The Villain's Mom Becomes Famous for Fortune-Telling and Gossip Ch. 13

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[Empathize with the traffickers. I hope your child will be stolen soon! What the hell, she is sincere to the child, why don't you talk about the misfortune that the biological parents have suffered for so many years!]

[Those who empathize with the traffickers above, go to hell! Haven't you seen the news about families being torn apart in search of children?]

[She has reasons to kidnap the child, so the family that lost the child deserves it? What kind of brain circuit, the brain is useless, I suggest you donate it as soon as possible!]

After receiving a positive response from the police, Yu Yuan hung up the phone and turned to look at the camera. "Hello, is the person who just said they would donate to 'Baby Go Home'—the 'Searching for My Daughter for Thirteen Years'—still here?"

After a while, a video call came in. Seeing that it was displayed as "Searching for My Daughter for Thirteen Years", Yu Yuan did not answer it.

"I only tell one fortune a day, so I won't accept your call. You should be in the livestream room. You should have heard the village I called the police just now. If you trust me, go there and look for your daughter."

After saying that, she turned off the livestream without waiting for the comments to get angry.

In a distant city, at a small stall that was making fried pancakes, the proprietress who was taking a break stared at the dark livestream room for a while and stood up suddenly.

She was originally sitting on a small stool that was not even knee-high to rest, and her legs were stuck under the small wooden table. When she stood up, the small wooden table in front of her was directly overturned by her.

The loud "clatter" sound not only made the guests who were dining raise their heads, but even her husband who was frying pancakes raised his face.

Seeing that his wife looked unwell, Old Liang quickly turned off the fire and ran to his wife, "What's wrong, wife? Are you feeling unwell again?"

The woman looked at the livestream for a long time before she came to her senses. Suddenly, big tears welled up in her eyes. She held the old mobile phone tightly in her hand and looked up at her husband with gray hair.

"No... no... no, husband, I have news about Junjun, I know where Junjun is!"

Junjun was their daughter. She was abducted when she was six years old. It had been 13 years so far.

Old Liang looked at his wife's hopeful eyes, and couldn't bear to see her disappointed again, so he asked, "Wife, who told you about Junjun?"

The woman held her husband's arm tightly, "A livestream room! A fortune-telling livestream room, the host predicted that a person looking for a child is a human trafficker, and told me that Junjun is in the village where the human trafficker is!"

The customers eating at the stall also knew about the couple's situation. After all, their stall was the only special one in the whole night market, with a missing person notice of a six-year-old girl posted on it regardless of wind or rain.

It was said that the couple had traveled to many places over the years, and the fried cakes they make were full of ingredients, taste good, and were cheap. Sometimes they would give food to homeless people for free, just hoping that someone could provide news about their child.

Unfortunately, fifteen years have passed, and the couple had been deceived many times, but there was no trace of their child.

Customers around her advised her gently, "Sister, there are many scammers online now. You are not in good health and it costs money to treat your illness. Don't believe them!"

"Yes! There are many scammers online, especially some fortune-tellers. They just say what you like to hear, but they don't have any real skills at all!"

"Yes, I met a scammer a few days ago. He asked me for a thousand yuan for a talisman!"

The woman leaned on her husband's arms, listening to the advice and shaking her head stubbornly.

"No, husband, the host didn't ask me for money! She must not be a liar! Let's go and look for her! What if it's true?"

Looking at the gray hair on his wife's temples, Old Liang felt bad.

He knew that his wife was not given some kind of love potion, nor did he trust the anchor too much. It was just that there was too little news about his daughter over the years. Even if they knew it was not true, they wanted to go and see.

Gritting his teeth, Old Liang nodded, "Let's go! Let's go tonight!"

Although the surrounding customers did not believe the words of the online fortune-telling streamer, they were very considerate and quickly finished the food on the table. The customers who originally planned to eat here also chose to take it away. Several familiar customers helped to close the stall. Old Liang and his wife bowed deeply to the kind people and embarked on the journey to find their daughter that night.

Half an hour later, several young people driving luxury cars got out of their cars and headed straight to the pancake stall of "Searching for My Daughter for Thirteen Years", but they didn't see the familiar stall.

After asking the people next to them, several fashionable rich second-generations knew that the boss had gone to look for his daughter again.

One of the young men with dyed silver hair scratched his head, "Sister, do you think the boss of this shop left because of a word from an online fortune-teller?"

"Yes!" The boss of the stall next door spoke not very fluent Mandarin, "They insisted on going. We all said it was a scam, but they still went! Maybe they just wanted to find peace of mind!"

Hearing this, a woman dressed in a charming way laughed and said, "Brother Ji, haven't you always wanted to find a master to learn from? What if the boss really finds his daughter? Why don't you become their apprentice?"

[Oh right, I totally forgot to mention—my "Daily Divination" will continue! Same time tomorrow, 9:30 PM.]

After ending her livestream, Yu Yuan suddenly realized she hadn't reminded her audience about the next session. So, she quickly posted on Weibo, completely unaware that her comment section had already turned into a battlefield between her new metaphysics fans and her haters.

She got up and took a few steps, but the moment she did, her vision went dark. Her legs went weak, and she had to brace herself against the wall to keep from collapsing.

The little dumpling Yu Liang, who had been secretly peeking from the living room, turned pale with fear. "Mommy!"

He ran over, his tiny body doing its best to support her weight. His big, round, grape-like eyes were filled with panic. "Mom, what's wrong?"

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