Gao Haiyang glanced at the little girl who came up and didn't take her seriously.
Wei Mian took a few tentative steps forward, but the man didn't react at all.
It was not until she was only five meters away from the man that he suddenly turned around and stopped her.
"Back off!"
Gao Haiyang's hair was blown into a mess by the wind on the rooftop.
Wei Mian did not retreat, but he did not move forward either. Instead, he stopped there.
His eyes moved around the man's face.
Seeing that Wei Mian didn't move, the man stopped talking and remained silent, as if he was recalling something.
"Guess what I do?" Wei Mian looked for a while and suddenly spoke.
The man seemed not to hear Wei Mian's words and did not react at all.
Wei Mian didn't care. She continued, "I'm a fortune teller. Can I tell your fortune?"
"Oh--"
Gao Haiyang sneered.
"What does it count as? Is it the way I died? Then don't count it. I'm going to jump from here soon, and I can tell you how I'll die. It's from the fall."
Wei Mian ignored his words and locked his eyes on the man's face.
"You are 40 years old. Your father is a worker and your mother works in sales. You grew up in a relaxed and free environment."
"You became interested in software technology as a teenager, studied a related major in college, started your own business after graduation, and founded a company with your brother the following year."
"And at the end of last year, your company declared bankruptcy due to a data leak, which led to the failure of a major project and a severed funding chain."
Gao Haiyang lowered his eyes and still said nothing.
He is a celebrity of some kind, and if you often read the financial section of this city, it will not be difficult to recognize him.
And these things can be found by simply searching his name on the Internet.
"What you find most unacceptable is that your wife has also betrayed you, and the person she had an affair with is your business partner's brother. Even your two-year-old son is not his biological son."
Gao Haiyang's pupils suddenly shrank, and his eyes shot towards Wei Mian like lightning.
For the first time, he began to take the little girl, whom he had not taken seriously, seriously.
Wei Mian curled his lips and continued, "And you discovered that your company's bankruptcy was actually a play directed by your good brother and his wife."
"The purpose is to legally transfer all the property under your name to them."
"Who are you?"
Gao Haiyang's voice was hoarse and unpleasant, as if he was suppressing great anger.
Wei Mian spread his hands and said, "I told you, I'm a fortune teller."
There were well-trained footsteps coming from the stairs, and Wei Mian guessed that it was the police and firefighters coming.
She just glanced back and turned back again.
"From your face, I can tell you that you were born to be rich and powerful. You shouldn't be in this situation right now. Would you mind telling me about your birth date?"
"Can't you check it online yourself?"
Gao Haiyang threw out a few words in a stiff voice.
Wei Mian raised an eyebrow. "Don't say I don't know your name. I did check it out, and the birth date and time you posted online is also fake."
The richer and more powerful a person is, the more he believes in Feng Shui.
In Feng Shui, whether it is to bless people or cast spells, many of them require the birth date and eight characters as a medium.
How could they casually disclose something that is closely related to their own destiny?
Even if it is announced, it will definitely be fake.
Gao Haiyang thought that he was going to die anyway, so there was no point in hiding this thing, so he told his real time of birth.
Wei Mian stretched out his hand and calculated for a while, his expression becoming much more serious.
Just as she had seen from his face, Gao Haiyang's luck had been stolen by someone.
This person acted cautiously and did not steal everything at once to arouse suspicion, but did it step by step.
When luck is stolen for many years, fate will naturally change.
He was destined to be rich and prosperous, but ended up being betrayed by his wife and brother.
While Wei Mian was calculating, the firefighters and police were already in place.
They were discussing rescue measures for the current situation.
Gao Haiyang chose a corner of the square rooftop of the building, with no obstructions on either side.
If you want to rescue, there is no other way except to attack head-on.
And going straight ahead is also the most difficult one.
If the suicidal person sees them approaching, it will probably cause a greater reaction.
For a moment, everyone's expression became solemn.
Several people also saw Wei Mian talking to the suicidal person, and wanted to take advantage of the fact that she attracted the man's attention to rescue her from other directions.
Now, there are two firefighters standing at the same position outside the window on the 11th floor, which is closest to the rooftop, wearing safety equipment.
"Your luck has been stolen by someone, and your fate has been changed."
Wei Mian spoke.
Gao Haiyang raised his eyelids and looked at her.
So what if it’s changed? It’s already like this. Can it be changed back?
Even if he changed back, his wife's betrayal was a fact, and there was also his son. Could he possibly become his biological son?
Neither of them can be changed. What’s the point in changing it back?
Wei Mian saw through his thoughts and bluntly said, "You were destined to be extremely wealthy. You rarely make losses in business. If you keep going normally, you'll be able to make it onto the domestic rich list."
"And you should have noticed. You've had good luck since you were a child, but starting three years ago, it's slowly become average, and in the past two years, it's been getting worse and worse."
Gao Haiyang frowned and thought, it was indeed true.
He just thought that people's good luck is limited. If it is used up in advance, bad luck will naturally come.
But I didn't expect that it was stolen?
Can luck be stolen?
"Then tell me, who stole my luck?"
Wei Mian could only infer that this person had a close relationship with Gao Haiyang, but he had no idea who it was unless he had the person's birth date.
Just as she was about to shake her head, she felt a sudden pain between her eyebrows, which had been itching for the past few days.
Suddenly, some strange images appeared in front of her eyes.
There was a hospital entrance. As soon as Gao Haiyang got out of the car, a middle-aged man came to meet him.
When he saw Gao Haiyang, he said something anxiously, and soon they went to the hospital together.
Gao Haiyang followed the man to the nurse's station to have his blood drawn. The two talked for a while. After he left, the middle-aged man stuffed some money into the nurse's pocket and bought the blood bag.
Afterwards, the middle-aged man drove to a villa and waited respectfully in the yard.
He waited until someone who looked like an assistant came out before handing over the blood bag with both hands.
The villa was pitch black and Wei Mian couldn't see anything clearly.
But not long after the blood bag was taken in, the assistant brought out a cloth bag.
The cloth bag was as red as blood and emitted a strange smell.
Afterwards, the middle-aged man looked at the red cloth bag hanging on his desk and smiled complacently.
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