Suspecting his wife

Newlyweds are always full of joy, and for the first few months, Yang Jun and his wife made love almost every night. However,
Yang Jun's intimacy was always short-lived. His wife didn't say anything, but Yang Jun himself was somewhat unhappy and
felt ashamed. His wife tried to cook him nice, nourishing meals, which he appreciated, but
the effects seemed minimal. So, Yang Jun focused his attention on his career. His wife also became a cashier at a supermarket,
earning a thousand yuan a month. However, it was on the other side of the county, and she walked to and from work every day
. Yang Jun had been to the supermarket; there were two blond-haired porters there, whom his wife said were her high school classmates. Yang Jun didn't
think much of it. He felt his wife was very considerate and understanding, and he worked even harder at the business.

Hard work pays off; by the end of the year, Yang Jun had saved 60,000 yuan and bought a new apartment in a
newly opened development . Although it wasn't an apartment with an elevator, it was at least a new home. Yang Jun even installed broadband internet for his beloved wife in their new
house , saving her from having to squeeze into the storefront to use it. The storefront was two streets away.
The couple happily moved into their new home, and both sets of parents came to celebrate, even setting off firecrackers.

But joy has its sorrows. Yang Jun's mother, noticing her daughter-in-law's still-flat stomach, quietly pulled Yang Jun
aside and asked him what was wrong. Yang Jun, realizing the situation, understood. He had always ejaculated inside his wife,
so why wasn't she pregnant yet? His mother's face darkened. Yang Jun could only reassure her, saying that she would be pregnant
eventually, and to wait and see.

Yang Jun's business was booming, and he was busy late every day, also taking on several
computer maintenance jobs for various companies. He didn't have time to think about having a baby, and his wife hadn't come home for several nights, saying the supermarket
often did inventory checks at night. Summer arrived in the blink of an eye.

That day, Yang Jun was carrying a computer, delivering it to a company by car. After driving through several streets, the car stopped
at a station. Looking out the window, Yang Jun saw a beautiful, familiar figure. It was his wife, Li Lin
! She was wearing a white printed t-shirt, light white denim shorts that accentuated her
full, shapely hips, and sneakers. Her hair was tied in a ponytail, which swayed as she walked,
making her look youthful and radiant. She was carrying a large watermelon, a smile on her face as she walked down the street. Yang
Jun smiled, thinking, "She must have bought it to take home." Suddenly, he realized this wasn't the way home
. Where was she going? Yang Jun turned sharply, wanting to greet his wife, but she was gone. She had disappeared
into a vacant lot slated for demolition. Yang Jun knew that a large area of old city buildings was going to be demolished there;
several . "Never mind," he thought, "I'll deliver the goods to the customer first."

After delivering the goods to his client and receiving payment, Yang Jun was about to leave when the client stopped him, saying he wanted
to test the machine. Yang Jun had no choice but to connect the computer and turn it on. The client then asked Yang Jun a few more computer-related
questions, and before he knew it, half an hour had passed.

Yang Jun then spent another ten minutes rushing to the vacant lot where the demolition was taking place. He searched the area for a while but couldn't find his wife .
He then walked into the alley, hoping to find a few undamaged buildings there. He reached a building whose facade was completely open,
exposing the broken steel bars to the sun. Yang Jun wiped the sweat from his brow. He continued searching for his wife, finally
arriving at another building, also half-demolished. In the exposed half of the room, several pieces of watermelon rind lay on the floor,
along with some water stains, as if the room had just been filled. A tattered straw mat lay on the dirty cement floor. Two crumpled wads of toilet paper
were . Yang Jun looked around, then, almost unconsciously, picked up a wad of toilet paper. He unfolded
it, and his heart leaped into his throat.

It definitely wasn't snot. Although the color was slightly yellowish, Yang Jun could tell from the smell that
what was stuck inside was semen, and fresh at that. Impossible, absolutely impossible. Images flashed through Yang Jun's mind
. The terrifying thought was too much for him to bear. Could it be his wife? His beloved wife was
having an affair , in such a filthy place. Yang Jun imagined his wife, naked, being pressed down on
a straw mat on the dirty ground. Or perhaps kneeling, or perhaps standing, how that man was doing this to his
wife —images flashed through Yang Jun's mind. Yang Jun shook his head, wiping the sweat from his forehead.
His throat was parched. A coincidence, absolutely a coincidence, yes, it must be a coincidence. A few pieces of watermelon rind don't mean
anything; there are watermelons everywhere. Yang Jun reassured himself and walked out of the demolition area.

