At the banquet, Qin Kejing frequently glanced at Qin Zhao, who couldn't be bothered to pay her any attention.
Since those parents weren't her biological ones, Qin Zhao didn't plan on returning home, and from now on, they were strangers to each other.
As for Shen Xihe and that piece of trash, she might as well give them to Qin Kejing; she didn't care.
As the banquet was about to end, Shang Youwen approached her as she was preparing to leave.
"I heard Miss Qin can tell fortunes. How about helping me with a reading?"
Shang Youwen raised the wine glass in his hand; although he wore a smile on his face, it looked like a fake mask to Qin Zhao.
"I charge a fee for fortune-telling."
"Two million, is that enough?"
"That's enough." Qin Zhao examined him carefully for a moment, "Mr. Shang's Qi Fortune is soaring, especially recently. It seems some good fortune may occur. If Mr. Shang can seize the opportunity, he'll definitely skyrocket."
