"Hmm..." Li Hanxian actually hoped that he had been bewitched by some demon art.
Because he found the idea of falling in love with Rong Shengsheng to be utterly unbelievable.
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Rong Shengsheng didn't take old lady Li's matter to heart at all; after work, she went to pick up the kids from kindergarten, then she went grocery shopping and cooked dinner.
Once she was done, she put on a pair of headphones and opened her phone. She had specially connected a miniature surveillance device to her phone, so she could monitor what Rong Wanwan said at any time and place.
Rong Wanwan: "Are these Buddha Beads really that effective? I don't believe in such feudal superstitions."
"And you expect me to carry them around all the time? How could someone as fashionable as I am carry something so tacky?"
"Whatever, Hanxian personally sought them for me, I'll reluctantly accept them."
