Chapter 13: It Was So Natural, It Left Her Bewildered
“Hmm.” Bai Qianzhou was truly at a loss to comment on Pei Yanlin’s casual use of “sister.” Let him be. Perhaps it wasn’t so bad to have a brother who believed in you so completely.
“Fine, for the sake of Zhouzhou and the flower vase, I’ll let you off this time,” Pei Hexuan said, shooting him a sharp glance.
“Hehe, sister, apart from fortune-telling, what else can you do?” Pei Yanlin grinned and looked at Bai Qianzhou, with Pei Hexuan and Bai Lu also turning their attention to him.
They felt that Bai Qianzhou was bringing them more and more pleasant surprises.
“Mountains, medicine, fate, physiognomy, divination—I know a bit of everything. But what I’m best at is catching ghosts,” Bai Qianzhou said, lifting his chin confidently.
No, it shouldn’t be catching ghosts; it should be beating them up, right?
“Wow~ Zhouzhou, that’s amazing!” the three of them exclaimed in unison.
“I’m serious!” Bai Qianzhou frowned slightly, as if sensing they weren’t taking him seriously.
“We believe you have real skills; otherwise, you couldn’t have saved me from that situation,” Bai Lu smiled warmly at Bai Qianzhou, her eyes full of trust.
“Do you really believe me?” Bai Qianzhou tilted his head like a curious kitten, a flicker of hope shining in his eyes.
“Of course,” all three nodded at once.
Bai Qianzhou scratched his head, wondering if their acceptance was a bit too natural.
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She was completely clueless. Shouldn’t they have harbored some doubt?
Bai Qianzhou glanced at them several times but saw no hint of skepticism on their faces, so he put aside his thoughts.
“Come on, sister, here’s five hundred yuan. Give me a reading,” Pei Yanlin said briskly, pulling out five hundred yuan in cash and handing it to Bai Qianzhou.
“Alright, listen carefully. You’ve got the Peach Blossom Curse, and it’s the Yin Peach Blossom,” Bai Qianzhou said, casually tossing the apple core in his hand, which landed precisely in the trash bin.
This precise move even surprised Pei Yanlin.
“The Peach Blossom Curse? And Yin Peach Blossom? What do those mean?” Pei Yanlin snapped back to reality, looking at Bai Qianzhou with confusion.
“The Peach Blossom Curse has different interpretations at different levels. On the positive side, it can enhance affection between men and women—this is the good kind of peach blossom.
“But there’s also the bad side, which causes relationship disputes and can even bring disasters.
“As for the Yin Peach Blossom I mentioned, it means you’re liked by a ghost of the opposite sex,” Bai Qianzhou explained, his eyes sparkling as he counted the five hundred yuan in his hand.
“Ghost?” Pei Yanlin’s voice carried a hint of astonishment.
“Yes, that’s right—a ghost,” Bai Qianzhou nodded, a mischievous expression playing on his face.
“The moment I first saw you, I sensed the faint ghostly aura around you. You’ve probably already encountered it. Although you’re a bit better off than me, you’re still quite unlucky.”
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Bai Qianzhou leaned closer to Pei Yanlin, looking at the darkened spot between Pei Yanlin’s eyebrows, and puckered his lips in sympathy.
“W-what do you mean?” Pei Yanlin leaned back slightly, a vague unease stirring in his heart.
“Think about it. You used to thrive in the entertainment industry, everything going smoothly. But in the past six months, haven’t you suddenly faced numerous setbacks and scandals?” Bai Qianzhou’s voice was filled with certainty.
“How do you know? Wait, you said you can tell fortunes, so you must have divined it. Do you also know what’s going on?” Pei Yanlin was puzzled but hopeful, his eyes shining with anticipation as he recalled Bai Qianzhou’s claim.
“You’ve had someone borrowing your luck,” Bai Qianzhou said casually, as if recounting something ordinary.
“Borrowing luck?” Pei Hexuan and Bai Lu exchanged glances.
“Yes. Luckily, Mr. Pei, your deep merits have protected him; otherwise, he would have been done for long ago.”
“Sister, can you break this curse?” Pei Yanlin’s heart tightened as he looked at Bai Qianzhou with teary eyes.