It was not until Zheng Hao drove it around later that he realized that Wei Jingxing had put a lot of thought into this car and modified it very professionally, so professionally that even Zheng Hao was envious.
Wei Mian didn't bother to be polite with Wei Jingxing and accepted it happily. The garage in the villa was large enough to park two cars without any problem.
After lying at home for two days, she lazily went to the fortune-telling shop. Xin Xiaotong told her that she had several appointments piled up and she had to find time to deal with them.
Most of them are here to calculate marriage, fortune-telling, and feng shui. On this day, a couple came according to the appointment time.
The information shows that the man's name is Fang Xiaoliang, he is probably in his thirties, and is wearing branded casual clothes. From the watch and car keys on his wrist, it can be seen that this man should be financially well-off.
The woman's name was Huang Ermei. She was wearing a blue dress. She was a girl who loved to laugh. She had waist-length hair and looked quiet and pretty.
Wei Mian asked the two to sit down, but his eyes couldn't help but fall on the girl's face. The more he looked, the more curious he felt.
Liang Haoran happened to be there today. He noticed Wei Mian's gaze and also looked at the woman's face. At first he didn't notice anything wrong, but soon he had the same doubts as his master.
In physiognomy, the area from the upper part of the nose bridge to the root of the nose is called the Palace of Illness. People whose this area is full, tall, and goes straight through the forehead have superior innate physique, rarely get sick throughout their lives, and recover quickly if they occasionally get sick.
If this area is sunken, broken, has messy lines or mole marks, the person is often in poor health, prone to illness, and has a congenitally weak constitution.
Huang Ermei belongs to the latter. There is a noticeable depression on her nose bridge, and there are horizontal lines between her eyebrows, which are bluish and messy.
The chin is pointed, the two eyebrows intersect like sections, and the eyebrows invade the forehead.
All of this indicated that the person in front of him would have a short life, and judging from her condition, she probably wouldn't live past 25. However, Wei Mian looked at the appointment information and found that Huang Ermei was already 32 years old.
Wei Mian was curious about why she could change her fate.
This kind of fate-changing is not witchcraft, nor can it be achieved by doing more good deeds, even by great charity.
Huang Ermei, an ordinary person, escaped the fate of early death, which really made Wei Mian curious.
Fang Xiaoliang felt a little strange when he saw that Wei Mian and the other man were both staring at his girlfriend. He coughed lightly and said, "Master, it's me who wants to see."
Wei Mian retracted her gaze and smiled, "Excuse me, Mr. Fang, I'm just curious about Miss Huang's appearance. But business is more important. What do you want, sir?"
Fang Xiaoliang looked at his girlfriend's face, then at Wei Mian. He had no idea what she meant by physiognomy. He was with Huang Ermei every day, but he didn't notice that she was any different from others.
"I want to tell you, uh, I don't want to tell you anything, I've been having dreams non-stop for the past two weeks, so I wanted to see a master to see if there are any bad signs."
Wei Mian pushed two cups of tea over and asked, "What did you dream about?"
Fang Xiaoliang held the teacup in his hand and carefully recalled the scene in his dream. He had been dreaming about it every day for half a month. He always felt it was a little strange, and he remembered the scene in his dream very clearly.
"I've been dreaming about mice lately. I dreamed that mice came into my house, and there were more than one. The mice ran around the house and even landed on my clothes. I couldn't get rid of them no matter how hard I tried—"
Fang Xiaoliang felt his whole body go numb when he thought of that scene. Thanks to the many books and movies he had read before, he hated rats very much. These creatures carried countless pathogens, and he felt nauseous at the sight of them.
The neighborhood where he previously lived had a rat infestation. Even if Fang Xiaoliang wasn't at home, he wouldn't have dared to live there. He simply gave up the lease and moved to a neighborhood with better sanitary conditions.
The feeling of having rats crawling all over his body in his dream made him shudder as soon as he thought of it. If he wasn't a grown man, he would probably have screamed.
Fang Xiaoliang was still immersed in fear and didn't notice that Wei Mian's eyes were staring at his face.
"Mr. Fang, your forehead is blue, which indicates that your fortune will be blocked in the near future. And you dreaming of rats is not a good sign either."
"Rats have bright eyes and clever brains, but they chew things up and bring plague and disease. They symbolize death, decay, disease and filth."
"Dreaming of a mouse landing on your clothes and being unable to shake it off is both a sign and a warning that someone you trust is slandering you."
"As for the dream about mice running around the house, Mr. Fang could have guessed it without me saying anything."
Fang Xiaoliang's face turned pale. He couldn't tell whether he was scared by the mouse or because he thought about what the mice running around the house meant.
Fang Xiaoliang was slandered by someone he trusted. He had many friends and brothers around him, and he didn't want to doubt any of them, so he really couldn't guess who this trusted person was.
"Then, what should I do?"
Wei Mian took a sip from his teacup and said quietly, "From Mr. Fang's appearance, I can tell that you're in business. I'm afraid your business is quite good, and you're worth millions. Am I right?"
Fang Xiaoliang smiled awkwardly, "No, not that..."
He glanced at Huang Ermei a little nervously, and only breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that there was nothing unusual on her face.
Wei Mian's expression didn't change much, he still had a gentle smile on his face, but the words he said were like a slap in the face.
"Mr. Fang, you've been divorced, right? And the reason for the divorce was because you cheated on me during your marriage. However, after the affair, you used some means to pin the blame on your ex-wife, and in the end, she only got a very small share of the property. Am I correct?"
"You, what nonsense are you talking about!"
Fang Xiaoliang's face changed drastically. After hearing Wei Mian's words, he immediately scolded him loudly. With that guilty look on his face, no one would believe him if he said he had nothing to hide.
Wei Mian raised his eyebrows, "Is that nonsense? Mr. Fang knows what's going on."
Fang Xiaoliang glanced at Huang Ermei in panic, and seeing the disbelief on her face, he quickly grabbed her hand to explain.
"Second sister, listen to me, this woman is talking nonsense. Look at how old she is, and she's already imitating others to play tricks. She just doesn't like me, so she's just talking nonsense. You have to believe me, second sister. We've been together for several years, don't you know who I am?"
Huang Ermei just found it unbelievable at first and didn't believe it immediately, but now seeing the panic in Fang Xiaoliang's eyes, she suddenly believed it.
Just like Fang Xiaoliang said, the two have been together for several years, how could they not know what kind of person the other is?
But because she knew him so well, she could tell at a glance that Fang Xiaoliang was lying!
She spoke calmly, "Master Wei was introduced to me by my father's friend. She's the most accurate fortune teller. If she says you're divorced, then you're definitely divorced. But you're still trying to lie to me? Tell the truth, or I'll have my family investigate and find out!"
Fang Xiaoliang still didn't want to admit it, but thinking of Huang's uncle's job, he closed his eyes for a long time before speaking in a dejected tone, "I am indeed divorced."
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