"Sir, I want to do a divination." When they reached the stall, Qiao Xin said, "How much is the fee?"
"Hand reading, 100 each."
"The price is okay."
For a high-income person like Qiao Xin, 100 yuan for a divination didn't seem expensive.
Moreover, this was the scenic area of Yanjing. It was a good deal.
"Sister Li, come quickly."
Qiao Xin called out to Li Chuhan and Lin Yi.
"Quick, quick, quick. Come and read my fortune."
Li Chuhan had always been an atheist, so she naturally did not believe in such things.
"It's better if you do it. You can use this opportunity to check your future luck," Li Chuhan said with a smile.
Although she didn't believe it, Li Chuhan didn't stop him.
She knew well that in one's life, not every penny could be spent wisely. Sometimes, money had to be wasted on things that brought personal pleasure.
For Qiao Xin, fortune-telling was one such pleasure.
