Xie Zheng glanced at Wen Wan and smiled, saying, "Sister-in-law, don’t doubt it, this is true. Just before you two got engaged last year, a bully in the county held a grudge against Cousin Song and specifically set up an ambush to deal with him. I had just returned from the provincial exams and coincidentally ran into the situation. Luckily, we were in a large group and intimidated them by threatening to report to the authorities, which scared them off."
At this point, Xie Zheng’s tone unexpectedly contained a hint of sympathy, "When you think about it, Cousin Song’s luck hasn’t been very good over the years. Running into mishaps frequently has become a common occurrence. However, since you two got engaged until now, Cousin Song has been doing well, without any troubles. Scholars usually don’t believe in ghosts and gods, yet in his case, I’d rather believe that sister-in-law has a deep blessing that brings prosperity to Cousin Song."
Whether her blessings are deep or not, Wen Wan didn’t know, but she only knows that ever since she met Song Wei, she has silently helped him avoid several disasters.
This person seems to be plagued by misfortune; things that are simple and ordinary for others could be fatal to him. Such bad luck is truly unheard of and unseen.
This is all thanks to her extraordinary premonitions. Anyone harboring ill intentions against Song Wei, or anything harmful to him, she can foresee in advance.
However, the prerequisite for all of this is that Song Wei must stay by her side, or at least not be too far away, otherwise, she won’t be able to premonit what bad luck he would encounter.
Wen Wan feels that if there really is such a thing as "fate" in this world, then she and Song Wei are destined to be a couple, inseparable from each other.
With Wen Wan serving as a shield today, Song Yuanbao successfully avoided Mr. Xie’s soul-searching questions and heaved a long sigh of relief upon leaving the Xie household.
Wen Wan found his demeanor amusing.
Song Wei hadn’t spoken much along the way. After returning home, Wen Wan asked him if he was feeling unwell.
Song Wei sat down beside Wen Wan, his gaze fixed with interest on her beautiful face, and said slowly, "I was just thinking, maybe you really are a little good luck charm."
Wen Wan slightly puffed out her chest with a bit of pride, looking back at Song Wei.
Remembering when they left the Xie household, Xie Zheng once again suggested that Song Wei take the examination, saying that with such a blessed wife, he might just pass with flying colors.
Song Wei immediately refused without any mercy. However, since Song Yuanbao was present, he didn’t explain the reason, but both Xie Zheng and Wen Wan understood that it was because of the Da Lang couple.
Their tragic death was a knot in his heart. Unless one day he figured it out himself, no one could force him to the examination hall, and he likely wouldn’t obediently answer the questions.
Wen Wan felt it was quite a pity.
Her husband has the material for studying and becoming an official. With her help in the future, he might even have a thriving career in government. However, the impact and shadow from Yuanbao’s biological parents were too great for him. Judging by the current situation, unless the Da Lang couple miraculously came back to life, Song Wei might not possibly take the exams.
Wen Wan didn’t have the habit of rubbing salt into wounds, knowing that Song Wei was feeling bad, so she didn’t mention anything about the exams in front of him.
She used to dream of marrying a scholar, and now she has, life is much better than when she was at her parents’ house.
For her, there’s nothing left to regret.
No matter whether Song Wei takes the exams or not, she respects his decision.
Seeing her lost in thought, Song Wei said, "Wanwan, you need not worry. Even if I don’t take the exams and join the officialdom, I won’t let you live an unsatisfactory life."
His calm tone was incredibly reassuring.