The encounter with the Witch generally went pleasantly, save for the Vice President and Song Xiangqiao.
Song Xiangqiao held the Witch’s words in utter disdain, finding Bai Qiantan utterly foolish!
As for Vice President Zhuo Ting, he discerned a different ssage from the Witch’s words.
With the election imminent, the Witch claid that the Mr. President had the Goddess’s aid... Could it an that in this election, he would lose to Wen Nian once again?
Zhuo Ting had originally wanted the Old President and Chairman Bai to witness Wen Nian’s superstitious behavior, but he had no idea that thirty years ago, the Old President had also sought the Witch’s counsel, and Bai Cangqiong...
Zhuo Ting clenched his fist, feeling that everything was far from what he had expected, which made him feel both embarrassed and angry.
When the eting ended, Wen Nian had Qu Yu arrange lodging and als for the Witch.
He also arranged for Wen Liangyu and Chairman Bai to be sent off.
As for Zhuo Ting and Song Xiangqiao, they were the first to take their leave.
Such a situation and setting were... utterly ridiculous to both of them!
...
"Grandmother!"
Bai Qiantan saw the old Witch walking out with Qu Yu and hurried to her feet to call out!
"Miss Bai Qiantan."
The old Witch turned around leisurely and responded warmly.
She had not introduced herself, but the old Witch had accurately called out her na, perhaps soone had told her...
Thinking this, Bai Qiantan trotted up to the Witch, took a deep breath,
"Witch, I’m not sure if you truly possess Divine Power, but I need to ask you sothing and hope you can guide ."
The Witch clasped her hands over her chest, bowed, and muttered sothing. Then those old, wrinkled hands opened wide, as her warm, rough palms touched Bai Qiantan’s forehead, she gently spoke,
"Child, of the eighty thousand characters in the world, only ’emotion’ hurts the most. You must not... cling too deeply."
"..."
Bai Qiantan felt a twinge in her heart, as if she couldn’t breathe from the pain.
After a while, she forced a bitter smile,
"Witch, a fortune teller once told ... that I would die for love."
Tang Xiaohua was taken aback and quickly glanced at Bai Qiantan...
"Child, destiny is not fixed; what you don’t understand today, you might see from a different perspective tomorrow and suddenly realize."
Whether the Witch truly had Divine Power or not, Bai Qiantan felt so comfortable and warm in the way the Witch spoke to her and looked at her...
"Thank you, Witch! I hope you live a long, healthy life!"
The Witch smiled.
Wen Nian also approached, "Witch, about the Goddess you ntioned earlier..."
"Mr. President, did you not have Secretary Qu travel far to bring this old lady here just for the Goddess?"
"..."
Wen Nian furrowed his brow and quickly turned to Qu Yu, who hurriedly shook his head, indicating that he had only spoken of blessings during the journey and had not ntioned anything about Tang Xiaohua.
His gaze locked on the Witch with a mixture of emotions...
Lili was... the Goddess?
What the hell!
"Mr. President, if you know the answer in your heart, why does this old lady need to spell it out every word?"
In Ryan Castle, there were Ryan Castle rules, and Wen Nian didn’t push further, but his heart remained unsettled for a long ti.
Bai Qiantan and Tang Xiaohua, standing beside, listened in confusion, their view of Wen Nian altering...
Had Wen Nian been bewitched, or had he been reading too many fantasy ghost stories? No, when would he have ti for such entertainnt?
Why on earth had he thought to seek out a Goddess?
It was too absurd. If this got out, who knew how many votes it would cost him!
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