"Yes." Liu Zhenying responded, without the slightest hint of embarrassment, and in a matter-of-fact tone: "Because I'm very poor."

poverty?

Qu Xiaojue raised his eyebrows in disbelief.

Although she is the biological daughter who has just been found by the Liu family, the Liu family should not be so shameless that they treat her badly.

Qi Zihang looked at the attitudes of the two people going back and forth, and was unsure of their attitudes for a moment, so he asked tentatively: "Sir, who is this?"

"From the Liu family."

There is only one person named Liu who is famous in the circle, so naturally there will be no misunderstanding.

Qi Zihang nodded: "Those two are..."

"It doesn't matter."

"I'm pursuing him."

Two voices appeared at the same time, the former was impatient, while the latter was somewhat cheerful.

But the meaning behind the words made Qi Zihang slightly startled.

"You have the nerve to say it."

Qu Xiaojue leaned against the wall again. He raised his hand and pulled the black combat uniform, revealing his bronze chest. His posture was very casual, looking sexy and calm.

Liu Zhenying tilted his head in confusion: "Why am I embarrassed? You are my destined husband. You don't like me, so I pursue you. Is there anything wrong with that?"

Her black and white apricot eyes were clean and open, and they did not change at all even after being stared at by Qu Xiaojue with dark eyes for several seconds.

After a while, Qu Xiaojue relit a cigarette with a slight irritation. After the smoke dispersed quietly, he opened his lips and said, "Why are you staring at me? Aren't you trying to earn money from the Qi family? Why don't you hurry up?"

"oh."

Liu Zhenying responded in a daze, and then stared back again, hanging his fingers by his side and making a decision: "Your family lives in No. 18, Building 3, Mingting Villa. It has seven bedrooms, five living rooms and five bathrooms. It is divided into upper and lower floors.

On the two floors, in addition to normal furniture, there is a fish tank and a dart board in the living room..."

She spent five minutes describing all the arrangements of the Qi family in detail.

Hearing this, Qi Zihang sneered at him. Anyone who has been to his home or inquired carefully would be able to know that there are countless of them.

But no matter what, Mrs. Qi was convinced, with surprise on her old face. She stepped forward and held Liu Zhenying's hand: "It's amazing. I threw those two jade pendants on the coffee table casually this morning.

You can figure this out."

Liu Zhenying didn't know how to restrain himself at all, and said in a gentle voice: "Also, Mr. Qi, you must have had a lot of quarrels with your relatives recently, right?"

Qi Zihang was startled, but before he could respond, Mrs. Qi nodded quickly: "Yes, he had a fight with his second uncle when he came out this morning."

"That's right." Liu Zhenying's voice was clear, slow and methodical: "This is all because you changed the layout of the villa three months ago, so that the Chinese kitchen is facing the bathroom. The kitchen belongs to fire, and the bathroom belongs to water.

, both are places where turbid air is generated. If the kitchen door faces the toilet door, it will lead to disharmony between husband and wife and unrest in the family."

Qi Zihang is not married yet, so he should worry about his family.

What is this all about?

Qi Zihang's brows furrowed even more tightly.

We are in the 21st century, where do these feudal superstitions come from?

But Mrs. Qi was completely devastated.

Even if Qi Zihang blocked her, she still insisted on taking Liu Zhenying home and let her arrange the feng shui of her home.

It wasn't until she sat in the car that Liu Zhenying realized belatedly that she seemed to have forgotten Qu Xiaojue in the restaurant corridor.

She slapped her forehead in frustration and quickly started counting with her fingers.

This move was naturally seen by Mrs. Qi next to her, and she curiously asked: "Miss Liu, what are you doing?"

"Let me tell Qu Xiaojue's fortune."

"Give him fortune telling?"

"Yes." Liu Zhenying responded casually: "I calculated that he has suffered a big disaster recently. Although I gave him a heart guard, if he accidentally dies outside, wouldn't I have to be a widow?"

She said these words briskly and without any inhibitions, as if she had no thought at all.

Then he saw that there was no big emotion on her gentle and white face, but she put away her fingers and raised her eyes to look at Qi Zihang sitting opposite: "Mr. Qi, please help me tell Qu Xiaojue not to go out at night.

The south is prone to accidents, thank you."

To be honest, when Qi Zihang looks at Liu Zhenying now, he feels like he is looking at a deceitful villain.

Hearing this, his voice became even more mocking: "Miss Liu, you don't have the lordship's contact information?"

"Why should I have his contact information?"

"Don't you keep saying that he is your destined husband?"

"That's right." Liu Zhenying's warm and cool voice was refreshing, mixed with a hint of confusion: "This is fate, what does it have to do with whether I have his contact information?"

She really didn't understand the connection.

But in Qi Zihang's eyes, she was just messing around, which made him sneer in annoyance and tilt his head to one side, not wanting to say anything more to her at all.

Even after entering the villa gate, he was in a hurry and just casually said: "Mom, I have something else to do, so I won't stay with you."

Mrs. Qi looked at her son's back going up the stairs, and said with a hint of embarrassment in her tone: "I'm really sorry, Zihang has a lot of things going on. I didn't mean to embarrass you."

"It's okay."

As long as he paid her the bill, Liu Zhenying didn't care what the other person's attitude was.

To her, this is the God of Wealth.
Chapter completed!