"Is that true or are you fooling me?"
Xu Qing noticed Wu Xiaoshan's gaze fixed on her chest and immediately shifted awkwardly to the side, asking with suspicion.
"Of course it's true, when have I ever lied to you?"
Wu Xiaoshan asked earnestly then grabbed Xu Qing's hand and began to touch her bones.
Xu Qing's fingers were slender, but the skin on them wasn't as delicate as Zheng Hui's.
It was evident that Xu Qing hadn't spared herself from rough work in the past.
"Sister Qing, your parents were from the ordinary class, right?"
Just as Wu Xiaoshan came to that realization, he casually asked.
Xu Qing was taken aback by this, as she'd cut off all ties with her past since her parents had died.
No one around knew that she too came from the countryside.
Yet Wu Xiaoshan had merely touched her fingertips and made such a conclusion.
"How... How do you know?"
Xu Qing asked in disbelief.
"Didn't I tell you just now? This bone-touching fortune-telling is really something,"
