My Wife is a Psychic

“Since some things can’t be changed, let’s just go with the flow. In this world…” Before the saintess could finish her sentence, Jiang Xi said, “I was secretly harmed by someone. A warlock borrowed my luck and took my soul and spirit, so that my soul could not find a place to live. My luck was replaced by someone else, and that’s why I ended up like that in a vegetative state…”

Jiang Xi said calmly. Zhao Ruifeng looked up at her, then lowered his head to hold the baby. Seeing that Dabao was twisting his body, he put him down and found that he had indeed peed. He went to get water, changed the two children’s diapers, and wiped their bodies.

“Although many people know that I am extraordinary, there are no rumors outside. It is impossible for ordinary people to be able to take away my luck and prevent my soul from entering my body.” What’s more, if her good luck was born on an ordinary person, it would be of no great use, at most, they would have better luck and not worry about eating and drinking? However, if it is placed on someone with a better background, it will be of great benefit. Jiang Xi was probably targeted by someone.

!!

The saintess felt chills run through her body and looked at Jiang Xi suddenly. When something happened to Jiang Xi, the mental hospital was forcibly purchased, the patients were transferred, and even a car accident occurred halfway. It was not a natural disaster, but a man-made disaster?!

“Motherf*cker! We had actually been tricked! There were so many lives lost in the mental hospital, and they were already crazy. Those people won’t even let them go?” The saintess was furious on the spot. Her eyes turned red and her fists were clenched tightly. She could not say anything. If everything had been an accident, it would have been fine, but it was man-made. The saintess could not accept it. She could make a name for herself in this strange world, and she could also become a superior person without restraint here, but what about the patients who died tragically? What were they going to do? Were they going to die like this? No one would seek justice for them?

“I’ll go find Sister Yi.” The saintess stormed out of the door in anger, not even using her walking stick.

From the beginning to the end, Zhao Ruifeng did not say a word. The three children had fallen asleep. Zhao Ruifeng looked at the children with his back facing Jiang Xi and touched their little faces. He loved them to the extreme. He had thought about having children with Jiang Xi countless times, but he did not expect Jiang Xi to give him such a big surprise. Three children! Three! He was too happy! Under Zhao Ruifeng’s calm face, he was laughing in his heart.

Jiang Xi hugged Zhao Ruifeng’s waist from behind. Not long after, Zhao Ruifeng felt a warmth on his back, as if tears had soaked his clothes. Jiang Xi was crying and sobbing silently. The three children had no father or mother. They were like soulless wooden blocks. What was she going to do… Jiang Xi had never thought that after she had fallen unconscious, she would still have three children, and they had even given birth to them… At the thought of the three children, Jiang Xi’s body went numb and her heart ached so much that she could not breathe. She had always thought that in modern society, she was just an unloved daughter of the Jiang family and that she was no different from an orphan after the Jiang family suffered a backlash. Other than Zhao Dengqi, she did not have any other concerns in the modern world. Therefore, she had lived a carefree life after she had transmigrated here. She only wanted to live her life and not let down the opportunity of this transmigration. Whoever knew… At the thought of having triplets in modern society, Jiang Xi felt extremely sad.

“You just gave birth. Don’t cry anymore. Silly girl, I’ve been with you the whole time.” Zhao Ruifeng sighed helplessly, turned around, and pulled Jiang Xi into his arms. His last sentence was said in a very low voice, so Jiang Xi did not hear it. However, his comfort was enough to make Jiang Xi relax. She laid in Zhao Ruifeng’s arms and cried, “Husband, What should I do if I do something wrong? What if I can’t let it go? I…”