Chapter 189 No Secrets in Front of a Physiognomist

"Everyone who comes here is predestined to be with me. Whether you believe it or not is entirely up to your heart. But I want to advise you to be careful in everything you do."

Fu Ping came back to her senses, hid the sadness in her eyes, looked outside the yard, took a deep breath,

"From what the master said, my husband has a child outside?"

Dai Qing: “…”

Everything can only be understood but not explained. It's fine if you understand it yourself, why do you need to point it out to me?

After asking, Fu Ping also felt that something was wrong and smiled awkwardly.

"In fact, even if the master didn't say it, I should have thought of it. We have been married for so many years and have long understood each other. I am anxious to have a child, not just for someone to inherit my property."

"It is said that children are the bond of a family. I thought that with a child, everything would be fine. At first, my parents were adamantly against my marriage to him, saying that he was not someone they could rely on. I was young at the time, and all I could see was love, so I naturally couldn't see anything else."

"It was only after I got married that I realized love and life are different. But I was unwilling to give in and didn't want to admit defeat, so I kept numbing myself."

She is no longer an eighteen-year-old girl. She has seen through it a long time ago and just tried to cover up the truth.

Now that the master had pointed out her faults, she felt as if she had swallowed a pound of coptis root, and it was extremely bitter.

Dai Qing looked into her eyes, not knowing how to comfort her.

"Some people have ulterior motives, and even children cannot hold their hearts."

"I know that if a person's heart is not at home, the child will naturally not love him." Fu Ping said, raising her head suddenly, "If I divorce him... will I still have a child?"

Dai Qing was stunned, looking at the determination between her brows, "You are destined to have only one child."

As for who the child is born with, she doesn't care, because she can only have one child.

"Thank you, Master. I know what I should do." Fu Ping said, taking out a thick red envelope from her purse and offering it to him. "I will definitely thank you again when I achieve my wish."

"Be careful in everything... Even if you just sit and wait, you can get what you want."

Dai Qing looked at her and gently reminded her, how could a person give up so easily after worrying about something for so many years?

Instead of fighting to the death, wasting time is the least troublesome.

Her husband did not live long.

"Now that you have a clear mind, you must settle things. My parents have worked hard all their lives to build their fortune. I can't let him squander it all." Fu Ping stood up and bowed slightly to Dai Qing.

"It's a good idea to come here today. Thank you, Master."

“It’s all fate.”

Dai Qing escorted them out the door, and sure enough, Yao Xing was nowhere to be seen.

When I got home, I opened the red envelope and saw that it contained two thousand yuan.

At lunchtime, just as Dai Qing was about to make herself some hot pot noodles, Aunt Wang came into the yard carrying two steamed buns.

"The buns are fresh out of the pot, filled with shepherd's purse and egg, and mixed with sesame oil. They are delicious."

"Thank you, Auntie. Juanzi has helped me a lot. I can't trouble you all the time." Dai Qing looked at Auntie Wang's kind face and didn't know what to say.

"Girl, why are you being so polite? We are neighbors, lending a hand is not a big deal."

Aunt Wang glared at her and sighed helplessly.

"It's always inconvenient to have one arm, but it will be fine once you remove the plaster."

After seeing Aunt Wang off, Dai Qing looked at the buns on the table with a smile on her lips.

In a blink of an eye, it was time to remove the plaster. Dai Qing went to the hospital early in the morning and made an appointment with the orthopedic department.

After a series of examinations, the heavy plaster was finally removed, but the shoulder straps still needed to be fixed and maintenance continued. Even so, it was much more comfortable than the plaster.

After returning from the hospital, Dai Qing took the certificate issued by the hospital and went to the workshop. A certificate from the hospital was required to extend her sick leave.

Accountant Cui looked at her hung wrists and tied shoulder straps, and said nothing. He just told her to have a good rest and return to work when she felt better.

When I came back from the workshop and just passed through the corridor, I met Ge Bing.

"Xiao Qing, what's wrong with your arm? Does Brother Hao know?" Ge Bing looked at her in shock and was frightened.

"I just bumped into him accidentally. I'll be fine after taking some time off." Dai Qing chuckled and waved her hand nonchalantly. "I've almost recovered. Don't tell Cheng Hao and delay his work."

"But you...Brother Hao asked me to take good care of you. I was too careless." Ge Bing stared at her arm guiltily. How could such a healthy girl get her arm injured?

"It's alright, I'll be at work soon."

Dai Qing had no choice but to comfort him. Before leaving, she repeatedly reminded him not to tell Cheng Hao.

March 3rd, all light. As the weather got hotter, Dai Qing changed from heavy clothes to light clothes.

The bamboo in the yard has become greener, and the grape trellis and figs have grown green leaves. Dai Qing can drink tea and read books under the grape trellis again.

After a period of recuperation, coupled with practicing mental techniques to open up my meridians, my arm has almost recovered and I can now move within a small range.

For fear of leaving a root of illness, Dai Qing still did not go to work.

In the morning, another guest came to visit.

"Hello, I'm looking for Master Dai."

"It's me," Dai Qing said calmly, looking at the middle-aged man in front of her.

"I heard that the master is very good at fortune-telling, so I came to bother you specially." The middle-aged man concealed the doubt in his eyes and spoke gently.

"Come in and we'll talk." Dai Qing invited the man into the yard and sat under the grape trellis. "I'll give you some freshly brewed flower tea to clear away heat and relieve internal heat."

The middle-aged man looked at her and said, "Ahem, I would like to ask you to take a look at the probability of success of my recent business."

Dai Qing looked at his face with an indifferent look. This man's wealth was quite abundant, but now he looked gloomy. His fishtail was moist, indicating that all his wealth came from his father-in-law. But his left cheek was dark and his right eyebrow was too high, indicating that he would marry a concubine.

"Your financial palace is bleak, and there is no sign of making money. The business you are looking forward to will not be successful."

"How is it possible? I paid a lot for this..." The middle-aged man stopped talking halfway and quickly restrained his expression. "Master, do you have any solution?"

Dai Qing looked at him seriously and shook her head.

"From your face, you married a good wife. All your fortunes came from her help. But you didn't cherish her, quarreled with her, and married your lover. The business you are eyeing now still has many connections with your ex-wife."

"The other party has cut off contact with you. Under the current circumstances, this business has nothing to do with you."

The mistress has already become the boss, but she still wants to take advantage of her ex-wife. How shameless.

Listening to Dai Qing's explanation, the middle-aged man looked up at her in shock, his eyes twitched uncontrollably, his face tense and his expression embarrassed.

Dai Qing looked at him, not knowing what to do for a moment, and even looking like he was about to run away. She snorted in a cold voice.

"There are no secrets in front of a fortune teller. This is common sense."

You want to gain benefits while hiding secrets. There is no such thing as having the best of both worlds.