Chapter Twenty
Is it true that my daughter is hopeless? Is it true that there is no one to inherit the huge family fortune of my Qian Mansion? Then why should I fight for my life?
On this day, Qian Yu, as usual, had taken care of things outside and was about to go home. When he was passing by the street, he was suddenly stopped by a man.
Following the sound, I saw an upright blind man sitting there in an alley beside the street, with a sail beside him and a letter to Immortal Lingbo.
Yes, he was the guy who raved that Xiao Mo was in a bloody disaster.
Qian Yu walked over with a puzzled look on his face and heard that the blind man actually told him everything about his family. So with half-belief, he asked the blind man to figure out his daughter's fate.
The blind man said that Xiao Mo's year would be very bad and there would be a bloody disaster.
When Qian Yu heard this, he became even more anxious and quickly stepped forward to ask for help.
The fortune teller saw that Qian Yu was anxious, but instead looked leisurely, touched his beard, came close to Qian Yu's ear, and told him the solution to the problem.
Qian Yu nodded while remembering what the blind man said. When he came back to his senses, he saw that the blind man was no longer in sight.
Therefore, Qian Yu realized that he had met an immortal, so he believed what the blind man just said and hurriedly walked towards Qian's house.
Xiao Mo, who was lying in the room dying and struggling, didn't know that the gears of her fate had already begun to turn, and now, it was only just beginning.
"Husband, can I not drink this medicine? It's so bitter." Wow, I drank this terribly bitter Chinese medicine every day, and I lost my appetite at all.
Even after drinking so much, my illness didn't get any better.
Well, our Western medicine is better and takes effect quickly. This Chinese medicine is bitter and takes effect slowly.
"Mo, you are a woman, why are you afraid of taking medicine?" Nangong felt sweet in his heart when he heard Xiao Mo call him husband. This was an intimate term between them.
Originally I wanted to call her Wife Mo, but after trying for a long time, I still couldn't.
I am not the shameless guy like Xiao Mo who always treats disgusting things as fun.
After thinking about it for a long time, I still thought it would be more appropriate to call him by his first name.
"Woo, I'm afraid, I'm afraid, I don't want to drink." Xiao Mo's little girlish temper got worse again, and he started to play tricks on Nangong.
Nangong, on the other hand, had a dark look on his face, and the corners of his mouth twitched as he looked at Xiao Mo who was cheating.
Sighing, I had no choice but to give him good advice.
Looking at Xiao Mo, who looked a bit like a little man, Nangong shook his head helplessly. No matter what, she was her own wife. If you marry a chicken, follow the chicken, marry a dog, follow the dog!
"Hehe, hubby, this medicine is very hot. I'll drink it after it cools down, okay?" Seeing that Nangong was determined to drink it by himself, Xiao Mo changed his strategy very smartly, stalling for time, and maybe he could still get away with it by then.
,whee!
"It's okay, Yu'er will just blow it for you." How could Xiao Mo's little thoughts escape Nangong's eyes?
You know, Xiao Mo has tried every means not to drink medicine these days, but with Nangong's help, all those disgusting Chinese medicines got into Xiao Mo's stomach.
Wow, life is so miserable, why did you meet such a powerful husband? You can't do anything about it yourself.
Chapter completed!