Master, Your Wife Has Become a Super Star Through Fortune-Telling Chapter 21 - 23: Xingfu

The last story ended with the burly man fleeing with his face in his hands, An Muhua giving frantic chase, and Mu Fei calmly returning to work.

[Well, I’ll be. I really will!]

[I’m a little dazed. Is our chaotic soap opera over just like that?]

[So weird. I don’t get it.]

[So in the very end, they were only together for the money.]

[This whole rich-family saga was so intense.]

[Can I just say, after being proven wrong by the strear so many tis, I totally saw this kind of drama coming?]

Su Nian said, "There’s one last spot for today, everyone! If you’re interested, please give a follow first, then try your luck with the lucky bag in the middle of the screen."

As she spoke, Su Nian tapped the screen, and a lucky bag appeared within a few seconds.

The lucky bag was snapped up in a re two seconds.

Su Nian hadn’t even gotten a clear look at who’d won the lucky bag when she received a ’Carnival’ gift.

[Xingfu has sent a Carnival.]

Su Nian sent Xingfu a video call invitation.

Once the call connected, a haggard-looking girl with heavy, dark circles under her eyes appeared on the screen.

Her room seed to have been lovingly decorated by her family. It was all soft pinks, with lots of stuffed animals and throw pillows.

She looked like a girl from a well-off family, adored by her parents.

Su Nian smiled and asked her, "So, what would you like to look into for you?"

[A girl who looks this happy... I bet it’s sothing about school.]

[Maybe she’s getting bullied at school?]

[I think her crush doesn’t like her back!]

[Yeah, at her age, that’s probably all she’s thinking about.]

The girl, Xingfu, looked just like any other young, pretty girl.

Aside from her slightly ssy hair and the dark circles under her eyes, there was nothing particularly remarkable about her.

"I... I want to know if I can beco a ghost after I die!"

As the girl spoke, her eyes widened, practically overflowing with hatred, and her entire body began to tremble.

But strangely, her eyes were glued to the screen, as if she were genuinely waiting for Su Nian’s answer.

Perhaps because no one expected such a question, the live stream fell silent for a few seconds.

[What?]

[???]

[Did I hear that right?]

[Beco a ghost? And then what, get revenge?]

[Is she planning to kill herself?!]

But the girl just closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and spoke again.

"Strear, tell , can I beco a ghost after I die?"

Su Nian seed to grasp the situation. She replied calmly.

"The requirents for becoming a ghost are very strict. It usually happens by so fluke of fate, not just because you want it to."

"What?!"

"I can’t even beco a ghost?"

The girl’s face turned deathly pale. This was clearly not the answer she was hoping for.

"No, that can’t be! I have to beco a ghost! I want my entire family to die with !"

Tears suddenly started streaming from the corners of her eyes. Within minutes, her quiet sobs had escalated into loud, heartbreaking wails.

[I really don’t get it. Is her family bad to her?]

[Are all young people this dramatic these days?]

[I’m a little lost. Can one of you experts explain what’s going on?]

[Maybe she’s depressed?]

[Depression? I don’t buy it. Look at her. She’s obviously a spoiled little girl from a happy ho. At worst, she ran into so minor setback at school and now she’s acting like it’s the end of the world!]

Xingfu, sobbing with her face in her hands, ignored the comnts.

But the viewers noticed sothing odd.

[Why do her hands look so rough?]

[Yeah, isn’t she supposed to be only eighteen?]

[I’m from the countryside, and I can tell you for sure, those hands have done a lot of farm work. And she’s a hard worker, too!]

Just then, she slowly raised her head, her face a mask of despair.

"Strear, is there any way? I really want to beco a ghost."

Even Su Nian had never heard such a request before.

[What’s going on with her? Why would she even think of sothing like that?]

[I really don’t get it. This is like a riddle.]

She stopped talking and began to pack her things numbly.

Then she started cleaning the room. Her movents were swift and efficient; within a few short minutes, she had even cooked a package of instant noodles.

She treated the bowl of noodles with great ceremony, even lighting a candle and spreading out a tablecloth.

It wasn’t until a sharp-eyed viewer spotted a bottle of Paraquat on her small table, along with her complete "outfit": a red dress and red shoes.

[What’s she doing with that poison?]

[Don’t tell she’s going to kill herself!]

Xingfu, who had been numb until now, suddenly started to laugh.

"That’s right. I don’t want to live anymore. There’s no point in living..."

"I read online that if you die wearing red, you’ll beco a vengeful spirit. I want to see if it’s true."

[Don’t do sothing foolish!]

[You’re so young! You still have your whole life ahead of you!]

[Is it because of exams or sothing? Please don’t do sothing so extre just because you did poorly on a test or two!]

But the girl suddenly beca agitated.

"School? Exams!"

Wiping her red, swollen eyes, she cried out.

"Do you have any idea? I was forced to drop out right after elentary school! I got into the best middle school, and I even told them I didn’t need them to pay for tuition or living expenses. So why wouldn’t they let go to school?!"

She then tore open her fluffy pajama top, revealing patches of scarred skin underneath the cute fabric.

There were large swaths of burn scars, spots that looked like they’d been made with cigarette butts, and all sorts of other old wounds.

Tears stread down her face, but her eyes remained full of despair and numbness.

"My mom had two kids: and my younger sister. A little while ago, she had another one, a boy."

[That sounds pretty normal.]

[She can’t be pulling this stunt just because her parents play favorites, can she!]

[Listen, girl, don’t do sothing this stupid just to get your parents’ attention. It would be terrible if you did sothing you couldn’t take back!]

"Favorites? If only it were just favoritism, I would have been lucky."

"When I was little, I had to give up everything for my sister. When I tested into the best middle school, my family beat for it. My mom said that even if I got in, they had no money for to go. But my grades were so good that the school even ca to our house, wanting to sign a tuition waiver agreent with . Even then, my mom still refused."

"She said the tuition was too expensive, but my sister’s piano lessons already cost two hundred yuan each."

"Why wouldn’t they let go to school? I didn’t understand. It wasn’t until I had to bring my things ho from school that I realized—my parents actually wanted to drop out and go to work to pay for my sister’s piano lessons! I was only twelve years old!"

The painful mory must have resurfaced, because she covered her mouth and began to sob again.

"I never expected that. I tried to fight back, but my father broke my leg. And my ’dear’ sister ’accidentally’ poured boiling water all over ."

"After I healed, I tried to run away, but I was caught and dragged back by our neighbors and my parents’ friends countless tis. I knew I was too young. I couldn’t get away."

"I just kept working quietly, waiting until I was old enough to leave that house."

"But then yesterday, they tricked . They told my mom had died and that I should co ho."

"I only went back to see... I already didn’t even think of them as my family anymore!"

"But who would have known? They tied up and took straight to the house of a thirty-year-old cripple in the next village. They said they were going to use my bride price to buy an apartnt in the city for my newborn brother, so he could find a wife later on!"