Qiao Jin looked at Song Siyin, who looked ugly at this time, but found it interesting.

If she hadn't seen Song Yanqing's life wrong when she was saving Song Yanqing, it would take a while before she could find out.

Song Yanqing's life style is very rare in the world.

This kind of fate is a combination of heaven and earth, even from Qiao Jin's era, it is hard to see.

But in every era, there are bound to be people of this fate.

Fate is the same as cause and effect. It is a personal fate and must not be touched easily.

Changing life styles is the most important price that a person has to bear. It will be implicated in the next generations of blood-related people. The fate will be as bitter as it will be. Male thieves and prostitutes will become the most sordid people in the world.

Especially Song Yanqing's life style, once changed, the opponent himself will inevitably receive a major backlash, but his blood will begin to be involved.

But at this price, I have to change it...the story in this one needs to be explored.

Song Yanqing got a general idea at this time. Looking at his father's face, he looked at Qiao Jin with a low and soft voice: "You mean, my body wasn't so weak before?"

Qiao Jin thought for a while, and said: "Your fate is too strong. The other party has stolen your luck. You should die when you change your fate. It is the Song family's ancestor who can let you live until now. ."

Song Siyin returned to his senses, looking at Qiao Jin, a little excited: "Then is my son saved?"

Qiao Jin is very straightforward: "If I don’t save him, I won’t be able to save him. The 25-year-old birthday is his limit. The person who changes his fate wants your son to die at 25, so that he can be better off. Use your son's luck. But now, he was rescued by me. If your son does not die, the other's luck will start to be abnormal. You might as well pay attention to whether there is anything wrong with your Song family?"

She said this with a faint smile, but it made Song Si horrified.

That Feng Shui was brought back by someone from the Song family.

How could such a thing be done without the Song family’s combination of inside and outside?

Song Siyin obviously knew who it was. Qiao Jin had almost guessed the process of this incident. Now that someone in the Song family knew that Song Yanqing was not dead, they would be panicked.

Song Suyu understood everything now, although she didn't believe this at all, but what Qiao Jin said was so natural that it made her listen to something creepy.

Someone stole her brother's life, and her brother shouldn't be like this!

What a vicious heart!

Song Suyu covered her mouth, tears gushing out again uncontrollably.

After hearing what Qiao Jin said, Song Siyin couldn't stop shaking. For a long while, he restrained himself with his own temperament for many years, "I will investigate."

He looked at Qiao Jin and took a deep breath: "Miss Qiao."

His tone was a little more respectful: "I know that people in your industry will suffer cause and effect if you do these things. As long as you can help my son and what we need to give, you can just say it."

Obviously, Song Siyin had been in contact with similar people before, and now he regards Qiao Jin as an existence like the other party.

Qiao Jin waved his hand: "It's not necessary, your son has already paid."

Song Yanqing was stunned, with a hint of curiosity in her eyebrows: "What did I pay?"