C695 The heat of monica(2)

Zhang Shengkou rubbed at Yue Lao's thick palms, his small eyes narrowed into slits, and he muttered to himself. "Tell me, is this some sort of scheme?"

I don't know if it was a conspiracy or not, but I feel that it was rather unusual. It seems like it was a coincidence that the two of them crossed the same day, but this coincidence isn't that much more likely than being struck by lightning twice