Wang Yunxiao smiled and said, "Actually, I know a bit about massage techniques. When Miss Shen has some spare time, I can give you a foot massage."
Shen Qingxi's face immediately flushed.
"That... doesn't seem appropriate, does it?"
"You can start by giving me your hand. The bottom of the foot and the palm are actually the same."
Shen Qingxi tensed her body and cautiously extended her right hand.
Wang Yunxiao took the soft, pale hand, carefully looked at the lines on it, and nodded, "As expected, Miss Shen is naturally noble, with very good fortune. Unfortunately, your fate is a bit too tough, so you might face some obstacles in marriage."
"You can read palms too?"
"I know a little."
"Then quickly help me see, when can I find true love?"
"As the saying goes, it takes ten years to share a boat, and a hundred years to share a pillow."
"You mean that my marriage was predetermined in a past life?"
"No, I mean you probably need to cultivate for another hundred years."
