Chapter 11
"……he,"
Seeing the old man's proud expression, Xu Gui blurted out, "His luck looks really good!"
The old man looked completely bewildered: ?
So, you only saw his luck? What about other things? Didn't you see anything else? Like his handsome looks, good looks, and wealth?
The old man had a stern face and was unhappy, so when Lu Baiyi walked over, he was met with his grandfather's disappointed look. Now, the one who was puzzled was Lu Baiyi.
Could it be because I stepped forward with my left foot first when I first came over?
As Lu Baiyi was pondering what he had done to offend the old man, he suddenly heard a clear and cheerful voice beside him, asking, "Are you the old man's grandson?"
Lu Baiyi turned his head in the direction of the voice and his eyes met a fair and radiant face.
Lu Baiyi: ...snow-white glutinous rice balls.
Snow-white glutinous rice balls—that was Lu Baiyi's first impression of Xu Gui.
Xu Gui's appearance was not aggressive. Her skin was fair and delicate, like a peeled pink lychee. Her face had a plump and radiant look, which, combined with her bright black and white eyes, gave her a dazzling and pure appearance.
Lu Baiyi's heart skipped a beat.
“…Wow, your luck is incredible.” Xu Gui circled around Lu Baiyi, staring at him, and muttered, “How can a human’s luck be this good? It doesn’t make sense.”
The old man leaned closer and asked, "You mean, my grandson is very lucky?"
Xu Gui nodded vigorously and said, "Yes, it's the kind of thing that's incredibly good... People like him, no matter what they encounter, can always turn bad luck into good luck. No! They don't even have that kind of bad luck. They were born to live in a lucky nest and enjoy a lifetime of happiness."
But how could such good fortune belong to a human? The creatures with such good luck that Xu Gui had seen before were only a few auspicious beasts of the world, such as dragons and Bai Ze…
But this guy in front of me looks like a human!
The old man stroked his chin and recalled, nodding with certainty, "Now that you mention it, looking back now, it seems my grandson has indeed always been quite lucky."
Xu Gui looked at Lu Baiyi with bright eyes and asked, "Can I touch your hand?"
Lu Baiyi: ...?
“I didn’t mean anything by it, it’s just that we turtles…” Xu Gui said the word “turtle” but suddenly realized something was wrong. He quickly changed his tone and said somewhat awkwardly, “We fortune tellers especially like people with good luck, so I want to share in your good luck.”
The Xuan Turtle clan knows the will of Heaven and can foresee a person's fortune or misfortune. Perhaps for this reason, all the turtles in their clan particularly favor those with good luck.
To put it simply, for the Xuan Turtle clan, a creature with great fortune is like catnip and a cat—something they want to take a big whiff of upon seeing it; it's practically "turtle mint."
When he was a turtle, Xu Gui never had the chance to come into contact with "turtle mint" because the reputation of their Xuan Turtle clan for inhaling "turtle mint" was so well-known that those lucky clans would run away whenever they saw them, fearing that they would be grabbed and inhaled indiscriminately.
Xu Gui never expected that he would encounter "turtle mint" when he was a turtle, but would encounter it after he became a human.
Waaaaah, turtle mint, I want to suck it, I really want to suck it!!
Xu Gui looked at Lu Baiyi expectantly.
Seeing the expectation brimming in her eyes, Lu Baiyi hesitated for a moment before extending his hand.
He had barely stretched out his hand when Xu Gui, as if afraid he would regret it, reached out and grabbed his hand. Then, the Lu family grandfather and grandson saw her holding Lu Baiyi's hand and showing a happy expression.
Lu Baiyi: Well, it feels pretty strange.
Because Xu Gui's actions of holding his hand did not have any erotic connotations, nor did they carry any sense of intimacy or taking advantage. She was simply holding his hand and touching it.
Lu Baiyi: ...It seems like this is getting weirder and weirder.
In short, Xu Gui's actions did not offend him much; at most, he just felt a little uncomfortable.
If Xu Gui knew what Lu Baiyi was thinking, he would definitely nod vigorously, after all, what other ideas could they possibly have?
Xu Gui held Lu Baiyi's hand, a look of rapture on his face—the Xuan Turtle really had no resistance to "fortune".
After inhaling for two minutes, Xu Gui reluctantly let go. She looked at Lu Baiyi and praised him, "Mr. Lu, you are such a good person!" A good person who was willing to let her inhale "luck".
Lu Baiyi hesitated for a moment, but still said, "Thank you..." He took it as a compliment.
After saying that, he turned to the old man and asked, "Grandpa, can we go back now?"
The old man nodded, then turned to say goodbye to Xu Gui.
After the grandfather and grandson got into the car, Xu Gui blinked, seemed to remember something, ran to the driver's seat, bent down, and knocked on the car window.
Lu Boyi rolled down the car window and saw Xu Gui smiling, saying, "Mr. Lu, although I don't know if you need this, I just did a divination for you... You should be careful with coffee tomorrow, or you might attract unwanted romantic attention!"
