The boy and girl twins were raised by Wang Cuihua, so it was no surprise to anyone when they occasionally uttered fortune-telling phrases like their grandmother.
In the past two years, however, as the children's words became increasingly accurate, the family members no longer took their words as mere jokes.
"The darkening of the forehead, tsk tsk, just a calculation, and misfortune looms," Yu Jingting said to Chen Tong with a grin, showing off his teeth, which made Chen Tong's back shiver with coolness.
In the study room, Chen He had a solemn expression, no longer the smiling tiger look he used to have.
If it hadn't been Suizi sitting across from him, he might have already flipped the tea table in anger.
"Is everything you said true?" Chen He asked through clenched teeth.
