After a moment of contemplation, Mao Xiaolu was the first to speak. "I've made up my mind. I don't want to work in my next life. Every job has its risks," she said. "I want to marry a wealthy man and be a peaceful housewife."
Upon hearing Mao Xiaolu's wish for her next life, Qian Wu sneered. He was about to scoff, but Qin Sisi was already looking at him with an icy stare. Qian Wu's face froze. He swallowed his sarcastic remarks.
Mao Xiaolu's wish was not too much; marrying a wealthy man is a common wish among young women.
Qin Sisi nodded and replied, "Alright, I promise you. I will make sure you marry a rich man in your next life."
Mao Xiaolu's face lit up with joy, she said cheerfully, "Thank you, Mage!"
Qin Sisi waved her hand, "No need to thank me, it's just a transaction."
Mao Xiaolu hesitated for a while, then spoke with some internal conflict: "Mage, there's something in my current life that I cannot let go... Can you help me?"
