Dedicate the President to Tarot Cards

Tags: # Metaphysics # Tarot Cards # Crazy criticizing the male protagonist # Socially fearful female protagonist # Contractual marriage # Fetters of fate # Shuangwen Shen Qingci, twenty-two years old, is a professional fortune teller. My biggest wish is to find a corner where no one knows me, set up a small stall, and live in peace until I grow old. Until she found a pair of blood-stained tarot cards in an antique market. The card spirit woke up, the system was activated, and a cold mechanical voice told her: "Want to live? Go and change the life of that man who is destined not to live past thirty." That man's name is Lu Yan. An abandoned son of the Lu family consortium, he is rumored to be a short-lived ghost with crippled legs, a violent temper, and who will not live to be thirty. Everyone said he was an abandoned son, but only Shen Qingci knew—— He is a wolf in sheep's clothing, a hunter dormant in the dark, and a madman who treats the whole world as a chessboard. She divined for him, warded off disasters for him, and helped him uncover enemies hiding in the dark. She uses the Fool card to break cause and effect, uses the Justice card to force out the truth, and uses the Death card to swallow up curses. She thought it was just a deal - she gave him her life, he gave her money, and the money and goods were paid in full, and they owed nothing to each other. Until that rainy night, Lu Yan stood up from the wheelchair and blocked her in the corner. He held her chin, and there was an undercurrent in his eyes that she couldn't understand: "Master Shen, the contract says that you cannot leave me more than a hundred meters away." "Then do you know what this means?" Shen Qingci looked at his face so close and suddenly realized—— She got herself into trouble that she couldn't get rid of.