Chapter 1699 - Ensnared by a Hunk (1/2)

“She really didn’t attend?”

“She didn’t.” Shen Zhilie shook his head. “In the end, the wedding didn’t take place either, and it caused that huge ruckus.”

Ye Qianqian nodded her head. A thought suddenly occurred to her. She asked, “If your grandma is that mystical, why couldn’t she predict that Guan Queye would create such a scene at the wedding? If your grandmother had known about it earlier, the whole problem wouldn’t have happened, and your brother wouldn’t have had to sit in prison for nothing.”

“I told you, she’s half a deity. The emphasis is on the word ‘half’. That means she’s only effective half the time. If she was able to predict everything, wouldn’t that just make her a full deity?”

“You’ve got a point. Well, has your grandmother ever tried to predict when you’ll be getting married?”

“Nope. Now that you mention it, she’s always divined the futures of other people, but she’s never done it for anyone in the family.”

Ye Qianqian felt her hair standing on its ends. “I think she might be on to something. Moreover, isn’t fortune-telling affected by the degree of relation? I think it’s normal that she can’t read the fortunes of those who are related to her by blood. After all, the secrets of the heavens cannot be divulged!”

Shen Zhilie looked surprised and said, “Wow. You seem to know a lot. When we get back, I’ll take you to my grandmother. You’d make a good disciple of hers.”

“Damn you. I’m not out to be a mystic.”

“Haha! Let’s go for dinner. I’m hungry.”

Shen Zhilie pulled Ye Qianqian along as he roamed the streets and entered a random restaurant.

Most of the restaurants in Italy were elegant.

Even the servers were good looking. They were tall and blonde and handsome enough to make a girl see stars.

Ye Qianqian was dreamy-eyed. She looked ready to sell her soul.

As Shen Zhilie ate, he said, “Don’t get fooled by the good looks of the people here. They’re out to trick you into spending more.”

What he said came true.

Soon enough, a young hunk seemed to sense Ye Qianqian’s gaze on him and quickly made his way over. In English, he asked, “Pretty lady, would you like something to drink?”

Ye Qianqian felt intoxicated as she replied, “What drinks do you serve?”