Domineering CEO: Woman, please be responsible

After Song Qingtian finished speaking, Mother Song gave her a twisted look, "I drove for more than an hour early in the morning to climb the mountain. Do you really think your mother and I have dementia? Let me tell you the truth, there is a temple on this mountain, which is famous It's not big, but the old abbot in the temple is a famous fortune teller, I brought you here just to let him do the math for you again."

Song Qingtian suddenly realized, and frowned, said: "Mom, in the past half a year, how many people have you let me forget, my fate, if it is not good, it is not good, what else is there to calculate."

Song Qingtian was originally like her mother, when she heard that there was a powerful master, she ran to ask someone to tell her fortune.The results obtained are almost the same.The character is big, Kefu...

Maybe there was still a glimmer of hope in the past, but after more than half a year, gradually, I no longer fantasized about it.

Maybe she really is the lone star of the evil spirit, destined to die alone.

Fortunately, she still has Xiaoxi, so far, he is still very lively and healthy.This is the most gratifying thing in her heart.

Song Qingtian didn't want to count any more horoscopes.Turn around and leave.

Song's mother hurriedly grabbed her arm, "It's already here, let's do some calculations before leaving. This is really powerful, Mom, it took me a lot of effort to find out about such a person!"

Song Qingtian believed Mama Song's words.These high-level folks usually don't come out of the mountain, so even if they are very powerful, those who have been helped will keep silent and will not reveal the information of the high-level people.

And the tall people usually live in the mountains or something, in short, they are not born in the world.

Song Qingtian glanced at the steep cliff, and shook her head, "Mom, really forget it. Look at your age, this is really climbing the mountain, do you still want this leg?"

"What's the matter! As long as that expert can do the math for you, even if my leg is crippled, it will be worth it!"

"You really want me to do the math?"

"Of course I have to forget it! I finally found out."

"Then if people still say that I was killed by Kefu?"

"No, this is a real expert. What he can see must be different from those magic sticks outside."

Song Qingtian shook her head, "You are blindly optimistic! However, if you insist on me going, it is not impossible for me to go. However, you have to promise me two things."

"Okay, you say."

"The first thing is that you wait for me at the bottom of the mountain. Such a high mountain and such a long ladder, if you really want to climb up, your knee will be useless. The second thing, if later that person The expert has figured out that my fate is still Kefu's. From now on, you are no longer allowed to force me to tell my fortune, and you are not going to force me to go back to Shen Xiangzhi. If you agree to these two conditions, I will go up the mountain. "

"Okay! I promise you, this is the last time, no matter what the result is, I won't force you to tell your fortune in the future."

Song Qingtian looked at her for a while, then turned her head and walked up the mountain.

After walking a few steps, he turned around and said, "Wait for me below, don't run around."

"Okay, got it."

When Song Qingtian's figure was no longer in sight, Mother Song hurriedly took out her phone and dialed a number.

"Son-in-law Shen, it's done. I've done what you said, and I'm walking up the mountain now in sunny days."

Shen Xiangzhi smiled lightly, "Okay, thank you, Mom."

Mother Song was relieved by Shen Xiangzhi's 'Mom', and she said in satisfaction, "You're welcome, seeing you reconciled with Qingtian is something I've been looking forward to."

"By the way, son-in-law Shen, when do you plan to pick up our sunny day?"

"tonight."