Is she attracting unwanted romantic attention?
Lu Baiyi looked puzzled, but Xu Gui didn't seem to have any intention of explaining to him. After saying that, she took two steps back and waved to them.
Seeing this, Lu Baiyi could only suppress his confusion and drive away.
After the car had driven some distance, Lu Baiyi asked the old man sitting in the back, "Grandpa, how did you meet that young lady?"
The old man said bluntly, "You mean her? She's just like me, she sets up a fortune-telling stall under the overpass!"
Lu Baiyi: "..." No wonder she said she had her fortune told earlier, so that's what she meant.
“It’s strange,” Old Lu muttered, “that girl saw me, did my fortune telling, and then said I was a billionaire… I guess she might be one of the kids in our circle.”
Otherwise, there's no way to explain this. You can't expect people to be able to calculate things, can you?
"...Remember to check for me later," he instructed Lu Baiyi. "I want to see which family's girl she is. She's making jokes on an old man like me."
Just as Lu Baiyi was about to respond, he suddenly heard a sound of someone slapping their thigh behind him.
"Oh dear!" the old man exclaimed, slapping his thigh. "I forgot to ask that girl her name!"
Lu Baiyi: "..."
...
The next day, Lu Boyi had already forgotten what Xu Gui had told him to pay attention to the coffee, but when he got to his office and saw the coffee his secretary had made for him on the table, he suddenly remembered it.
Seeing his gaze fixed on the coffee, the secretary cautiously asked, "...General Manager, is there a problem with the coffee?"
Lu Baiyi snapped out of his daze and said, "No..."
He composed himself and began talking to his secretary about work.
The secretary described his schedule for the day: two meetings in the morning, and a dinner with the head of a partner company in the afternoon. After the dinner, he would have no other work to do.
Lu Baiyi nodded and stood up: "Let's go to the conference room first."
Once he got busy with work, he put Xu Gui's prophecy out of his mind until the dinner with the person in charge of the partner company ended.
For adults, dinner parties inevitably involve social obligations. By the time the meal is over, it's already 8 PM. After parting ways with the person in charge of the partner company at the restaurant entrance, he can finish his work for the day and go home.
But at that moment, a figure suddenly rushed towards him.
Amid the gasps of others, Lu Boyi felt a burning sensation on his chest, followed by the unique aroma of coffee wafting into his nostrils.
He looked down at the large, dark coffee stain that had spread across his chest, and suddenly realized: Ah, it's coffee!
"I'm so sorry, sir, are you alright? I didn't mean to!" A sweet, apologetic voice rang out as the woman took out a handkerchief and wiped his chest.
Lu Baiyi frowned and took two steps back to avoid it.
"General Manager, are you alright?!" the secretary asked anxiously.
Lu Boyi didn't speak, but frowned as he looked at the person who had splashed coffee on him. However, he stared at him for a while, which caused the other person to misunderstand.
The other person blushed, looking at him shyly and timidly, saying, "Mr. Lu, I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to..."
"Ah!" Lu Baiyi suddenly exclaimed, slapping his right fist against his palm, "You're a rotten peach blossom!"
Woman: ? Bad luck in love? Me?
The person next to them: ! !
Lu Boyi didn't notice everyone's reaction. He only had one thought in his mind: spilled coffee and bad luck in love – those predictions were spot on!
*
Meanwhile, just like yesterday, Xu Gui, after having breakfast, casually went to the overpass to continue his fortune-telling business.
However, her fortune-telling career encountered obstacles as soon as it began.
"...The director said that your fortune-telling job seems to go against our program's anti-feudal and anti-superstition principles!" The cameraman, who had just received the director's message, spoke somewhat tactfully.
Xu Gui looked at him blankly: "What do you mean?"
The cameraman sighed and said, "Exactly, maybe you need to find a new job..."
Xu Gui was puzzled, and then he became furious.
"Your production team is going too far!" she said angrily. "I'm not allowed to do this job, and that job doesn't fit the purpose of your program. Am I allowed to wash dishes in a restaurant?"
"If you keep doing this, I'm not filming anymore..."
The cameraman chimed in at the opportune moment: "The director said that if you don't film, the penalty for breach of contract is thirty million..."
"On another note," Xu Gui's tone quickly changed, becoming very righteous, "not filming is not an option. After all, I'm a person of integrity, how could I possibly breach a contract like this?"
[Pfft!] Xu Gui's rapid change of expression amused countless viewers in the live stream, with many commenting: [Is Xu Gui really this funny?]
Meanwhile, the amusing Xu Gui was wearing a bitter face.
As a turtle who had just become human, she really didn't know what kind of work she could do besides fortune telling.
Why is fortune telling considered feudal superstition?!
Xu Gui was unconvinced.
Suddenly, Xu Gui thought of something.
"Got it!"
Since fortune telling is considered feudal superstition, what about fortune telling that isn't superstitious?
Xu Gui suddenly stood up from the folding stool.
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