"Master Ruan? Are you listening?"

Seeing that there was no response from the other end of the phone, He Yuanqing asked anxiously.

But as soon as he spoke, he felt the pain in his liver become even more painful.

"What did you do? The life-borrowing and transfer array I set up for you was broken by someone."

Ruan Kuibao said coldly to the person on the other end of the phone: "I told you before that you can't touch women in the near future, and it's best not to go out. You will be safe only after the person whose life you borrowed dies."

He Yuanqing covered his liver with his hands and finally finished the sentence: "Master Ruan, I swear, I haven't touched a woman recently, that is, I only went out once."

"You've never touched a woman?" Ruan Kuibao sneered at the words, "How did someone break your formation if you've never touched a woman? Mr. He, you didn't follow my instructions. Now that something has gone wrong, you can't blame me. I can't help you now. Go to the hospital as soon as possible."

After saying this, Ruan Kuibao hung up the phone with He Yuanqing.

This disobedient idiot deserves to die!

He Yuanqing looked at the black screen of his phone, his face pale.

He doesn't want to die! He really doesn't want to die at all!

He Yuanqing was quickly sent to the hospital. When he was discharged, he was still in the middle stage of liver cancer. The doctor said that it could be controlled and he might live a few more months.

But now, He Yuanqing's lips have lost all color, and his face has turned deathly pale. Although he is not dead yet, he is not far from death.

Jiang Ni felt so distressed to see him like this, and was busy taking care of him by the bed.

When He Yuanqing's mother came over, she saw Jiang Ni guarding her son's bedside and slapped her in the face.

"It's all because of you, bitch, that my son got hurt!"

He's mother has never liked Jiang Ni.

This is also the reason why He Yuanqing and Jiang Ni have not gotten married after being together for so many years.

He's mother grabbed Jiang Ni's hair and dragged her out of the ward, not allowing her to get close to He Yuanqing's bed again.

A few days later, He Yuanqing died, and He's mother threw Jiang Ni's things out of He Yuanqing's house.

Jiang Ni became homeless, and she gave all the money Song Yan had given her to He Yuanqing for medical expenses.

Now that she had no place to live, Jiang Ni had no choice but to block Song Yan at the door of the house he rented.

But Song Yan has already moved away from there.

Jiang Ni eventually returned to her hometown and married a domestic violence man.

Every time she was subjected to domestic violence, she would think of how good Song Yan had been to her during the two years they had been together.

Later, Jiang Ni saw that Song Yan had filmed many TV series, and she was already a mother of two children.

She wanted to go find him again, but her abusive husband wouldn't let her go out.

......

"Huanhuan, I heard people say you are very dishonest."

Feng Ji grabbed Rong Huan and held him in his arms.

He just received a call from Xi Jingcheng, saying that the director of his current crew is in the process of getting a divorce and filing a lawsuit.

The reason was that Rong Huan had previously gone to the crew to have someone tell his fortune, and found out that the director’s wife had cheated on him and wanted to harm him.

As a result, the director went back to check and found out that it was indeed the case, and now there is a huge mess.

Xi Jingcheng also said that Rong Huan was particularly interested in a male actor in their crew, and the two had a great conversation and exchanged glances.

Of course Feng Ji didn't believe it. He could hear the tone of Xi Jingcheng's voice, which clearly showed bad intentions.

Rong Huan didn't know that Xi Jingcheng was a scumbag. Not only was he a scumbag, he even wanted to sow discord between her and Feng Ji.

However, this does not affect Feng Ji's ability to gain some advantage from Rong Huan.

"Who told you that? Why am I being dishonest? I haven't done anything recently!"

Rong Huan said loudly.

But the louder she spoke, the more guilty she seemed.

She thought calmly, what happened? Was he found out when she was peeking at a male model's abdominal muscle photo?

That's impossible. Feng Ji hasn't even looked at her phone, and she was using incognito browsing.

No matter what page you visit, no trace is left.

When Feng Ji heard her tone, he laughed out loud: "You are acting like a thief with a guilty conscience."

Feng Ji picked up the man and went into the room.

It was already bright when Rong Huan got up from the bed.

She found that Feng Ji was becoming more and more skilled and she couldn't handle it.

When Rong Huan left the room, Feng Ji had just finished preparing the meal.

"Huanhuan, come here for dinner." Feng Ji said when he saw her.

Rong Huan walked over and looked at the pot of old hen stew on the table, with a few red wolfberries floating on the soup.

Rong Huan:......

What do you mean?

However, the first thing Feng Ji served her was the old hen stew.

Rong Huan:......

What does he mean?

Seeing her in a daze, Feng Ji reminded her, "The temperature is just right, drink it."

Rong Huan took a sip with a spoon. It tasted good, but she still felt, "I am not empty."

Feng Ji:......

In fact, when Feng Ji was making this soup, he simply felt that Rong Huan was a little thin, and he didn't think about what happened yesterday.

This little slut has to be punished.

So, Rong Huan stayed in Feng Ji's own villa that night.

Rong Huan was awakened by a phone call from Wei Xiongchi.

After Wei Xiongchi divorced his wife, he had been following the secret recipe given by Rong Huan for treatment. Only two months had passed, and when he went to the hospital for a check-up, he discovered that his survival rate had doubled compared to before!

He came to thank Rong Huan, and also asked Rong Huan for his bank account number so that he could transfer the money to Rong Huan.

This is a real living Bodhisattva, Guanyin who brings children!

Rong Huan told him his bank account, and soon Wei Xiongchi transferred the money to Rong Huan.

In order to express his sincere gratitude to Guanyin, the Goddess of Childbirth, Wei Xiongchi rounded up the amount for Rong Huan and gave her one million.

Wei Xiongchi thanked Rong Huan over and over again on the phone, and finally asked hesitantly, "Um, Miss Rong, may I ask, are you here to show this to people?"

"Yes, my main job is to balance yin and yang and help women get pregnant and have children, supplemented by fortune-telling, geomancy and feng shui. Do you have any other needs?" Rong Huan asked, his eyes lighting up.

"It's like this. I have a good business friend whose family is similar to mine. His child has been spoiled by his elders, and they want to train a successor. He and his wife are about the same age as me. Can you help?" Wei Xiongchi asked cautiously.

"Send me some recent photos of the couple, and I'll answer you." Rong Huan said after thinking for a while.

"Okay, I'll ask the couple to take a photo and send it to you later." Wei Xiongchi said.

Shortly after Rong Huan hung up the phone, Wei Xiongchi sent a photo of a couple.

However, Rong Huan took a look at the couple's faces.

Their facial features show that they look fierce. This couple are not good people.

Rong Huan: No answer.

Wei Xiongchi: Can I ask you why?

Rong Huan: Not a good person.

Wei Xiongchi was a smart man, so he would naturally not tell Rong Huan's words directly to his business friend.

Just say that Rong Huan can’t help.

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