"Fortune teller?"
As expected, someone instigated Bai Xin to revive her son.
When Bai Xin saw Shen Chun's puzzled expression, she leaned forward and asked, "Miss Shen, what's wrong?"
Shen Chun came back to her senses, but she didn't mention her thoughts to her. "Do you still remember what that fortune teller looked like?"
Bai Xin actually wasn't guarded against Shen Chun. Coupled with what Shen Chun had said previously, she felt that there was no need to hide anything. "That fortune teller said that his face was injured, so he had to wear a mask and hat. I couldn't see what he looked like at all."
Shen Chun thought about it for a while and said, "Why don't you ask him out?"
Bai Xin shook her head. "I don't have the fortune teller's contact information. Usually, he takes the initiative to look for me."
