It's really fragrant after the flash marriage with the black-bellied third uncle

The next day, Wang Meifeng went to the Laifu Temple on the top of the mountain to pray for Lin Shengguo.

When she was offering incense in the front hall, the servant Wang Ma immediately went to the back hall to take care of everything with a tall and thin host.

Wang Ma counted twenty big bills and secretly handed them to the host: "Remember, follow what we agreed before."

The host clapped his hands together in return: "Understood, benefactor."

When Wang Meifeng came to the back hall, what Wang Ma wanted to tell her was what the host heard.

"Stay away from the daughter who has nothing to do with you, and avoid her magnetic field from affecting you.

The fate between people has its own definite number.Your fate with her is over, Amitabha. "

Wang Meifeng said anxiously: "Who said it wasn't! Since I haven't missed that woman, nothing has happened.

You said...my family...why can't you teach me to understand it!

He also said that after breaking into the ghost gate several times, he suddenly saw it through and felt that money was no longer important. "

As she said that, Wang Meifeng couldn't help chatting with the host: "Master, tell me, how can this money not be important!"

The host's thin face stiffened and twitched twice.

Wang Meifeng also felt that she had talked too much, so she handed over an envelope: "Master, this is sesame oil money. Please donate it for me. May our family be safe and sound."

"Okay, the benefactor has a heart, Amitabha." The abbot clasped his hands together and returned the salute again.

Wang Meifeng went down the mountain and left in a private car.

At this time, a black Maybach drove slowly from the corner.

Zhou Nan, who was driving, pressed the headset, turned his head slightly and reported: "Master, it's all recorded."

"En." Lu Xun in the back seat turned on his phone, and handed the video of Wang Ma's editing and the video of Wang Meifeng talking to the host to Lin Qingyu to watch.

After watching the two videos, Lin Qingyu was so angry that her fingers trembled.

"This Wang Ma, I have no grievances with her, why did she hurt me like this!" Lin Qingyu became more and more angry, "When I was in the Lin family, I was polite to all the servants and never bullied me. Who, who does not respect. How is this person..."

Lin Qingyu's eyes were scarlet, and she couldn't continue speaking.

She always thought that it was Wang Meifeng who took the initiative to ask the so-called master for fortune-telling.

The master deduced that her fortune-telling was not good, which resulted in her not being valued at home these years and being made things difficult for her everywhere.

But the result is not, it is artificially controlled!

It's a conspiracy!

How could this make her angry!

"Honey, don't be angry." Lu Xun leaned over, stretched out his thumb, and gently stroked the corners of her wet eyes, "I brought you here to respect your thoughts and think that you might want to deal with it yourself. But if you , I will help you deal with it directly.”

After hearing this, Lin Qingyu was so moved that she hugged Lu Xun's waist, buried her face in his heart and rubbed it against his heart: "My husband is the best for me."

Lu Xun touched the back of her head: "That's natural. I don't spoil you, and no one can spoil you."

Zhou Nan, who is driving in the front row, is so sour!

This job is really not suitable for single dogs.

Soon, the car arrived at the foot of the mountain.

Lu Xun, Lin Qingyu, Zhou Nan and several bodyguards walked up to the top of the mountain.

When entering the temple, burn incense first. Both Lin Qingyu and Lu Xun burned incense in the temple first, and then went to the backyard to find the host.

At this time, the host was sitting in a gazebo playing chess with himself.His brows were serious, and he looked depressed.

Lin Qingyu walked over, and said in a gentle voice, "Master himself is frowning, how can he explain the confusion to the world?"

The host was startled when he heard the words, and quickly got up to salute: "Amitabha, the two benefactors, you are polite."

Lin Qingyu frowned and walked into the gazebo, and sat opposite the master with Lu Xun.

"Master Suwen has researched numerology, I would like to ask master to help my husband and I approve the numerology, so that we can get married."

The host looked confused, but still made a "please" gesture: "Two benefactors, please report your birthday."

Lin Qingyu and Lu Xun reported their birthdays respectively.

When the host heard Lin Qingyu's horoscope, his complexion changed suddenly.

He is too familiar with this birthday horoscope!

almost recite.

He took a deep breath: "Amitabha, what should come, has always come."