The fortune-teller studied Song Yi’s destiny chart and let out a long sigh.
“You have Wu Qu and Tan Lang in the same palace. Those stars don’t bring success in youth. You’ll drift from place to place when you’re young, but achieve great things in middle age. You’re destined to become the richest man alive.”
Song Yi was barely a teenager then. Both his parents were dead, and he was a notorious troublemaker. He sneered and walked away, not even bothering to leave money for the reading.
That night, however, he met a helpless little boy at the mouth of an alley. The child was shivering, his eyes full of fear. Song Yi’s heart softened. He took him home, fed and clothed him, and even gritted his teeth and paid to send him to school.
The boy wrapped his arms around his neck and called him “Big Brother.”
For the first time, Song Yi felt he had a home.
Then the boy’s biological parents suddenly showed up and forcibly took him away, insisting that this hooligan with dyed blond hair was a kidnapper!
It turned out the child was a young master.
The young master said nothing. He only watched as Song Yi was handcuffed and taken to prison.
Years later, Song Yi made it to middle age and transformed into the elegant, stern Mr. Song.
On his thirtieth birthday, he saw the fortune-teller again and was about to go after him when a young man in white socks and sneakers stopped him.
The man came closer and softly called, “Big Brother.”
When an old enemy reappeared, murderous intent surged in Song Yi’s heart. But before he could act, those hands clamped tightly around his wrist, and a husky voice said:
“I missed you so much, Big Brother.”
#A love story full of hatred
#The husband shows up as his rival, leaving his wife stunned, and the first thing she does is throw a punch
#Mr. Song, how come your husband is a college student?
Theme: Never lose hope in fate.
