My Wife is a Psychic

Seeing Li Jintong carefully pulling Chen Zhaodi away, the people around them seemed to have understood what was going on. Seeing that Li Jintong and Chen Zhaodi had left, Yang Fen heaved a sigh of relief. She saw that Jiang Xi was still staring at Li Jintong and Chen Zhaodi’s back with a creepy look in her eyes. Yang Fen was shocked and quickly pulled Jiang Xi into the house. The three sons of the Jiang family looked at Jiang Xi with different expressions. Since when did their little sister know how to judge whether a person was pregnant by their appearance?

After returning to her room, Yang Fen frowned and reprimanded Jiang Xi. “You little girl, you’re talking nonsense in front of so many people. Do you still want to get married in the future?”

Jiang Xi, however, knew her own limits and answered, “Who in this village would dare to marry me?”

These words immediately made Yang Fen choke. She was so angry that her temples were throbbing! Jiang Xi’s words made sense. The people in Happy Village now treated Jiang Xi as if she was a thief. They would not even visit her, let alone marry her!

“Girl, don’t talk nonsense in the future. Your aunt, Li Jintong, is a powerful person. Be careful, she might tear your mouth apart!” Jiang Er snorted. His mind was filled with the exchange marriage that Matchmaker Wang had mentioned in the afternoon. He was thinking about how to persuade Jiang Xi to get married. Everyone in the village of his age had married a wife, but he was still single. Although exchange marriage did not sound good, as long as he could get a wife, nothing else was important!

Poor Jiang Er. He did not know how destructive Jiang Xi was. Exchange Marriage? Now, she had just casually said a few words about the Yang family, and the Yang family had almost suffered a great disaster!

“I’m not talking nonsense. Chen Zhaodi’s forehead and face are filled with a red light. Her eyes are full of uncultured intentions, and her aura is different from that of a young woman. It would be strange if she’s not pregnant. I think she’s more than three months pregnant.” Jiang Xi pursed her lips. One should not ask why she could see it. She could see it, and she was God’s daughter! She was the best!

“Oh, you can still predict things at such a young age? Jiang Xi, you’re amazing! Three months pregnant?! If your aunt, Li Jintong, knew about this, she would laugh at you in her dreams! No, she’ll be so angry even if it was just in her dreams!” Jiang Shan said as he patted his thigh. Obviously, he did not take Jiang Xi’s words seriously. Even Yang Fen shook her head and did not take Jiang Xi’s words seriously.

“Yang Kun and Chen Zhaodi have known each other for less than three months. The butler of the Chen family in town is Chen Zhaodi’s godfather. A few months ago, your Uncle Yang Shaoqun got to know the butler. The butler arranged for his goddaughter, Chen Zhaodi, to marry Yang Kun. What three months pregnant? you’re getting more and more outspoken.” Yang Fen pressed between her eyebrows and became more and more worried. Jiang Xi’s habit of spouting nonsense was too annoying. She weighed the matter of exchanging the marriage that Matchmaker Wang had mentioned again. Jiang Xi’s marriage could not be canceled again. She might have to ask someone to go and inquire about it.

No one in the Jiang family took Jiang Xi’s words seriously. However, Jiang Da’s wife, Zheng Rong, stole a glance at Jiang Xi and took her words to heart. She then secretly pulled Jiang Xi aside and handed her two golden-brown eggs. Jiang Xi sniffed several times at the fragrant smell. Zheng Rong rubbed her hands together. She had not gotten pregnant after she married Jiang Da. However, she had taken a lot of medicine and spent a lot of money. She had not gotten pregnant after spending money, so Zheng Rong did not dare to speak at home. Now, she only glanced at Jiang Xi, smiled, and went back to her room. Jiang Xi touched the hot egg and glanced at Zheng Rong as if she had realized something.

In the evening, in Jiang Guoyou’s room, Yang Fen took a hot towel and wiped Jiang Guoyou’s body. While wiping, she nagged, “Sigh, I really don’t have a choice. If your health was as good as before, I wouldn’t be in a hurry for the children’s marriage, but now you...” Yang Fen looked at the unconscious Jiang Guoyou and secretly cried.