Fortune telling fee?

Feng Guang crossed his arms and laughed, "First, I didn't ask you to tell my fortune, did I? You were the one who insisted on dragging me along and saying all that. Second, I can say things like 'the Red Phoenix Star is moving' and 'a dark aura is appearing on one's forehead.' If I say it to you, will you pay me back?"

"Miss, you may not believe in fortune telling, but I did give you some guidance, isn't that a fact?" The fortune teller said calmly, "I saw that you had a marital tribulation, so I couldn't help but kindly remind you. It's fine if you don't pay me for the fortune telling, but why are you being sarcastic?"

"Are you saying that even if I encounter a scammer, I have to treat them politely?"

"A conman?" The man raised an eyebrow, exuding an indescribable handsomeness. "Have you ever seen a conman this handsome?"

"I've seen you before," Feng Guang said, looking up without any politeness. "Aren't you one of them?"

He squinted and smiled happily, "So, miss, you admit I'm handsome."

She paused, realizing she'd been led astray. She pursed her lips and glared at him defiantly. "Hmph, so what if that 'marriage tribulation' you mentioned is real? I don't care anyway."

"Does Miss mean that even if your love life is full of hardships and you gain nothing, you will still force yourself to be with the person you are not meant to be with?"

“You’re wrong about that. I don’t care because I’ve never intended to be with anyone I’m not meant to be with.” Feng Guang looked at him with a scrutinizing gaze. “I don’t know where you got the idea that I’m destined for marriage, but I can make it very clear: yes, I’m going on a blind date today, which could be interpreted as my destiny being tied to someone, but I don’t like that man and have no intention of being with him. So, you can skip your fortune-telling advice.”

The man was silent for a moment, then quickly laughed and said, "Oh, I see. In that case, you really don't need fortune-telling anymore."

"Nonsense, of course I don't need it. My fate is in my own hands. Fortune telling... I don't need it." Feng Guang's demeanor was arrogant, which others would see as arrogance and domineering, but she didn't care about such things. She simply said, "I'll stop here. Although I'm not short of money, I won't just give it to some swindlers."

Just as she finished speaking, her phone rang. Unsurprisingly, it was Mu Xun calling. Feng Guang answered the phone, and Mu Xun's voice came through, "Feng Guang, where are you?"

"I'm in the hallway on my way to the restroom. Have you arrived yet?"

"I..." Mu Xun stammered, "I was stopped at the door by your driver..."

"What!?" Feng Guang's voice suddenly became rough. "You were stopped by my driver?"

The sudden outburst of such a rough voice from a normally delicate young girl startled even the composed man.

Feng Guang glanced at the man in the yellow coat, then forced herself to regain some of her ladylike composure. "Tell me, how did you get stopped?"

"Maybe your dad knows that you and I are friends, so he had your driver squat at the door to prevent me from going in..."

Feng Guang was so anxious she jumped up and down. "If you can't come in and give me the key, how am I supposed to escape through the back door? You don't really want me to go on a blind date with some guy I don't even know, do you?!"