Live fortune telling: Sending a top star to prison right from the start.

Yun Yan looked at the comments section and asked Lu Yuan, "Honey, could that Y really like our daughter?"

Lu Yuan replied, "Possibly, after all, our daughter is so outstanding."

Goodnight, everyone. See you tomorrow night.

After grabbing all the red envelopes, Lu Rou decisively ended the live stream.

Thinking about something, I clicked on the moon icon, typed a few words, then deleted them. Afterward, I went back to my room to charge my phone, grabbed a set of pajamas, and went to take a shower.

Ding~ A message quietly awaits her reply.

[Y: Ms. Lu, what time are you free tomorrow?]

Junyan sat on the living room sofa, his fingers tracing the edge of his phone, the screen showing his chat with Lu Rou.

The message that was sent lay quietly in the chat box, like a pebble thrown into the deep sea, motionless.

One minute, two minutes... time was moving incredibly slowly.

He got up and walked towards the wine cabinet, his slightly tired face reflected in the glass door.

Long, slender fingers weaved through a row of red wines, finally pulling out a bottle of Bordeaux.

The corkscrew deftly pierced the cork, and a soft "pop" broke the silence, releasing the rich aroma of wine.

The red wine was poured into a crystal-clear stemmed glass, the scarlet liquid swirling. Jun Yan took a sip, his tongue first encountering a sour and astringent taste, followed by a long, sweet aftertaste.

He strolled back to his study, turned on his computer, and the screen lit up, the soft blue light illuminating his sharply defined face. His usually deep and aloof eyes now held a touch of languid ease.

Upon logging into the stock trading software, the account page pops up, and a sea of ​​red instantly catches the eye, striking and delightful.

With a click of the mouse, you can view the stock trends of the stocks you've invested in one by one.

His gaze was focused, and his slender fingers moved slightly rhythmically with the curves of his body.

One tech stock has been particularly outstanding, hitting the daily limit for a week straight, with its share price increasing a hundredfold.

Seeing that Lu Rou hadn't replied to his message yet, he started reviewing the documents.

After taking a shower, Lu Rou put on a face mask and picked up her phone.

Upon seeing the message, she happily clicked into the chat box.

[Yuzu Tea: I'm free anytime tomorrow, I'm just worried about clashing with Mr. Jun's busy schedule.]

Jun Yan checked his phone at least ten times, and when he finally saw a reply, the corners of his lips curled up.

If it's you, no matter how busy I am, I will be there for you.

[Y: Anytime is fine]

"You really want to see me that badly?" Lu Rou changed the subject.

[Yuzu Tea: Thank you so much, Boss Jun, for treating us today, and for the red envelopes and gifts during the live stream. You've gone to great lengths.]

[Yuzu Tea: Is Mr. Jun like this with every girl he eats with? Put it on your tab.]

[Y: I've never eaten out with a girl before, you're the first]

Lu Rou used tea-related slang and witty remarks.

[Yuzu Tea: Mr. Jun, aren't you afraid your future girlfriend will be jealous if you do this?]

Junyan looked at the words "future girlfriend" and typed quickly.

[Y: She won't]

Because that's you.

[Pomelo Tea: Is Mr. Jun being so arbitrary?]

Junyan did not answer and returned to the first topic.

[Y: So, Ms. Lu, what time would you like me to pick you up tomorrow?]

What do you mean I miss you? You're the one who misses me. I'm just being merciful and not keeping you hanging on.

[Yuzu Tea: It's noon, just lunchtime. I feel bad if I don't treat Boss Jun to lunch.]

[Y: Okay]

[Pomelo Tea: Then I won't disturb Mr. Jun's sleep time. Sweet dreams.]

[Y: Goodnight]

It only makes sense to send a goodnight message to someone you love. I'll send it to you again when you become my boyfriend.

Upon seeing the "goodnight" message from the other end, Lu Rou exited WeChat.

Jun Yan stared at Lu Rou's last chat message, unable to come back to his senses for a long time. Ever since that first glance at the Ji family, he hadn't had a good night's sleep.

In his dream, he and Lu Rou were lovers, but she died in the year he loved her the most.

He was in unbearable pain and defied fate to change his destiny.

He could distinguish between reality and dreams; he fell in love with her at first sight and was captivated upon seeing her again.

……

As the first rays of dawn pierced the clouds, the corridor of the detached villa was empty and quiet, save for the rustling sound of the cleaning lady sweeping.

As soon as Luo Chuan pushed open the office door, he saw people chatting and sharing breakfast around the water dispenser. Upon seeing Luo Chuan, their conversation stopped abruptly, and everyone's eyes turned to him, filled with surprise.

Chi Liang's eyes widened, his mouth slightly open, and he almost dropped the bread in his hand. He stammered.

"Luo Chuan, did the sun rise in the west today? You've never shown up this early before."

Tong Shi, standing next to him, echoed his sentiment, adjusting his glasses with an incredulous expression.

"Yeah, I thought I was seeing things. Even the alarm clock isn't as accurate as you!"

Luo Chuan ignored their teasing.

"Has the director arrived? I have something important to tell him."

Before Chi Liang could respond, a mature voice came from behind him.

"Find me?"

Luo Chuan turned around and met Gu Peimin's gaze.

Gu Peimin is the director of the Special Bureau. He is over fifty years old and not particularly tall, but due to his self-discipline over the years, his back is always straight. His short hair is mostly white as snow.

His eyes were deep and piercing, hidden behind his reading glasses. He exuded an imposing aura without being angry, and when he occasionally looked up, his sharp gaze could instantly pierce through people's hearts and see through all pretenses.

"Come to my office and we'll talk."

Upon entering the office, Luo Chuan took a deep breath and placed the amulet he had bought from Sun Changguo on the table.

"Director Gu, take a look." His voice was filled with excitement.

Gu Peimin glanced at the table, his previously nonchalant expression instantly freezing.

He quickly stood up, picked up the amulet and examined it closely, his eyes behind his reading glasses suddenly widening.

"It's actually a high-level talisman!" He sensed the faint aura of spiritual energy flowing on the talisman.

As the director of the Special Affairs Bureau, he had only seen a few talismans of this high level, and those were all defective.

His surprise was palpable, and he immediately inquired about its origin.

Luo Chuan organized his thoughts and said, "I bought it at an antique shop, and I was quite surprised at the time."

As he spoke, he took out his phone, pulled up the live stream recording of Lu Rou from last night, and pressed play.

In the scene, Lu Rou is dressed in plain clothes, with gentle features, yet her every move exudes a mysterious aura.

She whispered an incantation, lightly tapped the air with her fingertips, and the objects on the table vanished instantly, reappearing on the other side of the screen in the next instant.

“Teleporting objects remotely!” Gu Peimin blurted out, staring intently at the screen, his expression of shock deepening.

"Director Gu, and this talisman is indeed from Lu Rou's hand. I've confirmed it," Luo Chuan said decisively.

Gu Peimin sat back in his chair, tapped his fingers lightly on the table, and after a moment of contemplation, his gaze became intense.

“I have a feeling that her abilities are far more than this. We must invite Lu Rou to the Special Affairs Bureau. We can’t let such a talent slip by.”

Their paranormal bureau has limited capabilities, but fortunately, they haven't caused any evil deeds in recent years. Otherwise, with their rudimentary esoteric skills, they wouldn't be able to maintain social safety at all.

"Yes, I'm going to prepare now."

After Luo Chuan left the office, Gu Peimin pondered to himself.

Strangely enough, there are far fewer people lingering in the human world these days.

Could it be that the underworld's operational capabilities have improved?