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This was what Yang Yu had discerned from Zeng Miaohua's facial features, that the woman was destined to encounter calamity through romantic entanglements. If she did not cut off these entanglements, they would surely lead to her death.
Even though Yang Yu knew that the woman was unlikely to change, since fate had brought them together, he felt that a kind-hearted warning was his duty, clear in his conscience.
Zeng Miaohua paused momentarily, and Huang Shiyin quickly reminded her, "You must believe what Mr. Yang says, his divination is incredibly accurate."
"Alright," Zeng Miaohua's face showed an unnaturally forced smile, "Thank you for your advice, Mr. Yang. Till we meet again if fate allows."
Zeng Miaohua left, followed by Huang Shiyin and Ito Kiko, leaving only Yu Li behind, "Yang Yu, after a busy evening, let's go, I'll drive you home to rest."
