Mr. Fu, Your Wife is Setting Up a Stall for Fortune-Telling Again

After her master's death, the metaphysics genius Lin Xi descends the mountain to set up a stall for fortune-telling, earning money while searching for her fiancé.

"Master, when will ...

Chapter 50 He Doesn't Like Me at All

He Ting felt a chill run down his spine when he met her gaze.

That look was exactly like the one he gave me last time when I said he was weak; a familiar sense of dread washed over me.

He Ting took a step back. "Little charlatan, don't look at me like that."

Fu Jingyao lifted his eyelids. "You didn't stay in Africa long enough?"

No, no.

He Ting swallowed hard. This man's eyes were even more terrifying. He didn't want to go to the African savanna again.

Tsk! Even someone like Fu Jingyao would prioritize romance over friendship.

He Ting muttered under his breath, "They just finished eating at my restaurant and then turned their backs on me. They have no conscience."

Lin Xi looked at him. "Are you the restaurant owner?"

“That’s right, it’s me.” He Ting raised his chin. “I built this shop from scratch, and everyone who’s been here says it’s great.”

"Little god..." he quickly corrected himself, "Little sister, how does it taste?"

"good."

For the sake of the meal, Lin Xi spoke up to remind you, "There's a bad romantic prospect in your life. Remember not to have too much contact with her, or it will be bad for your true love."

He Ting curled his lips into a smile. "I'm the dashing and charming Young Master He, and I've always had many suitors. Anyway, I have no plans to get married in this life. So who is your destined partner?"

Lin Xi gave him a deep look. "You know perfectly well what I've said. Whether you listen or not is up to you."

The elevator doors opened, and she and Fu Jingyao left.

He Ting made a face, "Forget your friends for the sake of a pretty face."

He turned around and bumped into someone he knew, and his pupils suddenly contracted.

Ji Zheng!

He Ting tidied his hair, unbuttoned the third button of his floral shirt, revealing a hint of his chest muscles.

He struck what he thought was a cool pose, speaking in a lazy and nonchalant tone.

"Ji Zheng, it's been a long time."

Ji Zheng recognized the greasy voice immediately, but she ignored it.

He Ting put one hand in his pocket, squinted at the man next to him, and looked at him with a disdainful expression.

"This, your new boyfriend, looks somewhat like me, but not as good-looking. Your taste is getting worse and worse."

Ji Heng gave him a cold look and said, "He Ting, are you sick in the head?"

He Ting smiled brightly, "You know best whether I'm sick or not."

He leaned down and whispered in Ji Zheng's ear, "However, it's not certain whether the man next to you has any diseases."

"nerve!"

Ji Zheng pushed him away, her face ashen.

It's unbelievable that she used to like someone like that.

He Ting wanted to step forward, but the man next to him blocked their way.

Ji Zheng suppressed her anger and grabbed the man's sleeve. "Chu Ling, let's go."

He Ting blocked the way, "Ji Zheng, you're already here. We've been boyfriend and girlfriend for a while now. I'll treat you and this guy to dinner, and then we'll get a hotel room. You can see if he's as good as me."

Ji Zheng, unable to bear it any longer, slapped him across the face.

"He Ting, if you're sick, go see a doctor. Don't act crazy in front of me. We broke up a long time ago, so don't bother me!"

He Ting touched the slap mark on his face, clenched his fist and then relaxed it.

Ji Zheng actually hit him for another man.

There's nothing strange about it; she was the same way back then.

He Ting laughed self-deprecatingly.

Ji Zheng moved her lips, as if she was about to say something.

A girl in a white dress rushed over and stood protectively in front of He Ting, glaring at her with her big eyes.

Pure, lovely, and charming, He Ting's taste has never changed; he only likes this type.

Ji Zheng should have realized long ago that He Ting didn't like her as a person, but rather her pure and cute girlish type.

The elevator doors opened, and she pulled Chu Ling away quickly.

The door closed.

Ji Zheng let go of Chu Ling's sleeve, covered her face, and cried.

Chu Ling hesitated for a moment, "Miss, why don't you explain clearly that we are not in that kind of relationship?"

He was a bodyguard trained by the Ji family, and was six years younger than the eldest daughter.

After he came of age, he was assigned by the head of the family to be by the young lady's side to protect her safety.

The young lady used to be innocent and carefree, but after an incident, she suddenly matured. She studied hard and earned double degrees in finance and law. After joining the company, the Ji family prospered even more.

Chu Ling vaguely knew a little about the feud between the young lady and He Ting.

However, he was just a bodyguard and had no right to say anything.

He took out a tissue and handed it to Ji Zheng, then stood by her side, silently watching over her.

"Thanks."

Ji Zheng wiped her face, regaining her usual cold demeanor. "Let's go back to the company."

Chu Ling nodded obediently, "Yes, Miss."

At this moment, outside the elevator door.

He Ting stared intently at the door.

The woman slapped him, said nothing, and ran off with another man!

Ji Zheng, you're really doing a great job now!

He Ting took a few deep breaths to suppress the anger in his heart.

Bai Rou gently touched his face, her eyes filled with tears.

He Ting shook his head. "I'm fine."

Bai Rou seemed very anxious, gesturing with her hands and tears streaming down her face.

"Sigh, don't cry." He Ting softened his voice. "I'm really fine."

Bai Rou frowned slightly, and tears fell like pearls from a broken string.

He Ting comforted her instead, "Don't cry, I understand what you mean. I'll apply the medicine right away, and it won't leave a scar."

Bai Rou nodded vigorously and gave a sweet smile.

For a moment, He Ting was in a daze; he seemed to see Ji Zheng from the past.

No! This is not Ji Zheng, but Bai Rou.

She was such a lovely girl, but unfortunately she was mute.

He Ting met her on his way back to China.

Bai Rou was covered in dirt and was being beaten and verbally abused by a group of people.

He Tingyi had a soft heart and took her back to the capital.

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