"My surname is Jiang and my name is Lime."

When others asked her, Jiang Qingling was embarrassed not to reply, so she replied. Then, her gaze crossed over to Wang Chenxi, looked at Xiyue, and winked at her, hoping that Xiyue could send Wang Chenxi away.

But who knew that Xiyue didn't pay attention to her at all.

Here, Wang Chenxi, who learned Jiang Qinglime's name, spoke again, "My surname is Wang, and my name is Wang Chenxi." I'm twenty years old. By the way, I'll still call you Mrs. Jiang. Jiang Niangzi, the next words may be a little abrupt, but I still have to say it. I hope to delay you a little bit so that I can give you a divination. ”

……

"That's the case, the first time I saw Jiang Niangzi, I was blessed by Jiang Niangzi, so I ......"

Talking to Jiang Qinglime, Wang Chenxi's face turned red unconsciously.

So he wanted to give her a divination.

Jiang Lime knows.

But she never believed in fate, nor did she want to know what her fate would be. And she has always believed that a person's fate is in her own hands, and she is not a life that can be calculated.

No matter how good her life is, if she doesn't struggle for the rest of her life, it is estimated that there will still be nothing at that time. It's not good to calculate her fate, but as long as she struggles, maybe she can enjoy all the glory and wealth.

"It's okay to tell my fortune, but I don't want to know the results. Otherwise, I'll give you my eight characters, and you can help me do the math when you have time. ”

"Okay, okay."

Wang Chenxi was worried about how to tell Jiang Qingling about this, who knew that Jiang Qingling took the initiative to mention it to him, and he was so happy for a while that he nodded again and again.

Seeing this, Jiang Qingling left his birthday and left from the Wang family.

"Happy, aren't you?"

After Jiang Qinglime left, Wang Chenxi held her birth date, happily not knowing why, seeing him like this, Xiyue couldn't help but tease.

Wang Chenxi couldn't hide things in his heart, and kept nodding.

Then, without even saying hello, he turned around and left, leaving Xiyue alone and stunned for a long time before moving to the old lady.

Jiang Qingling left home early in the morning, but returned much later. But fortunately, it's April, and the days are much longer, and when I get home, it's just getting dark.

Although the day was all in the carriage, it was still very tiring to ride in the carriage. As soon as she went back, Jiang Qinglime had eaten and put the pomegranate she hadn't seen for a day to sleep, but she couldn't hold back any longer, threw herself on the bed, and fell asleep.

The next morning, Jiang Lime still got up very early, and he got up before dawn. But before I could freshen up, a patient came to the door.

She had no choice but to yawn while treating the patient.

In this way, he has been busy and has treated two patients before Jiang Qinglime has the opportunity to wash. After washing up, hurry up and make breakfast.

Now in the housework at home, she no longer lets Yang Yanwen interfere.

Yang Yanwen is now early in the morning, reading a book and helping to take care of the pomegranate. During the day, Shen and Pan would come over to help watch the children.

A family of three plus Onkyo, the small life is very busy, but it is very happy in the busy.

The old mansion was still anxious about Yang Yanlin's affairs, but the fire had not yet ended, and Yang Yunting, who had not seen her for a long time, suddenly came back.

Unlike last time, this time, she brought eight people at once and smashed the second room of the Yang family. This time it was smashed more thoroughly, and almost everything that could be smashed in windows and doors was smashed.