[Financial fanatic's short story about a master metaphysician [expression] criticizes the CEO at all costs]
Shen Kan's Gua Guan has a clearly marked price: 88 per person at the time of death, no refunds or exchanges.
After all, she herself is a short-lived ghost - the Shen family's life span is shortened, and she will not live to be 25 years old. Therefore, she is greedy for money, cherishes her life, and is blind to money. She only looks at the death of others and never reaches out to save the world.
Until He Tingzhou kicked open her door.
The president of the He family has a twitching left eyebrow, a golden destiny, and the curse that the male member of the He family will not live to be thirty is ticking on him.
He threw out a black card: "Two hundred thousand, how can you avoid it?"
She didn't even raise her eyelids: "Thirty thousand per month, only counting the time of death, not salvation."
The divorce case in the twelfth lunar month, the blood jade brave, the life-changing talisman, the ancestral tomb array... He risked his life to block the evil, and she used his contract to fight against the evil wolf.
He pinched her waist and his eyes turned red with anger: "If you negotiate with me on my contract, do you know if it will be burned and you will follow me?"
She stood on tiptoe and kissed him: "I know."
"You knew and still went?!"
"Because I don't want you to die."
"Look, Shen, you committed a foul."
"Emotional matters don't count."
The golden destiny seal is broken, and the willing power returns to share the destiny lock.
He was thirty-three, she was twenty-six years, a life and death difference of 2.5 Meters——
He doesn't believe in fate, he only believes in her. Her fate doesn't count, only his.
