He carefully leaned over the cat's eye and looked out, but he only saw an eye full of red bloodshot.
He was so frightened that he let out a cry and then fell to the ground.
It sounded like someone was talking outside the door. He pressed himself against the door, trembling, but all he heard was laughter.
That night he didn't even dare to go to the bathroom or open the curtains.
Fang Zhiyi went straight home and looked at the noodles cooked by Fang Yunhe for him on the table. They were already soggy. He cursed something under his breath, but still sat down and started eating.
Fang Yunhe in the room heard the sound and quietly stuck his head out.
Didn’t your father go gambling?
Fang Zhiyi suddenly turned around and looked at him. Their eyes met. Fang Yunhe was a little scared. Just as he was about to retract his head, he was stopped.
"Why are you such a coward?" Fang Zhiyi scolded his son standing in front of him while eating the tasteless noodles. "People are bullying you and you won't fight back?"
Fang Yunhe lowered his head and said nothing.
Fang Zhiyi sighed inwardly. It took him so long to develop this habit. He couldn't do it immediately. He could only take it slowly.
However, the money problem had to be solved first, and Fang Zhiyi quickly extracted some useful information from the plot provided by Xiao Hei.
The CEO of Jinrui Real Estate has been in trouble recently. The Bai family is in the limelight recently, and he has won consecutive victories in the competition with them. Could it be that the rumored daughter of the Bai family is really a lucky star?
While he was thinking, the car suddenly braked and almost hit him on the seat in front of him.
"What's going on?" he asked the driver unhappily.
The driver pointed ahead and said, "There's a fortune teller blocking the road."
"Fortune teller?" Cheng Feifan looked over in confusion and saw a man squatting in front holding a sign that read "Half-Immortal". This was a villa area, so how did this man get in?
He wanted to ask the driver or security to come and drive the man away, but suddenly he remembered recent events and simply got out of the car himself.
"Hello, who are you?"
Fang Zhiyi glanced at him and asked, "You can't read?"
Cheng Feifan took a deep breath: "You are blocking my way."
"Oh? Is it me who is blocking your way, or is it some disaster star that is blocking your way?" Fang Zhiyi asked.
Cheng Feifan was stunned: "What did you say?"
"It doesn't matter what you say. You know it in your heart. What a pity, what a pity." Fang Zhiyi packed up his things and was about to leave, counting one, two, three in his mind...
"Sir, wait a minute!" Cheng Feifan caught up with him in two steps, his tone becoming more respectful. "Please help me solve this problem, sir."
When Fang Zhiyi was happy, he realized that the more successful people are, the more they believe in metaphysics.
"The cost of a divination is up to you. If it doesn't work, it's free." Fang Zhiyi said, and Cheng Feifan nodded repeatedly. This little money was nothing.
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