"Uncle and aunt, do you want to have your fortune told? My sister is very good at fortune telling."

A middle-aged couple walked past the fortune-telling stall, turned back to take a few more glances, and Ying Lijing greeted them warmly.

The two stopped and looked at the divination banner. The woman said, "500 yuan a divination? Isn't that too expensive?"

Ying Lijing smiled and said, "It's a bit expensive, but my sister is pretty and the prediction is pretty accurate. If it's not accurate, I will return the money to you."

The woman was a little tempted, but the man looked at the cameraman standing behind him. There was a sign saying "Program Crew" on the camera. The man asked, "Are you recording a program?"

"Yes." Jiang Chunian said softly, "We are broadcasting live now. If you feel that private matters are inconvenient to disclose, you can refuse. It's okay."

The man didn’t want to be exposed, so he told the woman, “Forget it.”

"It's nothing," the woman said with a smile. "It's just a live broadcast. We don't have anything to be ashamed of, so what are we afraid of?"

"Let's not do that." The man continued to persuade her, not wanting to be broadcast live about his private affairs. "Besides, you see, the girl is so young, she might not be able to tell the truth. If you want a fortune, let's find a master."

"My sister's predictions are very accurate, even more accurate than those of the masters. Just now, my sister helped a young lady get rid of the ghost that wanted to kill her." Ying Lijing said unhappily.

"Really?" The woman became interested and asked Ying Lijing, "Tell me about it."

Ying Lijing then told him about Pang Ning.

The woman was stunned. "Ghost marriage? Oh my god, I didn't know that picking up money on the street could actually lead to a ghost marriage trap. Doesn't that mean no one would dare to pick up money dropped on the ground in the future?"

"Impossible, right? It's obviously a lie." The man's eyes flickered as he tried to pull the woman away. "Let's go! How could you really believe such a crude scam? There are no ghosts in this world, okay?"

"As for matters concerning ghosts and gods, if you believe in them, they exist; if you don't, they don't exist." Jiang Chunian smiled faintly and said, "But the ghosts in your heart are hard to explain."

"What do you mean? Who do you say has something to hide?" The man was angry and turned around to glare at Jiang Chunian.

The woman also felt uncomfortable: "Little girl, my husband has believed in science since he was a child and is an atheist. You can't slander someone just because he doesn't believe in it."

Jiang Chunian smiled slightly and said, "Sister, how about I tell you a fortune? If it's not accurate, I won't charge you any money. How about that?"

"Don't listen to her, it's a waste of time. Let's go." The man pulled the woman away.

Netizens in the live broadcast room noticed it and spoke out.

"If this man has nothing to hide, I'll chop off his head and use it as a bench for him."

"Sister, you must settle the score. Let our sister Jiang help you expose the true face of this scumbag."

The woman pushed the man away: "No, I want to calculate it. If she doesn't calculate it correctly, I will expose her."

"Ruan Wenya." The man's face darkened and he called the woman by her full name.

The woman turned around and glared at him: "Shi Qingjun, what are you doing? Why do you always stop me? Are you feeling guilty?"

"What are you talking about? I'm not letting you get cheated." Shi Qingjun said angrily, "You insist on counting it, right? Fine, then go ahead and count it."

Shi Qingjun shook his hand away.

Ruan Wenya hesitated: "Husband, I don't doubt you."

"Didn't you say that I felt guilty? Then go and calculate and see if I really do feel guilty." Shi Qingjun said coldly.

Ruan Wenya immediately said, "Hubby, don't be angry. I won't let it go. Can I let it go?"

"Fuck, this is such a good way of playing hard to get."

"The more this happens, the bigger the problem will be. Sister, please be more careful."

"Sister, don't go! The chance to save your life is right in front of you, don't miss it."

Jiang Chunian did not say anything to keep Ruan Wenya.

Ruan Wenya had passed by her stall before, which was the first chance God gave her, but she was just curious at the time and had no intention of coming over to tell fortunes, so Ying Lijing calling her was the second chance God gave her, and her speaking out before was the third chance God gave her.

She failed to seize the three chances, which shows that this is her fate. Naturally, Jiang Chunian would not be so kind to her again.

What's more, although her end would be miserable, her life would not be in danger.

Ying Lijing wanted to speak, but was stopped by Jiang Chunian. Ying Lijing looked up at Jiang Chunian in confusion. Jiang Chunian patiently explained to her: "We tried to persuade her to stay again and again before, and we have already given her a chance. Since she still doesn't want to, that's her fate."

"Xiao Lijing, you must remember that everyone has their own destiny. When we encounter it, we can do our best to help save it. If the other party does not accept it, there is no need to force it. We must learn to respect everyone's choice."

Ying Lijing didn't understand: "But our teachers all taught us to help others. Is it wrong to help others?"

"Being helpful is indeed a virtue worth inheriting and promoting," Jiang Chunian affirmed, then added, "But our kindness to others also needs to be accepted, right? If others are unwilling to accept our kindness, then it may not be a good intention for them. So unless lives are at stake, we should learn to respect others, regardless of whether our intentions are good or not."

Ying Lijing understood: "I understand, sister."

He turned to look at Shi Qingjun and Ruan Wenya, and did not say anything to keep them.

Ruan Wenya had already turned around and walked a few steps with Shi Qingjun, but when she heard the conversation between Jiang Chunian and Ying Lijing behind her, she felt panicked for some reason. Thinking back on Shi Qingjun's behavior, it seemed that there was indeed a bit of suspicion.

Could it be that Shi Qingjun is not as reliable as he knew and will hurt him?

Thinking of this, Ruan Wenya couldn't help but turn pale. She had walked out for dozens of steps, but suddenly stopped and made up her mind: "No, I still have to go and calculate it."

Shi Qingjun was very annoyed, but she had to endure it: "Isn't it true that what I said doesn't count?"

Ruan Wenya stared at him. "Why do you have to stop me from doing the calculation? Tell me, have you done something wrong that you're hiding from me?"

"Ruan Wenya, are you crazy?" Shi Qingjun shook her hand away, her face cold. "I just don't want you to be deceived, and I don't want our family affairs to be posted online for people to discuss. But when you say it, it becomes like I deceived you? What did I deceive you about? We've been married for more than ten years, and in the end, you have to say this? Fine, you can do it! Go ahead and calculate it, I won't stop you."

Ruan Wenya was once again caught by Shi Qingjun's words.

Shi Qingjun became even more arrogant when he saw this: "Go ahead, why don't you go? I won't stop you, just go ahead."

Ruan Wenya was in a dilemma: if she went, she would feel sorry for her husband; if she didn't go, it would feel like there was a thorn in her heart that she couldn't swallow.

After much deliberation, Ruan Wenya found a perfect excuse that would not hurt the couple's relationship: "My father's health has been getting worse in recent years. I'm going to ask the girl if my father has been possessed by some evil spirit."

After saying this, Ruan Wenya turned and ran away, fearing that her husband would try to stop her.

Shi Qingjun's face turned pale: "Fuck."

I reached out to pull her away but couldn't. I regretted countless times in my heart why I brought Ruan Wenya here. I also prayed that the girl was a liar.