"If you throw this hydrangea, your marriage will depend entirely on..."
Before the woman in charge of tossing the ball could finish her words, Madam Chu San's hydrangea had already flown out.
Then, Madam Chu Sanniang knocked out Liang Tanhua, whose fiancée had just died, with a hydrangea ball.
The woman swallowed again and again, and it took a lot of effort to spit out those three words: "... It's destiny!"
Intention: It's a good day to make a fateful fate