Inside the dim tarot tent.
A crystal ball with a faint glow was placed on a round table, and tarot cards were neatly arranged on the table. The witch in a cloak spoke softly.
"Please draw three cards."
Xie Mi, who was reading tarot cards for the first time, took out three cards with a serious expression and placed them in front of himself, watching the witch's fingertips moving mysteriously over the cards.
Still couldn't help but ask.
"Is it really not possible to count as financial luck?"
"……cannot."
The witch almost failed, but fortunately she was very professional.
After turning over the three tarot cards one by one, the witch glanced across the cards and then looked at Xie Mi.
"Okay, you can start asking questions."
"What's the question?"
"You can ask any questions you are curious about your destined person."
Xie Mi suddenly realized what was going on, pointed his finger at Chen Yuqing, and asked straightforwardly, "Is it him?"
"...Ahem! You can't ask such a direct question!"
Chen Yuqing couldn't help but pursed his lips, trying hard not to reveal the slightest smile in order not to ruin the seemingly solemn atmosphere of divination.
The witch suffered the biggest setback in her career, so she simply changed the way she asked questions.
"Well, tell me what you expect from your destined person. For example, have you ever imagined the scene of your encounter?"
Xie Mi sat up straight immediately, "This really exists."
"oh?"
The witch found a breakthrough and immediately asked, "Then tell me about it."
"When I was little, I often fantasized about a domineering, rich second-generation CEO falling in love with me."
"And now?"
"Now I imagine being beaten up by a rich second-generation man while walking on the street and then being compensated 20 million by him."
"?"
[You kid? ]
[So real, isn't this me? ]
[I am sweating profusely. I suggest you delete this post.]
The witch's fingertips holding the card trembled, but she still stood firm in her position and said, "The card shows that he won't hit you."
"Hiss...what a pity."
“But I’ll give you money to spend.”
"Um?!"
“Lots and lots of money.”
"Um?!!!"
As Xie Mi's eyes became brighter and brighter like lasers, the nature of this divination had changed for her.
The theme changed from [Calculate your destined person] to [Calculate your destined god of wealth].
"Then when will I meet him?!" Xie Mi asked with shining eyes.
"Let me see."
The witch looked at the card, her eyes paused, then she frowned, her expression gradually becoming complicated, "I have met it, but... I haven't met it yet."
"?"
Xie Mi was confused, "I know every word you said, but when you put them together I don't seem to understand."
Witch: "That's what the cards show. This is the first time I've seen such a strange answer, but my divination can't be wrong."
Chen Yuqing, who was standing aside, looked thoughtful.
Next, Xie Mi asked a few more fantastic questions, and the witch answered them one by one.
"One last question."
Faced with this last question, Xie Mi thought deeply for a rare moment, then smiled and asked with a smile on his face.
"Is he happy now?"
Chen Yuqing's eyes moved slightly, and he subconsciously lowered his eyes to look at her. There was a light in his dark eyes, and a curve appeared at the corner of his lips.
The witch held the card, but her gaze shifted from the card to Chen Yuqing for a moment, and she smiled imperceptibly.
“He’s very happy now.”
At this moment, the camera in Xie Mi's live broadcast room very sensibly gave the picture of Chen Yuqing, and happened to capture the scene of him lowering his eyes and laughing softly.
The barrage went crazy.
[The director is sensible and gets a chicken drumstick! ! ]
[Ahhhhhh, I'm really dying. Even if this tarot card was arranged by the program team, I'll accept it. I'm going to do it!!]
[It doesn't seem to be a script. I have done some research on Tarot cards. Looking at the cards, it is indeed what the witch said.]
[If nothing else, giving money to spend, and giving a lot of money, isn't that what Old Shen is? The mysterious rich man is recognized to be rich]
[So what does that mean, met but not met yet?]
【I hate the Riddler!!】
"OK! I'm done, it's your turn, Old Shen."
After the experience, Xie Mi swiftly retreated to the side in a wheelchair and gave the main seat to Chen Yuqing.
Chen Yuqing sat down and shuffled, stacked and drew cards according to the witch's instructions.
The witch turned over the cards he drew one by one. When she turned over the third card, her expression paused slightly, and her eyes became complicated as she looked at Chen Yuqing.
"The cards you two are playing are the strangest cards I've ever seen in all my long career."
Chen Yuqing remained silent, and the smile in his eyes was tinged with helplessness.
"And what was the result?"
"I can't say much."
The witch looked at him meaningfully, and her eyes seemed to glance at Xie Mi beside her for a second, "But there is one thing I can tell you."
"The thing you are waiting for will soon arrive."
Chen Yuqing's expression moved slightly, his fingertips tapped the table thoughtfully, and the corners of his lips suddenly curved up slightly.
"Okay, I understand."
The witch nodded and put away the tarot cards. "Your divination is over."
“Is this the end?”
Completely confused, Xie Mi reluctantly leaned over and looked at the two riddlers, finally his eyes fell on Shen Yuqing.
"What arrived? Did you buy the express delivery?"
"Yes, I bought Mr. Xie's favorite matcha chocolate. Do you want to eat it?"
"Eat—what the hell! It's definitely not a courier. What exactly is it? I'm not curious, but the audience is. Don't you feel guilty for keeping the audience in suspense like this?"
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