"Good evening."
Shi Ling greeted.
Ye Miaomiao smiled and said, "Good evening, Shi Ling, can I come in and talk?"
Shi Ling gave in and let her in: "Teacher Ye, what do you want to talk to me about?"
After Ye Miaomiao closed the door, she looked at her and said, "Shi Ling, you predicted Ling Yu'an's situation during the day so accurately. How about you calculate it for me too?"
Shi Ling: "But fortune-telling is very expensive."
Ye Miaomiao smiled and took out a check for five million and placed it in front of her: "This is the divination fee."
Shi Ling quickly accepted it, and then told Ye Miaomiao with a serious face: "Teacher Ye's face looks ruddy, and he may be imprisoned in the near future."
Ye Miaomiao: “…”
If Ye Miaomiao had not witnessed what happened between the Wang father and daughter and Ling Yu'an with her own eyes, she would have suspected that Shi Ling was a liar.
And he's a con man who hasn't even learned the ropes of professional rhetoric. Since when did a rosy complexion become associated with imprisonment? Could they at least say something about a dark forehead?
Ye Miaomiao complained in her heart, but her expression became serious: "Then is there any way to crack it?"
Shi Ling's expression was resolute, as if he was about to take an oath under the national flag: "Turn yourself in. Leniency for those who confess, severity for those who resist. Reform yourself and strive for a reduced sentence."
Ye Miaomiao's face darkened.
She spent five million to find Shi Ling, not to hear these things.
Her bright star journey of so many years cannot be ruined like this.
"Is there no other way? Shi Ling, if you can help me get through this crisis, I can give you another 50 million." Ye Miaomiao gritted her teeth and offered a high price.
Shi Ling was very tempted, but she refused, and just put her hands together, "Amitabha, the sea of suffering is boundless, turn back now, Amen."
Then he made the sign of the cross on his chest.
Even someone as knowledgeable as Ye Miaomiao had never seen such a charlatan that combined Chinese and Western elements.
Her face darkened. "Shi Ling, I can give you anything you want, whether it's money, entertainment resources, fashion resources, or even the role of the heroine in a hit drama. Although the Jing family can also give you these, it's not pleasant to live under someone else's roof, right? What others give you is always not as good as what you fight for, right?"
Shi Ling shook his head. "If I accept ten thousand gold coins without considering the etiquette and morality, what good will ten thousand gold coins do me?"
Ye Miaomiao frowned: "What? Speak human language."
Shi Ling's eyes widened: "Ah? You haven't learned it?"
Shi Ling searched Baidu on her phone and showed her the translation: "Here, this is what I mean."
Ye Miaomiao's face darkened slightly, feeling that Shi Ling was humiliating her.
After reading the translation, she understood what Shi Ling meant: "Shi Ling, does this mean you want to go against me?"
Shi Ling shook her head: "No. I'm showing you the way."
"Okay, okay. Shi Ling, Ling Yu'an and I are different. The capital behind me is beyond your imagination. Even if the Jing family and the Qin family are combined, they may not be able to help you." Ye Miaomiao threatened coldly.
Shi Ling: "I'm so scared."
That was what he said, but there was no fear on Shi Ling's face.
"Besides, you are not the only one in this world who understands metaphysics. Those netizens can praise you to the pedestal, but they can also throw you into the mud. Do you think that just because you are called the goddess girl, you are really an omnipotent goddess?" Ye Miaomiao said coldly, slammed the door and left.
Shi Ling leaned on the bed motionless, staring at her back and said slowly: "Teacher Ye, don't look in the mirror at night~" (End of this chapter)
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