Seeing Shen Chao's fuss, Hua Qing felt a little helpless and pinched the bridge of his nose with his fingers: "Why didn't you say, rounding it off is considered marriage."

"That's not impossible."

As he spoke, Shen Chao's gaze shifted to Qu Xiaojue, giving him the feeling of seeing an old father: "Brother Jue is already twenty-eight and has not eaten meat yet. It's time to get married and have children. You must remember to have one by then."

Little girl, accept me as your godfather."

The more you say it, the more outrageous it becomes.

But Qu Xiaojue couldn't help but recall the soft black hair and fair face he saw after waking up that day. His little girl was wearing her own white shirt, lying obediently in his arms, even on her body.

There is a faint fragrance that seems to be there, and it comes from the same shower gel as mine, just like...

He has his own label all over his body.

If you really get married...

Thinking about it, Qu Xiaojue felt happy both physically and mentally.

Shen Chaoyue became more and more excited as he spoke, and approached Qu Xiaojue: "Brother Jue, why didn't Master come with us to get together today?"

After coming back to his senses, Qu Xiaojue raised his hand to put two pieces of ice in the wine glass, adjusted his sitting position, and shook it slowly: "She was picked up by Mu Hong's people, who said they wanted to see her for something."

At this time, Liu Zhenying was sitting in the car heading to the hospital.

Sitting opposite each other, Mu Hong casually took a bottle of juice from the car refrigerator and handed it to Liu Zhenying's hand. He said warmly: "When I invited Miss Liu to dinner last time, I saw that Miss Liu liked this juice very much. This juice is not available on the market.

Before it was circulated, I decided privately and asked Ah Qing to send some to you. When you finish drinking it, you can tell me and I will send it to you."

Don’t give up the things that are delivered to your door for free.

Liu Zhenying accepted it happily, opened it and took a sip. The rich mango flavor suddenly appeared in his mouth.

She narrowed her eyes and spread her white palms up towards Mu Hong: "Give me your birth date."

"What?"

"You came to me this time, didn't you want me to help you calculate your sister's fate?"

She actually thought about this.

Mu Hong's biological sister suffers from heart disease and was born frail. Although she was found and raised carefully three years ago and had surgery some time ago, she is still not suitable for strenuous exercise.

Liu Zhenying thought that he did not have the medical skills to relieve his sister's illness, and he could use his skills in fortune telling, so Mu Hong came to her not to ask for her help in fortune telling, but what else could it be?

Mu Hong also reacted: "Miss Liu misunderstood, I didn't come to you simply to ask you to help my sister tell fortunes."

"If it's not fortune-telling, what else could it be?"

"I want help enlightening my sister."

Mu Hong's biological sister is called Mu Meng. As her name suggests, she looks quite cute. Even though her heart disease has caused her to lose weight, she still has some baby fat on her face, which makes people feel soft just by looking at her.

But her fate was very unlucky. She had been separated since she was a child. She finally fell in love, but was hit by the man's personality to the point of low self-esteem. She even lost confidence in life. After being broken up, she once attempted suicide.

Mu Hong went to Liu Zhenying for this reason.

"Miss Liu."

He called out, and his voice was rarely serious and solemn: "I am looking for you this time because I hope you can help me persuade my sister and let her find some hope in life."

To be honest, after Mu Hong said so much, Liu Zhenying still couldn't understand what he meant.

Pursing her lips, she took a sip of juice and said, "What do you want to do? You can tell me directly."

"I want you to help me... coax her."

To be honest, Mu Hong really had nothing to do, so he decided to do this.

He felt that if Liu Zhenying could use fortune-telling to predict that Mu Meng would have a happy life in the future, maybe she would find some motivation to continue living.

But who would have thought that Liu Zhenying immediately frowned when he heard this: "You want me to help you deceive people?"

"This is not a lie, it's just a white lie."
Chapter completed!