"Ge Ge, I..."

Fu Mingxuan raised his head and looked straight at Peige.

The handsome face was full of a serious look.

"Well?"

Pei Ge looked at Fu Mingxuan and gave a faint, confused sound.

"Actually, I..."

Just when Fu Mingxuan wanted to confess to Peige that the girl he liked was always her and the woman he had been secretly in love with was only him.

But he saw Zhang Manhua come out with two plates of cut fruits in his hand, and interrupted his words with a smile.

"Greg, come and help me with a plate."

When Peige saw his mother coming out, he immediately stood up from the sofa and walked quickly towards Zhang Manhua.

"Mom, why don't you call me when you've cut it? Can you bring two such big plates by yourself?"

Peige took a plate of fruit from Zhang Manhua while blaming his mother intimately.

"Didn't I think I could carry it? Who thought I couldn't carry it." Zhang Manhua said with a smile after Peige.

After they put the fruit tray on the tea table, Zhang Manhua urged Fu Mingxuan to eat the fruit.

"What were you two talking about just now? I looked at the expression on Mr. Fu's face as if it was quite serious." Zhang Manhua seemed to be casual and asked aloud.

"Oh, there's nothing to talk about." Peige muttered as he ate the oranges: "it's not important to talk casually."

Listening to Peige's words, Fu Mingxuan suddenly felt some bad taste in his heart.

"Mr. Fu, what's the matter with you coming to our house?"

Zhang Manhua looked at Fu Mingxuan with a smile.

"I......" at this time, Fu Mingxuan only felt as if he had eaten yellow lotus in his mouth. The bitterness in his mouth was not counted, but was bitter to his heart.

Looking at Pei GE's heartless eating of fruit, Fu Mingxuan sighed in his heart and said softly, "there's nothing wrong, just come and have a look on the way..."

"Oh ~ well, Mr. Fu must have something to do." Zhang Manhua smiled at Fu Mingxuan and said with a smile.

Seeing Zhang Manhua's appearance, Fu Mingxuan, who has worked hard for many years in the shopping mall, can't see that the real meaning in Zhang Manhua's words is to give an eviction order.

"..." Fu Mingxuan was slightly silent, smiled, raised his lips and said politely, "well, I have something else to do, so I'll go first."

"I'm leaving now?" Pei Ge listened to Fu Mingxuan's sudden saying that he was going to leave. He smoked silently at the corners of his heart and mouth, and looked at Fu Mingxuan with an inexplicable expression on his face.

So what the hell is this man doing here?

He said he came to see her for something. As a result, he asked her about Ji Ziming and left now?

"Well, there's something else." Fu Mingxuan nodded with a smile and stood up from the sofa.

"Aunt, I'll go first today and see you next time."

Seeing Fu Mingxuan politely saying goodbye to her, Zhang Manhua couldn't help sighing.

Fu Mingxuan is actually quite good. He looks handsome and polite. He seems to hurt people more than Xiao Ji.

But ah, she still thinks Xiaoji is a little more pleasing to the eye. Of course, the most important thing is that her daughter likes Xiaoji.

So ah, how good and excellent this young man is, that's no play ~!

After sending Fu Mingxuan out of the door, Peige closed the anti-theft door and heard Zhang Manhua speak with great emotion.

"OK, good daughter, your good luck last year was really prosperous."

"Mom, what are you talking about?" Peige looked at Zhang Manhua suspiciously.

"It's my daughter. Even if she's fat, her charm still exists." Zhang Manhua continued with a smile.

Listening to Zhang Manhua's confused words, Peige turned his eyes directly.

"Well, don't say these strange words. Let's go out and have a good-bye."

With that, Peige went directly into the bedroom and took out his bag and mobile phone.

After walking out of the bedroom and turning on the mobile phone, Peige found that Fu Mingxuan even sent several text messages when she directly turned off and went to bed last night.

Looking at those short messages, inexplicably, an idea suddenly came out of Peige's mind

Shouldn't... Does Fu Mingxuan like her?

Only after such an idea just appeared in his mind, Peige gave a strong veto.

How is this possible!

Fu Mingxuan has girls she likes and has loved them for more than ten years. And most importantly, Fu Mingxuan is Ji Ziming's annoying good friend. No one he likes can like her

With full of doubts, Peige left home with Zhang Manhua and went to the temple to ask for a visa.

Because today is the first day of the lunar new year, there are many people praying in the temple.

In this crowded and crowded temple, Peige followed his mother to worship the Buddha and burn incense. He was already tired and sweating.

"Ge Ge, you see, there seems to be a fortune teller over there. Let's go and ask for a lot."

When they came out of the temple after burning incense, they saw an old monk with a divination stall for drawing lots under the bodhi tree outside the temple.

"Ah? Forget it."

Peige always didn't believe in these fortune telling things, and subconsciously wanted to drag his mother away.

However, Zhang Manhua is particularly interested in this kind of thing.

So poor Peige was pulled over by Zhang Manhua.

"Master, how do you draw this lot?"

Zhang Manhua took Peige's hand and smiled at the old monk sitting under the bodhi tree and asked kindly.

"Amitabha ~" the old monk put his hands together and put an old lottery box in front of Peige's mother and daughter.

"Almsgiver, just take one at random."

"Just smoke one? Don't you have to meditate on the question you want to ask?" Zhang Manhua didn't expect that the lottery should be so simple.

"No, just keep your mind free." The old monk said faintly.

"Gege, take one quickly."

So Pei Ge drew a sign at random under the urging of Zhang Manhua.

"May I ask, benefactor, is it for marriage or career?" The old monk took the sign she drew from Peige's hand and asked faintly with his eyes slightly lowered.

"... marriage." Peige said softly with some hesitation.

After listening to this, the old monk nodded slowly, put the signature back into the signature tube, took the brush on the table and wrote a row of very small signatures on a small rectangular paper.

"It's sad to say goodbye. The last two should be the same. It's very clear to complain about the moonlight..." looking at the signature written by the old monk, Peige couldn't help but read it aloud.

I don't know why, after reading this signature, Peige suddenly felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

"What is this?" Zhang Manhua listened to Peige's words and frowned fiercely.

"It's the autograph requested by the benefactor." Listening to Zhang Manhua's words, the old monk paused with his brush and answered Zhang Manhua.

"What kind of autograph is this? It's desolate and resentful. What's it all about? No, no! Ge, let's go!"

With that, Zhang Manhua took Peige and quickly left the divination stall, as if he wished he hadn't been here.

The old monk looked at the back of the two people walking away and said softly with his hands together, "Amitabha..."

Looking down, the old monk looked at his unfinished signature. He raised his hand and continued to write the unfinished words.

"I hope your heart is like mine."

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