Yang Jun rushed to the supermarket where his wife, Li Lin, worked, but she wasn't there. He asked other employees and
learned she had taken the morning off and hadn't returned yet. Yang Jun then went back to their apartment complex, but still couldn't find her.
He ran to the tap and gulped down a bellyful of water before trying
to call her, but the phone went dead. Yang Jun had no choice but to return to his shop and continue his business. At 5 PM, he closed the shop early
and went to the supermarket to pick her up. When he arrived, his wife was busy making change
. She was dressed the same as he had seen her during the day. Yang Jun walked up to her, and she looked at him in surprise.
She asked,

"[Why are you here? Is the shop closed? My colleague told me you came looking for me this morning. Is something wrong?]" "

[I came to pick you up from work. When do you get off work?]" "

Oh, what's wrong today? I've never seen you pick me up from work before. Besides, it's not far from home.
Wait a minute, I'm still working until 6:30." His wife asked suspiciously.

"Hey, young lady, hurry up and give me my change." An old woman carrying bags of groceries urged him on.

"You go ahead with your work, I'll wait for you outside." Yang Jun said, walking out of the supermarket and lighting a cigarette.

After a while, a pair of small, snow-white hands covered Yang Jun's eyes as he squatted on the steps.

"Guess who I am." A fresh fragrance wafted into Yang Jun's nose. Yang Jun pulled the small
hands off his eyes, stood up, looked at his smiling wife, and flicked her nose.

"Guess who I am? Everyone knows it's you."

"Hehe, let's go home, honey." Li Lin skipped and hooked her arm around Yang Jun's, ready to go home.

"Wife, let's eat out today." After walking for a while, Yang Jun said to Li Lin,

"Oh, hehe, what a day it is today! You're picking me up from work and treating me to a nice meal outside."
His wife excitedly stood in front of Yang Jun and wrapped her arms around his neck.

"Nothing special, just want to treat ourselves to something nice. How about we go get your favorite pickled fish?"
Yang Jun said.

"Okay, okay!" Li Lin happily skipped and jumped, pulling Yang Jun straight to the restaurant.

The fish was served, and his wife playfully sniffed the aroma, praising it. "Mmm, it smells so good,
honey , let's eat!"

Yang Jun picked up a piece of his wife's favorite fish head and put it in her bowl, then picked up a piece of fish meat for himself and started eating
. After eating for a while, Yang Jun stopped eating, looked at his lovely wife who was engrossed in eating fish, hesitated for a moment, and then
asked,

"Lin'er, what did you do during the day?"

"I was at work. Why?" Li Lin answered without looking up, just continuing to eat fish.

"Then why did you take the morning off?"

"My stomach hurt a little, so I went home and took some medicine. Why?" His wife looked up and asked.

Yang Jun didn't know how to question her, afraid his wife would think he was following her. He also didn't want to say he'd
checked the house and she wasn't home. After much hesitation, as a thirty-year-old man, Yang Jun decided it
was best to be upfront and clear things up, so as not to damage their relationship.

"No, Lin'er, this morning I went to the West District to deliver goods, and I saw you carrying a big watermelon in the truck..." Yang Jun
said cautiously.

His wife paused, still not looking up, and continued eating her fish. After a while, she looked up at
Yang Jun and said,

"Oh, this morning I suddenly received a call from my dad saying he was working as a laborer at a construction site and had no water, so
I bought a watermelon and brought it to him." Li Lin wiped the grease from her mouth and said calmly.

"Oh, I see. Your father is demolishing houses at a construction site? Why didn't he tell you he was coming?"
Yang Jun was relieved. He put another piece of fish in his wife's bowl.

"Yes, I told him not to do this kind of hard work. But he didn't listen," his wife said.

"Then I'll call Dad another day and persuade him to stop. He doesn't need the money," Yang Jun said.

