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Ye Zhiyu held Lin Meiyi's hand tightly as if she had seen a relative, and was extremely moved.

Lin Meiyi was a little embarrassed by Ye Zhiyu's enthusiasm.

Because Ye Zhiyu was too enthusiastic, everyone around him looked at the two of them with unknown eyes.

Lin Meiyi’s eyes went dark.

Ye Zhiyu felt proud as he looked at Lin Meiyi, whose expression became increasingly stiff.

You little guy, you took the initiative once but ended up being introverted for the rest of your life, and you also lost an invitation to a variety show. Don’t you feel like you’ve lost out?

"Ms. Ye, did you agree to my interview?"

"Yes!"

Lin Meiyi’s approach was correct and she successfully gained a passionate Master Ye.

The two of them chatted happily while drinking tea, and Lin Meiyi left as if she was walking on cotton.

It was only after Ye Zhiyu's figure disappeared that she realized what was going on.

What did Ye Zhiyu say to her just now?

A special edition of "Celebrity Clinic"? A fortune-telling edition?

Did Ye Zhiyu think too highly of a small reporter like her?

Then, the respected young reporter Ms. Lin Meiyi returned home and discussed with her brother about investing in a new variety show.

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Ye Zhiyu, who was scheduled to be interviewed by Lin Meiyi, decided to go back to the overpass to set up a stall to tell fortunes. He didn't open the stall yesterday, so he had to tell fortunes for at least two people today!

As the topic became more central, everyone immediately became more enthusiastic.

Everyone asked Ye Zhiyu, "Does Yu Zhiqin know about her relationship with Zhou Jingsheng? Does Zhou Jingsheng know about Yu Zhiqin's existence?"

There are also gossip reporters asking: "Ms. Ye, what do you think about Yu Zhiqin and Zhou Shazhan fighting for you?"

"Is it true, as they say, that the three of you live together?"

"I heard that your child is about to go to elementary school?"

Originally, Ye Zhiyu was quite calm. She controlled her temper and told people around her to queue up for fortune telling. But then, the reporter talked about her child’s problem?

She took a deep breath, looked at him, and sneered, "I'm eighteen years old. Tell me, at what age can I give birth to a child who is almost in elementary school?"

"Don't you get married very early in mainland China?"

"Do you want to fight?" Ye Zhiyu wanted to slam the table, but there was no table. She slapped her thigh and stood up, pointing at the other person's nose and angrily said, "Do you believe that I will make you poor?"

He didn't come here to interview me, he came here to find trouble!

It must have been done by one of our rivals!

The original owner was a softie who would never offend anyone. If she did offend anyone, it was only after she came here...

Come to think of it, it seemed that she had only offended He Tian who wanted to rape her, and Sister Zheng who did not help that day.

"When you were three years old, you were beaten for stealing a chicken. When you were five years old, you were bitten on the butt by a dog for touching a dog. There is still a dog's tooth mark on your butt. When you were ten years old, you learned how to be a gangster. You didn't learn anything good, but you learned how to destroy your family line..."

Ye Zhiyu, who was already feeling annoyed by the mess around him, spoke rapidly and successfully told all the stupid things the reporter had done as a child.

The other party was embarrassed and quickly ran away with the camera.

Ye Zhiyu shouted at his back.

"If you dare to spread rumors that I gave birth to a child at the age of twelve or thirteen again, I will sue you for defamation!"

Unlucky thing!

Pooh!

Do you think you can come and blackmail her just by collecting money from both families?!

As a result, Ye Zhiyu became famous in one battle, and the reporters around him no longer dared to act rashly. They just stood behind him with their cameras in hand and took pictures of Ye Zhiyu.

As for the reporters who received money from He Tian and Sister Zheng, they hesitated and dared not step forward.

What a joke, who dares to go up and get killed?

The last one who stood out had his underwear stripped off.

Sitting back in her original seat, Ye Zhiyu felt refreshed. She said in a good mood, "Today we will tell you two fortunes. Please line up!"

Hearing this, the girl standing in front jumped forward, took out a hundred yuan from her pocket and gave it to Ye Zhiyu.

"Master, I want to calculate the future of me and my boyfriend." The girl looked at Ye Zhiyu with eyes flashing with the sweetness of being in love, and a hint of struggle.

She has been observing for many days and found that this female fortune teller is the most accurate in the entire overpass!

Ye Zhiyu looked at the girl's face and felt that the hundred yuan in her hand was a little hot. She looked at the girl's eyebrows hesitantly and asked tentatively, "Didn't you go to the temple to ask for a fortune the day before yesterday?"

Upon hearing this, the girl's eyes sparkled even more.

"Master, can you even see this?"

"Um……"

“I lost that lottery ticket.”

"why?"

"It's a bad omen. It says my boyfriend is not a good person."

Ye Zhiyu covered his face and sighed inwardly.

She tried to wake the girl up, "He's not a good match."

"But I like him so much, I don't want to break up with him."

"But--"

"Are you a fortune teller? Aren't you fortune tellers the best at reading people's expressions? Can't you see that I like him very much and just want to hear good things?"

Seeing that Ye Zhiyu was about to say something again, the girl became impatient.

Who are they?

Does her feeling need to be questioned by others?

Ye Zhiyu, who was not respected, put the hundred yuan into his pocket and directly used his ultimate move: "He is your nemesis."

The girl's anger paused, and she looked at Ye Zhiyu tentatively, wanting to see something on Ye Zhiyu's face.

However, Ye Zhiyu's eyes were serious and solemn.

The girl was silent, then she started to curse, "I knew he was not a good person. He kept saying bad things about me and made me feel bad. It turns out it was all his fault! Bah! I'm going back and breaking up with him now!"

For a moment, both the fortune teller and the non-fortune teller were silent.

It's a serious accusation.

"What will happen if the person who is suppressed insists on being with the other person?" someone asked weakly.

Before Ye Zhiyu could say anything, the passerby gave an explanation, "Oh, I know everything about this matter. The worst case scenario is financial loss, and the worst case scenario is death!"

"Hiss—how terrible!"

The second fortune teller was a graceful woman covered in jewels.

As soon as he saw the other person, Ye Zhiyu felt as if he saw a mountain of gold.

His whole body was emitting a golden light that belonged to wealth, and just looking at him made Ye Zhiyu feel better.

"I want to calculate when I can have a baby."

The lady used her index and middle fingers painted with red nail polish to pick up a hundred-dollar bill and handed it to Ye Zhiyu.

After Ye Zhiyu took the money, she took out a pack of ladies' cigarettes from her bag, lit it, then smoothed her skirt and sat sideways in front of Ye Zhiyu.

Ye Zhiyu looked at the other person's face, and then said: "As usual, the birth date and eight characters."

"Song Jiamei, March 68, 3, at the hour of Chou."

After the other party reported his birth date, Ye Zhiyu narrowed her eyes slightly, and then pushed the hundred-dollar bill back to the other party, "Miss Song, if you don't believe me, you can go somewhere else. It's a waste of time."

In fact, Ye Zhiyu wanted to say, believe it if you want, get out if you don’t, and stop wasting my time!

But the other party was too rich, there was nothing he could do, the Taoist priest would starve to death even if he had no money.