The woman looked surprised. "I'm indeed a lovesick fool, but I never wanted to die for love!"
She was considered an heiress. In the past, when she was dating, she would at most spend a little more money on the other party. When she thought about how she had to die for the other party, she couldn't help but feel a chill run down her spine.
As she looked at the woman in front of her, who looked so sacred under the moonlight that she seemed to be glowing, she couldn't help but hug her tightly. "Fortune teller! Please save me. Did someone poison me?"
"It doesn't seem like it. It's an illusion that makes you hallucinate."
The woman looked down and suddenly realized that she was wearing a long red dress, like the person in the suicide case reported on the news two days ago. She screamed in fear.
When she saw that the fortune teller looked very calm, she felt that she had met her savior.
