"Because my luck is unbelievably good, didn't you see I got five good fortunes in a row?"
Adrian Desmond was half skeptical, and when Sienna Johnson noticed his hesitation, she picked one up and held it to his mouth, saying, "Ah... open your mouth."
When a beloved woman offers it to you, even if it's poison, you have to eat it. Without hesitation, Adrian took a bite, chewed, and then stopped moving.
"Is it peanuts, dates, or chestnuts?" Sienna asked curiously.
Adrian put his hand to his lips, his face gradually turning red, and sweat appeared on his forehead. This look didn't seem like someone who tasted good fortune.
Sienna leaned in and asked, "Is it wasabi or chili again?"
With a table full of people, Adrian couldn't spit out what he had in his mouth and had to swallow it with great difficulty.
Chili, he got chili again this time. Adrian figured the few dumplings he made with wasabi and chili had all ended up on his plate.
Indeed, one's own misdeeds cannot be lived down.
