The Villain's Mom Becomes Famous for Fortune-Telling and Gossip Ch. 68

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Yun City Special Incident Investigation Bureau

The whole team got up early and were already on the road heading toward Shan City.

The van was filled with the smell of breakfast. Hua Nan, who was driving, gave them a warning, "This time's special consultant isn't your average one. Show some respect. If you end up getting wrecked, don't come crying to me—it won't count as a work injury."

A sultry woman doing her nails in the back let out a cold snort. "Chief Hua, the annual funding hasn't come through yet, has it?"

"What? No way," said a young guy with a messy mop of hair, poking his head forward with a despairing look. "Chief, we are getting paid next month... right?"

"Of course we are!" Hua Nan immediately snapped, clearly hit where it hurt. "We're a government-funded bureau! What do you mean 'no pay'?!"

"Well, I don't know about that," the woman said as she blew on her freshly painted nails. "Did you forget three years ago? We didn't even get peanuts or rice for the Lunar New Year..."

Hua Nan huffed, "That was a funding issue, alright? When else has the bureau treated you guys badly?"

"Having that Consultant Bai before kinda felt like mistreatment..." someone muttered from the backseat. "No idea what this new consultant's personality is like. I heard this Yu Yuan even threw hands with people on set once..."

"..."

Now that it was about the new consultant, Hua Nan had nothing to say.

After the mess Consultant Bai left behind, no excuse he could make for Yu Yuan sounded convincing.

The woman ran her fingers through her wine-red curls and sighed, "Honestly, I don't care about personality—as long as they're not crazy strong."

If they ended up with someone like Consultant Bai—sharp-tongued and hard to beat—that would be a total disaster for Yun City's Special Incident Investigation Bureau.

That topic killed the mood instantly, and the van fell into an awkward silence all the way to the new consultant's place.

When they arrived, Hua Nan finally called out, "We're here."

In front of the house, six or seven workers were bustling about. Two of them were putting up a plaque with gold characters on a red base. Under the sunlight, the three words "Tianyuan Temple" gleamed boldly.

"Tianyuan Temple..." A man in sunglasses stepped out of the second van and read the characters aloud. "Captain, our new consultant's... a Taoist priest?"

Their voices weren't exactly quiet, and Zhou Yu, who was working on a construction site nearby, sharply turned his head and locked eyes with the guy in sunglasses.

He frowned slightly—barely noticeable—but his hot temper flared up instantly. Still, remembering his master's warning that morning, he forced it down and waved at them. "You guys are from the Yun City Special Incident Investigation Bureau, right?"

Without waiting for an answer, he turned to the big incense burner just set up in the courtyard and made a "please" gesture. "My master's already waiting. Come with me."

As Zhou Yu turned and walked in first, the guy in sunglasses let out a loud snort through his nose. "There is actually an apprentice? This Consultant Yu sure lives a colorful life—ah! Sister Dan!"

He glared furiously at the red-haired lady who had suddenly slapped him, his lips puckered like they could hang an oil bottle off them. "What the hell, why'd you hit me so hard?!"

"Hitting you is going easy on you," Sister Dan said, shaking the hand she'd hurt smacking him. "Running your mouth on someone else's turf—careful or they'll beat you outta here with a broom!"

"I..." The sunglasses guy glanced around at their coworkers, all of whom were passing by grinning like they were watching a show. He rubbed his aching head and reluctantly followed them inside.

What none of them expected was that this janky-looking Taoist temple actually had worshippers.

Off in the distance, a man who'd been "Searching for My Daughter for Thirteen Years" had just finished burning incense with his frail daughter. He put his palms together and bowed to Yu Yuan. "Master Yu, it's really thanks to you that our family could be reunited."

Beside him, his wife took out a thin bank card and offered it to Yu Yuan with both hands, sincere. "Here's two hundred thousand. Back when we were looking for our daughter, we both swore: if someone could help us bring her back, this money would be their reward. It's not much, but it's from our whole family. Please, you have to accept it."

Yu Yuan lowered her eyes to look at the bank card, but didn't move to take it.

The card was crisp and new—clearly just picked up from the bank. But beyond what normal eyes could see, it held more than just money: gratitude, guilt, frustration, joy, and sorrow...

All sorts of emotional auras shimmered across it in shifting colors.

"You two probably spent a long time saving up this two hundred thousand, didn't you?" she said suddenly.

The couple exchanged a look. The husband nodded calmly. "We asked a lot of people for help, but if two hundred thousand can bring our daughter back safe and sound... nothing matters more than her."

Beside them, their obviously malnourished daughter clung to her parents' hands, eyes red. Her facial muscles twitched for a moment before she managed to squeeze out a sentence to Yu Yuan, "Master, please take it. I'll work hard from now on—I can earn more money. I'll make sure my parents live a good life."

Because she'd been undernourished for so long, she stood much shorter than her tall, lanky parents. Dressed in new clothes, she looked like a reed caught in a plastic bag—one gentle breeze and she'd bend over.

But right in the middle of this unlucky child's forehead, in her fate palace, there was a glow—clear, luminous, flowing gently like water in a soft blue hue. It was the aura of Wenqu Xingjun. This child was blessed by the Literary Star.

And within that luminous blue, there was a streak of bright white, brimming with spiritual energy—this girl's future was tied to the fate of the nation itself. She might even shape its path one day.

Yu Yuan took the card—but instead of keeping it, she placed it in the girl's hand. "The night you were found, your mom already sent me a whole Carnival. If we're being technical, your family's already paid me way more than I ever asked."

"From the color of your spiritual aura, you're a natural-born scholar. You've always done well in school, picked things up fast, connected the dots. You once hoped the college entrance exam would change your life... but for some reason, you didn't end up taking it."

"Now that you're back with your parents... don't you want to give it another shot?"

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