Su Wanwan, a young genius in metaphysics who had been practicing in the deep mountains and forests for eighteen years, was finally kicked down the mountain by his master, who euphemistically called it: practice in the world. Before leaving, Master gave her a marriage contract, and the object was Bo Jingchuan, the extremely wealthy CEO of the Bo Group.
When Su Wanwan first entered a wealthy family, she was treated like a bumpkin from the countryside, ridiculed by her relatives and provoked by her love rivals.
Su Wanwan smiled calmly, made a secret with her left hand, drew a talisman with her right hand, and turned around to open the live broadcast room.
"Hello water friends, your husband's head is so green that he can grow a green grassland."
"Brother, if your hall turns black, there will be a bloody disaster within three days. Don't you believe it? I'll give you a 20% discount on the coffin board."
"Sister, your boyfriend is actually a cross-dresser. If you don't believe me, lift up his wig and take a look."
At first, the entire Internet mocked her as a sensational liar.
Later, business giants, top movie stars, and scientific research tycoons lined up to ask her for fortune telling.
Bao Jingchuan blocked his little wife in a corner and asked with red eyes, "How many more vests do you have that I don't know about?"
Su Wanwan blinked and took out a talisman: "President, do you want to count the marriage? It's 20% off."
Bao Jingchuan: "..."
He just wants to know, when will his CEO's wife, who has been thinking about getting divorced and cultivating immortality, really look at him?
