Now, if he wants to save Luo Chaoxin, the only way is to ask for Luo Qi's forgiveness.
However, would Luo Qi be willing?
Jia Huamei couldn't help but shake her head secretly.
From Luo Chaoxin's words alone, she knew the extent of Luo Qi's bullying. If she begged for forgiveness now, she would have to be fully prepared to be humiliated.
Moreover, it is very likely that the other party will still refuse to forgive even after being humiliated.
Jia Huamei planned to discuss it with Luo Xionghua. Perhaps, with Luo Xionghua's identity as Luo Qi's father, Luo Qi would give her some face.
If Luo Qi, who was sitting across from Jia Huamei, could hear her inner thoughts, he would probably burst into laughter. How could Luo Xionghua be worthy of being a father?
Jia Huamei was unsure about going to Luo Qi to ask for forgiveness, so she asked, "What will happen to my eldest son if I can't get the forgiveness of the man who tied the bell?"
Luo Qi had long sensed Luo Chaoxin's ending. Although his memory was not very clear due to the long time, he knew that Luo Chaoxin's skin was ulcerated all over his body when he died, and his death was horrific.
Luo Qi shook her head, her tone slightly grim: "A branch separated from the main trunk will naturally rot and die!"
"Boom!"
The water cup in Jia Huamei's hand suddenly fell to the ground, which startled her.
She bent down to pick it up, but the tragic scene of Luo Chaoxin's body rotting and dying suddenly emerged in her mind, and the cup of water she had just held in her hand fell again.
"Sir, sir, could this really be the case?" She tried to seek some comfort from the fortune teller, but she was so frightened that she began to stutter.
Seeing how frightened Jia Huamei was, Luo Qi secretly laughed in his heart, but the expression on his face remained unchanged.
"As the saying goes, you reap what you sow. If he can't find reconciliation, retribution will soon come! And the ending will be even more tragic than you can imagine!"
Luo Qi deliberately lengthened her voice, which sounded eerie and terrifying to Jia Huamei.
Jia Huamei couldn't help but shiver, and tremblingly picked up the water cup and took a sip of water, then she calmed down a little.
She made up her mind to find Luo Xionghua and plead with Luo Qi. For the sake of her child, she was willing to give up her face.
Luo Qi fumbled with her phone from the pocket of her gown, opened the payment code, and said, "Madam, given your son's fate, I should have charged you at least 1,000 yuan for this divination. However, I think his fate might be affected by someone's refusal to help him, and it might not be a good ending. Please give me 5 yuan!"
"Ah! Okay, okay." Jia Huamei felt very uncomfortable when she heard this.
The fortune teller's words clearly hit upon some key points.
After a moment's thought, she realized that the person the fortune teller was referring to must be Luo Xionghua. Helplessly, she could only put this issue aside for the time being.
She took out her phone, scanned the QR code, and paid directly for 2,000 yuan. "The extra amount is for the cause and effect that Mr. just mentioned."
She felt that the fortune teller was truly talented and his predictions were extremely accurate, so she gave him 2,000 yuan, hoping that he would be more dedicated to her predictions in the future.
Luo Qi did not refuse. He was not a real fortune teller. He simply relied on known information and predictive ability to express his fortune. The amount of money he charged did not make much difference to him. 5 yuan and 2,000 yuan were no different to him.
Seeing Luo Qi drinking water, Jia Huamei decided to tell fortunes for her youngest son Luo Chaoyang as well.
The result she had just calculated for her eldest son was very different from that of other fortune tellers. It was obvious that those fortune tellers in the past were all liars, which made her feel worried about the fate of her younger son.
But when she thought about the origin of her youngest son, she couldn't help but hesitate.
But then she thought that this fortune teller was so powerful, and maybe he had already seen through most of her secrets, so she no longer hesitated.
"Sir, let me calculate it again for my youngest son. He is now fifteen years old, his name is Luo Chaoyang, and his birthday is..."
Luo Qi raised her hand to interrupt her and said sternly, "Madam, don't you know who the father of this child is?"
Jia Huamei originally thought that the fortune teller told her that she didn't need to reveal her birth date, but she didn't expect to hear a harsh question.
She looked at Luo Qi in astonishment, thinking to herself: As expected, this fortune teller is so powerful!
She said with a slight embarrassment, "Sir, please don't blame me. The child's surname is not Luo, but Li."
Luo Qi then nodded slightly.
Luo Qi had no grudge against that kid Luo Chaoyang.
The two had never had any contact at all. In the dream, the boy was just like an NPC. Logically, there was no need for him to say anything to the boy.
But we can only blame the kid for his bad luck. He had to be involved in the feud between the Luo family, and he couldn't blame anyone else for being implicated.
Without waiting for Jia Huamei to ask, Luo Qi made fortune-telling hand gestures, making Jia Huamei mistakenly think that he was starting to calculate, and she dared not say a word.
Luo Qi pretended to calculate for a while, then suddenly stopped and said, "Compared to your eldest son, this young master's fate is better. I will charge him 10 yuan for his divination."
"Why?" Jia Huamei knew from the amount of divination money that her youngest son's fate was probably very ordinary, which made it hard for her to accept.
Why are the destinies of people born from the same mother so different?
Luo Qi didn't care about the reason. He said calmly, "Lady, why don't you give me 5 yuan later?"
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