Fortune Teller Master Chapter 47.3

Published at 27th of September 2021 07:37:50 PM

Chapter 47: Yang Dashuai (Part 3)

April 8, 2021Ai Hrist

Lin Qingyin looked at the indignant expression of everyone and felt warm: “Although I can’t do the fortune-telling here in the future, I can see everyone’s support and love for me during this period. From now on, as long as everyone here who is present needs fortune-telling, you only need to pay the old price of 1000 yuan for life. But if it’s your family members and friends who need it, they can’t enjoy this treatment!”

Everyone was very happy to hear that. Aunt Li asked cheerfully: “Can the little master remember us all?”

Lin Qingyin smiled: “I am a person with a very good memory. I can remember everyone’s face. You can rest assured.”

Yang Dashuai was still waiting for her. Lin Qingyin cannot accommodate them for too long, she waved her hand and prepare to leave. A group of people embraced her and walked her to the gate of the public park. Thinking that they wouldn’t be able to see the little master fortune-telling in the future, they felt empty in their hearts.

Blame those two with red eyes! How can they, who has no real ability, talked so big? If they don’t have the ability they will report people? They deserve to be caught!

Seeing the little master get on the car, Aunt Li waved her hand: “Go, go to the police station and ask where those two bastards’ families live and where they usually do fortune-telling. We must go to their fortune-telling stall and find out what unethical things they have done. We must ask the people who were deceived by them to write a transcript or something. Let’s make those two live in the prison for a few more years!”

Yang Dashuai drank a lot of wine last night and stayed up all night. Now he feels a little sleepy after being exposed to the sun. Before Fatty Wang drives away, he went to the Starbucks near the entrance of the public park and bought three cups of coffee and some cakes. When he got on the car, he shared them with Lin Qingyin and Fatty Wang.

Yang Dashuai bought Lin Qingyin’s favorite sweet cream drink. Lin Qingyin took a sip and drunk happily. She really likes this sweet thing.

Fatty Wang looked back at Lin Qingyin, who was taking a sip of the drink and eating the cake. He couldn’t help but laugh. The Little Master looked very cold when she was fortune-telling, but when she was eating or studying, she looked like a child. Her happy expression could make people started at her more and also felt comfortable.

“Little Master, where are we going?”

Just when Yang Dashuai swallowed the coffee he sips, he heard Lin Qingyin said while eating the cake without lifting her head: “Go east first, go straight for two intersections, then turn left. Continue going for three intersections, then turn right, and there it is.”

Yang Dashuai almost spit out the coffee in his mouth when he heard those words: “Little Master, you can even figure out where our old house is? You didn’t count it, how can you tell?”

Looking at the dazzling cakes in the box, Lin Qingyin kindly explained to him: “Your brows are stained with a hint of pink bad luck. This bad luck is related to your peach blossom debt. After calculating it, you will naturally know where it is.”

Although Yang Dashuai knew that Lin Qingyin’s fortune-telling was very effective, he was still shocked by her time and time again. This level surpassed those half immortals.

After seeing Lin Qingyin’s level of fortune-telling, Yang Dashuai was very confident about her helping him retrieve the jewelry box. His heavy heart relaxed a lot, so he also chatted with her: “Little master, you are so good at fortune-telling, why did you think of studying English? You can definitely make money by opening a Feng Shui company in the future!”

Lin Qingyin can be regarded as finding a confidant: “I think so too! I don’t do fortune-telling to foreigners, why do you I need to study this stuff! It’s all the college entrance examination’s fault. Secondly, it’s the failure of negligence. I thought your Xindongfang School is a cooking school. I came because I thought while studying English, I could also eat different dishes made by the chefs.”

Looking at Lin Qingyin’s indignant expression, Yang Dashuai suddenly realized something: Are you really thinking to learn English? It’s purely for eating!

But Yang Dashuai didn’t expect that fortune-telling now requires such a high degree of education. It seems they still have to take the college entrance examination! Thinking of Lin Qingyin’s unbearable English proficiency, Yang Dashuai was really worried about her: “You usually have a difficulty in English when you take exams, right?”

“It’s okay, it’s very easy to calculate. I only need to find someone who had to write the composition in advance according to the topic.” Lin Qingyin frowned in depression and said: “I used to memorize the composition of the reference book. But my English teacher found it out and refused to let it go.”

Chapter end