Call Her a Disaster? Big Bosses All over Beijing Are Rushing to Kiss Her!

[Shura Field+Xiongjing+Sweetness+Metaphysics] Everyone in the capital said that the real daughter the Yun family had recovered was mentally ill. On the day Yun Ruohuan returned home, she revealed with one sentence that a certain noble lady was evil. The man didn't believe it, so his whole family went bankrupt, his husband went to jail, and his children were separated. The whole city was in an uproar, and everyone avoided her like the god of plague. Later, Yun Ruohuan did fortune telling, fortune telling, selling talismans, catching ghosts, and all kinds of deceiving things. Everyone was waiting to see her finish. Until someone saw the Buddha of the Yu family being pushed against the wall by her, clasping his wrists: "The Buddha's bones belong to me, and so do you." The whole city exploded. Before anyone could react, Zhou Wangqing, the ancestor of the Zhou family who was worshiped with incense after his death, came to the door. Twisting the yellowed marriage certificate between her fingertips, she smiled deeply: "Ah Huan, the Yun family has betrothed you to me. A contract marriage is also considered a marriage." A lazy voice from behind interrupted: "Senior sister and I made an engagement a thousand years ago." The man with the cinnabar mole between his eyebrows was her most beloved junior brother in her previous life. He had been chasing her for thousands of years and had already become a demon. "Sister, please love me." What's even more outrageous is—— Popular movie star Lu Chaochen suddenly turned down his hundreds of millions in salary and announced to retire. The reporter followed up late at night and captured the Qing Leng movie star kneeling in front of Yun Ruohuan's stall, begging her in a low voice. "Ah Huan, help me tell my fortune, when can I marry you?" The Beijing circle went completely crazy. The true daughter of the Yun family, who was called crazy, was being held in the palms of the hands of the most untouchable men in Beijing, refusing to give in an inch. But Yu Guanlan never let go from beginning to end. He lowered his head and kissed her fingertips, his voice as soft as a Buddha's sigh. "As early as a thousand years ago, my body and mind were yours."