The only sister left who needs Wan Jiao's fortune telling is Yi Jingxiang. Luckily, Zhou Suying hasn't called Wan Jiao yet, so perhaps Wan Jiao can finish her reading for Yi Jingxiang before she arrives.
Yi Jingxiang was clearly getting impatient. As soon as Wan Jiao entered the room, she asked nervously, "Can anything be counted?"
Wan Jiao nodded.
Yi Jingxiang pursed her lips, her expression shifting complexly, seemingly struggling internally. Wan Jiao wasn't in a hurry; she simply waited quietly for Yi Jingxiang to speak.
Finally, after four or five minutes, Yi Jingxiang's red lips parted slightly, "Wan Banxian, my son has been missing for seven days. We've searched everywhere we can, but there's not a single trace of him."
Wan Jiao stared at Yi Jingxiang for a few seconds, then asked her meaningfully, "You've been married for fourteen years, and you only have this one son?"
Yi Jingxiang gave a forceful "hmm," her eyes filled with undisguised guilt, making no attempt to hide the pain she felt about her inability to bear children in this marriage.
Wan Jiao reached out and patted Yi Jingxiang's shoulder. "Jingxiang, you are an excellent singer. You are a part of many people's youth. Your songs have accompanied many confused and lost people through the most difficult time."
Yi Jingxiang looked at Wan Jiao with a puzzled expression.
Wan Jiao smiled gently, "Sister Jingxiang, marriage and childbirth may seem like human intervention, but they are actually predetermined by fate. You are destined to have only one child, which has nothing to do with you. It is all God's arrangement."
Yi Jingxiang had heard this saying before:
If you're suppressing your feelings, you'll see a psychologist, who will say you're emotionally distressed, depressed, and need treatment. But a fortune teller in Shengguo will say: "Someone is bringing you bad luck."
You doubt yourself, thinking there's something wrong with you, which is why you can't do anything right. But a fortune teller will say: "The problem lies with your doors, your windows, your bed." He'll tell you to change everything in your house, but he'll never say it's your problem.
When you encounter a jerk in a relationship, and you repeatedly fail in love and doubt all relationships, a fortune teller will say: "These karmic entanglements will only harm you. Missing out on them is to meet your destined soulmate. Don't worry about it."
Looking at Wan Jiao's gentle smile and listening to her comforting words, Yi Jingxiang's guilt miraculously disappeared by more than half.
She breathed a sigh of relief and asked again with hopeful eyes, "Master Wan, you can definitely help me find my son, right?"
Wan Jiao nodded, then shook her head.
Yi Jingxiang was puzzled, "Wan Banxian, what do you mean by this? Could it be that my son is..."
"Jingxiang, how is your relationship with your husband?" Wanjiao interrupted Yi Jingxiang, changing the subject incredibly quickly.
When talking about her husband, Yi Jingxiang's lips curled up, and her joy was contagious.
Wan Jiao's heart skipped a beat, and she knew something was wrong.
Ugh, I'm going to have to play the villain again.
It's hard to be a person, but it's even harder to be a fortune teller who can't lie.
“My husband and I fell in love at first sight. He is the only man in my life. We have been married for many years and have always been a loving couple.”
After Yi Jingxiang finished speaking, Wan Jiao couldn't bear to dampen her spirits, but... she had no choice but to.
"Sister Shizuka, you've seen it all, so I'll just say it directly."
Yi Jingxiang: "???"
Why did she suddenly have a bad feeling?
If she remembered correctly, the most important point she saw about Wan Jiao online before Wan Jiao arrived was that Wan Jiao never said a single word of nonsense.
Without any unnecessary words, every single one must be very important.
That……
Due to nervousness and unease, fine beads of sweat suddenly appeared on Yi Jingxiang's forehead.
Wan Jiao was certainly not afraid to expose Yi Jingxiang's seemingly perfect but actually rotten marriage. From her perspective, since she and Yi Jingxiang were destined to be together, she had to pull Yi Jingxiang out of this miserable, broken marriage to be worthy of the fortune-telling fee she had paid.
"Your son died shortly after birth. The child you raised for ten years is not your biological son."
Yi Jingxiang had mentally prepared herself, knowing that Wan Jiao's words wouldn't be pleasant, but she never expected it to be like this.
Her son died after birth. The child she raised for ten years wasn't hers? Then whose child was it?
Does my husband know about this?
Wan Jiao nodded.
Yi Jingxiang shook her head vigorously, "How could that be? He knows the child isn't his biological son, yet he's still so good to him? His love doesn't seem fake; I can feel it. He truly loves that child..."
"Jingxiang, calm down." Wanjiao interrupted Yi Jingxiang, adding in a way that seemed to be killing her: "I didn't make it clear just now. That child isn't your biological son, but he is indeed your husband's biological son."
With a loud "boom".
Yi Jingxiang felt as if something in her world had exploded.
What's the meaning?
He is not her biological son, but he is indeed her husband's biological son.
If that's the case, then...
"No, I don't believe it. My husband loves me very much. He fell in love with me at first sight and pursued me relentlessly. We've been married for over ten years and have always been seen as a loving couple by everyone. We..."
"Jingxiang." Wanjiao gently patted Yi Jingxiang's back, offering silent comfort, but her words didn't stop. "Think about it carefully, all these years, has he really not shown any abnormality? You've been together day and night, haven't you noticed anything wrong with him?"
Some things are just that strange.
Nobody mentioned it, so I didn't think anything of it.
But once it's brought up, it becomes a different story.
More and more things about her husband were becoming suspicious in Yi Jingxiang's mind. She could even clearly recall that after the difficult childbirth, when the baby was put in the incubator and she was discharged from the hospital to take the baby home, her husband was unusually nervous when she held the baby, as if he was afraid that she would hurt him... Now that she thinks about it, the good husband she thought he was was actually worried that she would find out that the child was not his biological child.
Her seemingly perfect and happy marriage turned out to be a joke.
What about her child?
Why did her child...
"Uncle Wan, my son..."
Wan Jiao sighed, "It was an unnatural death, but so many years have passed, it will probably be difficult to file a case."
After speaking, Wan Jiao paused for a moment, then continued, "As for why your husband pretended to fall in love with you at first sight, married you, and even murdered his own child, you should be able to find out the truth if you have someone investigate."
Yi Jingxiang naturally knew this.
After all, money makes the world go round.
"Where is my son?" Yi Jingxiang grabbed Wan Jiao's wrist excitedly. "Wan Jiao the Immortal, you are all-powerful, can you let me see my son?"
Wan Jiao shook her head. "He has already been reincarnated. It's just that your fate as mother and son is too shallow to meet again."
Hearing that her son had been reincarnated, Yi Jingxiang laughed through her tears, "That's good. I hope he won't encounter a mother like me and a father like that man in this life."
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