Xia Yi connected to the video call, grinning. "Master Xiao, I finally got my chance! Please tell my best buddy's fortune!"
"Sure. Have him join the video call."
"Will do!"
Before long, a middle-aged man joined the video call. He had scruffy stubble, looked thoroughly honest and guileless, and wore very ordinary clothes.
"Hello, Master Xiao!"
A rich man in his early thirties with a boisterous personality and an ordinary poor man in his forties-could these two really be such close buddies?
Huh? There was more to this man than met the eye. He had quite a glorious past, too. That explained it.
"Mr. Feng Yijun, what would you like to know?"
The man gave a guileless smile. "Master Xiao, sorry for the trouble, but could you tell me how my ex-wife is doing now?"
"His ex-wife?"
"Why worry about your ex-wife?"
"Holy crap, seriously? Isn't that wasting a fortune-telling opportunity... heavens, mister, this is your only chance! Don't waste it like this! Even I feel bad for you!"
In everyone's minds.
An ex-wife naturally meant a divorce caused by a troubled relationship.
This man looked so honest, and even after his divorce, he was still thinking about his ex-wife and wanted to use such a precious fortune-telling opportunity on her.
Most likely, the woman had been too demanding and difficult, and might even have cheated.
Why waste a fortune-telling opportunity on someone like that? Who cared whether she was doing well!
Feng Yijun remained unmoved, still wearing that cheerful, guileless expression.
It was as though nothing in the world could stop his optimistic smile.
Except...
Xiao Yu gave him a long, searching look. "Your ex-wife has already passed away."
The guileless smile on Feng Yijun's face abruptly froze and vanished. His eyes widened, as though he could not believe