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.

While she was burning 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.

Mother Wang counted twenty big bills and secretly handed them to the host: "Remember, it will be as we agreed before."

The host put his hands together and returned the greeting: "I understand, donor."

When Wang Meifeng came to the back hall, what she heard from the host's ears was what Wang Ma wanted to say to her.

"Stay away from the daughter who has no relationship with you anymore and prevent her magnetic field from affecting you.

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

Wang Meifeng was anxious and said: "Who says it's not the case! Ever since I missed that woman, nothing happened.

You said... Why can't my family understand this...?

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

As she said this, 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 said too much, so she handed over an envelope: "Master, this is the sesame oil money. Please donate it for me, and keep our whole family safe."

"Okay, the donor is interested, Amitabha." The host clasped his hands together and returned the gift again.

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

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

Zhou Nan, who was driving, pressed his earphones, turned his head slightly and reported, "Sir, it's all recorded."

"Yeah." Lu Xun, who was in the back seat, turned on his phone and handed Lin Qingyu the video of Wang Ma's management and the video of Wang Meifeng talking to the host.

Lin Qingyu watched the two videos and her fingers trembled with anger.

"This Queen Mother, I have no grievances against her, why would she harm me like this!" Lin Qingyu became angrier as she spoke, "When I was in the Lin family, I was polite to all the servants and never bullied them. Who doesn't respect anyone? How can this person..."

Lin Qingyu's eyes were scarlet and she couldn't speak anymore.

She always thought it was Wang Meifeng who took the initiative to seek fortune telling from the so-called master.

The master deduced that her numerology was not good, which led to her not being taken seriously at home over the years and being made things difficult for her everywhere.

But the result is not that, it is controlled by humans!

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 rubbed the moist corners of her eyes, "I brought you here because I respect your thoughts and think you might want to handle it yourself. But if you do this , I will just help you handle it myself."

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

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

Zhou Nan, who was driving in the front seat, looked so sour!

This job is really not suitable for a single person.

Soon, the car reached the foot of the mountain.

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

After entering the temple, they first offered incense. Lin Qingyu and Lu Xun both offered incense in the temple, and then went to the backyard to find the abbot.

At this time, the host was sitting in a pavilion playing chess with himself. His eyebrows were solemn and he looked depressed.

Lin Qingyu walked over and said in a warm voice: "Master himself is frowning, so how can he help the world solve the confusion?"

The host was startled when he heard this, and quickly stood up and saluted: "Amitabha, you two donors, you are polite."

Lin Qingyu walked into the pavilion with curved lips, and sat opposite the master with Lu Xun.

"Master Suwen has done research on numerology. I would like to ask the master to help me and my husband approve the numerology for marriage."

The host looked confused, but still made a "please" gesture: "Two donors, please tell me your birthdays and horoscopes."

Lin Qingyu and Lu Xun reported their birth dates and horoscopes respectively.

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

He is so familiar with this birthday horoscope!

Can almost recite it.

He took a deep breath: "Amitabha, what is supposed to come will come anyway."