Song Shi'an: "???"
He had thought he would need to do quite a bit of talking to trick Lu Mingyu into going along with it.
He hadn't expected Lu Mingyu to agree so quickly.
Forget it. As long as he could get him there, that was enough.
After Lu Mingyu finished washing up, the two arrived at a temple.
The temple was bustling with worshippers. Since it was work hours, most of the people visiting were elderly.
The two of them stood out conspicuously among the crowd.
After lighting a few sticks of incense, Song Shi'an pulled Lu Mingyu over to the fortune-stick area.
"President Lu, the fortune sticks here are very accurate. Would you like to try?" Song Shi'an eagerly shoved the bamboo cylinder into Lu Mingyu's hands.
Lu Mingyu looked at the cylinder in his hand and gave it a shake. A most inauspicious stick fell out.
Lu Mingyu's face immediately darkened.
Delighted inside, Song Shi'an took the stick from him. "President Lu, we can have it interpreted. A most inauspicious stick doesn't necessarily mean something bad."
Later, I'll pin every last bit of blame on the Ye family. Hehehe.
Lu Mingyu's hand holding the bamboo cylinder paused slightly.
He turned to look at Song Shi'an.
Song Shi'an felt a little uncomfortable under his stare.
So Song Shi'an had gone to all this trouble to bring him here because of the Ye family.
"I prayed for my career just now. This time, it's for romance," Lu Mingyu said.
He carefully examined the sticks in the cylinder, picking out all the most inauspicious and middling ones and setting them aside before shaking it again.
A most auspicious stick fell out.
Satisfied, Lu Mingyu put everything back where it belonged, then held up the most auspicious stick.
"Assistant Song, it