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Puff puff!
Bai Zhantang and the others laughed again.
Wushuang completely broke down.
Oh my god.
What did I do wrong? Why is every man I'm destined to marry a weirdo? All I want is simple love, is that so hard?
[Ding! The host has caused Wushuang to collapse, gaining 1000 collapse points!]
"Alright, alright, I must be cursed by someone. I don't want to know about my future marriage. I have the wind in my blood, destined to wander forever. I'm prepared to never marry!"
Wu Shuang looked distressed and quickly shook her head, signaling Chen Yan to stop talking.
Chen Yan smiled and said, "Don't worry, your next marriage will be with your soulmate. You will marry him and spend your life together."
His eyes lit up instantly, and he exclaimed in surprise, "Who is my true love?!"
Old Bai and the others were also very curious and wondered who would eventually marry Wushuang.
Chen Yan was about to answer.
Just then, a man walked in through the door. He was dressed in a yellowish-brown yamen runner's uniform, was not tall, and had a chubby baby face.
He immediately pointed at the man and said, "Look, Wushuang, your future true love is him, Yan Xiaoliu."
Wushuang looked at Yan Xiaoliu and was stunned...
She had longed for her future partner for a long time, but she never imagined that her partner would be Yan Xiaoliu.
Not only is it unattractive, but I've also heard it has huge flaws such as not washing its feet, not taking a bath, and being childish.
Unable to accept this cruel reality, she broke down again.
She didn't even eat, covered her face, and ran straight back to her room.
Upon seeing this, Lao Bai and the others exchanged bewildered glances.
I want to persuade them, but I don't know where to begin.
indeed.
No matter how you look at it, Yan Xiaoliu doesn't seem like a good match...
……
"Hey, were you telling the truth when you were eating lunch?"
That girl named Wushuang was excellent in every way, so how could she end up marrying someone like Yan Xiaoliu?
They are completely unworthy of each other, okay?
You're not lying, are you? Trying to play matchmaker?
Inside the fortune-telling shop.
Chen Yan sat on a recliner to rest, while Wanwan wiped the chair with a rag and gave a cold laugh.
Chen Yan rolled her eyes at her: "I'm not as bad as you think."
"Hmph! Aren't you wicked enough? You raped me on our first meeting, you're a complete devil!"
Wanwan inwardly scoffed and gave Chen Yan a look of utter contempt.
Chen Yan was too lazy to argue with her, and simply said, "Do you know the meaning of the word 'favoritism'?"
Wanwan snorted: "I'm not illiterate, how could I not know the meaning of the word 'preference'?"
Chen Yan: "Yan Xiaoliu has a special fondness for Zhu Wushuang, while Zhu Wushuang is starved for love, so the two of them are a match made in heaven."
Does Yan Xiaoliu have a bias towards Zhu Wushuang?
Wanwan was taken aback.
Chen Yan nodded.
In the original novel, Yan Xiaoliu was like a blockhead trying to seduce Guo Furong, but he always tried his best to protect and carefully cherish Wushuang.
This is nothing short of favoritism.
"I'm not a blockhead; my kindness will only be shown to you..."
Faintly, Chen Yan recalled a sentence he had heard somewhere in his previous life, and murmured it to himself.
This statement couldn't be more fitting for Yan Xiaoliu and Zhu Wushuang.
So, the two of them really do get along well.
Wanwan carefully considered what Chen Yan had said.
Something deep inside her seemed to have been touched, and her gaze towards Chen Yan softened slightly. She thought to herself, "I didn't expect that devil Chen Yan could say such moving words. I underestimated him..."
Look more closely at Chen Yan's face.
She discovered that Chen Yan had a nose like a hanging gall bladder, and bright, piercing eyes; he was the most handsome man she had ever seen in her life.
My heart started racing slightly.
He thought to himself, "He forced himself on me, but it seems I didn't really lose out too much..."
Just as Wanwan was lost in thought.
Several footsteps stopped outside the fortune-telling shop.
A middle-aged man's voice respectfully said, "Master Chen, I would like to ask you a question. Is that alright?"
Wanwan looked over.
At that moment, three people were standing outside the fortune-telling shop.
Besides the middle-aged man who was speaking, there were also two young people, a man and a woman.
The three people were dressed very simply, and their hands were calloused, clearly indicating that they were farmers from the countryside.
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Chapter 42 Qi Changfa, Di Yun, Qi Fang!
Chen Yan also looked at the three of them.
The middle-aged man who was speaking was wearing a gray-blue jacket and holding a pipe. His face was covered with wrinkles and furrows, and he looked like an honest, simple farmer.
But in his eyes, Chen Yan discovered a deeply hidden chill.
A young couple following behind him.
The man was in his early twenties, with an honest face, clear eyes, and a large, carefree manner, clearly someone who often did farm work.
The girl standing next to him had beautiful features and a graceful figure. Although her skin was slightly rough from years of exposure to the sun, she was still a good-looking girl.
Looking at this combination.
Chen Yan's heart stirred.
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We can roughly guess the information about the three people.
But just to be on the safe side.
He took out the Yin-Yang Mirror and casually looked at himself.
The basic information of the three people appeared on the Yin-Yang Mirror.
Name: Qi Changfa.
Age: 45 years old.
Strength: Early stage of the Innate Realm.
Identity: A farmer from the countryside, a rebellious student who once stabbed his mentor in the back, known as a master of backstabbing.
Name: Di Yun.
Age: 20 years old.
Strength: Third-rate
Identity: A farmer from the countryside, he likes his junior sister Qi Fang and respects his master Qi Changfa.
Name: Qi Fang.
Age: 18 years old.
Strength: Third-rate.
Identity: A farmer from the countryside, fond of his senior apprentice Di Yun, and respectful of his father, who has long hair.
Looking at the information of the three people on the Yin-Yang Mirror.
Chen Yan squinted and slowly exhaled a breath of stale air.
It’s hard to calm down!
These three people were among the stories that he found most heartbreaking when he read novels and watched TV dramas about them.
Why is it always the good people who get hurt?