Shocking! The school heartthrob who was adopted by a wealthy family is actually a heiress!

Chapter 47 What Constitutes Legitimate Status?

Jiang Man told Qin Zhao that the Fanyin Temple on Nancang Island was very efficacious. However, couples shouldn't go there, as many breakups occurred after they visited.

Single people shouldn't go either, because going there will lead to a three-year widowhood.

Qin Zhao: "Then who can go?"

Jiang Man smiled brightly: "Of course, I am a single dog who has no desires and is only devoted to money and career!"

"..."

"Oh, right, praying for health and peace seems like a good idea too."

Qin Zhao thought of asking for peace, but Lin Shi and the others didn't seem interested.

Lin Shih: "I'd rather make a wish to my mom than to Buddha. Oh, I wish my mom would mind my own business less."

"..."

Chen Yu agreed: "If I go, I'll be single for three years. I'd better not go. I still need to find a partner."

Qin Zhao: "Are you that superstitious?"

Chen Yu shrugged: "Rich people are all superstitious."

"..."

Qin Zhao looked at Shen Yanci, but before he could speak, Chen Yu said in a tone that suggested he had seen it all before: "You shouldn't even look at Yanci. What hasn't he gotten since he was a child?"

"Why don't you make a wish to him, maybe he'll be in a good mood and grant it?"

"..."

Qin Zhao's gaze fell on Shen Yanci. The young man exuded a cool and aloof air, with an air of composed languor. His enviable appearance, wealth, and intelligence seemed to have been bestowed upon him by Nuwa from the moment he was born. It seemed that there was indeed nothing more he could ask for.

Qin Zhao had originally planned to go by himself, but unexpectedly ran into them again in the hotel lobby: "Weren't you guys not going?"

Shen Yanci: "Understanding local customs and traditions."

Lin Shi: "None of your business!"

Xia Zhirou: "If my brother goes, I'll go too."

Chen Yu: "Since everyone else is going, I'll go too."

Okay, very good.

Fanyin Temple is located on a mountain, and part of the way can only be reached on foot.

As we approached the temple, the deep sound of the bell echoed through the mountains. The birds in the forest were no longer surprised by it, and people's hearts seemed to calm down in the sound of the bell in the mountains.

The high threshold, its vermilion lacquer faded and mottled, echoed with intermittent chanting from the depths of the Buddhist hall, inspiring a sense of reverence.

The temple was quite crowded, mostly with tourists from other places who came to see it, as well as some local elderly women who spent their time on the stone steps.

It seems the atmosphere has really changed; the lines in front of the Marriage Hall are the shortest, while the lines in front of the God of Wealth Hall are the longest.

Qin Zhao was quite surprised that Lin Shi went to the Hall of Careers.

“He wants to debut as an idol,” Shen Yanci explained, “but his aunt and uncle don’t agree.”

No wonder he was wearing a bright stage makeup when we first met; it all made sense now.

Qin Zhao went to pray for health and peace.

The temple has a special hall for cultural and creative products and ornaments, and Qin Zhao went there to ask for a string of beads.

It was a string of blue Hetian jade beads, with a white jade lotus flower carved on it, and the vermilion sand added a touch of Zen.

The young woman lit incense and hung the beads on the Buddhist altar. Qin Zhao held her hands in prayer on the prayer mat, hoping that Qin Qiong would recover soon and be healthy and safe.

The young lady packed it in a red silk pouch and asked her if she wanted to see anything else.

That string of beads just cost her 6999, and she doesn't have much money left.

The young woman opened the glass case and took out a string of white mutton fat jade beads: "Would you like to try this?"

"The moment I saw you, I knew you were perfect for this role."

It's a bit on the softer side.

The price has also reached tens of thousands.

Qin Zhao waved his hand: "This is more suitable for girls."

"Bracelets aren't gender-specific; many men wear them too. They can bring peace, ward off evil, and enhance your energy field. This bracelet suits you perfectly; it's made of mutton fat jade, which matches your temperament very well," the young woman said sincerely. "If other men came, I wouldn't recommend it."

The white jade beads are warm and translucent, with a lustrous sheen, and a vermilion lotus flower is the finishing touch, revealing the Buddha-nature within them.

