Hearing the words of the fortune teller, Qu Yan recalled his previous fortunes. It was not easy to describe the words "not going well" at all...

She only smiled, "Well said."

Then the fortune-teller began to babble, saying that the lady is going to have a big luck, and it's going to pass the fleeting years, and it was a hype.

After listening to Qu Yan for a long time, he said again, "There is an old man in the family. Go and make the calculations with the old man. Then...the old man has no choice but to say something leisurely."

What she wants to do most now is to keep the old lady from being fooled by Qu Ning.

"Good, good," the fortune-teller said repeatedly.

Anyway, his family gave a lot of money, so looking at a few more is not a problem.

However, when he went out, he shook his head and the smile on his face disappeared.

He murmured, "No, it's very unlucky to what extent is it going to bottom out and rebound? This lady's fate is really a setback... I hope she can see it."

After that, the fortune-teller went to chat with Grandpa Ji again, and coaxed him a few words, saying that the Ji family's business would be bigger and more prosperous in the future, which made the grandpa very happy.

When we met at dinner, the old lady looked at Qu Yan's face for the first time and was kind.

"Let's eat," he said.

This is also the first time Qu Yan has spoken to her in the three months since he entered Ji's house.

"Yes." Qu Yan said, but his heart gradually settled down.

Although Ji Peihong didn't like her, it was okay to do what he liked so that he didn't hate her that much.

So, within a few days, another theater troupe came to Ji's family. Qu Yan concealed the fact that he didn't understand Peking opera at all, and invited the old man to watch Peking opera together.

No way, the old man likes these things, and she must listen to them.

Unexpectedly, while listening to the play, Qu Ning came to the door again, "Oh, it's so lively."

Qu Yan's body suddenly stiffened.

She wanted to know that Qu Ning's purpose was definitely not simple.

And Mrs. Ji, since meeting Xia Man, hasn't paid much attention to her.

So when she said something, no one answered it.

The scene was a bit awkward for a while.

Only the Peking opera on the stage continued to sing. It was a "Farewell My Concubine" and the actor who played Yu Ji sang, "Majesty, how will you win or lose if you play today?"

A trace of fierceness flashed in Qu Ning's eyes.

Before, she came to Ji's house, but no one had ever ignored her.

Qu Yan is only carrying a daughter in her belly, so why can she live so well?

Every time she sees this cheap breed being raised by the jinyiyu food, she feels as uncomfortable as a fire is burning in her heart!

Yu Ji sang again, "Soldiers win or lose, it's normal, why worry about it?"

Do not! She can't afford to lose, take a step back, there is an abyss behind her!

Qu Shouquan is already in jail, and the Yao family no longer cared about her. Now the Qu clan can support her. Ji Zhuoran is helping her. If he also...

This kid must fight!

Seeing that no one was paying attention to her here, and Qu Yan was sitting next to the old lady again, Qu Ning turned around and left.

The old man couldn't speak here temporarily, so she went to Ji Zhuoran.

As for Qu Yan, watching Qu Ning leave with anger, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

At least this time, she stopped Qu Ning.

...

"Zoran, I..." Qu Ning's voice on the phone was crying.

Ji Zhuoran was processing data at this time. Hearing her voice as if she was about to cry, she put down the file and asked, "What's wrong?"

"I...I just learned something today..." she said with a deep cry, "I want to tell you about this matter in person."