"No, don't call. My dad is incredibly stubborn. Let him be," his wife hurriedly advised, then
lowered her head to eat the fish, reminding him, "Remember? Don't call."

With that, Yang Jun felt his worries were resolved. His wife's explanation seemed reasonable, with no suspicious points. The crumpled
paper and watermelon rind might have been left by someone else. Yang Jun ate the fish with ease. Later, after what happened,
Yang Jun regretted it deeply. If he had called to inquire, perhaps the outcome would have been different.

After returning home, Yang Jun took a shower and lay in bed watching TV, waiting for his wife to shower in the bathroom
. After she got into bed, Yang Jun stroked her, wanting to undress her, but his wife, Li Lin, covered his hand.

"Jun, I'm a little tired today, don't do anything. Want to sleep?"

Yang Jun reluctantly withdrew his hand, sighed, and watched TV. His wife lay beside him and quickly fell asleep.
After watching TV for a while, Yang Jun got up to urinate in the bathroom before going to sleep as well. While urinating,
Yang Jun noticed his wife's clothes piled up in the bathroom. Almost unconsciously, he peeked into the bedroom, then picked up his wife's underwear.
He checked the bottom; it was clean, without a single stain. A happy smile appeared on Yang Jun's face. He carefully put
the underwear back in its place. Yang Jun thought he was completely relieved; his wife hadn't betrayed him. However, Yang Jun
was careless… he didn't see the price tag on the outside of the underwear.
IV. Mother-in-law and daughter-in-law conflict becomes the root of divorce.

Life continued smoothly. Yang Jun continued to run his shop, and his wife still went to work every day, still
coming home late a few days a month after inventory, exhausted and falling asleep on the bed. By the end of the year, his wife's pregnancy
still hadn't progressed, and the conflict between his mother and wife finally erupted.

Yang Jun returned home to find his wife sitting on the sofa, sobbing quietly. His mother, looking displeased,
was preparing dinner in the kitchen. Upon seeing Yang Jun, she immediately launched into a tirade.

"[It's been two years, and not a single sign of pregnancy! While I'm still alive, I can help you with the baby!
]" "

[Mom, let's talk this out. Why are you making her cry?]" Yang Jun pleaded. "[Ha!

You think I made her cry? You little brat, you've forgotten your mother now that you have a wife! And you're blaming me
for making her cry !]" His mother angrily threw the kitchen knife onto the counter.

"[No, no, that's not what I meant, Mom. I meant we should talk things out.]" Yang Jun
pleaded .

"[What's there to talk about? Xiao Qiang from the same village got pregnant in less than a year after getting married. You two haven't had a single child
in two years , not even an egg!]" In a fit of anger, Yang's mother launched into a tirade.

"Who are you calling a bastard? Who doesn't lay eggs? How can you talk like that? It's so insulting!" Li Lin began to sob
.

"Ugh, I'm talking about you! Can't I even say anything to you? You've really gone too far!" Yang's mother jumped up.

"Stop arguing! When will this end?" Yang Jun finally snapped, roaring.

His wife, Li Lin, stood up, glared at Yang Jun hatefully, covered her face, and ran crying into the bedroom, slamming the door shut
. Seeing her son's displeasure, Yang's mother stopped talking, pouting as she started cooking in the kitchen. The spatula clanged against the
iron wok. Yang Jun sighed heavily, put his hands in his hair, and slumped heavily onto the sofa.
He remained silent.

His wife didn't come out for dinner. Yang Jun knocked on the door for a long time, but she didn't open it. Yang's mother was displeased and called to
her son , saying they would eat by themselves and not bother with her. After dinner, his wife still didn't open the door, so Yang Jun had to take out his blanket and sleep on
the sofa. His mother, seeing this, sighed, shook her head, and went to sleep in another guest room.

The next day, Yang Jun coaxed and persuaded his wife to go to the county hospital for a checkup. A week later,
the results came back. Yang Jun went to pick up
the results alone. The moment he saw them, he slumped down on a chair in the corridor, the result slip scattering on the floor. His wife's results were normal, but he had congenital azoospermia. The words "azoospermia"
pierced Yang Jun's nerves. He pleaded with the doctor, asking if there was any treatment, if there was any hope. The doctor told
him it was congenital infertility; there were no live sperm in his body, and there was no cure. Yang Jun sat on the chair
all afternoon, only dragging his heavy steps home in the evening.

