Su Wanwan, a young genius of metaphysics who has been practicing in the mountain for eighteen years, was forced down the mountain by a marriage contract and married to the legendary wealthy CEO, Mo Yuan.
On their wedding night, she looked at the thick black air above her husband's head and counted with her fingers: "Husband, you are going to die."
Mo Yuan: "..."
After getting married, Su Wanwan set up a fortune-telling stall under the overpass during the day, and went home at night to extend the life of her ailing husband.
Business boss: "Master! Please give me some advice!"
The top movie queen: "Master! Please help me find my marriage!"
All the dignitaries from all walks of life crossed the threshold one after another, just to ask for her advice.
And Mo Yuan, who was said to not live to be thirty years old, not only got better and better, but also favored a certain little magician who was addicted to fortune telling.
Mo Yuan blocked Su Wanwan in the corner with a dangerous look in his eyes: "Honey, don't do it to others, do it for me first. When will we have a baby?"
Su Wanwan blushed and weakly handed over a talisman: "Husband, if you are sincere, you will be wise. This talisman of early birth of a child is worth ninety-nine thousand eight thousand."
