Qi Yu: "I..."
"It's my fault!"
The assistant suddenly stepped forward.
With a pitiful pout on his small mouth, he said, "It's my fault! I wanted you and Master Qi to be together for a long time, so I gave the fortune-teller a small tip, hoping he would say some good things! But I swear, Master Qi really flipped out the marriage divination image himself, I didn't tamper with it at all!"
"No tampering?"
"No, absolutely not!" The assistant shook his head like a tambourine.
Song Jianyi's gaze turned to the fortune-teller. "Just a tip?"
"Yes, just... just one thousand..."
"One thousand?"
[She feels sorry!]
[Hahaha! You miscalculated by taking a tip from this little money lover!]
[Why did you blurt it out? Now, Master Qi's reputation as a spendthrift is ruined in front of Bao’er!]
It's not just a spendthrift!