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At that moment, Qi Hui also saw the message. Regarding her eldest son, if it weren't for her husband, she wouldn't bother with him at all. However, due to the image she had always maintained, Qi Hui typed out a message:
"Changshun is right. If there really is a problem, Master Yuantian can come and take a look again. Sigh, yesterday I went to the hospital to see Changle. Why didn’t he tell me, his mother? Instead, he chose to believe those online scammers."
Gong Le remained silent. Although he was dissatisfied, he still clicked into the broadcast room. He wanted to know what this eldest son was trying to do.
Seeing that her husband hadn’t spoken in the group chat, Qi Hui's eyes flickered, and she also entered the broadcast room.
Once Gong Le entered the room, he was somewhat surprised. He realized that the host was named Xi Lili, which meant that it was Ruan Fuxi on the other end.
Qi Hui noticed this too. She was curious about why Yuantian wanted to ban this host named Xi Lili, so she decided to stay and watch.
At the same time, a sense of unease crept into Qi Hui's heart. She had already told her husband yesterday to listen to Yuantian and have Ruan Fuxi's broadcast banned. Why hadn’t it been done yet?
At that moment, Ruan Fuxi looked at Gong Changle and began to read his fortune:
"You are twenty-four years old now; your family is wealthy. You lost your mother when you were three months old."
Before she could finish speaking, Gong Changle interrupted loudly.
"No, no! You’re wrong! My mom is perfectly fine! What do you mean lost? Don’t curse my mom!"
Gong Changle frowned in dissatisfaction. Even though his mother hadn’t treated him as well as his younger brother, he didn’t want to hear anyone cursing her.
Ruan Fuxi looked at the foolish boy in front of her and thought he might be a bit too naive. She had laid the answer right before him, yet he still doubted whether it was correct.
Before Ruan Fuxi could speak again, netizens in the broadcast room eagerly began to comment.
"Gong Shaoye, I advise you not to doubt our Sister Ruan. Didn’t you find out yesterday how accurate she is?"
"Yeah, instead of doubting Sister Ruan, you might as well question whether your current mother is really your biological one."
"Silly boy, your current mom isn’t your real mom. Why don’t you ask your dad?"
Gong Changle's expression became hesitant. After what happened yesterday, he believed that this host had genuine skills; otherwise, he wouldn’t have sought her out again for fortune-telling.
However, to say that his biological mother had passed away when he was three months old was hard for Gong Changle to accept. His father had never mentioned this matter or said anything about him not being born of his current mother.
But…
Gong Changle hesitated once more.
His father seemed to have never told him that he was actually his mother's biological child.
Ruan Fuxi watched as his expression changed repeatedly on the screen.
"Do you still count?"
"If not, don't waste my time."
Gong Changle immediately looked up. "I count! Why wouldn't I? I paid for this."
Ruan Fuxi nodded and continued, "You should be wondering how to lift your bad luck, right?"
Gong Changle muttered, "I know you won't tell me. Just say if it can be lifted or not."
Ruan Fuxi replied, "It can't be lifted."
Hearing this, Gong Changle felt hopeless, but what Ruan Fuxi said next almost made him kneel in desperation.
"Your current fate is that of a Celestial Scourge, with too many clashes and harms in your Four Pillars and Eight Characters. With the White Tiger dominating, your life is destined to be full of twists and turns, plagued by misfortune. According to your current fate, your bad luck will become more pronounced. By the time you are thirty-six, due to the instigation of your mother and brother, your father will sever ties with you. Ultimately, you will die next to a dumpster while fighting a homeless man over food."
Gong Changle was on the verge of tears.
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