Su Xingyan was completely unaware that Shen Ke's car had driven away.
Yi Chuan walked her to her car and warned: "I heard from Yifeng that you were infected by a very strange tomb toxin. Although you were cured, it damaged your foundation. Don't overuse your eyes and pay attention to rest." .”
Su Xingyan smiled slightly, "Thank you."
Yi Chuan smiled helplessly and joked: "From the moment we met until now, you have said thank you countless times to me. Apart from thank you, don't you have anything else to say to me?"
A look of apology appeared in Su Xingyan's beautiful eyes, "I'm sorry, I have been addicted to calligraphy, painting and ancient culture since I was a child. I am introverted and taciturn. I am not very good at dealing with people. Talking is very boring."
Yi Chuan stared at her face and thought to himself, this face alone was so stunning that it didn't matter what she said.
Su Xingyan leaned over and got into the car.
The black hair scattered on her shoulders is graceful and charming, her waist is soft and slender, and her slender legs seem to be boneless.
Just by glancing at him, Yi Chuan felt it was offensive.
How can a girl be so beautiful?
Yi Chuan's heart felt like a deer struck.
The bodyguard started the car and drove towards Mo He's house.
The car was already far away, but Yi Chuan was still standing there, looking steadily at the direction in which Su Xingyan's car was leaving.
Only later did he realize that his love for her had not diminished but grown.
It's just that she never gave him a chance.
Thirty or forty minutes later, Su Xingyan arrived at Mo He's house.
The couple is upstairs in the studio.
Lu Enqi is now a well-known fashion designer at home and abroad. He mainly designs Hanfu. His works are not only sold offline, but also very popular online. They are even sold abroad and are deeply loved by foreign Hanfu enthusiasts.
Mo He is responsible for helping her handle all matters in the studio.
Open the studio door.
The precious sandalwood was burning in the room, and it smelled very elegant and pleasant to the nose.
Su Xingyan saw Lu Enqi wearing a white silk dress in the spacious and bright studio, holding a paintbrush and painting.
The model is Mo He.
He was wearing a gorgeous white brocade Hanfu, and he was sitting on a dark blue leather sofa with a cool posture.
The face of a man who is nearly forty years old is still firm, with no wrinkles or a trace of vicissitudes of life. On the contrary, he is a little more relaxed, relaxed and majestic than when he was young, like a peerless white jade that has spanned a thousand years, and has been nourished by the warmth of the years.
Su Xingyan stared at the two of them quietly.
There are only four words in my mind, the couple of gods and immortals.
Hearing the sound of the door opening, Lu Enqi looked back and smiled playfully at her, "Hey, my precious little niece is here. Please sit down, please sit down!"
He is obviously only four years older than me, but he still has to use the airs of his elders to suppress others.
Su Xingyan has long been accustomed to Lu Enqi's quirkiness since she was a child.
She called her aunt, walked to the sofa next to Mo He, sat down three or four meters away from him, and said, "Uncle, I'm here today to see you if I have something to do."
Mo He sat up straight, "What's the matter?"
"Have you heard of the fate of the Lonely Star? Is there a way to crack it?"
Hearing this, Mo He frowned and his expression became solemn.
Since he was a child, he has traveled around the world with his master and has seen countless strange people and strange things.
Such fates are rare, but he has seen them before.
The master is.
Therefore, Master Mo Xuandao has lived for more than a hundred years without getting married. He is alone, with no father, no mother, no wife and children, and only a group of martial arts apprentices around him.
The apprentices are all men, and they are strong men who have practiced martial arts since childhood. They have strong yang energy and are not afraid of being defeated by them.
Mo He said truthfully: "My master has this kind of destiny. People with this kind of destiny are mostly geniuses, but they can only die alone. If it can be broken, my master will definitely not stay unmarried for the rest of his life."
The implication is that even someone as capable as his master can't do anything about it.
Ordinary people have no choice.
There was a trace of disappointment in Su Xingyan's beautiful big eyes.
