Cheng Xiran ignored it and only thought in her heart that she would never come here again. Even though she had said the same thing last time.
Who could blame her? Every time she came here, something bad always happened to her.
Cheng Xiran just wanted to leave this troublesome place as soon as possible, so she quickened her pace unconsciously, walking so fast that it seemed the wind was at her heels... But finally she stopped in front of a snack stall.
"Miss, what would you like to eat?"
The old man greeted her cheerfully. Cheng Xiran was stunned: "How do you know I'm a...?"
After saying that, she subconsciously glanced at her chest. It was as flat as ever.
The old man still smiled: "No young master looks as delicate as you. Moreover, just by looking at your figure, I can tell you're a girl."
This really left Cheng Xiran with nowhere to hide.
She forced a smile: "I'll have three sesame seed cakes."
She tried to change the subject, but after the old man took a good look at her for a while, he started to play mysterious: "Little girl, don't look down on me just because I'm in rags. I used to be a fortune - teller. Do you want me to tell your fortune?"
As for fate... Cheng Xiran had never really believed in it.
She gently shook her head and took out the silver for three sesame seed cakes and handed it to him: "Here, thank you, old man."
"Miss, did you experience a disaster a few months ago, and it was a flood?"
As soon as the old man said this, Cheng Xiran stopped in her tracks. She couldn't help turning around and looking at him in disbelief.
"How... How do you know?"
"You're lucky, miss. You have the blessing of the Bodhisattva and many noble people around you. Naturally, you can turn misfortune into good fortune..." The old man let out a couple of "heh heh" laughs and then continued, "You can forget about the past. Now your luck is on the rise, and it's the time for you to accumulate wealth."
Cheng Xiran closed her mouth which was about to drop in surprise. She quickly turned her head and walked up to him. She lowered her voice as if afraid that others would hear: "Can you tell me more?"
"You have a proper appearance, and your good fortune comes from heaven. These two years are your prime time. You can show your talents and will surely achieve great things. Also, please remember, don't force anything. Everything in the world has its own destiny, and you mustn't change it casually."
Cheng Xiran couldn't help but be impressed: "Uncle, why don't you continue to be a fortune - teller but sell sesame seed cakes now?"
"Forced by life." The old man answered simply and neatly without any intention of hiding.
"Then let me ask again. Where is my noble person now, and where is my marriage?"
Cheng Xiran got excited all of a sudden and only focused on asking questions. She didn't notice He Lianduo gradually approaching her.
"In the southeast direction." The old man looked at her with a half - smile.
Cheng Xiran took it seriously... The southeast direction was right behind her. But when she turned around again, the only thing she saw was He Lianduo approaching step by step. And he came with ill intentions. The cold aura emanating from his whole body really caught her off guard.
"Uncle, are you kidding me? How could this person be my noble person?"
Cheng Xiran left this sentence and was about to run away. But in an instant, He Lianduo was already beside her.
And he pressed on her shoulder to stop her from leaving.
"This young master has an extraordinary bearing. I think..."
Before the old man could finish his words, He Lianduo interrupted him: "Cheng Xiran, you haven't answered my question yet."
The old man was probably overwhelmed by his imposing manner. He immediately sat obediently on his small stool and continued to shout: "Sesame seed cakes for sale! Wonton for sale!"