Just a quick calculation, you are a fugitive!

Su Chen shook his head.

The man was startled, his shoulders slumped.

"I see."

He sighed, pursed his lips, dug into his pocket, and only took out 110.

"Well, I only have so much on me now. I'll get some when I get home and give it to you, okay?"

Su Chen nodded: "Okay."

Seeing that he was still in a low mood, he reminded him.

"You don't have to worry about your sister."

"There's no need to persuade her anymore."

The man looked at him dissatisfied: "That's not your sister, of course you wouldn't..."

"Your sister is indeed destined to be rich and noble."

The man was stunned: "What?"

"I said, your sister is indeed destined to be rich and noble."

"I calculated her fate using horoscopes."

"She is aloof and arrogant, and she can't get back from whatever she believes in even if it hits the wall."

"You knew this temperament when she applied for college, right?"

The man was stunned: "How do you know?"

When his sister Huang Lili was applying for college, she had to go to Kyoto no matter what, so her family, teachers, and friends took turns trying to persuade her, and she even threatened to hang herself. In the end, they had to compromise.

It's been several years since this happened, and if Su Chen hadn't mentioned it, he would have forgotten it.

"She is destined to be wealthy, but not as wealthy as her mother-in-law."

The man was startled, as if he thought Su Chen thought he wanted to make a fortune from his sister, and waved his hands repeatedly.

"I, I never thought about taking advantage of it..."

"I know that although you were beaten with a black nose and a swollen face, you can see that you have dragon eyes and phoenix eyes, you are smart and rigorous, you are elegant and noble, and you are upright. You don't bother to do this."

The man murmured and squinted his eyes to look at Su Chen again.

This time, he kind of believed in fortune telling.

Seeing this, Su Chen continued: "Your sister's first wealth came from that second-rate son. Moreover, that second-rate son is short-lived and will die at the end of June."

The man was shocked by his words, and it took him a long time to react.

"You mean... he left all the money to my sister when he died?"

"Uh... to be precise, he left it to your sister for safekeeping, but his whole family died, so..."

The man was in disbelief.

"No, I'll take care of it."

Two minutes later, the man hesitantly asked Su Chen: "Then after my sister becomes rich, will she be able to..."

"That's the type of man she likes."

man:"!!!"

"So she will still find second-rate guys?"

"Well, I won't even hesitate to break up with my parents' family, or even... take revenge on you."

man:"……"

"No, what is she planning?"

Su Chen shrugged: "You are not a fish, I am happy to be a fish."

Sighing, he said: "Although I know you won't give up until the last moment, I still remind you that if you go there later, you will still be beaten. This time your hand will be broken, but next time you won't know. ”

man:"……"

Su Chen put the money away, patted him on the shoulder, turned and left.

After taking two steps, the figure disappeared instantly.

The man thought about it for a moment, and was about to ask Su Chen again when he turned around and saw that there was no trace of Su Chen anywhere. The moment is a moment of silence.

But soon he gritted his teeth again.

What is wealth? Money is all external possessions!

If you continue to hang out with these second-rate people, it goes without saying that your reputation will be ruined, and you may also encounter various mishaps. Apart from anything else, most of the second-rate people nowadays are drug addicts. If Xiaoli is also involved in the same depravity...

no!

Even if my hand is cut off, I still have to persuade him again.

Soon, a muffled scream came from the shack.

Half an hour later, the man limped back to the corner. Just as he was about to push the bicycle with his left hand, he let out a hiss and took a breath of cold air.

He looked at his painful left hand and stood blankly for a long time, and finally slumped down.

Is this life?

Can’t change it?

He used one hand to control the bicycle with difficulty and arrived at Nanmen Old Street. He saw that the entrance of the teahouse was empty. When the man entered the teahouse and asked, he found out that Su Chen had finished work and gone home.

He inquired about Su Chen's residence.

Seeing his miserable appearance, Lao Song kindly gave him a cup of hot tea.

"What do you want from Daoist Su? He lives in Cuicheng, thousands of miles away. If you want to find him, you might as well come over tomorrow."

The man was stunned: "Cuicheng?"

"Well, Taoist Master Su is a master of Taoism, the kind who can raise a dragon as a mount, do you understand?"

Lao Song didn't feel that his words were exaggerated at all. He took a sip of tea and continued: "I'm telling you, young man, you are lucky to meet him. Just listen to him."

"But, can my sister's life really not be changed?"

"Do you want to change your life?" Old Song frowned, his expression instantly serious.

"Well, can Daoist Su do it?"

"Nonsense, Daoist Master Su is certainly capable. But what is your situation? Can you tell me?"

Half an hour later, Lao Song nodded while eating the food Zhao Yukun brought back: "I understand."

Man: "???Uncle, what do you understand? Say it quickly!"

Lao Song gave him a sympathetic look.

"I was thinking before, how could someone like your sister let Chief Su take action? It's unreasonable."

The man was a little dissatisfied.

What do you mean by someone like my sister?

Although she is following a second-rate man now, but... maybe, maybe, she hasn't fallen into depravity yet.

As long as she is willing to cut off contact with those second-rate people.

"Now I know." Old Song looked at the man: "Taoist Su said that you are noble and upright, which means you are a good person. If he goes away, it is your life that will be changed."

The man was stunned: "???"

Old Song sighed when he saw him like this.

"I have met several capable Taoist priests before and had the honor of talking to them several times."

"Fortune-telling predicts good and bad fortune. Believers may be able to change their fate, but how can non-believers change it? What's more, it's hard to determine good and bad fortune. What's poison to you is honey to her."

"Your sister... If she knew that Taoist Su had calculated her fate, she would not be afraid, but happy and even worse."

The man lowered his eyes: "So, he asked me to make a decision when I have to?"

Old Song nodded: "I think so."

"By the way, I haven't asked you yet, what job do you do?"

"I, my unit is the procuratorate."

Old Song suddenly realized: "No wonder Taoist Su specifically mentioned that you are upright."

"Young man, do a good job."

The man nodded subconsciously, and stood up and said goodbye to Old Song in a somewhat lost state.

Seeing this, Song Shishi clicked her tongue twice.

"As a brother, you are really worried."

Old Song glanced at her silently.

Compared with that sister, you are the same?

Thinking about it, he looked at Zhao Yukun: "Have you talked about it?"

The latter nodded: "I'll give them three days to think about it."

Song Shishi frowned: "What to think about?"

"What are you talking about?"

Old Song put a piece of braised pork in her bowl: "Consider how to treat traitors, what, you want to get involved as a girl?"

Song Shishi shook her head repeatedly: "I don't like fighting and killing."

"I am like Bailong, I just like beautiful things!"

Old Song heard the words and raised the corners of his mouth.

At this time, Su Chen had returned to Cuicheng Villa.

He cleared out a section of the museum shelf in the study on the second floor, specifically for Xiaobai to place his new treasure shoes and lamp.

Teaching the little guy how to turn on the light, Su Chen went downstairs with cigarettes and alcohol.

Aliang was already at home, taking notes with a pen in hand. Liu Chunhua and Su Xiaoyan were reminding him of the precautions, and Aliang nodded from time to time.

Seeing Su Chen coming down, Liu Chunhua was stunned: "Are you back?"

Su Chen put down his cigarettes and alcohol, listened for a while, and then heard a commotion outside.

A group of children ran in madly.

Su Chen saw three unfamiliar faces with his sharp eyes.

He smiled: "Did you invite your classmates home for dinner? Have you told their parents?"