“Xiao Jie, he looks exactly like me when I was young. He also has a cigarette burn scar on his shoulder, the shape is exactly the same. I once told you two that it was caused when I was holding him and smoking when he was two years old…”

This scar can't possibly be fake...

Qiu Jie looked up at the girl beside Zi Yi, her heart skipped a beat, her lips trembled, as if something was blocking her throat, preventing her from saying a word.

"If it weren't for Huo Yu, I wouldn't have met that girl. I'm practically on my deathbed, and I never thought I'd be able to see my son again in my lifetime. Xiao Jie, you are all my benefactors."

As Old Chen spoke, he burst into tears. He was so overjoyed that he lost control of his emotions.

Qiu Jie wiped away her tears and murmured, "It's good that you found it, it's good that you found it."

"We must let that girl stay for a few more days. I will bring my son back to thank you."

"Um."

"I'll go get my blood drawn for testing first; all the procedures have to be followed," Mr. Chen said.

"Okay, sure."

After hanging up the phone, Qiu Jie looked at her again, her heart filled with excitement, and pursed her lips: "Ms. Tang..."

Not knowing what to say, I could only call out to her.

Huo Xueyin became anxious and grasped her mother's hand: "Mom, now you believe me, right? She really is a fortune teller. There are all kinds of wonders in this world. We can't distrust her just because we are ignorant. Maybe she can predict Dad's tribulation and help him overcome it."

Rosie panicked and blurted out, "No!"

Huo Xueyin looked at her through teary eyes, her gaze filled with confusion: "Why?"

"What if this is her scheme? Did she know all along that Grandpa Chen's son was lost, and then find someone to pretend to be his son..."

Huo Xueyin interrupted her: "Where's the scar? Can a scar be fake?"

"She might find out it was a fake; she's been planning this for a long time. We'd better wait for the paternity test results before making a decision..."

Huo Xueyin interrupted her again, a look of suspicion rising in her eyes: "Rosie, what are you thinking about not letting Miss Tang tell my father's fortune? You know perfectly well that my father can't wait any longer."

"I...I..."

If Tang Yaoyao really could tell fortunes, then all of this was over...

You absolutely must not let her touch your uncle.

"Cousin..." Rosie looked at Huo Qifeng anxiously.

He's such a proud person, he certainly wouldn't want to overturn his previous judgment.

Huo Qifeng's mind was in turmoil, and his emotions were complex, but his thoughts were clearer than ever before.

Grandpa Chen had no reason to lie. He had met people who suspected him to be his son before, but he had never reacted this way. A person's intuition is not wrong.

There was no need for Tang Yaoyao to go to such lengths to find someone to impersonate Grandpa Chen's long-lost child, especially that scar. Apart from Grandpa Chen, how would anyone else know about it?

He looked up at Tang Yaoyao, his eyes full of pleading. He closed his eyes briefly and said very sincerely, "Miss Tang, I was short-sighted and offended you before. Please tell my father's fortune."

The change happened so fast that Rosie panicked: "Cousin, you, how could you..."

"Shut up!" He had a brain and could think, and now he felt that Rosie's reaction was too illogical.

Tang Yaoyao seemed to be thinking about something and did not answer immediately.

Qiu Jie also spoke up: "Miss Tang..."

“Madam Huo, you don’t need to beg me so humbly. Huo Yu is Ziyi’s savior, of course I will save him. My purpose in coming here is to save him.” Tang Yaoyao interrupted her, her eyes gradually deepening.

Then, glancing at Rosie and Huo Qifeng, she casually added, "It's just a pity that he's been held back by others..."

"I'm sorry." Huo Qifeng nodded, his face flushed as if he had been slapped hard, but there was no anger in his eyes. His voice was very serious, and he was sincerely apologizing to her.

Tang Yaoyao did not speak.

Rosie's face was pale, her heart filled with torment, and she dared not look up at them.

Su Lexin never expected that Tang Yaoyao could actually tell fortunes...

All her plans have failed...

no!

Su Lexin quickly said, "Mrs. Huo, I can also treat Mr. Huo. As long as you persuade Mr. Ziyi to give me the pharmaceutical department, I guarantee to give you a healthy Mr. Huo. Tang Yaoyao can only tell fortunes; she can't save Mr. Huo at all."

Qiu Jie remained silent.

Tang Yaoyao smiled lazily, her eyes shining brightly: "Miss Su, don't you think you're lacking confidence in saying these things now?"

Su Lexin's usually icy expression gradually turned pale, but she still refused to believe that she had lost: "I don't believe you can save him."

"Really?" Tang Yaoyao raised an eyebrow slightly, then smiled and said, "I'm sorry, I might have to disappoint you."

After saying that, she walked to the bedside.

Rosie reached out, trying to stop her.

Tang Yaoyao narrowed her deep fox-like eyes slightly, reached out and gently pinched her chin, asking casually, "Miss Luo, what is your status in stopping me?"

Rosie's face paled, her confidence suddenly waned, and her eyes darted around as she had no choice but to step aside.

Tang Yaoyao sat down on the edge of the bed and placed her index and middle fingers on his wrist.

Everyone held their breath, waiting for her to give the result.

Tang Yaoyao used a bit of force with two fingers to open her eyes. Her dark eyes seemed to exude endless coldness at this moment. She turned her head to look at Rosie, whose forehead was already sweating.

Her heart skipped a beat: "W-why are you looking at me like that?"

"No wonder you didn't want me to tell his fortune..." After saying that, without explaining the reason, he smiled slowly and said, "Brother Ziyi, arrest her."

Fu Ziyi arrived on the wind and grabbed her with great force, as if he would break her hand at any moment.

Her voice trembled with tears as she looked at him pitifully, "Brother Ziyi..."

Fu Ziyi didn't even look at her, as if he disliked even touching her, and casually handed her over to Uncle Li.

Uncle Li sighed, "I'm sorry, Miss."

The others watched this scene with bewilderment.

Rosie, after all, was Qiu Jie's niece. Seeing her being restrained, she felt a pang of sympathy: "Miss Tang, do you know what she did wrong?"

Tang Yaoyao narrowed her eyes slightly: "Mrs. Huo, please don't be in a hurry."

Huo Xueyin and Huo Qifeng were also puzzled, but they were more concerned about their father's condition.

"Brother Ziyi, keep an eye on Su Lexin."

Su Lexin paused, and in that instant, her gaze towards Tang Yaoyao deepened. She swallowed hard, her voice still cold: "Don't try to be mysterious here."

After hearing this, Tang Yaoyao slowly let go of his hand, covered him with the blanket again, and then got up from the bedside.

All eyes turned to her, and Qiu Jie asked, "Miss Tang, has my husband committed some kind of misfortune?"

Tang Yaoyao's gaze inadvertently swept over Rosie, and she sat down on the sofa, crossing her legs: "She did indeed do something bad."