I was a fortune teller in 90

Xing Zhou looked at the bruises on her body and pursed his lips, "I can't remember what happened last night."

Yilin looked at him in surprise, and couldn't hold back her tears. "Brother Xingzhou...what do you mean?"

Seeing her crying, Xing Zhou felt lost for a moment. "Don't worry, I will give you an explanation."

As a descendant of the Xing family, I have so many responsibilities to bear, and I don't mind having one more.

Originally, he didn't have high requirements for his other half. It didn't matter who he married, as long as he could convince his grandmother.

After comforting Yilin, he left the hotel and stood on the street, feeling awkward.

The morning wind was chilly, and he couldn't help but shiver. He suddenly remembered the advice Dai Qing had given him.

After a little hesitation, he dialed the pager.

But even he himself didn't know what he wanted to say specifically.

But when he heard Dai Qing's voice, he felt inexplicably at ease and recounted his experience to her without thinking.

Feeling Dai Qing's silence, even though they were separated by a phone call, he still felt a little embarrassed.

The reason was simple. Dai Qing had already reminded him about Yilin's matter that Yilin was not the right one for him, so he should make a decision as soon as possible.

Although he kept these words in mind and knew that Dai Qing was very capable, he still felt a little lucky.

He had known Yilin for so many years, and she had always left him with the impression of being gentle, cute and adorable. Although she often acted like a spoiled child and occasionally had a little temper, it was harmless.

As a man, it is natural to tolerate some of a woman's little temper.

But after what happened last night, he suddenly doubted his own judgment. He seemed not to know her as well as he thought.

At the very least, no one is as good at judging people as Dai Qing.

As the heir carefully nurtured by the Xing family, it is somewhat embarrassing to marry a wife in this way.

Once this matter is confirmed, it will be the biggest stain in his life.

But things had already happened, and he wasn't the kind of person who would be stubborn, so he just married her.

"Xiaoqing, can we meet?"

Hearing Xing Zhou's low voice, Dai Qing came back to her senses and nodded subconsciously, only to find that the two were talking on the phone.

"Okay, you come to my house, or should we find someplace else?"

When it comes to the other person's privacy, she tends to respect personal wishes.

"I'll go to your house to find you. I'll be there in half an hour."

In front of a fortune teller, they no longer have any secrets.

He has a clear understanding of this.

After hanging up the phone, Dai Qing went straight home, boiled a pot of water, and waited for Xing Zhou to come.

While sitting in the corridor waiting for someone, Dai Qing thought of Yilin and couldn't help but admire her ability to take action.

The fact that he could lure Xingzhou to the bed without him noticing shows how much trust he has in her.

Half an hour later, the door was pushed open. Dai Qing watched Xing Zhou walk in with a serious face, his brows furrowed and a look of annoyance.

My usually ironed suit had some wrinkles today. I guess I didn't have time to go home and change it.

In her impression, Xing Zhou has always been a person who pays more attention to his image. It was the first time she saw him so embarrassed. It actually added some worldly air to him.

Without the usual aloof and distant feeling, it is much more pleasing to the eye.

"Here you are. Have you eaten yet? Do you want me to make you some stir-fried noodles?"

Hearing Dai Qing's question, Xing Zhou was stunned for a moment and shook his head. "I have no appetite."

This was the first time in his life that he experienced something beyond his expectations, and he was unable to accept it for a while.

It is not his style to back down when problems arise. As an heir, it is his must to take responsibility.

Plans are plans, but when I think about my life being controlled by others, I still feel a little angry.

Seeing him like this, Dai Qing shook her head, took him directly to the tea room, and pushed the two plates of cakes she had prepared in front of him.

"Eat at least two pieces to fill your stomach, otherwise you will get drunk easily."

Xing Zhou looked at her, wanting to say something but stopping himself. Finally, he lowered his brows, picked up a piece of mung bean cake and started eating.

Seeing that he was in a bad mood, Dai Qing did not urge him. She fiddled with the small red clay pot in her hand and brewed a pot of black tea.

Only when the tea room was filled with the rich aroma of tea did Xing Zhou breathe a sigh of relief and take out a handkerchief to wipe his hands.

Dai Qing placed a cup of red, thick, and bright tea in front of him and chuckled.

"I heard that black tea can nourish the stomach. I don't know if it has this effect, but it should be the type of tea that causes the least irritation to the stomach."

Xingzhou picked up the tea, smelled it, took a sip,
"My grandmother also likes to drink black tea. She has a lot of it. I'll bring you two bricks later."

"No, I already have enough here. Tang Zikai brought me a lot of tea, and I can't drink much by myself."

After drinking two cups of tea, Xing Zhou felt much more comfortable in his stomach, and his expression returned to its usual gentle and peaceful state.

Putting down the teacup, Xing Zhou looked up at Dai Qing and smiled at himself.

"I still don't understand enough about human nature, including myself."

This is the first time in my life that I know that he can have sex after drinking.

He had always believed that drunken sex was a shameless and greedy excuse for men, and it was the most despicable thing. Now that this kind of thing happened to him, he just felt it was extremely absurd.

Listening to Xingzhou's self-deprecation, Dai Qing shook her head.

"It's not that you don't understand human nature, but that you don't understand women."

If she said that this was Yilin's deliberate plan, would he be able to accept the reality?

Seeing Xing Zhou's puzzled look, Dai Qing poured him another cup of tea.

"You study sociology. A society compared to an individual is like the macro and micro, broad and narrow. You focus on the big picture, so naturally you won't analyze a woman's true heart."

People's hearts are hard to predict, especially since Yilin and he were dating for a purpose from the beginning. The relationship between the two was not pure from the beginning, and once someone broke this balance, it would be easy for trouble to happen.

Listening to Dai Qing's analysis, Xing Zhou pondered for a moment.

"Now that things have come to this, I will take responsibility."

He and Yilin have known each other more or less since high school, so at least there won't be too many conflicts in their married life.

Listening to Xing Zhou's tone, Dai Qing raised her eyes to look at his face, especially the area around his forehead. She focused slightly and a scene suddenly appeared before her eyes.

In the western restaurant, Xingzhou and Yilin sat opposite each other, chatting and laughing. Yilin threw a pill into Xingzhou's wine glass...

After finishing the meal, Xing Zhou started to look drowsy and pressed his temples frequently.

Yilin came over to check on him, then called the waiter to help drag the man into the car and take him to the hotel.

After that, Xing Zhou lay on the big bed in the hotel. Yilin pulled off his clothes and bent down to kiss him.

Unfortunately, Xing Zhouxing remained unconscious from beginning to end, without any response. (End of this chapter)