Surprise! Mrs. Xie is setting up a fortune-telling stall on a tricycle again

I had just finished half of my ginger tea when I received a call from Chen Mengting.

She cried to Jiang Cha over the phone, "Dad, Dad Cha, you will be my second dad from now on. Thank you for helping me find my niece. Our whole family thanks you. My eldest brother and his wife would like to invite you for a meal when you are free. They are now ordering me to be your slave and not let you suffer in the company. How dare I do that? Our current boss doesn't dare to mess with you either."

Chen Mengting was probably too excited. As soon as the phone was connected, she started talking a lot.

Jiang Cha quickly grasped the key point, "Have I met with the boss in the past two months?"

The memories of the past eighteen years were a bit too distant, but Jiang Cha still vaguely remembered that the boss of his agency was not an easy person to talk to, but a capitalist who put profit above all else.

They often force and exploit their artists to take on activities, overlap in filming, and even force them to eat and do favors in exchange for capital.

To him, the artists he signs are his slaves and they must give him rewards all the time, otherwise he will be scolded and punished.

But the strange thing is that after Jiang Cha came back, she hardly received any contact information from her boss. It was always Chen Mengting who contacted her unilaterally.

They will not make overly difficult requests to her, and will let her fully understand any activities before deciding whether to accept them.

Jiang Cha picked up a large piece of braised beef and stuffed it into his mouth, and his cheeks bulged.

Chen Mengting hesitated and said, "No, no, the boss is very busy."

Jiang Cha noticed someone was looking at him, so he raised his head and looked towards the second floor, where he happened to meet Xie Jiutang's gaze.

When Xie Jiutang looked into her eyes, he smiled at her gently.

Jiang Cha asked Chen Mengting: "Has our boss been replaced?"

Chen Mengting whistled guiltily, "Hahaha."

Jiang Cha: "Is the other party's surname Xie?"

Chen Mengting almost knelt down to Jiang Cha, "Dad, I really can't hide anything from you, but I didn't mean to hide it from you. My boss said he didn't want you to feel pressured, so he let you do whatever you want to do, and he also told me not to bother you too much, but his salary has also increased by 50%, so I have both free time and money now."

The second half of this sentence can make many slaves who earn three thousand yuan a month cry.

Jiang Cha called.

Xie Jiutang just came down.

"Boss, would you like some noodles?" Jiang Cha asked.

Xie Jiutang pushed the wheelchair to her, with no surprise on his face, as if he knew that she would find out sooner or later. He just said calmly, "Got it? Sorry, I didn't tell you because I didn't want to affect you."

Jiang Cha raised her greasy little hand and patted Xie Jiutang on the shoulder, taking the opportunity to wipe her hands and said, "How could it be? The boss is so good to me, I am so happy."

Xie Jiutang spoke faster than he thought, "Then I will pledge my love to you."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone present had strange expressions.

The butler covered his eyes directly.

No more eyes.

Jiang Cha thought about it seriously and said, "I do want to, but I have a marriage line. Although I don't know when I will meet the other person, my master told me that no matter how I struggle, sooner or later I will marry him, spend my life together, and have a son and a daughter, and live happily ever after. If the fate is not strong enough, the marriage line will be thin and may break at any time after a few struggles. But mine is very special. It is said to be a love from past lives, so no matter how I struggle, it will be useless and I can't get rid of it."

Jiang Cha ate while talking, not really caring about what he said.

She had no expectations of marriage, nor did she resist it.

Maybe it was because she had heard her master say these words a long time ago, and knew that she could not escape her fate, so she might as well just give up and go with the flow.

Xie Jiutang's throat was extremely dry and he opened his mouth slightly several times but no sound came out.

Love from past lives.

The marriage line is thick on the thigh.

Stay together for life.

One son and one daughter.

happy.

Every word was the future he dreamed about day and night, the future he would have with her.

But others can easily get what he wants but cannot get because of a thread of fate.

Jiang Cha was eating noodles and talking. When he looked up again, Xie Jiutang was no longer beside him.

She didn't even notice when Xie Jiutang left.

Jiang Cha heard the sound of a wheelchair turning and saw Xie Jiutang going to the yard.

She blinked in confusion, then asked Xiao Hei, "Xiao Hei, do you think our financial sponsor seems a little unhappy today?"

Xiao Hei sucked on a noodle that was longer than his body. He finished it with great effort and even knew to lick around his mouth with his tongue. "Hiss~hiss~" He must have been heartbroken.

"Broken heart?" Jiang Cha suddenly felt that the noodles were a little tasteless.

The housekeeper saw that she was eating noodles slowly, and couldn't help but asked, "Miss Jiang, do you have a poor appetite?"

Jiang Cha used chopsticks to stir and scrape the remaining noodles in the bowl and said, "You poured too much vinegar. The noodles are a bit sour."

The housekeeper tried hard to recall whether he had poured vinegar in instead of soy sauce.

It seems not.

But since Miss Jiang said it tasted sour, it must have been because she accidentally poured vinegar in it.

Damn it, he actually made a mistake one day.

The housekeeper quickly took out the small notebook he carried with him, changed to a red pen, wrote down his mistakes on it, and marked them with three red exclamation marks with vinegar, to remind himself to double-check before adding seasonings next time.

Xie Jiutang came to the side of the swimming pool and looked at Shi Ba, who was lying on the water carefree and drying his turtle shell. He couldn't help but envy his leisurely and comfortable life.

Xie Jiutang remembered that Jiang Cha said that Eighteen was an intelligent alligator turtle that had lived for a long time.

He couldn't help but talk to Eighteen, "She said that you have awakened your spiritual intelligence and can understand human speech. Do you know about the marriage line?"

Eighteen raised his turtle head from the water, and his big watery eyes stared straight at Xie Jiutang.

What's going on, Mr. Sponsor?

Is it about emotional issues?

Treat it as an emotional trash can?

This needs to be supplemented with food.

Shi Ba spat a mouthful of water onto the shore. The water was well controlled and just landed in front of Xie Jiutang without getting him wet.

It used this action to tell Xie Jiutang that it understood, but he wanted more food. To get a bigger meal, it needed at least ten more fish.