Deng Jun looked at Wei Mian in surprise and doubt. It was hard for him to believe that the other party could see all this just by looking at his face.

Is he really capable, or has he done some research beforehand? Although he is young, he is not stupid.

Deng Jun is 22 years old this year and is still a junior in college, but he has been earning his own money since he was 17.

At that time, he made his first fortune by selling equipment while playing games. Later, he worked as a game coach for a while, and later became interested in game development.

I also chose related majors in college, established a game company in my freshman year, and poached several seniors from the school.

Later, Deng Jun's game company produced several famous game software, and he made a lot of money from it.

Deng Jun's father is the newly appointed secretary of the Qingping Municipal Party Committee, and his mother is a pediatrician who was also transferred to Qingping City to work.

Everything the little girl said just now was true.

Wei Mian opened the Alipay payment code again.

Deng Jun had a complicated expression, but he was the one who had the final say. He happily transferred another thousand yuan.

Hearing the pleasant sound of "Alipay has deposited one thousand yuan", Wei Mian curled the corners of his lips.

She looked at Deng Jun's wealth palace and said kindly, "You have a little fortune today. You might as well buy a lottery ticket when you pass by the lottery station."

Deng Jun was stunned. He wanted to ask, "Could this girl be using the same tactics as that old con man yesterday?" But just as he was about to speak, he saw Wei Mian continue chatting with the aunt next to him.

There was no intention of asking him for money again.

Deng Jun hesitated, put on his helmet again, and left with the other person on the motorcycle.

Only when the roar of the motorcycle could no longer be heard did the lady selling insoles dare to breathe a sigh of relief.

"Little girl, what you just said was just a lie, right? Aren't you afraid that he'll come back for you? When those guys beat up Master Bai yesterday, this guy was watching from the side!"

Wei Mian had guessed it from the old lady's expression just now. She smiled nonchalantly and said, "If I don't allow it, I'm not afraid of people coming to my door."

The old lady clicked her tongue twice, and although she didn't say anything on the surface, she didn't believe it at all in her heart. She had been setting up a stall here with Master Bai for many years and had seen a lot of scams. Sometimes when he guessed right, people would praise him for being so accurate.

But most of the time, Master Bai said something ambiguous, and as to what it meant specifically, it was up to the fortune teller to understand it himself.

In Master Bai's words, people are willing to understand things in the way they want, and they will think that his calculations are particularly accurate.

So, I don’t believe in fortune-telling at all. It’s all about deceiving people by looking at their faces.

Wei Mian did not explain. Whether her calculations were accurate or not was something that only the person involved would know.

Deng Jun played for the whole afternoon and didn't get home until around eight o'clock.

When he rode his bike to the entrance of the community, he happened to see a lottery station on the street. Thinking of what the girl said today, Deng Jun slowly stopped the bike.

"Forget it, since her calculations are pretty accurate, I'll trust her for once."

Deng Jun parked the car and walked into the lottery station carrying his motorcycle hat.

The owner of the lottery station asked him which set of numbers he wanted to call. Deng Jun couldn't think of it for a moment, so he just said, "Whatever!"

"Then choose randomly!" The boss has seen many people like this.

Deng Jun originally planned to buy only one number, but his phone happened to be out of battery and he couldn't scan the code. The smallest banknote in his pocket was a twenty-yuan note, and the lottery station happened to have no change.

Deng Jun simply chose four numbers, two of which were single bets and the remaining two were single bets, totaling exactly twenty yuan.

Deng Jun casually stuffed the lottery ticket paper into his pocket. When he left the lottery station, he felt that he was crazy. He actually bought this lottery ticket just because of a few casual words from the little girl.

In fact, he didn't even understand the rules of this thing, so forget it, he just bought it.

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At nine o'clock in the evening, Lin Zihang sat on the sofa in the hotel room, looking at his good brother opposite him who seemed to have just been pulled out of the water.

"I say, you've been back for such a long time and haven't returned home yet? Are you staying in a hotel this whole time?"

Lin Zihang always thought that his good brother lived at home, but he didn't expect that he was living in a hotel. If he had known this, he would have let him stay at his home.

Qu Bowen's expression remained unchanged. "You know the situation at my house. No one would be happy if I moved back in. It would be better for me to stay in a hotel for the time being."

"That's not a long-term solution!"

Qu Bowen pursed his lips and said nothing. In fact, he didn't plan to stay in the hotel all the time. It was just that this happened to him more than half a month ago, and he no longer had the mood to look for a house.

Besides, there are discounts for staying in the hotel on a monthly basis, and there are waiters to help clean the room, so he lives quite comfortably.

"Have you ever thought about what the master said? Who could possibly use your birth date and horoscope to arrange a ghost marriage?"

As Lin Zihang said this, he had already listed someone as the primary suspect in his mind.

Qu Bowen's expression turned grim for a moment, but he quickly returned to normal. "No matter who it is, it won't be that easy to kill me!"

When it comes to things like birth date and horoscope, no one knows it except family members.

The situation of the Qu family is complicated, so it is normal that Qu Bowen is unwilling to go back.

"Do you want to call Uncle Qu and ask?"

Lin Zihang patted his good brother on the shoulder and comforted him silently.

When mentioning his father, Qu Bowen's eyelashes trembled, and he lowered his eyes to look at the ground without saying a word.

He is the eldest in the family. Logically, the first child of his parents should be loved more.

Unfortunately, this sentence refers to the original wife's parents.

The Qu family is not like that. Qu Bowen's mother died in a car accident when he was seven years old. Not long after that, Qu's father married Bao Yunping, who worked in the same unit.

Less than half a year after this woman came into the family, Qu Bowen's younger brother Qu Boyuan was born, and Bao Yunping had completely established her foothold in the Qu family.

Calculating further back, this means that his father was already having an affair with Bao Yunping when his mother was still alive.

Qu Bowen was only seven years old at the time, so naturally he didn't have any such thoughts. He was only immersed in the sorrow of losing his mother. Besides, he didn't know how many months pregnancy would take.

I only found out about it later when I heard my aunts chatting.

But by then Bao Yunping had become his stepmother and had given birth to a son, solidifying her position. He became a poor little man who had to make a living under his stepmother.

Bao Yunping would pretend to be nice in front of others, but often mocked Qu Bowen behind his back. Later, she even stopped doing that and resorted to cold violence.

As for Qu's father, Qu Bowen always felt that his father's attitude towards him was very subtle, and this feeling became more obvious after Qu's mother passed away.

But he was still young at that time, and he just thought that his father had married a new wife.

After Bao Yunping's son Qu Boyuan was born, he was very sure that this was not an illusion.

Because Qu's father showed completely different attitudes towards his two sons.

But Qu Bowen didn't know why at the time. He knew that he couldn't ask his father this question. He understood from the adults' words that if he had a stepmother, he would also have a stepfather.

Qu Bowen gradually became silent and his father didn't care at all.

When he entered high school, Qu Bowen chose to live in the dormitory and rarely went home except during winter and summer vacations.

I have less contact with my family.