As soon as Nick Zeller replied, the number of people under that question suddenly increased.
CatLovesFish: [The answerer is aweso! Really a Heavenly Master?!].
TakeTheSecondBrother: [... Kneeling. You are too uncanny! You're not a plant, right...].
DooDooDi: [A Heavenly Master stronger than a lawyer? Strongly watching!].
Seeing his followers on Zhihu increase, Nick Zeller laughed with style, his fingers about to form an orchid fingers as he typed on his phone.
New Era Great Heavenly Master: [Dear patrons, today I, the Great Heavenly Master, have ti, and since the opportunity presented itself, we must consider it fate, not taking action would be against my Celestial Path Sect's style].
New Era Great Heavenly Master: [The questioner's Zhihu na is 'BirdOnProsperousEyes', a newly registered na, and their first question is about finding an auspicious date for a divorce to leave the wife holess].
New Era Great Heavenly Master: [The questioner also revealed they belong to the Rat zodiac, a Fire Rat. Bing belongs to fire, and the questioner was born in the year of Bing Zi, originally destined for great fortune, should have been clever, skilled in both martial and literary arts, if married harmoniously, also destined for wealth].
New Era Great Heavenly Master: [But the questioner said the wife they want to leave holess shares the sa zodiac, also a Fire Rat].
New Era Great Heavenly Master: [Female Fire Rats are stronger than male Fire Rats, blessed with late fortunes, and if virtuous, they bring good fortune to their husbands].
New Era Great Heavenly Master: [The questioner driving away a fortune-bringing wife has already damaged their own fortune. Having an affair and illegitimate children ruins official luck. Shalessly exposing oneself on the internet ruins late fortune. Three fortunes decline together, questioner, you should seek your own blessing].
Nick Zeller, feeling pleased, typed the last two words, and raised the phone as if admiring a priceless work of art.
Lawrence Winters changed into loungewear in his room, and upon seeing his uncle like this, knew he had been on Weibo or Zhihu playing the big shot again.
"Uncle, offering life advice to soone again?" Lawrence Winters curiously sat next to him, glancing at his phone.
Nick Zeller didn't hide it, handing the phone over: "Check it out. Was I right or not?"
Lawrence took a glance at Nick's phone and couldn't help but laugh, waving his hand: "Uncle, I don't have the skill to deduce a man is having an affair and fathering illegitimate children just from three words. This is beyond my knowledge, I can't judge your correctness!"
"Why pretend in front of ?" Nick Zeller flicked her forehead, whispering: "You think I didn't see you cursing scumbags 'screw you' with a little account on Weibo?"
Lawrence Winters: "..."
Quickly turning red, then angrily pushing Nick's phone away: "Uncle, I'm still a minor baby. Invading my privacy will make ntally unhealthy and lead to social revenge!"
With that, she pulled out her own phone, started playing PUBG, to calm her pounding heart.
Nick Zeller chuckled, "You are already nineteen, a mature adult, pretending to be underage with , think I can't count?"
The kitchen door downstairs opened, and the fragrance of ginseng chicken soup quietly drifted out.
Lawrence Winters' mother, Gabrielle Winters, called from the kitchen: "Lawrence, set the table, ti for dinner."
Lawrence, engrossed in the ga, replied without looking up: "Uncle, you go set the table."
Nick Zeller, enjoying his increasing followers on Zhihu, didn't want to go set the table either, leaning back leisurely with crossed legs, said: "Your mom's calling you, why aren't you going?"
"I'm playing PUBG." To appease Nick, Lawrence deliberately added a northern accent.
Nick had recently beco a fan of "Wild Wolf Disco", mimicking northeastern dialects.
But hearing Lawrence say that, he burst into laughter, almost losing his breath, pointed at her head, tongue-tied saying: "Lawrence, you so wanna play PUBG then play, why add a northern accent?"
This tactic was too cheeky.
Lawrence inadvertently twitched her back, hand shaking, imdiately losing the ga, becoming a death crate.
