Xi Chenxiao decided not to think about it anymore. He looked at Su Jin with a playful expression and asked, "How about this, predict how many children you're going to have in the future?"
Su Jin's face instantly darkened. The devil's question was a little fatal. She pinched the corner of her shirt and did not know how to answer for a moment.
She could predict the future, but she had to touch that person to predict the dangers they would face in the future. She did not really know how to read fortunes, so she could only silently mouth, "Um, change the question."
Xi Chenxiao clenched his fists and looked at Su Jin suspiciously. He had barely suppressed the urge to ask her to read that girl's fortune.
All these years, he had never dared to send anyone to investigate because he was afraid of hearing any bad news.
As long as he did not investigate, he still had hope. He hoped that she was still alive somewhere, so he would not despair.
