After I Married a Fortune-Teller, My Childhood Friend with the Midas Touch Went Mad

Lu Ci was born with an uncanny knack for attracting wealth, while I was his hopeless, besotted lapdog from childhood. Everyone thought my family business had stayed afloat entirely because Lu Ci was there to bring us luck and fortune. By day, Lu Ci was surrounded by women; by night, I was the only one who could satisfy him. Besides, no one but me was willing to bark like a dog in public just to please him. I thought my devotion had finally won him over. Until, on the eve of our engagement, I saw him email Bai Yiyi with my own eyes: “She only saved me from drowning when we were kids, and Lin Guyu is already shamelessly insisting I marry her.” “Just thinking about marrying her makes me sick. Once I take control of the Lin family, I’ll make you my wife.” I shut down the computer, consulted the oracle, and went to find my father: “I’m not marrying Lu Ci. I want to marry that fortune-teller in the mountains instead.” The teacup slipped from Dad’s hand and shattered on the floor. “But that fortune-teller is covered in sores and has a hunchback!”