Chapter 20: Divination Again

Qin Huan knew he’d ask about this. She glanced at the divination slip, shook her head, and the corners of her mouth turned down, making Han Xian feel uneasy.

“What does it mean? Just say it, don’t be mysterious.”

Qin Huan looked Han Xian up and down.

“This esteemed guest just ended a relationship, didn’t you?”

Han Xian raised an eyebrow, glanced at Jiang Jingchu, and thought, this woman has some skills. He became interested.

“Oh? What else can you see?”

Qin Huan narrowed her eyes and rolled them.

“You have too many red threads, and they break too quickly. Yue Lao’s hands must be numb from tying them.”

Hearing this, several people behind them burst into laughter.

Xiang Yuan, with a cigarette in the corner of his mouth, laughed until his cigarette trembled.

“Master, your reading is incredibly accurate. This guy, his relationships with women never end.”

Jiang Jingchu, who had been impatient, couldn’t help but curl his lips.

Han Xian waved his hand, almost completely conquered by Qin Huan’s words, eagerly looking at her.

“Then tell me, where is my destined one?”

Qin Huan had been waiting for this question. Her slender index finger tapped lightly on the table.

“See the Yue Lao Temple on the mountaintop? Every ten steps, silently say ‘Yue Lao, thank you for your hard work,’ until you reach the temple. Then go inside, sincerely kneel and kowtow, abstain from meat and alcohol for three days, and your destined one will appear.”

After speaking, Qin Huan reached out to take the money on the table, but a hand with distinct knuckles pressed down on it.

Jiang Jingchu’s eyes held three parts laughter and seven parts coldness, looking straight into Qin Huan’s eyes.

“Beauty, this money isn’t so easy to earn, is it?”

Qin Huan raised an eyebrow.

“The money was offered by your friend. What, are you going back on your word?”

Jiang Jingchu smiled, his upturned eyes possessing a unique charm.

“That’s not what I mean. I mean, since you’ve taken so much money from my friend, can you also tell my fortune? Forget about my destined one tell me where my next relationship is.”

Qin Huan had just been making it up, intending to tease the boy with the perm who played with women’s feelings.

Faced with Jiang Jingchu’s deliberate provocation, she was worried about how to respond when she caught sight of several tall and leggy beauties approaching them with phones, looking shy. An idea struck her.

“This esteemed guest’s next relationship…”

Her gaze locked firmly with Jiang Jingchu’s eyes.

“Is naturally far away, yet right before your eyes.”

This woman is really bold! Jiang Jingchu was amused, a low, pleasant laugh escaping his throat. He suddenly leaned down, close to Qin Huan.

“Are you saying that you are my next girlfriend?”

“Woo!”

Han Xian and the other boys all cheered.

Qin Huan had never been teased like this by any man.

She stepped back, a blush instantly spreading across her porcelain like face, her watery almond eyes even more alluring.

“Can you stop being so self-absorbed?”

She pointed to the girl behind Jiang Jingchu.

“I’m talking about her.”

That day, Young Master Jiang was in a foul mood.

He had been dragged by Han Xian to this remote place, and he’d run into a fortune-teller who not only scammed them but also played them for fools.

Now, seeing Han Xian actually taking her words as gospel, silently saying “Yue Lao, thank you for your hard work” every ten steps, he was furious.

He bent his long legs and mercilessly kicked Han Xian’s knee.

“Kneeling makes it more effective.”

Han Xian hissed, rubbing his sore knee.

“Brother Jing, you don’t understand. Fortune telling, you either don’t do it, or you believe it.”

“Are you really stupid or just pretending? You don’t know she’s fooling you?”

Xiang Yuan laughed, exhaling smoke.

“Your phone call in the restroom was so loud, we heard it from far away.”

Meaning, the woman had heard his phone call and then made up nonsense.

Han Xian didn’t think anything of it.

