After Following the Army to the Island, I Was Doted On by a Cold and Tough Guy

In order to deeply explain her hypnosis techniques, Qi Xu personally demonstrated them, but accidentally touched an electric current and died. She reopened her eyes, reborn into a 200-plus-pound fat girl with the same name as herself in the 1980s.

The house was dilapidated, her grandfather was seriously ill, the rice jar at home was bottomless, and terrible relatives came to scavenge for oil and water. This goddamn start was inhuman.

How could she sit idly by? With hypnosis in hand, and fortune-telling and divination by her side, all those monsters, ghosts, and terrible relatives retreated. Want to take advantage of her? How could that be?

Oh my goodness, the handsome man who served as her "meat cushion" was quite good-looking; marriage wasn't impossible. To leave this godforsaken mountain gully, she needed a stepping stone, and this new place, the island, was pretty good.

She accidentally revealed the source of the perennial madness of the 'little crazy' at the ferry, curing the so-called incurable disease. Her reputation soared, and islanders from ten miles around all knelt seeking divination and fortune-telling to check their luck.

With no other option, she set up a stall to make money. "Wife, can we go home?" someone asked tentatively, with a cold and noble demeanor.

Qi Xu, feigning innocence, shook her head leisurely, "You? No, you're not as useful as the money in my hand."

The man scooped her into a princess carry, "Don't worry, wife. Your money is yours, my money is yours, and I am yours too."

The unloved child from the orphanage transformed into the long-lost biological son that the island's richest man had been searching for for years. "Thank you, Sister Qi, for guiding me out of confusion."

The official's daughter, who had been plagued by bad luck for years, looked radiant, bringing exquisite pearls to express her gratitude. "I finally have good luck, thank you, Great Master Qi, for your help."

Qi Xu watched the decimal point on her savings account continuously move backward, full of motivation. The man came again to seek attention, "Wife, please pay attention to me!"