Jiang Wanyue had her fortune told as a child. The master said she lacked metal in her Five Elements and should stay away from Song Zhili, who lived across the hall. Unfortunately, that neighbor kept coming after her.
The first time, Song Zhili asked, “We grew up together. Are you really going to ignore me?”
The second time, he asked, “You play the pipa, I sing. We’re made for each other.”
Jiang Wanyue: ...
The Nth time, Song Zhili said, “You can only believe half of what fortune-tellers say. I’ll provide all the metal you need and make sure you get rich.”
Later, wearing the gold Song Zhili had given her, Jiang Wanyue thought it over and realized: Oh, she’d clearly met her benefactor!
