You know, Ye Zihao just did Yang Ruobing's palm reading just for fun. He was just playing for fun, and there was no real information at all. Now facing a woman who was once confused and doubtful in her life, Ye Zihao really doesn't know.
How to comfort her.
This time, he got angry! He didn’t know how to clean up the situation!
"Master! Please, please help me. Only you can give me a good chance to change my life! Please, help me!"
A woman who once lost her direction in life could only place all her hopes on Ye Zihao. For her, Ye Zihao was her only life-saving straw.
At this time, Ye Zihao looked a little embarrassed, because he knew that if he told nonsense, he would probably hurt this woman.
At this time, Yang Ruobing on the side saw his hesitation and thought he was embarrassed to help, so he also helped to persuade: "Ye Zihao!! Just help her once! Anyway, you can read palms!"
"I……"
Ye Zihao was a little puzzled. In fact, he really wanted to say, I don't know how! But now, he had to face it bravely.
He sighed slightly, and then said to the woman, "Okay! Beauty, let me read your palm for you!"
"Really? That's great!"
Suddenly, the woman was extremely surprised, and then she quickly stretched out her palm to let Ye Zihao read her palm.
Seeing Ye Zihao grabbing her hand, he pretended to help her read the palm.
After a moment, he frowned and then put down the woman's hand. At this time, the woman asked very urgently: "Master!! What's wrong? Is my life so unlucky that even you can't break it?"
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"Beauty!!"
"Actually, your palmistry belongs to a noble person!!"
Ye Zihao told a white lie and said.
"The appearance of a noble person? But...but why am I so unlucky recently, with my relationship and career at a low point in my life?"
The woman frowned and asked in confusion.
"This is just a state of mind!" Ye Zihao said lightly.
"Mindset?"
"Yes! It's a matter of mentality! Beauty, let me give you a poem by Pushkin!"
Ye Zihao said with a serious expression.
"Pushkin's poem?"
The woman was stunned, obviously not expecting someone to tell her fortune or give her a poem.
At this time, Ye Zihao nodded and saw that his emotions were brewing for a while, and then he slowly started to read the poem.
If life deceives you,
Don't be sad, don't be impatient!
Gloomy days require calmness.
Believe it!
Happy days will come.
The heart is always looking forward to the future,
Now I am often depressed.
Everything is fleeting,
Everything will pass.
And that which has passed,
It will become a fond memory!
…
at last!!
Ye Zihao read all of Pushkin's poems, and then said in a profound tone, "Beauty! It is a kind of fate that you and I know each other!! Your palmistry belongs to a noble person! The setbacks I have suffered now are just
For the time being!! I hope this poem can help you get through the lowest period of life!!"
Apparently!
This is a white lie from Ye Zihao.
After all, people have their ups and downs. If you blindly believe in the so-called fate, you will only become a toy of fate in the end.
Man can conquer heaven!!
Sometimes, as long as you work hard, your destiny can be changed!
At this time, the woman seemed to be inspired, her expression became solemn, and she kept reciting the poem just now.
After a while!
Her originally gloomy expression became a little energetic. She was very grateful and said to Ye Zihao: "Master!! I understand! Thank you for your encouragement! Thank you!"
"It's okay! Man can conquer nature! The harder you work, the luckier you will be!" Ye Zihao smiled faintly. Seeing the change in the woman's mood, he also knew that his white lie just now had an effect.
"Yeah!! That's right!! The harder you work, the luckier you get!! I believe my bad luck will go away soon!! Thank you!! Master!"
The woman nodded gratefully.
Soon, she simply thanked her and left the scene.
When she left, Yang Ruobing smiled and said nothing. When Ye Zihao saw this, he couldn't help but asked curiously, "Honey! Why are you laughing?"
"Yi Zihao!"
"Was that a white lie just now?"
Yang Ruobing smiled lightly and asked lightly.
"That...that!! I let you see it! Haha!" Ye Zihao smiled awkwardly, obviously acquiescing to Yang Ruobing's statement.
"Oh? In that case, put your ear closer!! I have something to tell you!" Yang Ruobing said calmly with a slight smile on her lips.
"Wife!!"
"You don't want to tell me that I'm great! Actually, it doesn't matter. Isn't it just a white lie? What a big deal! Just say it directly, why do you have to let me get close to you?"
Ye Zihao straightened his back. Even though he said this, he still leaned into his ear.
However, when he got close to his ear, Yang Ruobing stretched out his hand and twisted his ear, causing Ye Zihao to yelp in pain.
"Honey! Don't twist your ears! There are many people here. If someone you know sees it, it will be embarrassing! Pay attention to your image! Pay attention to your image!"
Ye Zihao quickly begged for mercy.
At this time, Yang Ruobing smiled playfully and asked, "You guy, why do you want me to twist your ears?"
"Because I'm awesome?"
"Awesome! You just told a white lie, which clearly shows that you don't know how to tell fortunes! Since you don't know how to tell fortunes, how dare you deny that you didn't take advantage of me just now?"
Yang Ruobing asked angrily.
"This...this!! Queen! Spare my life! Spare my life!"
Ye Zihao's expression was a little embarrassed. Being exposed on the spot, he felt a little embarrassed.
"Hmph! I guess you've fooled a lot of women with your palm reading!"
Yang Ruobing curled her lips slightly and then let go of her hand. At this time, Ye Zihao rubbed his ears and said seriously: "Honey!! Am I like that kind of person?"
"picture!"
"It's very similar!"
“Exceptionally similar!”
Yang Ruobing pondered for a few seconds, and then said a few words with great certainty. When Ye Zihao heard this, he was so puzzled that he almost vomited blood on the spot.
Nima!!
Am I that bad?
Ye Zihao was secretly entangled in his heart.
In about an hour, the two of them finished their meal in the restaurant, but as soon as they left the door, they saw someone.
After seeing this person, the corners of Ye Zihao's mouth raised slightly, and his smile was quite playful.