After rebirth, I rejected the rich yandere lady

In front of the Golden Temple's plaza, there were many stalls set up.

Some sold incense and souvenirs, while others offered fortunetelling services, dressed in Taoist robes.

Sitting in a small hut was an old man with white hair and beard, who appeared to exude an air of immortality, lying on a rattan chair facing the rising sun in meditation.

Mount Laojun is said to be Laozi's Taoist temple.

It is believed that the first ray of sunlight from the east is the most energizing of the day.

Inside the hut, numerous blessing cards were displayed, alongside signs for palm reading and fortune telling.

Being a Taoist does have its thresholds—knowledge of the I Ching, feng shui, and even proficiency in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting are required.

Xu Musen came over and selected two blessing cards.

"Hello, how much for these cards?"

Xu Musen inquired.

The old man didn't even open his eyes, merely gesturing towards a sign nearby.

The blessing cards were given away with incense purchases or for any amount of lucky money offered.

Xu Musen, noticing the old man's "take it or leave it, don't bother the Taoist in his cultivation" demeanor, couldn't help but smile.

Indeed, Taoists do have a certain nonchalance; no wonder it has never been widely promoted. Their values simply don't align.

He took out money, deposited it in the box beside them, and began to pick out a card.

Yao Mingyue followed and looked inside the hut, then glanced at the fortune telling sign beside the elderly gentleman.

"Divination for career, praying for marriage, fortune in education, predictions for health…"

"Grandpa, can you do a divination for me now?"

Yao Mingyue approached and spoke to the old Taoist who was meditating.

The old Taoist slowly opened his eyes, which were deeply sunken, but sparkled with vitality.

He looked at Yao Mingyue and said, "Young people should not seek fortune-telling needlessly."

It is said that the more one has their fortune told, the thinner their fate becomes. With an immeasurable future ahead, young people should not readily seek divination, lest they limit their own potential.

"I don't want my fortune told, I just want to know about my marriage prospects," Yao Mingyue insisted, with no intention of leaving.

The old Taoist looked at her again, stroking his beard. "Young lady, with such good looks, why worry about marriage prospects? You won't have any trouble in the future."

Yao Mingyue giggled, tugging at Xu Musen's arm, "Grandpa, please just take a look and tell us whether we look more like siblings or a couple?"

Xu Musen's mouth twitched. What sort of ridiculous question was that?

Passersby couldn't help but turn their gaze toward them.

What on earth?

The old Taoist also inspected the pair, noting from their foreheads that they were certainly not siblings.

"Most people seek divination for peace of mind, much like what psychologists do abroad. You two would be better off just getting along well with each other," he said candidly. With those in their thirties and older, he would tailor advice based on their personalities to guide them.

Because those are the ones who are genuinely looking to get married.

But there's no need for such concerns with young people who are still indecisive, who come together and part ways on a whim. Let them be.

Otherwise, they might break up and come back to overturn his stall.

The old Taoist found the two young people before him quite pleasing to the eye, so he handed them two wooden cards from his drawer.

"You can take these."

The two wooden cards appeared to be hand-carved, unlike the mass-produced ones at the stall, each adorned with a strand of red mane.

"Thank you, Grandpa."

Yao Mingyue held the cards, her expression gleaming with happiness.

The old Taoist waved his hand and resumed his meditative sitting.

No wonder he lived such a long life, free from worries.

Yao Mingyue passed one of the cards to Xu Musen, laughing. "I think the wishes we make this time will be particularly effective."

Xu Musen took it and fiddled with it in his hand—the wood was heavy and dense, likely to withstand years of weathering without much wear.

Yao Mingyue picked up a small carving knife, looked up at him, and asked, "What do you want to write?"

"Nothing much, just a blessing for good health and to strike it rich overnight," he replied, picking up a carving knife too.

"Striking it rich overnight?"

Her eyes brightened as she nibbled her lip and whispered into his ear, "You don't need to write that wish down—I can make it come true for you, just marry me, and all of mine will be yours."

Yao Mingyue issued a soft invitation to be a Kept Man.

After all, her family was quite wealthy, boasting assets worth over a hundred million.

Xu Musen gave her a side-eye. "My first wish is to stay as far as possible from a heartless rich woman like you."

"Ah, what a pity, but wishes spoken aloud don't come true, so you still can't get away from me," she said, giggling. She had realized over time that he was actually all bark and no bite.

Xu Musen found her shameless behavior oddly cute and unexpectedly charming.

If she weren't so neurotic, she'd actually be a little rich girl without a single flaw.

Xu Musen wanted to straighten this wayward sapling slowly, but years of emotional issues were not easy to cure completely.

Yet the greater the difficulty, the more rewarding the outcome, right?

Xu Musen slowly shifted his gaze back.

He began to carve the characters slowly.

Actually, his wish was simple—having lived a second life, he already knew what was most important.

A healthy body, a career worth striving for, unrestrained freedom, and of course, a sweet love would be great too.

But whenever he thought about being in a relationship,

Two figures would always come to mind in Xu Musen's head.

An Nuannuan.

He naturally had a fondness for her, having unknowingly known her for nearly half a year now and having experienced so much together.