Yang Liulang sat down and poured himself a glass of water.
"Hongling, you are about to marry me, so there are some things I won't hide from you anymore. Even my father doesn't know."
Zeng Hongling looked at Yang Liulang, puzzled, wondering if Yang Liulang was already married or had some health issues.
"Hongling, my eyes can see a person's fortune. How do I explain it? I can tell if a person is evil or good."
Zeng Hongling was even more surprised but didn't interrupt Yang Liulang and listened intently.
"Three years ago, I saw you and your brother on the street once. At that time, you had a pink light around you, which meant guilt.
But this time when I came back, you didn't have any red at all. It was white, just like an ordinary person.
And a few days ago, when I came, you even had a yellow glow around you. That's the color of a good person."
Zeng Hongling gasped in shock, "Really? What about my grandpa and my dad?"
