Ling Yue rolled her eyes and thought of something. Then she coughed twice and said, "Well, for the sake of your sincere apology, I won't argue with you. In fact, let's be honest with you.
I am a gangster, gangster? Do you understand?"
The fortune teller nodded blankly.
"It's good to understand. Also, do you know why I dress like this? It's to avoid being chased by my enemies and to hide my identity. This is a strategy, do you understand?"
"I see."
Ling Yue rolled her eyes at him, "You know nothing."
The fortune teller immediately looked like a bitter gourd.
Ling Yue didn't bother to tell him. If she kept talking crazily, she might have to go to a mental hospital.
"Okay, okay, listen, I will forgive you this time, but if you really want to apologize, you have to do something for me. This thing is not difficult, it is very, very simple."
The "Fortune Teller" suddenly looked at her nervously, with his hands folded across his chest, as if he was frightened by a wolf. This left Ling Yue speechless.
Does she look evil? At most, she is just a tough girl with a strong body.
"Don't worry, I'm not interested in you. Listen carefully. If you don't help me today, your days will become like nothing in the future. You won't have a place to stay here. Well, there are two
Money?”
"Huh?" The fortune teller was stunned for a moment.
"I asked, do you have two dollars?"
"Yes, yes." The fortune teller quickly took out a stack of one-dollar coins from his bag. Ling Yue estimated that there should be twenty.
"I said only two." Ling Yue said viciously.
Then he drew ten cards from the pile of money.
"Didn't you say there are only two?"
"Did I say it? Don't you want to live anymore? Do you believe it or not? I asked my dad to come and destroy your stall."
"Forehead……"
Seeing the aggrieved look on his face, Ling Yue couldn't help but snicker in her heart. It seemed that this fortune teller had just started his career. He was so easy to deceive and was as timid as a mouse. How could such a timid person still be able to do it on the street?
It's a fortune-telling stall, I guess this guy can handle it.
"Now, this matter is over now, and I won't come to pick a fight with you. Just take it easy on your own."
"Yes, yes, thank you, mafia sister, go on your way."
"Well, that's polite. If you meet me again in the future, you have to call me Miss, do you hear me?"
"I heard it. I heard it."
"Well, hey, you can't set up a stall in this place, right? There seems to be a police car coming over there. Do you want to...run away?"
After hearing what Ling Yue said, the man looked around a few times and found a police car in the distance slowly driving towards him. Without saying a word, he immediately packed up his things anxiously, and then a big bag slipped away with a whoosh.
Ling Yue was stunned. This speed was really not an exaggeration. It seemed that nothing was more important than escaping.
She counted the money in her hand and found exactly fifteen yuan. She stuffed the money into her pocket, Ling Yue clapped her hands and left with a proud look on her face.
Now, she has money, so she can finally go home, but her shabby clothes... Ling Yue curled her lips helplessly, the money is only enough to go home, not enough to buy clothes. But she only
It can be like this.
After walking around on the street, Ling Yue finally found out the way home. When the bus arrived, she realized that she hadn't seen her parents for a long time.
After suffering so many grievances in ancient times, she could finally go home and feel the warmth.