Master, Your Wife Has Become a Super Star Through Fortune-Telling Chapter 122 - 123: Qingyu

But Stay Alive still looked completely dazed; he hadn’t recovered from the shock.

After so many years of favoritism, he had long understood that his parents truly didn’t love him.

But he had always thought that maybe he wasn’t likable enough, or maybe his parents just favored the youngest child.

Until now, everything he had believed had been shattered by Su Nian; the reality was not as rosy as he had imagined.

The livestream chat lit up.

[How tragic. He thought his landlord was a good person, and then the landlord tried to scam him out of his organs and his life.]

[Yeah, and he thought his parents loved him, but it turns out he wasn’t their biological son. They were just using the money he earned to support their whole family.]

[He’s the definition of a sucker.]

[So tragic. This is a truly sad story.]

But the matter was now resolved, so Su Nian ended the call.

However, as the results of her recent divination flashed through her mind, she couldn’t help but feel a pang of sympathy for Stay Alive.

’He was a diligent and kind person, if a bit stingy and fond of petty bargains, who was hounded by parasitic parents and oppressed by a vicious landlord.

’It led to a young man who should have only endured so minor hardships to pass from this world, with no one left to even claim his body.

’But now, I suppose it’s a case of what goes around, cos around. Although he lost so things, he finally saw people for who they really are.’

Su Nian gathered her thoughts, stopped thinking about him, and began the day’s third stream.

"Alright, let’s begin the final fortune-telling opportunity for today. If you’re interested, feel free to double-tap and follow."

"Okay, let’s start the raffle!"

The raffle was over in monts.

[Congratulations to Qingyu for winning the host’s lucky bag!]

Su Nian clicked on her profile picture and pressed the button to invite her to a video call.

A few seconds later, the call connected.

A beautiful, gentle-looking young woman appeared on the screen.

Qingyu was just as her na suggested: a gentle, fair-skinned, and beautiful girl, as soft and serene as the misty rains of the Jiangnan region.

She was sitting at a desk in her room, a slight smile on her face as she looked at the screen and greeted Su Nian.

"Hello, Host!"

But as Su Nian looked at Qingyu’s face, her brow furrowed slightly.

In her sight, the girl’s face was completely engulfed by a black fog, thick as ink.

Her features were so obscured they were barely visible.

"Has anything unusual happened recently?"

Su Nian didn’t imdiately reveal what she saw, asking this question instead. Qingyu looked sowhat disappointed and shook her head firmly. "No, nothing at all."

At her denial, the chat flared to life again! So viewers started guessing what this session’s problem might be, while others simply comnted on the girl’s beauty.

[What a beautiful girl!]

[So gentle and sweet. I like her a lot!]

[Let take a guess what it is this ti...]

Su Nian glanced at the comnts scrolling across the screen, then peered carefully through the black fog to examine the girl’s features. She then began the reading for Qingyu.

"You have a full, broad forehead and a rounded, fleshy nose. Won with these features are typically clever, quick-witted, and eloquent. You are also a loyal and honest person who acts with integrity and always strives to be kind to others."

"In terms of personality, you are cheerful yet composed, and you have an upright character. You were born into a scholarly family, and your parents dote on you. You work in the arts, and you are highly acclaid in your field."

"As for your husband... you’ve known him for twelve years. You started dating in your first year of high school, and you’ve been married for two years now."

Su Nian didn’t say much more about her husband, only giving a simple summary of her marital situation.

But Qingyu suddenly perked up. "My parents..."

"Yes! My husband and I started dating in our first year of high school. My parents have no idea; they think we only got together in college."

"Wow, Master, you’re spot-on!"