Liu Xi was having a rough couple of days.
Wang Cuihua had predicted misfortune upon her at the goddess's house, and indeed, these few days had been nothing but terrible luck for Liu Xi.
Not only was her secret rendezvous with her lover discovered, her good-for-nothing husband also got into a car accident.
Having already developed a psychological fear of the occult, she only shook her head and smirked bitterly when Wang Cuihua promised her lifelong peace.
"We've made some soup too, take some over." As Wang Cuihua saw the soup made for saving Luoluo had been spilled, she insisted on replacing it.
Unable to resist her enthusiasm, Liu Xi followed Wang Cuihua home, carrying the pot of soup.
Discovering that they were neighbors was quite an impression.
Wang Cuihua filled a bowl of soup for her, and just as Liu Xi was thinking of leaving, she saw the boy and girl twins playing in the courtyard and couldn't resist stopping to watch.