I can copy the three thousand avenues

There is only a small old-fashioned wooden window in the west wing, and the window lattice is covered with dust and cobwebs.

The afternoon sun filtered through and fell on Wen Lan's anxious face.

Li Daxian gently repeated Wen Lan's birth date and asked, "Is that right?"

"That's right." Wen Lan was so nervous that his palms were sweating.

At this moment, it seems that I am waiting for the judgment of "fate".

"The mixture of official and partial officials indicates unhappy marriages and polygamy." Li Daxian shook his head gently, "The official you are destined for is more prosperous than the girl just now, but the partial official in your destiny will become stronger and stronger in the past few years. You My future marriage won’t be much better.”

"What is a partial official?" Wen Lan was confused.

"The main official is the destined husband, and the partial official is the lover or suitor." Li Daxian's right eye moved outward.

Wen Lan said "Oh" in disappointment and asked eagerly, "Is the official I have chosen the same man from beginning to end?"

"A regular official can become a partial official, and a partial official can also become a regular official." Li Daxian said ambiguously, and suddenly yawned and shouted out the window, "I'm tired, I can't say any more, please close the door and thank the guests."

Li Daxian's wife quickly stood at the door and made an inviting gesture to Wen Lan.

"Mr. Li, please give me some more advice!" Wen Lan felt that he had said everything and yet nothing.

Li Daxian breathed a long sigh of relief, "Although you have bad relationships in your horoscope, you still have a man to support you until you grow old. But that girl just now couldn't explain it-"

"Sir, do you have any solution to this problem?" Wen Lan was more worried about Zhou Qiao than himself.

"Bring her a message for me——"

As soon as Li Daxian spoke slowly, he was interrupted sharply by Zhou Qiao outside, "Let's go, Lanlan!"

"Let's go, let's go. The horoscope is destined and cannot be changed." Li Daxian shook his head.

Wen Lan still refused to give up, "Sir, please give us some advice!"

Li Daxian stopped saying anything.

Wen Lan stood in the room and waited for a while. Zhou Qiao's urging came again, and she had no choice but to walk out of the west wing in frustration.

When he saw Li Daxian's wife, Wen Lan remembered that divination was paid, and asked quickly: "Sister-in-law, how much do we need to pay?"

"You two are not good fortune tellers, so the money will be waived." Li Daxian's wife said expressionlessly.

Wen Lan's spine went cold.

I have heard someone say before that "a person who is about to die does not charge for fortune telling." Could her relationship and marriage with Zhou Qiao be comparable to that of "a person who is about to die"?

When Zhou Qiao heard this, he didn't even help Wen Lan. His face turned pale with anger and he walked out of the yard. After getting in the car, he immediately started the engine.

When Wen Lan limped into the car, Zhou Qiao stepped on the accelerator, and the car quickly drove out of the town and onto the national highway like an arrow.

"I'm so confused today that I came here to listen to this half-blind man's nonsense!" Zhou Qiao scolded angrily, "You say I am a widow? I think her wife is a widow!"

Wen Lan also wished that what Li Daxian said was all made up out of thin air, but she vaguely believed it.

Because she also drew a marriage lottery at the Chenghuang Temple in Beijing two years ago.

Thinking back to her own emotional and marital experiences, she became more and more certain that her "emotional marriage would not go well" in the future.

Since it's not going well, then just don't touch it!

Li Daxian said that Zhou Qiao was "a widow," but Wen Lan didn't believe it at all.

"After driving for more than an hour, we came to this damn place to hear him curse us with his white teeth! How stupid we are!" Zhou Qiao punched the horn on the steering wheel hatefully.

The car made a shrill whistle.

"Believe it if it's good, don't believe it if it's bad." Wen Lan used what Xie Yansheng said to persuade Zhou Qiao.

"I know that the blind man is talking nonsense, but I still feel angry in my heart!" Zhou Qiao scolded, "My Zhao Huan is living well, but the blind man insists on saying that I am a widow! I really regret not marrying the blind man's father! "

Zhou Qiao was amused by her, "Li Daxian is in his forties or fifties, and his father may have been laid to rest. You don't have to marry even if you want to!"

"My mother also said that a blind man can tell accurately, just like a fool!" Zhou Qiao couldn't hide his anger, "If it weren't for the fact that he was disabled, I would have found someone to demolish his west wing!"

"Calm down, Qiao Qiao, we just don't believe what he said was his." Wen Lan comforted Zhou Qiao, but she felt very guilty.

Because of what Li Daxian said, she believed it.

Going back to the city is no longer like the leisurely trip with the mentality of sightseeing when you came here. Zhou Qiao is full of energy. After an hour and a half drive, he arrived at TT in an hour.

There are several customers looking at clothes in the exhibition hall on the first floor, and the shopping guides in the two studios next door are very busy.

Zhou Qiao was in a bad mood and went upstairs to talk on the phone with Zhao Huan.

As a partner in men's haute couture, Wen Lan put down her handbag and came to the men's clothing studio to help.

Several customers took advantage of the opening discount to sign up for membership. Wen Lan stood there for a while and felt like he couldn't get involved, so he returned to his station.

After closing the door, Li Daxian's words repeatedly echoed in her ears, and the confusion between "official official" and "partial official" made her head hurt.

Her hand fell on her lower abdomen involuntarily, holding her breath to feel the little thing.

Maybe it was too small and she didn't feel any movement.

After an unknown amount of time, the call rang.

It was the sound of thanking the banquet.

She took a deep breath and clicked on it.

"Didn't you say we were going to meet? It's not convenient for you to walk on your right foot. Send me an address and I'll come over right away." Xie Yansheng's deep voice was full of earnestness.

"Wait until after get off work -" she said, glancing at her watch, and found that it was already the time to get off work, and said hurriedly, "I'm sorry, it turns out it's already time. If you can, you can come to the coffee opposite TT Pavilion."

"Right away." Xie Yansheng was not in a hurry to hang up the phone. His tone suddenly became much gentler, "You finally remembered me."

"I - I have something to discuss with you." Wen Lan bit her lip, "Let's talk about it when we meet."

"Why can't you reveal something over the phone first?" Xie Yansheng asked curiously.

Wen Lan was stunned, thought for a while and then said, "It would be better to say it in person."

"Then let's talk face to face. In fact, as long as you allow me, I can go to your apartment." Xie Yansheng laughed softly.

"This is a serious matter, don't think nonsense." Wen Lan took the initiative to end the call after saying this.

She clutched her phone, her mood like the rising and falling sea water...

In fact, the moment she asked Xie Yansheng to meet, she already had the idea of ​​giving birth to the child.

When she first found out she was pregnant, she was deeply resistant to Xie Yansheng.

Even if he is born, he doesn't want Xie Yansheng and the Xie family to know any news about the child.

But when she heard the voice of thanking Yansheng on her mobile phone at noon, she suddenly proposed to meet after get off work.

When the two sat face to face in the cafe, she had not yet decided whether to tell her about her pregnancy.

Xie Yansheng first ordered a cappuccino for her, but she quickly interrupted and said that she had not been sleeping well recently, so a cup of milk tea would be fine.

Xie Yansheng ordered another cup of Blue Mountain for herself, and her smile froze her deeply, "You want to talk to me about something serious——"