Listening to Gu Zhiqi's words, Mo Weiran was somewhat speechless, but seeing how serious she looked, Mo Weiran suddenly shifted his expression and asked, "Do you really want to tell my fortune?"
Gu Zhiqi slightly raised her eyebrows, "Of course, I'm serious."
"Well... how about you give me a trial first? At least, let me believe you're not a scamming fortuneteller," Mo Weiran said thoughtfully, stroking his chin as he looked at Gu Zhiqi.
Rather than letting this young lady cheat others, it would be better to let her cheat him a little bit and keep her hooked.
Then, while he had the time, he could try to persuade the young lady to turn back from the edge of a cliff.
Thinking to himself, Mo Weiran suddenly felt he was too kind.
Indeed, that's him! Much love!
"There are five types of trials, 888888, 88888, 8888, 888, and 88. Which one would you like to try?"
"Just the 88," Mo Weiran chose the cheapest option.
