The Metaphysical Little Beggar's Rebirth: I'm an Unlucky Star

When Qiu Yuxue heard Shu Wanwan mention her mother, tears welled up in her eyes. She couldn't help but tremble slightly, her hands tightly clutching the corners of her clothes. At this moment, Qiu Yuxue suddenly realized that Shu Wanwan might already know everything about her. She didn't know how she knew all this, but from her tone and attitude, she could sense a deep understanding and sympathy.

"Master... are you talking about... my mother's protection?" Qiu Yuxue's voice was choked and trembling, as if every word required all her strength. She took a deep breath, trying to calm the surging emotions within her, but the sadness continued to surge over her like a tide.

Shu Wanwan looked at Qiu Yuxue in front of her, nodded slightly, then took a deep breath and continued, "Your mother passed away from cancer a month ago. Before she died, she personally made the last meal of dumplings for you, a total of thirty. You only ate ten at the time, because you felt that this was the last taste of your mother left in the world, so you were reluctant to finish it. You carefully packed the remaining twenty dumplings and put them in the refrigerator. Moreover, you repeatedly told your boyfriend not to touch those dumplings. However, when you came back from a business trip one day, you were surprised to find that the dumplings were gone. Later I learned that it turned out that your boyfriend had steamed them and gave them to his own mother to eat. You didn't expect that your boyfriend who you had been in love with for seven years would be like this. Am I right?" Shu Wanwan's tone was calm and firm.

At this moment, Qiu Yuxue's doubts were completely dispelled. She had complete faith in Shu Wanwan's abilities. She listened quietly to Shu Wanwan's story, her originally calm face gradually becoming soaked with tears.

Seeing Qiu Yuxue remained silent, Shu Wanwan continued, "Not only that, but after you and your boyfriend had a big fight over this, your boyfriend's mother found out about it and asked your boyfriend to buy ten bags of frozen dumplings to apologize to you."

"Master, you are right about everything." Qiu Yuxue suppressed her sobs, her body trembling slightly, and she barely squeezed out these few words from between her lips and teeth.

"So you already have the answer in your heart, right?" Shu Wanwan looked up at the poor woman in front of her.

Qiu Yuxue raised her head, her eyes no longer filled with sadness, but with a determined expression. "Yes, Master, I already know."

Both the passers-by present and the netizens in the live broadcast room were dumbfounded when they heard what Shu Wanwan said.

"What? Your boyfriend of 7 years did something like this?"

"That's right, it's outrageous, it's outrageous. You just let others eat something that they treasure."

"I'm in tears after listening to this. I'm already immersed in it! This isn't a script, are my tears worthless? Help me."

"Sister, are you going to break up with me or not? If not, I'm getting on a forklift!!"

"These two people are so low-brow. If her mother truly admitted her mistake, would she let her son buy frozen dumplings? She must have made them herself. Be good and we won't marry you!!"

"What did Sister Wanwan say? A blessed woman will not marry into an unblessed family!"

Director Wei's assistant on the other side began to murmur softly, "Director Wei, we didn't arrange a script for Shu Wanwan, did we?"

Director Wei nodded, but said nothing more. He didn't have the heart to pay attention to his assistant right now. He was afraid that if he said a few more words, the master's secret would be exposed. Oh, no, the master is now actively telling fortunes, so he doesn't mind being exposed! ! Never mind. Director Wei now has only one thought in his mind: Is it too late to go buy watermelons now? Or should he buy a box back? He also wants Shu Wanwan to tell his fortune. This director can't direct anymore. He has no mind at all. He needs to go get a fortune teller! Director Wei went through countless ideological struggles and finally sat in the director's observation seat. If he told his fortune, he would not be able to compete. The audience would laugh at him to death!

On the other side, when Qiu Yuxue was giving the money, Shu Wanwan quietly handed Qiu Yuxue a yellow talisman, and then whispered in Qiu Yuxue's ear, "After your mother left, she was worried about you and has been protecting you by your side. Your mother's ghost has returned to your home and made some dumplings for you. You can see it when you open the refrigerator. When you go home, burn this yellow talisman, and your mother will appear. But she doesn't have much time left in the world. The ghost will take her to reincarnate at 12 o'clock tomorrow." After that, Shu Wanwan sat up straight again.

"Thank you, Master. Thank you, Master." Qiu Yuxue clenched the yellow talisman in her hand, tears streaming down her face like pearls from a broken string, her shoulders trembling slightly with sobs. She was so grateful to Shu Wanwan that she could actually see her mother again. She wanted to go home, she wanted to go home now. She said goodbye to Shu Wanwan without even taking the watermelon, then trotted off to where she had parked her car.

Shu Wanwan had actually figured it out. She had consulted a divination master before Qiu Yuxue's mother passed away and had long known that Qiu Yuxue's boyfriend wasn't truly devoted to her, but was only after her mother's inheritance. However, her daughter and her boyfriend had been together for seven years, and her mother wasn't sure the divination master she'd consulted was reliable, nor did she have the heart to separate them. So, before her death, her mother devised this plan to show Qiu Yuxue the true intentions of her partner. But in reality, Qiu's mother had only made dumplings and remained uninvolved. If Qiu Yuxue's boyfriend had shown any concern, if his mother had truly loved her, they wouldn't have separated.

The barrage didn't hear what Shu Wanwan said to Qiu Yuxue, and it exploded again.

"Oh my god, is there anything I can't listen to as a valued live streaming member?"

"That's right, speak louder! I can't hear what you're saying at all. Sister Wanwan is not very considerate."

"This doesn't seem like a script. You can't fake this kind of sad expression. I was like this when my mother passed away."

"I now officially join the Wanwan Cult. Believe in Wanwan and you will have eternal life!!"

"Look at our little cutie Fan Yao's expression. She's stunned, okay?"

"Don't worry, brothers. I'm here. I'll tell you right now if it's fake or not!!"

"Is what the brother above said true or false?!"

"It feels real. Click on his account address and you'll see it's in Linjia Village."

"Waiting for the experimental results!?"

"It's beautiful and I love to watch it, so order more!! I can't get enough of it."

As the comments were buzzing with chatter, a young man wearing glasses sat down in front of Shu Wanwan. He looked like he'd just started college, dressed in a simple black short-sleeved shirt, exuding a youthful aura. This young man was the one mentioned in the comments earlier. His name was Kang Zhiyong, a freshman at a regular university in City C. His expression was a bit amusing. It was that complex expression of someone who didn't believe Shu Wanwan was a fortune teller, but also pretended to believe it, knowing it would be easily seen through, yet also feeling like he was being completely convincing!

Even Fan Yao, who was still confused, realized that this young man didn't look like a fortune teller, but rather someone who was here to expose fraud.

"Master, can you tell me something?" Kang Zhiyong smiled without any scruples, revealing a playful little fang.

"Of course." Shu Wanwan could of course see Kang Zhiyong's thoughts. She smiled back at Kang Zhiyong, raised her eyebrows slightly, and looked at the man with a bit of amusement.

"It's actually related to her. Very interesting." Shu Wanwan thought.