Chapter 332 Gold Digger 5 (Bonus Chapter for Donations)
The man before me was a young man, about twenty-four or twenty-five years old, dressed in a shopping mall sales uniform. He was not bad-looking, and his expression was somewhat cautious. "Master, how much do you charge for fortune telling?"
Ning Yan blinked. "Those who come to my stall are destined to meet. Just give me whatever you think is appropriate for the divination fee."
The man visibly breathed a sigh of relief.
If he were to be given 20,000 or 30,000 like the two people before him, he wouldn't be able to come up with that amount even if he sold everything he owned.
"You don't need to report your birth date and time anymore, because you yourself don't know your real birth date."
You want to find your biological parents, right?
The man nodded excitedly. This was a true master, really! She was truly skilled; he hadn't even said a word, yet she knew everything.
“You live very close to your biological parents, no more than 300 meters away.”
These words surprised not only the parties involved but also the onlookers. "Is it that the distance is no more than 300 meters, or that they live no more than 300 meters apart?"
Ning Yan: "Given the distance, your biological parents should live nearby. Go and ask around, see if any family lost a boy twenty-four years ago. You should be able to find your biological parents soon!"
At this moment, the security guard, who was in his forties or fifties and had not yet left, spoke up, "I know who the master is talking about, it's the Meng family."
Twenty-four years ago, in the winter, his child was taken away. They searched for over twenty years and never gave up.
I never imagined the child would be right under my nose! Wait here, I'll call Old Meng; his house is only three courtyards away from mine!
The security guard pulled out a Nokia phone with a blue screen, dialed a number, and the call was answered shortly after. "Old Meng, hurry up and come to the mall entrance, we've found your son!"
What did you say?
"Stop talking and hurry up, or the child will leave!"
The security guard heard the sound of running across the street. Satisfied, he hung up the phone. "Don't worry, it's lunchtime now. The old man is definitely home. He'll be there in five minutes at most!"
However, less than five minutes later, at two minutes and thirty-one seconds, everyone saw a figure rush out of the alley at lightning speed. Then the sound of leather shoes rubbing against the ground could be heard. The person quickly turned and ran to the front of the mall.
The security guard waved to him, "Here I am, Lao Meng!"
The onlookers quickly made way, and the man called Lao Meng rushed over and stood next to the young boy. Without even taking a breath, he asked breathlessly, "Is it you? Is it you they're talking about?"
I think you and I were a bit like each other when we were young.
Tears welled in the young man's eyes; he felt that Mr. Meng in front of him might very well be his biological father.
"My name is Ping An. When I was sent to the orphanage, I had a silver lock around my neck with the character 'Ping' engraved on it." Luckily, the silver lock wasn't valuable, otherwise it would definitely have been taken away.
Old Meng burst into tears, “My child, that was a peace lock your maternal grandmother gave you when you were born. Your name isn’t Ping An (Peace). My name is Meng Lingqi. You belong to the De generation, Meng Deping.”
The father and son immediately embraced and wept bitterly. After they had cried enough, they realized that the son was the result of a fortune teller's prediction. The old man went straight home and gave Ning Yan two thousand yuan as a fortune-telling fee.
The fortune teller also took out the more than one hundred yuan he had on him and gave it all to Ning Yan.
Ning Yan: ...You really don't need to give me this hundred.
However, thinking that this kid would be able to enjoy a good life in the future, she accepted him.
After taking the money from the father and son, Ning Yan packed up her stall. Someone asked anxiously, "Master, are you leaving?"
"It's time for lunch. I'm only a half-immortal, not a true immortal yet. I know I'm hungry when it's time." I can't let myself suffer while others suffer.
"Master, my surname is Huang, Huang Hanshan. Could you please do a divination for me first? I'm in a bit of a hurry! Don't worry, Master, as long as you can help me solve this problem, I will definitely offer you a generous reward."
"You're destined to be plagued by villains, suffer financial losses, and even bloodshed..."
Ning Yan twirled her fingers.
Everyone: ...You really don't hide your money at all.
Huang Hanshan didn't say anything. People didn't even need to ask to know what he wanted to know. He was truly capable. They immediately transferred the money!
He gave away 100,000 yuan in one go, which shows how big this matter is.
Ning Yan beckoned to Huang Hanshan with her finger, and Huang Hanshan quickly moved closer, "Let's find a quiet place, it's not convenient here."
"Alright, alright, my car is right ahead. Master, let me help you pack your things."
The onlookers were extremely disappointed, feeling that this man surnamed Huang had a big story to tell, but unfortunately they wouldn't be able to hear it.
Once in the car, Ning Yan didn't presume to be presumptuous and asked directly, "Do you want to hear something more tactful or something more straightforward?"
Huang Hanshan gritted his teeth and said, "No need for euphemisms, I can handle it."
"Your company's accounts are fake accounts made by your wife and her lover. If you don't find out, you can live a little longer."
But since you discovered the problem and kept pressing it, those two are planning to take action against you.
If you die in an accident, your company will belong to your wife, and the adulterer won't have to go to jail.
Furthermore, you are destined to be childless.
Huang Hanshan's mind went blank for a moment, his vision went black and white, and he instinctively stepped on the brakes, stopping just outside the zebra crossing.
If he is destined to have no children, does that mean the son he raised for twelve years is not his own?
"What's there to be sad about? At least you're alive now. Your destiny has already begun to change. After you've dealt with your wife's situation, come back to me, and I'll see if you can find someone with great fortune and have a child with that good luck."
"Borrowing good fortune?"
"Yes, it's about borrowing good fortune. Some people are born with great fortune, but they can only bring good luck to others. It's not difficult to find someone like that to have a child with."
Huang Hanshan breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't want to understand why he was destined to be childless; he would be content as long as he could leave a lineage.
The two quickly exchanged phone numbers. "Alright, just drop me off on the side of the road. You go and take care of your business. Your original fate was to fall down the stairs and die. Be careful, calling the police is better than anything else."
"Thank you, Master. I'll put you at the self-service hot pot restaurant up ahead; young ladies like that."
Ning Yan smiled and said, "Okay, let's have hot pot then."
Huang Hanshan was very good at handling things. He paid Ning Yan's bill, put away her utensils, and then left.
Ning Yan felt perfectly at ease being waited on.
After enjoying a delicious hot pot meal, Ning Yan went to the mall to buy herself some winter clothes and a beautiful gold chain as a reward.
After that, I went to the electronics market and bought a laptop, two new mobile phones, and a new SIM card.
These days, phone numbers cost extra, with even slightly better ones costing several hundred yuan.
Ning Yan bought Yu Ruidong a phone number ending in 6688, which wasn't too good or too bad. She then put her own SIM card into the new phone before returning to the East District.
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