As soon as those words reached his ears, Yan Jingxi blinked sleepily, gazing into the red wine swirling in his glass. His beautiful amber eyes reflected the flickering lights of the bar.,"Jing Xi, don't you fall into the trap of spending money like this Your family isn't very wealthy, is it" Zhang Huada shouted.,If it weren't for that year when I was eight, a fortune teller said I had the fate of a "Mother of the World," who in ancient times, whoever married me would become emperor, bringing good luck to my husband.。