Inside the dim tarot tent.
A faintly glowing crystal ball sat on a round table, with tarot cards neatly laid out across its surface. A witch in a cloak spoke in an eerie voice.
"Please draw three cards."
Having her tarot read for the first time, Xie Mi solemnly drew three cards and laid them in front of herself, watching the witch's fingertips glide mysteriously over them.
Still, she couldn't resist asking.
"Are you sure you can't tell my financial fortune?"
"...No."
The witch nearly broke character, but fortunately, she was a professional.
After turning over the three tarot cards in order, she scanned their faces before looking at Xie Mi.
"All right, you may start asking questions."
"What questions?"
"Anything you're curious about regarding your destined partner."
Understanding dawned on Xie Mi. She pointed straight at Shen Yeqing and asked bluntly, "Is it him?"
"...Ahem, cough! You can't ask something that direct!"
Shen Yeqing pressed his lips together to suppress a laugh, doing his best not to show the slightest amusement and ruin the seemingly solemn atmosphere of the reading.
Facing the greatest disaster of her career, the witch simply changed her approach.
"How about this? Tell me what you hope for in your destined partner. Have you ever imagined how you'd meet, for example?"
Xie Mi immediately sat up straight. "Actually, I have."
"Oh?"
Having found an opening, the witch immediately pressed on. "Let's hear it."
"When I was little, I used to fantasize about a domineering CEO with a rich family falling in love with me."
"What about now?"
"Now I fantasize about walking down the street, getting beaten up by some rich heir, and having him pay me twenty million in compensation."
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[You little-]
[Too real. Isn't that literally me?]
[I'm sweating bullets. Please delete