"Xiao Che, you bastard who is ten times more asshole than Su Mo, you will be struck by lightning, you will die, woo woo woo..."

Jin Luoluo, who was mad with anger, was dragged into the private room of the store by Luya covering her mouth.

"Miss, you're crazy. That's the third prince of the dynasty. You dare to scold him. You're going to be beheaded, okay?"

Jin Luoluo slapped the table angrily.

"He always makes me miserable. I can't exaggerate calling him dead. Xiao Che is an invincible broom star. This is not the first time and I believe it will not be the last time his wife dies. The most important thing about opening a new store is auspiciousness. He Give me a funeral gift, my good luck has been washed away by his bad luck, can I not be angry? I just want to take a knife to his house and chop him up.”[

Jin Luoluo was so angry that her hair almost stood on end.

Although she had never met Xiao Che, it did not prevent her from listing Xiao Che as the number one hated object.

The person she hated the most before was Su Mo.

Now she felt that Su Mo was so perfect that compared to Xiao Che, a bastard, he was like a god.

Su Mo competes with her but never stops her from doing business.

As for the third prince, his first wife died when her first new store opened.

The second time she opened a new store, he died the second time, and the third time she...

This is the fifth time.

He is the broom star deliberately sent by the sky to interfere with her business.

"Miss, your mouth is too poisonous. You said he won't be the last time, so wouldn't he still kill his wife? It's too pitiful."

Lu Ya couldn't bear it.

How did the handsome, unparalleled and talented Third Prince end up with this unlucky fate.

The fortune-teller said that he was born to restrain his wife, so he must marry within a month.

However, the third prince's noble status, handsome appearance, and powerful political skills still attracted many ladies from famous families to flock to him.

Anyway, there are many people who don't believe in evil.

There are many women who risk their lives to marry him in an attempt to break the spell.

The result was exactly as the fortune teller said.

Either drowned or fell ill, or hit an evil spirit, in short, none of them survived more than a month.

"Poor bastard, he's a big bastard. He knows that he's robbing his wife, and he marries one after another, killing all those beautiful girls. He's a murderer." Jin Luoluo said mercilessly. [

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