The Problem with Marrying Rich: Out of the Way, Ex

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Li Qin looked at the children who had grown a lot and couldn't help sighing.

After all, this home still doesn't look like a home. Now she just hopes that his son will find the other half as soon as possible and give her a big fat boy. Otherwise, she wouldn't see her grandson, and she wouldn't be surprised.

And she has recently begun to believe in ghosts and gods. Every week she goes to a temple in Yecheng to burn incense and worship the Buddha. She always feels that the Mo family has been very unsuccessful in the past few years. First, her husband Mo Xuming died, and then his son married Discomfort, she relapsed heart disease herself, coupled with the family was married to such a cheap woman Xia Yuwei gave birth to a wild child, all this is home unsettling, poor family luck.

At the temple, Li Qin carefully walked to a **** with the help of Wu Xiaomin. She was babbling with both hands, whispering something in her mouth, thinking something, and seemed to be asking God for blessings.

Then I took 20,000 yuan from my bag and donated it to the temple as incense money.

The management of the temple was an old grandfather who was nearly seventies. When he saw that someone had donated so much money, he excitedly held Li Qin's hand and kept saying thank you.

Many young people are now disrespectful to the gods, so fewer and fewer people come to pray in the temple to worship God. Their temple is the most famous and known as the most spiritual one in the night city. Somewhat popular.

"You're welcome, it should be." Li Qin nodded toward Grandpa. What they have in the Mo family is that she didn't look at the 20,000 yuan at all. Besides, she came to ask the gods to bless them. Bless them. Mo Jiashun goes well. Do n’t give up moths and bless his son. Peaceful.

Li Qin asked Wu Xiaomin to help herself light a few joss sticks, and then burned a lot of paper money. She thought she was getting better during this time, and it must have something to do with her insisting on worshipping the gods every week. Bless her.

So she will come here often to burn incense.

"Well, Xiaomin, let's go. Come back next week." Li Qin asked Wu Xiaomin to help himself. The driver master outside was waiting, and they should go back after they have been out for so long.

Only she took a few steps, and an old man's voice suddenly came from behind.

"Fortune telling, fortune-telling, those who have fate do not take any money."

Li Qin froze. Looking back, he found an old man in his seventies with a sign in his hand, fortune-telling. The old man looked like a blind man, his eyes were slightly closed, and there was a trace of white in his eyes.

The management of the temple came over at this time and said to Li Qin, "Madam, this is Mr. Divine Master in our temple. Many people come here to ask this old gentleman to count. You need to count Gossip? "

Li Qin asked Wu Xiaomin to help herself to turn around. She had previously told numerology that she had let some so-called great immortals count before, but they were not allowed. Those great immortals were nonsense, just say something Luxurious, there is no calculation at all, is this really a magical calculation?

Li Qin was a little skeptical.

Wu Xiaomin on the side was very curious. She had never fortune-telling, just thought it was fun.

"Ma'am, let's let Daxian count. Anyway, don't have any money. You only see it once for 50 yuan." Wu Xiaomin said with a little excitement, thinking that she would also let Daxian do the calculation for herself, see her. When will there be peach blossoms in my life, and when will I meet my true destiny.

Li Qin nodded and said, "Then count it."

Said to sit in front of that great immortal.