Chapter 545: Artwork

Lu Huanong liked dressing in ancient attire, each piece so beautiful that it seemed like a work of art, especially when worn by her, transforming her into a piece of art as well.

"I know I was wrong, but it seems like such things are destined to find me, and I can't seem to escape them," Ling Zhenfei said helplessly. He had indeed tried to avoid them before, but those people had actually disguised themselves as taxi drivers and tricked him.

Lu Huanong nodded and said, "This is what they call an inevitable fate. Fortunately, you didn't die. You should rest well."

Ling Zhenfei looked at Lu Huanong in surprise and asked, "By the way, how did you know something had happened to me there?"

Lu Huanong sat down on the chair beside the bed, poured a glass of water, and handed it to Ling Zhenfei, saying, "That day after you called me, I felt uneasy, always feeling that something bad was going to happen. When it got dark, this feeling peaked, so I divined your fortune again."