Lu Enqi walked up to her and put his arm on her slender shoulders, "Are you talking about Shen Ke?"
Su Xingyan paused, "How do you know?"
"Other than Shen Ke, who else can make you work so hard?"
"Don't tell my grandpa and grandpa. Grandpa didn't think highly of Shen Ke and I from the beginning. Now that grandma knows about it, she'll become even more competitive."
"Don't worry, it will be kept strictly confidential. My dad is a little more open-minded, and mainly my mom is responsible for everything. If she finds out, it will be a big trouble."
The aunt and nephew talked for a while, and Su Xingyan left.
The deep disappointment can be seen in his body shape.
Get in the car and sit down.
She told the driver: "Go find Mr. Ji, the fortune teller."
Even if you knew you were looking for him, there was not much hope.
But people are like this, if they don’t give it a try, they won’t give up.
She couldn't wait until the next day and called her father Gu Beixian to help make an appointment.
Night falls.
The car drove outside the city and arrived at Mr. Ji's house.
Ji Lao's apprentice said that he would not see anyone at night and asked him to come back at nine o'clock tomorrow morning.
Su Xingyan and her bodyguard stayed at a nearby hotel.
The bodyguard took the time to quietly send a message to Shen Ke: Mr. Shen, Miss Xingyan met Mr. Gu Yifeng, Mr. Mo He and Mr. Mo, and they came to meet the magic fortune teller Ji Lao again.
Shen Ke read the message three times and sighed softly.
Sometimes I feel that what virtue and ability I have is worthy of her paying so much for him?
There were obviously so many easy paths to take, but she had to choose the most difficult one.
At nine o'clock the next day, the sun was rising.
Su Xingyan came to Mr. Ji's house with her bodyguards.
The house is decorated like an ancient mansion.
Mr. Ji is sitting on the mahogany Taishi chair in the main hall. He is about eighty years old, with fair hair and a childlike face, and round and delicate fingers.
Wearing a white satin trousers, she looks quite a bit fairy-like.
Before Su Xingyan opened her mouth, Mr. Ji had already figured out her purpose and said, "Young Master Shen's destiny is unexplainable, and it's useless for you to look for me. Changing your destiny against the will of heaven is too damaging to your foundation. I still want to live a few more years." .”
Su Xingyan's beautiful eyes flashed with a trace of disappointment, "Apart from this, is there no other way?"
Mr. Ji twirled his snow-white beard and said, "Little girl, you should be grateful that you have a good fate. If it were an ordinary woman, she would have been bedridden long ago."
Su Xingyan didn't believe this evil, "Could it be a coincidence?"
Ji Lao laughed, with a detached attitude that could be broken by the world, "It has been predestined for a long time in the dark, and the mutual growth and mutual restraint are all due to coincidence. There are so many coincidences that you can't believe it. If you insist on going against nature, , don’t blame me for not reminding you.”
"Send guests off." He stood up, flicked his long sleeves, and turned to go to the study.
Over eighty years old, I still feel windy when I walk.
Su Xingyan was quite surprised to see such an arrogant old man.
The servant came over and said to her: "Miss, please."
Su Xingyan took out a thick red envelope from her bag and handed it to him.
The servant said: "Mr. Ji has told me in advance that I will not accept your red envelope, so please don't come again in the future."
Su Xingyan sighed rarely.
Leave Ji Mansion.
Su Xingyan got into the car.
After a long silence, she dialed Shen Ke's number. She shouldn't have said anything for the moment, but just remained silent.
She didn't say a word, but Shen Ke could already hear her helplessness and powerlessness.
Shen Ke mobilized the muscles on his face, made a smile, and pretended to be relaxed and said: "Forget me, Xingyan, forget me. It's much easier to forget someone than to work so hard."
Su Xingyan felt a pain in her heart when she heard this, "I don't care, I don't care at all. My brother said this kind of thing, if you believe it, you have it, if you don't believe it, you don't have it. I don't believe these things. You are not allowed to break up with me, do you hear me? ?”
