"What? The fortune teller said that we were destined to be destined? Did he fart, you know?" Lin Wanwan looked like an educated young man with the determination of a silent, strange and confused man.
"No, what I mean is..." Gu Yu looked disdainfully at the determined materialist young woman in front of him, raised the corners of his mouth, and said word by word, "I said, we are destined."