Thinking about Chu Xuanxuan's strange behavior last night, Feng Mingshu let the other party pull her to the side before withdrawing her hand and coldly saying, "You don't need to call me cousin, we have no relationship."
Chu Xuanxuan readily nodded: "Okay, let's put aside our relationship and talk business."
Feng Mingshu's face remained indifferent: "What kind of deal can we possibly discuss between us?"
"A deal that will save your life, want to talk about it?" Chu Xuanxuan asked with a confident and mysterious air.
Feng Mingshu scoffed, "So you're trying to become a fortune teller? There's a huge spot under the Liberation Bridge, go grab a spot, make a name for yourself, and then come find me."
After saying that, she turned to leave, but as expected, Chu Xuanxuan quickly grabbed her.
"Feng Mingshu, to let you know I'm not lying, I'll give you a heads-up: in just over three months, school will be closed, and none of us in this year's graduating class will be able to go to university." Chu Xuanxuan said in a low voice, waiting to see Feng Mingshu's surprised expression.
Feng Mingshu's heart clenched suddenly, but his face remained sarcastic: "You can continue, and see if I believe you or not."
Seeing her completely disbelieving look, Chu Xuanxuan became a little anxious and blurted out, "I also know that your house will be raided and you will be sent to a labor camp!"
After saying that, she quickly looked around and, seeing that no one was paying attention to this corner, Chu Xuanxuan breathed a sigh of relief. When she turned around, she saw that Feng Mingshu's expression had changed, and Chu Xuanxuan couldn't help but feel smug.
Feng Mingshu's expression changed, and she angrily retorted, "Are you cursing me?"
"I'm not cursing you, this is your future fate. Of course, now that you've met me, if you do as I say, you can avoid this disaster." Chu Xuanxuan was full of confidence. She thought the role of the fortune teller was good, at least better than revealing that she was a transmigrator.
She's not stupid; she won't reveal her secrets.
Feng Mingshu's expression shifted, and after a long pause, he asked in a deep voice, "What do I need to do?"
They finally fell for it!
Chu Xuanxuan suppressed the joy in her eyes, coughed lightly, and beckoned Feng Mingshu to come closer before slowly saying, "You will suffer misfortune because of your family's wealth. A tall tree catches the wind, but as long as you hand over all your wealth to me to help you transfer it, this disaster can be averted."
"Is there anything else?" Feng Mingshu pressed.
"Also, the feng shui of your little villa is bad, so it needs to be disposed of."
"Is there anything else?" Feng Mingshu continued to ask.
Chu Xuanxuan was secretly pleased. This white moonlight was so easy to fool, so she added another layer of insurance: "You and Zhang Yunxiao are incompatible. Stay away from him in the future, or trouble will come knocking on your door, and no one can save you."
After listening, Feng Mingshu smiled slightly: "You cheated my family out of money and told me to stay away from Zhang Yunxiao. Is this the purpose of your charlatan act?"
Chu Xuanxuan realized something was wrong: "You don't believe me?"
“I believe it. With so many people in the department store right now, I’ll go tell them that you, this fortune teller, predicted that the college entrance exam would be canceled this year. I’ll lure them all over so you can scam them out of money, okay?” Feng Mingshu said with a smile, then turned to the crowd, making a gesture as if she was about to spread the word.
Chu Xuanxuan panicked upon seeing this and immediately grabbed her: "Cousin, I was wrong. For the sake of our cousin relationship, please don't spread rumors. I beg you."
Even if Chu Xuanxuan didn't understand this era, she had read the original novel "Sweet Pampered Little Wife in the 1960s" and knew that the situation was not good in this era. If anyone went too far, the police would come knocking and arrest them under the pretext of being a spy.
After the interrogation, if the outcome is good, they might be able to undergo rehabilitation; if the outcome is bad, they'll be shot!
Looking at Chu Xuanxuan, who was sweating profusely, Feng Mingshu sneered, "I've said it before, we're not cousins. Didn't you show any affection when you were lying to me just now?"
Chu Xuanxuan was filled with regret at this moment, cursing the original author in her heart for portraying Zhang Yunxiao's white moonlight as a naive and innocent girl, which made her completely believe it and thus make the mistake of underestimating her opponent, giving him a handle to use against her.
However, Chu Xuanxuan was, after all, a transmigrator from a book. She was flexible and adaptable. She held onto Feng Mingshu tightly and said, "Feng Mingshu, I admit defeat. I admit that I was just short of money and wanted to borrow some from you. You see, you didn't lose anything. I apologize to you. How about we keep to ourselves from now on?"
"You think you can just brush this off with a casual apology?" Feng Mingshu sneered, pulling his hand away.
Chu Xuanxuan gritted her teeth: "Then tell me, what do you want in return for letting this matter drop?"
Feng Mingshu smiled and said, "I like listening to stories. Go on, and once I'm satisfied, we'll let this matter drop."
Chu Xuanxuan's expression changed instantly as she stared at her and said, "Actually, you believe my prediction in your heart, but you just won't admit it."
"Guess," Feng Mingshu said with a half-smile.
Chu Xuanxuan was furious. She had just realized what she had said. She could completely deny what she had just said without any repercussions, and Feng Mingshu couldn't do anything to her. But she was unwilling to just break up with him like this. She couldn't let Feng Mingshu play her for nothing!
Didn't you want to hear a story?
She'll tell her that!
A malicious glint appeared in Chu Xuanxuan's eyes as she began to fabricate a story. She embellished the story, making the Feng family's fate even more tragic, with the entire family ultimately dying. In contrast, she was pampered by Zhang Yunxiao and lived a blissful life.
That's right, she directly replaced the female lead in the original story, went to the countryside with Zhang Yunxiao, and went from acquaintance to love. They lived a sweet life. Later, when the college entrance examination was reinstated, they both passed the exam and were assigned to excellent units after graduation. Later, when the reform and opening up was implemented, Zhang Yunxiao went into business and became the richest man in Bincheng in just a few years. She became the richest man's wife and was envied and praised by everyone.
By then, the Feng family had long since disappeared into the past, and no one mentioned them anymore. Only she, the wife of the richest man, still remembered the sisterly bond and would visit her former rival's grave and offer a bouquet of chrysanthemums during the Qingming Festival.
Chu Xuanxuan cleverly obscured the timing of the resumption of the college entrance examination and the reform and opening up, telling the whole story with great ease and without pausing.
After she finished speaking, she looked at Feng Mingshu with a malicious smile and asked, "Did you enjoy the story?"
"It's only passable, and I have a question," Feng Mingshu scrutinized the person opposite him, "Are you really Chu Xuanxuan?"
Chu Xuanxuan's heart skipped a beat when she saw her gaze: "What do you mean? How am I not Chu Xuanxuan?"
“Our relationship has never been good. To be precise, you’ve always been jealous of me. You’ve been following everything my family does, big or small. So you should know that my family donated our assets to the country before the new year. I’m now being held up as a role model. No matter how the situation changes, they won’t be able to raid my family’s property. Besides, I got married yesterday, and I’ll be leaving Bincheng with my husband soon. These things are so different from the story you’ve made up. Are you trying to tell me you’ve lost your memory?” Feng Mingshu looked at Chu Xuanxuan with a half-smile.
Chu Xuanxuan couldn't keep her composure any longer. The original owner's memories, which she had ignored, were swirling in her mind, but she couldn't bother to sort them out at the moment. She could only manage a strained smile: "I just made up a story, and you actually believed it."
"Whether I take it seriously or not is irrelevant; what matters is whether the police take it seriously or not."
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