"Brother!" Shen Shi called out cheerfully.
Shen Qiong was sprawled on the sofa, reading a novel while talking on the phone with his sister. "What's up?"
"You've been hiding it so well! You're Master Shen!" Shen Shi pouted and huffed.
Shen Qiong laughed. "I've always been Master Shen! How was I hiding it from you?"
"I mean the really impressive Master Shen." She gave a wry smile.
"Is your brother not impressive?" Shen Qiong asked with a grin.
"Very!" Shen Shi burst out laughing.
Shen Qiong chuckled. "Where did you find out your brother was Master Shen?"
"Weibo!" Shen Shi teased. "You've got some nerve, Brother. A fortune-telling Master who even uses Weibo."
Things had been going his way lately, and now he'd even gotten a sports car, so Shen Qiong was in high spirits. He grinned smugly. "What can I say? Your brother's so handsome and popular, he's got fans even as a fortune-telling Master."
"You're shameless!" Shen Shi laughed. "Aren't you afraid the police will come knocking?"
"Your brother isn't a fraud. The government cracks down on superstition that spreads fear and harms ordinary people. If my fortune-telling were inaccurate, then it'd be superstition. But I keep getting things right, so what grounds would they have to arrest me?" Shen Qiong laughed.
"Okay, okay, I get it—you're amazing," Shen Shi said with a giggle. "My roommates found out you're my brother, and they all came asking me for your WeChat!"
Shen Qiong was delighted to hear that.
The two chatted for a whole hour before finally hanging up.
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There was an open space in a corner of the