“So what if it was because of that? Maybe it’s Yue Lao warning me. I don’t care I have to go to the Yue Lao Temple today, and nobody can stop me.”

“Stop you? I’d have to be crazy to stop you.”

Jiang Jingchu laughed, taking out an empty cigarette pack.

“Go climb by yourself; I’m not going with you.”

He turned and walked back the way they came.

He remembered there was a small shop at the entrance of the scenic area, but he didn’t know if they had the cigarettes he wanted.

The thought made him furious. He must have been crazy to come here with Han Xian.

He walked down the mountain path and saw a familiar figure in the distance, squatting with her back to him, surrounded by stray cats and dogs, vying for the sausage in her hand.

As Jiang Jingchu approached, he vaguely heard the girl’s gentle and cheerful voice.

“Eat more, eat more. Today, sister met a bunch of fools, and the money they gave me is enough for you to eat for a month or two.”

She paused, then laughed to herself.

“Is that a little unkind? Okay, since you’ve eaten my food, let’s wish those people a peaceful life.”

So she scammed them to feed these stray cats and dogs. Seeing this, Jiang Jingchu, one of the “fools,” suddenly wasn’t so upset.

He thought, let them scam, Han Xian has plenty of money, just consider it charity.

Unexpectedly, three days later, Han Xian really met his destined one, Zhou Tiantian.

And he, on a later day, made Qin Huan his next girlfriend.

Qin Huan’s title of “Master” came from this, and for many days afterward, Jiang Jingchu and his friends often joked about it.

By this time, the meteor shower was almost over.

The once lively and bright sky gradually fell silent.

The excited crowd gradually quieted down, some sitting on the lawn, enjoying the peace after the visual feast, while others walked back in small groups, whispering.

Jiang Jingchu stood among the crowd, lazily looking at Qin Huan.

“Master, when you’re free, tell my fortune again.”

Qin Huan, “Tell you what?”

Jiang Jingchu, “Tell me if this relationship will last.”

Qin Huan instantly thought of Ji Jingya.

Her drooping fingers curled slightly, causing a sharp pain.

“What’s there to tell? Mr. Jiang and Miss Ji are a perfect match, their wedding is imminent, they’ll definitely be happy.”

Jiang Jingchu’s roguish expression froze, and the atmosphere around him turned cold.

Before he could say anything, a figure suddenly ran from the crowd and grabbed Qin Huan’s hand.

“Huan’er, when did you get here?”

Zhou Tiantian and Han Xian had just finished watching the meteor shower. Han Xian was going to stay on the mountaintop longer, but Zhou Tiantian was worried about Qin Huan.

Unexpectedly, halfway there, Zhou Tiantian spotted Qin Huan and quickly ran over.

She grabbed Qin Huan’s injured hand, causing Qin Huan to gasp in pain.

Jiang Jingchu frowned.

“Her hand is injured, be careful.”

His tone was unkind, with a hint of anxiety.

Zhou Tiantian then noticed Jiang Jingchu beside Qin Huan. It was too dark, and Jiang Jingchu was wearing black, not very close to Qin Huan.

“Brother Jing.”

Zhou Tiantian greeted Jiang Jingchu and quickly lifted Qin Huan’s arm, looking worried.

“Your hand is injured, what happened?”

Qin Huan smiled.

“I accidentally got it caught in a door. I’ve already put on ointment, it’s fine.”

Hearing that it was a door, Zhou Tiantian’s first thought was that it was related to Jiang Jingchu.

She pulled Qin Huan aside and whispered.

“What happened? Did Brother Jing bully you?”

Qin Huan shook her head.

“No.”

Although he caused it, it wasn’t intentional.

Zhou Tiantian said “Oh,”

“You’re so careless.”

“By the way, have you resolved things with Brother Jing?”

Qin Huan, “I guess so.”

“I guess so?”

Qin Huan, “It’s hard to explain in a few words. I’ll tell you in detail later. Anyway, thank you and Han Xian today.”