She put down her phone, glared at Nick, gloomily said: "Uncle, I suspect you're stirring trouble, and I have proof."
"Be confident, remove the word 'suspect'." Nick triumphantly stood up, loudly called towards the kitchen: "Gabrielle, I'll help you set the table, your daughter is playing...PUBG!"
"Playing what PUBG? Aren't you two tired of giving others chicken soup for the soul all day?" Gabrielle teased, removed her apron, and walked out gracefully.
Her skin was moist and white, flawless, eyes sparkling, not resembling a middle-aged woman with a nineteen-year-old daughter at all.
Moreover, she didn't have the shoulder-length curls and blue brows of River City housewives.
She still had long, black, straight hair, casually tied in a bun, her delicate features even more beautiful than nineteen-year-old Lawrence at first glance.
In front of her beautiful mother, Lawrence could only temporarily play the role of a "slightly chubby princess."
She quickly set down her phone, affectionately snuggled up to Gabrielle, and exclaid, "Mom - you're so beautiful! I'm announcing I've turned, I've fallen in love with you, my mommy!"
Gabrielle gently pinched her tall and straight nose, laughing: "Stop pretending, spill it, what did you do this ti?"
Lawrence quickly leaned back, dodging her mother's pinching hand, "What am I pretending? Mommy, I'm telling the truth, I really love you!"
"Alright, alright, I know you were at the high-speed rail incident site today." Gabrielle looked at Lawrence with a half-smile, "Why did you lie to ?"
Just now still smiling cheekily, Lawrence's voice trembled: "Mom... Mommy... I... I didn't an to..."
"Alright, I know you were afraid I'd worry." Gabrielle spoke softly, pressing Lawrence's shoulder to let her sit down, leaned in and whispered to her ear: "However, I hate being lied to, no matter the reason, lying to is unacceptable."
This was a precursor to an outburst.
From a young age, Lawrence knew her seemingly gentle mother was actually a bad-tempered "pink panther" lady.
Sure enough, the next second, Gabrielle's voice rose urgently: "After dinner, go back to your room, pack your stuff, study properly. After the New Year, you're going back to school!"
"No——!" Lawrence cried out, almost kneeling to Gabrielle, "Mom, I won't dare again! I don't want to go back to school..."
Going to university wasn't as fun as being a Heavenly Master with uncle.
Lawrence had gotten into university two years ago but never attended classes, rely using her uncle's connections to take exams and earn credits at the end of each term.
After all, she was studying Public Relations, a course she deed unnecessary to attend.
And being exceptionally smart, even by self-studying, she achieved top grades and had already skipped a level, now in her final year.
"After dinner, back to your room." Gabrielle cald down, sat and leisurely sipped the chicken soup.
Even Nick didn't dare be cheeky, obediently bringing dishes to the table, and serving rice for the mother and daughter.
In a bad mood, Lawrence only drank a bowl of soup before returning to her room.
Gabrielle didn't stop her.
After Lawrence shut the door upstairs with a bang, Nick cautiously begged: "...Gabrielle, aren't we too strict with Lawrence? Lawrence didn't have a dad growing up..."
"Brother, Lawrence may have grown up without a dad, but she has you as her uncle." Gabrielle placed her chopsticks down with a snap, seemingly transferring her anger to Nick.
Nick imdiately straightened up, conscientiously admitted fault: "Gabrielle, it's all my fault. I told Lawrence not to tell you, you wouldn't understand the situation then, we were just observing feng shui and before I could finish bluffing, sothing happened..."
Gabrielle was silent for a mont, sighed, and said: "You're both silly. I could tell where you were using phone tracking... how to deceive ?"
Nick: "!!!"
Damn it, forgot about that...
So for whom were they toiling and sweetening the night?
At that mont, he cursed the real estate boss wanting to build a villa, wishing his funds would break, elope with the younger sister-in-law, pursued by debt collectors singing his tale, becoming a nationwide hit!
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