My nemesis wants to tear down my CP every day

"When I was young, I almost died. The master I found told me that I had a special fate, and that my fate could not be suppressed by ordinary wombs. Sooner or later, I would be taken back by the heavens."

"The master gave me a string of eighteen sons to suppress my fate, but it can only guarantee that I will live until the age of 26."

"Unless I can find someone who shares my destiny, 26 years old is the end of my life."

"But you've heard that anyone who was on a blind date with me before will be unlucky, because they are not the ones who can share my fate."

"I'm sorry I didn't mention this to you before, mainly because I was afraid that you wouldn't believe it."

Tang Xin raised her eyebrows and asked, "The reason why your family is so warm to me is because the person I introduced for you didn't have any disasters and gave you hope?

And today Auntie looks so sad because she thinks it was a coincidence before, you may still have no way to live, right? "

Li Yelan was silent for a moment, then replied, "That's right."

Tang Xin tapped lightly with her fingers on her thighs, and thought to herself: This kind of special fate, why does it feel like some big boss from the heavens has come down to experience calamity?

If it is a big boss, why is it a special task in the marriage book?Is it a love disaster?

Unable to figure it out, Tang Xin unconsciously followed Li Yelan back to his house.

After getting into the elevator, before the elevator door opened, Tang Xin heard Jiang Lian and someone inside begging: "Master Yongji, this time I have to work hard for you to help our Xiaolan see what's going on with him? Why didn't he encounter disasters before, but now it's happening again... Can you find a way to help him prolong his life?"

At this moment, the elevator door opened, and at the door, Jiang Lian was clasping his hands to a monk who seemed to be an eminent monk, praying again and again, with a mournful expression.

And the eminent monk who had attained the Tao also returned a salute, and said in a compassionate voice: "The matter of changing one's fate against the heavens has never been something that my Buddhist disciples are good at, but my wife has something to ask. Make a decision."

Tang Xin stood in the elevator, looked at the eminent monk, and fell into deep thought.

This eminent monk named Yongji looks familiar...

After carefully looking at it for a while, Tang Xin's eyes suddenly widened, pointed at Yongji and called out: "Zhao—"

"Meeting face to face is a predestined relationship. There are some things that the poor monk needs to talk to this little benefactor alone to close a predestined relationship. I hope my wife will allow it."

Before Tang Xin finished speaking, Yong Ji interrupted him, and found that he had been silenced and could not speak.

Tang Xin's face puffed up: Very good!He will write this matter down in his notebook, and then he will report to an adult!

Master Yongji once saved Li Yelan, and it was also his hope to survive, so Jiang Lian naturally agreed.

"Master, please help yourself."

Returning a salute to Jiang Lian, Yongji dragged Tang Xin to the guest room and closed the door.

At this moment, Tang Xin realized that he could speak.

He looked Yongji up and down, his eyes focused on Yongji's smooth head, and he let out a hush.

"Master Zhao, the God of Wealth will also be short of money? Are you developing a new business to make money? You don't even want to lose your hair. Isn't this a big sacrifice?"

The fake Master Yongji, the real God of Wealth, Zhao Gongming, reached out and slapped Tang Xin on the head, and hummed, "I'm used to talking nonsense."

Covering her head, Tang Xin retorted unconvinced: "The majestic God of Wealth, with all his hair bald, isn't it a big sacrifice?"

Then he suddenly became proud again: "Li Yelan did this special task for Mr. Zhao before, right? It seems that money is not everything in the God of Wealth group. In the end, it depends on my little matchmaker from the Yuelao group."

"However..." Tang Xin looked at Zhao Gongming suspiciously, and asked strangely: "Master Zhao, our majestic God of heaven, why do we pretend to be people from the Buddhist world? Is there something wrong here?"