Meanwhile, Ning Youguang's mind wandered aimlessly.
She suddenly felt distracted by this, and for the first time regrettfully thought, "If I hadn't switched careers to become a psychologist, being a fortune teller might not have been so bad either."
After all, mastering the art of fortune-telling and face-reading was something she had genuinely apprenticed for in a previous life.
But soon, she found herself amused by these absurd ideas that popped into her head.
Indeed, she laughed.
In front of Fang Han, Ning Youguang usually remained silent, and her smiles were always polite, never showing teeth.
Laughing out loud like this was rare.
This made Fang Han think Ning Youguang was laughing because of her earlier words, "Youyou, are you laughing because you think my husband's family is too superstitious?"
Ning Youguang came back to her senses, about to answer.
Fang Han continued speaking to herself, "Don't find it funny, you really should believe in feng shui."