Shen Yanci: "Let's give it a try."

Qin Zhao glanced at him.

The young woman seized the opportunity to say, "If you don't believe me, don't you believe your friends?"

Unable to refuse the young lady's kindness, Qin Zhao had the jade pendant put on her left wrist. Her wrist was slender and fair, and the jade didn't diminish its appearance at all.

The young lady said, "Isn't it beautiful and suitable?"

Shen Yanci: "I bought it."

"..."

Qin Zhao gestured for him to be quiet and returned the bracelet.

After thinking for a moment, Qin Zhao picked out a Hainan rosewood bracelet for Lin Zheng as well, though it was a bit pricey.

She selected two items within her budget, one made of black agate and the other of obsidian, but she couldn't decide: "Brother Yanci, which one do you like?"

She didn't hear a reply, so she looked up at him, her clear, light eyes as transparent as mist: "Which one do you think is prettier?"

Shen Yanci lowered his eyes, his gaze inexplicably falling on her lips as they opened and closed.

The young woman smiled and said, "We offer trial wear here. Would you like to try it on?"

Qin Zhao took his hand and put on the contrast.

His hands were beautiful, with well-defined, long, and clean fingers. The veins on the back of his hands and forearms were faintly visible, and his wrist bones were prominent, giving them a sexy tension.

The black beaded bracelet hanging on her wrist added an inexplicable sense of asceticism.

"They all look pretty good." But the black agate seems a bit more dignified, so Qin Zhao pointed to it and said, "Shall we choose this one?"

Shen Yanci hummed in agreement: "I'll listen to you."

Qin Zhao asked the young lady to wrap it up, but Shen Yanci said casually, fiddling with the bracelet with his fingers, "It's fine if you don't wrap it up."

The young woman said, "You can wear it directly after praying for blessings."

Qin Zhao felt that he seemed to have misunderstood something. She glanced at Shen Yanci several times and said gently, "Brother Yanci, I gave it to my father."

"..."

Shen Yanci took off the bracelet expressionlessly, her whole demeanor indifferent.

The young woman couldn't help but laugh, her head down and her shoulders shaking.

Even after leaving the hall, Qin Zhao still felt that the aura of the person next to him was not quite normal. It wasn't that the atmosphere was oppressive, but rather that it was too faint.

Shen Yanci was really good to her; he even topped up her meal card.

She cleared her throat: "Brother Yanci, do you like bracelets? I'll give you one next time."

Shen Yanci stopped, and Qin Zhao almost bumped into his back. She took half a step back and explained, "I'm out of money. I'll save up and give it to you next time."

His gaze was a little strange. Qin Zhao felt like she really was that scumbag, that pie-in-the-sky master, and her voice grew softer and softer.

Save money.

Give it to him.

Buy a bracelet.

Do you know what this means when put together?

The ancient trees, with their lush green leaves, rustled in the wind.

Shen Yanci's dark eyes swirled with a dark glint. Seeing her expression—like a kitten caught doing something wrong, yet innocent and remorseful—he lowered his eyelids slightly: "No money left?"

Qin Zhao nodded. She really wasn't lying; after buying the two strings of beads, she didn't have much money left.

The next second, my phone chimed.

Your friend has transferred 20000 yuan to you.

"..."

Qin Zhao's mouth moved, his face contorted in a mournful expression. How could one possibly abandon their sense of morality?

Shen Yanci: "Not enough?"

Qin Zhao shook her head vigorously, it was enough. She reluctantly returned the money: "Brother Yanci, please don't transfer money to me anymore. One day I might not be able to resist and actually accept it from you, and I won't even pay it back."

Shen Yanci glanced at her lazily: "Did I say you had to return it? I never expect anything back after I give it away."

"That won't do," Qin Zhao muttered. "It's not proper to do it without a legitimate reason."

Shen Yanci lifted his eyelids slightly, his voice low and magnetic: "What would be considered legitimate?"

"..."

Aaaaaaaahhhhhh!

Yan Cige, you've reached the top!

The man who transfers money is the most handsome!

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(End of this chapter)