Baby Serendipity: The Whole World Fell In Love With Me -
Chapter 450 - 449: Little kid, can you move like a Yin Envoy?
Chapter 450: Chapter 449: Little kid, can you move like a Yin Envoy?
The mentioning of being on the periphery of top-tier circles made the netizens burst into laughter.
Someone asked Mianmian directly in the live broadcast room, "Little Auntie, do rich people really describe themselves like that?"
Mianmian didn’t know, so she turned her head to ask her great-great-nephew, "Great-great-nephew, is what they’re asking true?"
As it was, the Su Family were indeed wealthy, so Mianmian’s question wasn’t directed at the wrong person.
After pondering for a moment, Su Chenzhou’s languid voice reached the broadcasting room, "The less confident people are, the more they feel the need to come up with fancy descriptions to emphasize their wealth. Our family never bothers with such unnecessary things, our strength speaks for itself."
Old Six of the Su Family, who only occasionally appeared in Mianmian’s live-stream, always looked extremely laid-back.
He hadn’t even worn any fine clothes. His current T-shirt was loose and baggy, not at all what one would expect from a young master of a wealthy family.
But now, no one disbelieved what Su Chenzhou said.
Regardless of not fitting the image of the rich, Su Chenzhou was genuinely wealthy.
And what he said made a lot of sense.
Only those with something to hide are always talking about what they care about. Truly spiritually wealthy and financially comfortable people don’t go on about such things. Their time is too valuable to waste on constructing facades with words.
So, the rich lady that Lu Xingze met, who fabricated stories about being on the edge of some top-tier family circle, sounded utterly fake just listening to her.
Lu Xingze’s face flushed a shade of red, a blush born of embarrassment.
Because he had been duped!
He continued to recount the details of his deception.
The wealthy lady occasionally sent him photos of jadeite raw stones, along with pictures of jadeite freshly cut at the site. At the time, he also harbored doubts, so he did an image search on various internet platforms.
After searching without finding any evidence of stolen images, Lu Xingze believed her.
Upon that, societal attitudes had changed.
The previous bad trend was women wanting to latch onto rich men; now the trend had shifted to young boys looking for wealthy older ladies to avoid sixty years of toil.
Reflecting on his experiences, Lu Xingze said he was brainwashed by such thinking and thus fell into the rich lady’s trap. He also mentioned that the jade jewelry he wore was in fact purchased for a few thousand yuan as raw materials for the lady, who then sent him a video claiming it was the outcome of a gamble.
"That jade is fake, though," Mianmian added. "It’s actually green glass."
Lu Xingze sighed, "I already know that. Anyway, the reason I’m talking about this is to tell everyone with my example that pies don’t just fall from the sky and that realistic videos and photos can only prove that scammers have become very skilled. People should still hold on to what they have."
Lu Xingze, who once had clear and straightforward eyes, now showed much more complexity in his gaze.
This was the price one had to pay for growth.
While Lu Xingze was sharing his story, the police had already started to escort people out.
In a small room, about a dozen people were seated, along with numerous mobile phones and computers.
These mobile phones and computers were all branded, further proof of how much scammers were willing to invest in their efforts.
By letting out a long line to catch big fish, with lines of such quality, how could the caught fish be small? Take someone like Lu Xingze, a UP master with five million fans – if he fell for it, what they could obtain from him would be far more than the worth of those devices.
"It’s good that you’ve come to realize it," Mianmian said, clearly relieved that Lu Xingze had changed. The rotten peach blossom (bad romance luck) energy that had been on him was gone, as was the Dark Qi of financial loss in his Wealth Palace, "I’ll go connect with the next fated person now, bye-bye."
Little Bun waved her hand and started another lottery live-stream.
[Actually, it’s quite thrilling. Not everyone who’s fated has bad luck; most have been saved by our Little Auntie.]
[Let me, let me, I want to get picked too!]
Amidst the anticipation of the audience in the live-stream, the face of the second fated person appeared on the screen.
It turned out to be an old grandfather.
The old grandfather held his mobile phone, sometimes looking from a distance, and other times bringing his face closer, full of curiosity, and didn’t seem to understand what the purpose of this connection was.
Mianmian took the initiative to speak, "Grandpa, congratulations on being picked for the fortune-telling live broadcast. What would you like to ask Mianmian here? The divination costs 888 yuan, and you can click the payment button just below the live broadcast room."
The old grandfather was taken aback by the mention of paying for a fortune-telling live broadcast and darkened, "You little kid inside this mobile phone, why are you so heartless, asking an old man for 888 yuan right off the bat, that’s really infuriating!!"
The old man blew his whiskers and glared, looking rather ferocious.
[What’s with this old man, he’s the one who joined the live-stream connection, why is he scolding our Little Auntie?]
[Just now, Little Auntie caught a scammer, and now she’s being treated like one; poor Little Auntie.]
[Little Auntie, don’t be sad. Looking at the background of the old grandfather’s screen, it seems like he’s in a mountain village. It’s not a bad thing to be wary.]
Indeed, it wasn’t a bad thing.
Mianmian flashed a sweet smile at the old man, "Grandpa, then you can hold off on paying. Let Mianmian tell you about your situation first~"
Seeing Mianmian smile so adorably, the old man’s expression softened a lot, "You go ahead, if you can be accurate about this fortune-telling thing, this old fellow will pay you."
"Okay!" After agreeing with a word, Mianmian went straight to the point, "Grandfather, you are 68 years old this year. Your wife passed away two years ago, and it was raining on the day she died. She said she wanted to eat the Egg Noodles you made, so you went to make them. When you came back, grandma had already..."
Mianmian hadn’t finished speaking when the old man started to bluster, cutting her off, "All right, all right, I’ll pay you, these little kids today are too clever, I can’t figure out how you do it..."
Even though he was tough with his words, the old man was asking how to go about paying.
His eyes, weathered with age, welled up with tears.
Indeed, his wife had passed away two years before. He had never spoken about the details with anyone close to him because of the guilt that weighed on his heart.
He felt he shouldn’t have gone to cook that bowl of noodles. Maybe if he hadn’t, he could’ve talked to his wife a bit longer, had the chance to see her off. But he went to the kitchen, and when he returned, he found his wife lying on the floor, her hand still reaching towards the kitchen.
She must have felt her time was up and tried to speak to him but didn’t have the strength left.
Regret, such regret.
The old man, while following Mianmian’s instructions to pay the Divination Money, said, "You little kid, aside from fortune-telling, what else can you do? Can you summon a Yin Envoy? I still want to see my wife, do you think that’s possible?"
He had just demanded that Mianmian stop talking, so fierce, yet now he was talking about wanting to see his wife’s spirit. Didn’t that mean he believed in Little Auntie’s words?
Viewers in the live broadcasting room were moved: What a face-saving old grandfather!
However, this business of summoning a Yin Envoy... Little Auntie actually seemed to know how? Didn’t she call on a spirit before? She even said she could help other ghosts reincarnate.
Previously, when Little Auntie summoned spirits, she hid it from them.
Now that she was more open, Little Auntie would not hide it. Last time, she even directly sold a charm. Could they now witness Little Auntie summoning spirits with their own eyes?
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