Sun Jiaying grinned so wide that her face was almost crooked. “I was thinking the same thing.”

“Cough, cough…”

On the side, Wang Laoshi nearly choked, unable to help feeling sympathetic toward Officer Sun. They weren’t even married yet, and his salary card for the rest of his life was already reserved.

“Little Master, you’re truly amazing. Could you also help my friend with her fortune?”

After her excitement, Sun Jiaying turned her thoughts to her friend’s relationship.

Zhou Xiufang held Sun Jiaying’s hand. “I don’t need it. I don’t believe in this stuff. Don’t waste your money.”

Gu Xicao looked at Zhou Xiufang.

When she saw Zhou Xiufang, the smile on her face gradually faded. She looked Zhou Xiufang up and down, her brow furrowing.

Zhou Xiufang felt uncomfortable under her strange expression. “Little Master, there’s no need to trouble yourself. I’m not interested.”

“Actually, out of you two, she can skip it, but you definitely need it,” Gu Xicao said seriously, looking directly at Zhou Xiufang. “Are you and your boyfriend planning to get married at the end of the year?”

“??”

Zhou Xiufang was caught off guard by the revelation of a secret only she and her boyfriend knew. She was momentarily stunned. “How do you know?”

“Xiufang, how could you not tell me about something this big?” Sun Jiaying exclaimed, staring at Zhou Xiufang in shock.

Zhou Xiufang blushed. “It’s not finalized yet, but I was planning to ask you to be my bridesmaid.”

“If possible, you should break up with your boyfriend,” Gu Xicao said, her gaze full of pity for Zhou Xiufang.

“What?” Zhou Xiufang’s expression darkened. “Little Master, you can’t just say things like that without reason.”

Sun Jiaying hesitated, glancing between Gu Xicao and Zhou Xiufang. On one hand, Gu Xicao had been accurate earlier; on the other hand, it seemed too rash to break up over fortune-telling.

“Don’t rush. First, tell me your name,” Gu Xicao said calmly.

“Zhou Xiufang. My English name is Celina.” Zhou Xiufang crossed her arms. “If you’re right, I’ll pay the 188. But if you’re wrong, you owe me an apology.”

Zhou Xiufang.

No doubt about it.

Gu Xicao stared at her. “Miss Zhou, was your family very poor when you were young? Did your father abandon you and your mother early on?”

Her voice was soft, audible only to those around the table.

Sun Jiaying immediately protested, “Little Master, you’re mistaken. My friend’s family is wealthy—she studied abroad in America!”

Relieved, Sun Jiaying thought Gu Xicao had finally made an error.

But when she turned and saw Zhou Xiufang’s expression, she froze.

Zhou Xiufang looked as though she’d seen a ghost. Her lips parted, it took her a moment to find her voice. “How…how do you know? No one in Hong Kong knows about this!”

“Yes. Your mother was very capable and hardworking. She even snuck into the United States illegally to earn a living, washing dishes and doing laundry to save her first sum of money. Once she had enough, she brought you and your grandparents to America. Later, during her business ventures, she met your stepfather. He treats you very well, doesn’t he?”

When Gu Xicao had read this information earlier, she had silently admired Zhou Xiufang’s mother. No matter the era, there were always people who fought their way up with sheer determination.

A woman in her thirties, in a foreign land, earning money to support her family—such courage was rare.

“Yes, you’re absolutely right,” Zhou Xiufang admitted, her emotions in turmoil.

She was shocked by how this girl, whom she had just met, could know such personal details—details no one else did. At the same time, she was beginning to doubt whether her relationship with her boyfriend was truly right.

Next to her, Sun Jiaying’s jaw practically hit the floor. “Xiufang, your mom is incredible! She’s a role model for all women!”

“Yes, I’ve always admired my mother. That’s why I want to follow in her footsteps, build a career, and live up to her efforts,” Zhou Xiufang said, her eyes shining with determination.

“I’m currently working in advertising. Someday, I want to start my own company and produce all kinds of commercials!”

“If I’m not mistaken, your boyfriend must have told you he fully supports your ambitions, right?” Gu Xicao said with growing confidence.

The more she practiced this charade, the more comfortable she felt.

Zhou Xiufang wasn’t naive. She picked up on the subtext of Gu Xicao’s words and hesitated. “Yes, he often encourages me to work hard and says he doesn’t want his wife to be a housewife in the future.”

Gu Xicao almost laughed.

Such a classic line. Even in the 21st century, men were still using the same sweet talk to placate women.