His wife noticed his distress, helped him sit on the sofa, and gently asked him about the results.
When asked what the result was, Yang Jun remained silent. After his wife and mother asked him several times, Yang Jun threw the diagnosis results on
the coffee table , covered his face with his hands, and collapsed onto the sofa.

Li Lin picked up the results and looked at them anxiously, her face turning deathly pale. Yang's mother frantically asked
her daughter-in-law what the result was. Li Lin remained silent for a moment before uttering,

"[Jun is azoospermia and can never have children.]"

"[Ah, what!!!]" Yang's mother snatched the results from her daughter-in-law's hand and looked at them. After a long while,
her mouth trembled, she took a few steps back, collapsed onto the floor, and burst into tears, pounding her chest and wailing.

"[My poor son, my grandson. What are we going to do? The Yang family line is going to end.]" Yang's mother cried
, tears and snot streaming down her face. Li Lin also hugged her mother-in-law and sobbed.

The next day, Li Lin took the disheartened Yang Jun on a long-distance trip to the provincial hospital, hoping that the advanced hospital could
make a more accurate diagnosis. Li Lin had Yang Jun undergo an external puncture, and the doctor said to come back in three days for the results.
Three days later, Li Lin traveled to the provincial capital alone, fearing Yang Jun would suffer another blow. Upon receiving the results,
Li Lin felt dizzy and disoriented; the result was still no sperm. Li Lin vaguely sensed a storm
was brewing.

When Li Lin returned home, Yang's mother, seeing the heavy look on her daughter-in-law's face, realized the final result. The old woman,
her face ashen, silently went back to her bedroom, packed her bags, and returned to the village. Li Lin didn't try to stop her.
Yang Jun plopped down on the sofa; he hadn't gone to the shop to do business for several days, lying in bed all day,
half-dead .

The next day, Yang Jun was still in bed. Li Lin felt this couldn't go on, so she went to shake
her husband, Yang Jun, lying in bed.

[Jun, get up! How can you just ignore me like this? You have to look forward; life goes on.
]

Yang Jun remained silent.

[Get up, Jun, husband, what am I supposed to do?] Li

Lin was still shaking Yang Jun.

Suddenly, Yang Jun abruptly sat up in bed, standing on the bed and roaring,

"[What's the point of living? Without a child, what's the point of living? What are you going to do? What are you going to do? Do
whatever you want, don't bother me!]" "

[Jun, why are you like this? Let's talk this out! Why are you so angry? You're a grown man, you should look at things
from a broader perspective.]" Li Lin endured her grievances and tried to continue persuading Yang Jun.

[Slap...] Without any warning, a sudden slap landed on Li Lin's delicate face. "

[Get out of here, look at your mother's cunt, look at things from a broader perspective, don't bother me!]" Yang Jun vented
all his frustration about his inability to have a child and his anger on his innocent wife.

Faced with the sudden slap, Li Lin felt dizzy, never expecting her husband to hit
her. Tears streamed down Li Lin's face. Li Lin had intended to throw a tantrum and fight with Yang Jun. Seeing this
roaring man, who had completely lost his mind, Li Lin felt despair. She had thought this
man, eight years her senior, would be mature and stable, at least caring for her, and that a college graduate would be
cultured knowledgeable enough to guide her. She never imagined he would be so cowardly. Tears streaming down her face, Li
Lin packed a few clothes, stormed out, and stood at the door, glaring at Yang Jun with hatred. "[Yang Jun, we're over. Let's get a divorce.
]" she slammed the door shut.

Yang Jun, oblivious to the danger, yelled at the closed door, "[Get out! Fine, let's get a divorce! Who's afraid of who?]"
He then collapsed onto the bed, showing no remorse whatsoever.

His wife, Li Lin, was truly gone. Two weeks later, Yang Jun finally realized his mistake and frantically tried to call
his wife , but the line was always busy. He rushed to the supermarket where his wife worked, but couldn't find her.
He asked other employees and learned that his wife had resigned, collected her wages, and left two weeks prior. Yang Jun wanted to go to his father-in-law's
house to find his wife, but he was afraid she would tell him he had hit her.
He deciding to call his father-in-law first to ask what was going on.

