Part 3The Five-Million-Dollar Corpse Groom

In this silent late night, it appeared especially eerie and terrifying.

Mr. He burst into tears as soon as he saw me.

"Master, you must help. We worked hard for half our lives and only have this one daughter."

"Now the white-haired are sending off the black-haired. If there's nothing left to hope for, her mother and I really don't want to live anymore..."

The old man in front of me had graying temples and a haggard face.

He looked like a completely different person from the spirited President He on TV.

I remembered reports about him.

Lost his father young, started from scratch.

Now losing his child in old age, with no successor.

Truly tragic.

Seeing the couple's unbearable grief,

I couldn't help sighing in my heart. The rich also have troubles money can't solve.

Thinking this, my attitude softened a lot.

"How about this? Add another five million, and I'll do my best to get you fraternal twins."

Mr. He paused, then agreed joyfully.

After receiving half the deposit, I asked for Stella's birth date and time as per custom.

Just as I was about to draw the talisman, I froze.

This birth date... there's a problem.