Song Yanqing was also awake at this time. He was leaning on the pillow, and his complexion looked better than when he was first admitted to the hospital.
Upon hearing Song Siyin's words, he opened his eyes, somewhat surprised.
Song Yanqing himself could see things incomprehensible to ordinary people, but he had never told anyone about it.
What had his father encountered?
Qiao Jin nodded and smiled. "Since you understand, it will be easy to talk. I will only ask you one thing, Mr. Song. Did you find a Feng Shui master to redo the Song family's ancestral home a few decades ago?"
The Song Family Ancestral House was where they lived now.
Song Siyin was a little surprised. "How did you...how did you know?"
Qiao Jin nodded. "Then I understand. You have been set up."
Song Siyin was speechless.
His expression suddenly stiffened.
Song Suyu and Song Yanqing didn't know much about the Song family's history. After all, in their generation, not many people believed in these superstitions. They rarely cared about that bygone history, not to mention the fact that Song Siyin wouldn't have told them anyway.
Song Siyin firmly rejected the notion. "Impossible!"
Seeing him so certain, Qiao Jin chuckled softly. "You think it's impossible. Well, then why do you think that Song Yanqing is the only boy born to the Song family for so many years?"
Song Siyin's pupils dilated slightly.
Indeed, they had quite a few relatives in the Song family, but even their distant relatives had all given birth to girls.
In this society, that was simply unacceptable.
Therefore, for all the years since Song Yanqing was born, they had been living anxiously on the edge.
Song Suyu listened to them, but she became more confused as the conversation went on. "So you are saying that our family has been giving birth to girls because of bad Feng Shui? But Dad, what era is this..."
Her dad had also spent time studying abroad, so how could he still believe in such superstitions?
Song Siyin interrupted her. "Suyu, if you don't understand, then don't talk."
Because he had seen it with his own eyes, he was very reticent about certain things.
Song Yanqing thought of the demons that only he could see, and instead of recklessly opening his mouth, he fell silent.
He could see that his father had many questions for Qiao Jin.
Qiao Jin glanced at Song Yanqing, and simply said, "When I first saw your son, I didn't know where the problem was, but now I know. The Song family's fortunes are logically brilliant. The Song family's ancestors are rich. The Song family's good luck should be enough for you all to continue to live in glory for another hundred years. Your son Song Yanqing is a dragon and phoenix among the people. He is uniquely endowed by nature. He is a very rare son of luck. The glory that the Song family wants to continue lies with him."
Song Siyin immediately looked at Qiao Jin. "You mean..."
Qiao Jin curled her lips. "His fate was exchanged. The Feng Shui master did some tampering and set up a fateful sealed formation in the Song family ancestral home. The fateful sealed formation can only be performed by a magic circle practitioner, and it changes your fate. Changing one's fate is going against the heavens, but it has been done. Whoever did it is of no ordinary status, and you know who he is."
Song Siyin's face immediately paled.
He seemed to have heard some unbearable news, and he stumbled two steps backwards, losing his balance.
Song Suyu's eyes widened. "Exchanged his fate..."
Was there such a thing as fate in this world?
When Song Yanqing heard this, he maintained his calm composure, and his expression did not change much.