man stood up and left.

Ji Shaocheng looked at Xiao Ya in front of him, and then looked out the window boredly. He saw the man waiting for the red light to cross the road. When he reached the middle of the road, a truck suddenly rushed out of the intersection.

The truck obviously hit the man, but in the end, the man's neck was broken, and his head and half of his arm flew directly to the other side.

This was what he called "the head is in a different place". In a daze, Ji Shaocheng saw that the head still had a weird smile hanging on the corner of its mouth.

The broken arm next to him had his palms up, reminding Ji Shaocheng of the day they first met, when the man stretched out his hand towards him.

After returning home, the nanny happily told Ji Shaocheng that Ji Peishan's high fever finally subsided.

Ji Shaocheng's Adam's apple rolled, and he came to his daughter's bedroom. Ji Peishan's complexion improved a lot, but he always had an indescribable feeling.

The next day, he asked someone to transfer 50 million to the bank account left by the man.

After reading Ji Shaocheng's memory, Chu Yao gestured on his forearm and asked: "Senior Yuwei, can you roll up your sleeves here?"

"Oh, okay." Ji Yuwei lifted up her sleeves, and sure enough, they had the same mark.

"Senior sister, you may not believe what I say next, but I will tell you in detail what I need to tell you." Chu Yao's voice was very calm, but what he said shocked Ji Yuwei.

When she mentioned the little black bud, Ji Yuwei's face turned pale.

There is a pot of extremely precious flowers in my father's study. It looks like a lily, but its petals are black.

The servants usually avoid this pot of flowers when watering and fertilizing. Ji Yuwei once asked about it out of curiosity. They didn't know it themselves. They only said that it was what their father ordered them to do.

She is born with a delicate mind and always likes to observe things around her. She discovered a long time ago that whenever she changed blood for her sister, Lily would grow bigger.

She thought it was a coincidence, but now, the black lily was about to bloom.