"The quickest and most effective way is of course to break up, but Ms. Jiang clearly seems reluctant to do so."

Jiang Sui lowered her head silently. She knew that in the eyes of outsiders, her thoughts might be what is often called "love brain" on the Internet, but when it comes to love, she sometimes really can't control herself.

Whenever she wanted to break up with her boyfriend, she would soften her heart when she saw his wet eyes.

If she were to ask herself honestly, after being together for such a long time, apart from the morbid possessiveness, the other party had almost taken care of her in every aspect and shown her meticulous care.

"Sister, you can't stand his possessiveness, and you still choose to be with him. What can we say? Just respect him, bless him, and lock him in."

[Host, if you ask me, just forget it. It's usually hard to save someone who's in love.]

"Miss Jiang wants to calculate the future for her and her boyfriend. I'll simply tell you the possible outcomes I've predicted. As for where you and your boyfriend will end up, that's entirely up to you."

"The first one is of course what I just said. You can choose to break up with your boyfriend. I suggest that you go abroad."

"Second, if you choose to continue to be with him, there's a high chance that you'll gradually grow tired of each other, and the two of you will end up in a rather tragic situation."

"Thirdly, it depends on whether Ms. Jiang is willing to accompany him for active treatment. Your boyfriend's possessiveness could be a mental illness, which is related to his childhood experiences."

[Oh my god, this is the first time I've seen a host directly calculate three results for someone. This girl and her boyfriend's future will change a lot.]

[Thirty percent is determined by fate, and seventy percent depends on hard work. When it comes to fortune-telling, the closer you are to the time of day, the more accurate the result. The further out you look, the more vague the possibilities become. So, to some extent, one's future is still in one's own hands.]

"But this anchor actually calculated all the possibilities directly. That's quite something."

Chen Qi adjusted the frame of his black glasses, turned off the live broadcast, and moved his chair to look at the long-legged man sitting on the sofa.

"Captain, I'm telling you, you can't be so bored as to watch a fortune teller. He's not a liar, right? Why don't you recruit him to our team? How can someone who can predict so far ahead of time be truly talented? I remember that Lao Wu seemed to have calculated decades into the future, but at most he could only get a vague idea of ​​the boundaries. Even that makes him a genius in his family."

Lao Wu, who was touching the tortoise shell at the side, said unhappily, "It's not like I can't calculate it more clearly, but calculating it more clearly will shorten my lifespan. I haven't lived enough, so there's no need to do something like this to seek death."

Thousands of years later, Ji Yu, who died suddenly, sneezed violently.

Chen Qi pointed at the tablet interface in Chen Bozhou's hand.

"Captain, the back of this anchor looks familiar."

Lao Wu also came over. He had a good memory and recognized at a glance that this was the big tree outside the window. Look, the houses are all the same.

"No way, is this anchor in the same place as us?"

After Chen Bozhou gave a large gift, he slowly turned off the tablet and looked at the two people in front of him with sarcasm.

"With your observation skills, it's a good thing that you're just catching ghosts most of the time. No wonder you haven't been able to catch someone for several days. Don't sleep tonight. I'm going back to my room."

"But when it comes to twelve o'clock, people get really sleepy."

Shen Baizhou was speechless for a long while: "Hold on during that period, it will be over. If anyone is asleep tonight, I don't mind staying with me for a while."

"No, no, Captain, we promise not to sleep."

It's so funny. Shen Baizhou is a walking jinx. Even the director doesn't dare to stay with him any longer.

On the other side, Ji Yu, who was about to end the live broadcast, saw someone giving him a reward, and the ID name was quite explosive.

——I am a young dad

The words of thanks came to her lips but she couldn't say them. Fortunately, the other person left after giving the gift, so she swallowed the words silently.

"I'm off the air, family."

Ji Yu turned off the live broadcast and patted Ali who was sleeping soundly.

"Wake up, don't sleep anymore, let's go out."

Ali yawned deeply and asked confusedly, "Is it dawn?"

When Ali saw that it was pitch black outside, his eyes widened.

"Come on, woman, why are you going out in the dark? We've been on this crooked ride all day. Let's go back to sleep."

"Why are you sleeping? Do you really think you're here on vacation?"

"Then what are we here for?"

Ali said that he really didn't know, anyway the whole fox was brought here.

"You'll know when it's twelve o'clock."

As soon as it was twelve o'clock, Ali found that he was even more sleepy, but his ears were constantly being pulled by Ji Yu, and the pain immediately dissipated his sleepiness.

After about a quarter of an hour, the feeling of forcing oneself to sleep gradually disappeared.

Ji Yu put on his backpack, carried Ali and opened the door. At this moment, the door of the opposite room also opened, and their eyes met.

"Oh, Mr. Shen, I didn't expect that we would be so lucky to see this place. So, last time you said you came to J City for something, this is where you came? Tourism?"

"Um."

Shen Baizhou already knew that Ji Yu was here, but he still used his superb acting skills to act out a surprised expression.

"I didn't expect Boss Ji to come to this place for tourism."

Fuck tourism! Ji Yu remembered what his boss said during the day: those who live in this place are paid by the government.

Ji Yu thought of the half-baked Taoist priest who lived in the Wu family and asked her if she was from the seventh game.

It seems that the Seventh Bureau is the department that specializes in handling special events.

The two of them went downstairs one after the other. There were already four people standing in the living room on the first floor. When they saw Shen Baizhou coming downstairs, they all took a step back at the same time. One of the girls with a bun did not forget to pull Ji Yu over.

Ji Yu looked at the other person in confusion.

The other party smiled kindly.

"I know you, Miss Ji. I've been following your live streams. You're amazing, even more accurate than Lao Wu. So, could you please tell me if I can find a rich and handsome boyfriend in the future? Lao Wu always says I'm destined to be single, but I don't believe it."

Ji Yu looked at the girl with the ball head curiously, then turned to look at Lao Wu who was holding the tortoise shell in his hand.

"Well, a rich and handsome boyfriend, he should be considered one of them."

"Ahhhhh." The girl with the ball-head hair jumped up excitedly. "I knew it. With my beauty, there's no way I can't find a partner. Miss Ji, I know the rules. This is the fortune-telling fee."

"Yu Wu, it's too noisy."

As soon as Shen Baizhou spoke, the guy with the ball head immediately turned off the microphone and made a gesture of closing a zipper towards his mouth.