[Hello, Dad, is Lin'er home?] Yang Jun finally dialed his father-in-law's number.

[You beast, you dare call again! If Lin'er hadn't stopped me, I would have gone and stomped your hand!
Fine, you've grown some guts, you even know how to hit your wife now!] His father-in-law angrily questioned.

[I'm sorry, Dad, I was wrong, I was really wrong. Please tell me, is Lin'er home? I want
to talk to her.]

[She only came back for two days, I don't know where she went. Jun, listen to me,
you caused this mess, you have to deal with it yourself. If I hear you hit my daughter again, I won't let you off. She's not
my daughter anymore. Once a daughter is married, she's like water spilled from a cup. Damn it, I don't care about you anymore!] His father-in-law
angrily finished speaking and hung up the phone.

Yang Jun stood there, his face alternating between pale and flushed. He had long heard of his father-in-law's reputation—lazy and greedy,
who had sold his daughter out of demand for a dowry of 50,000 yuan. Yang Jun wondered, where
was
his wife? She wasn't home, and she had quit her job. Yang Jun shook his head helplessly. His family also heard the news and rushed over to give Yang Jun a severe scolding. Yang's parents, on their own initiative, brought gifts to their in-laws. They indeed found no trace of their daughter-
in-law. The family promised it would never happen again, saying they would treat her like their own daughter. After exchanging polite words, they
left.

Two months later, Yang Jun returned home from closing his shop and found his beloved wife, Li Lin, sitting on
the sofa . Overjoyed, Yang Jun closed the door, ran to his wife, knelt down, took her hand, and tried to embrace
her.

"Lin'er, you're back. I'm sorry, I really know I was wrong,"

Li Lin said, pushing Yang Jun away and standing up.

"Jun, I'm here today to discuss divorce. Don't misunderstand me. If you're still a
man , take a look at the divorce agreement I've written. Sign it." Li Lin said, taking two sheets of paper from her bag.
Some clauses were written on them.

"No, Lin'er, I was really wrong, I'm not human. I shouldn't have hit you, I, I, you can hit me,
hit me." Yang Jun knelt down with a thud, pulling Li Lin's hand towards his face. Li Lin shook off her hand, and
Yang Jun started slapping himself.

"[Don't be like this, act like a man. Stand up and read the divorce agreement first.]"

Yang Jun stood up, sat on the sofa, and looking at his serious wife, reluctantly picked up the agreement
to read it. The agreement stated

: "The couple agrees to divorce due to irreconcilable differences, the husband's infertility, and the wife's willingness to relinquish all property.
The husband only needs to return the property he earned over the past three years.

" "[Jun, have you read this carefully? The house, the shop, and your income—I don't want a single penny. I only want my own income back.
I'm still young. Without children, I can't get past your mother. This turbulent life isn't what I
want . I've thought about this carefully for a long time before making this decision. I hope you can be realistic and look at this matter.
Can we handle this peacefully?]" Li Lin expressed her thoughts. "

[Lin'er, we can not have children. I'll persuade my mother. I just want to be with you.]" Yang Jun
was unwilling to give up. "

[But I want children. Don't you understand?]" Li Lin's voice rose. "[I want to be
a mother , I want my own children, I want my life to be complete.]" "

[Then...then...then let's do IVF...]" Yang Jun laid his bottom line bare. "

[Don't hesitate, Jun. IVF isn't guaranteed to be successful, and it's expensive. Besides, you can bear it if it's not
your own child, you can nurture it properly. I know you too well, Jun. If you truly loved me,
just sign the papers, okay?]" Li Lin said emotionally.

Yes, his wife was still so young; he couldn't deprive her of her right to be a mother. And there was no
way he could go through with artificial insemination; that was unacceptable to him. His wife's request was reasonable and justifiable, practically a complete break, asking for
nothing. This kind girl was causing Yang Jun unbearable pain. With tears in his eyes and trembling hands, Yang Jun
signed the agreement.

"[Jun, I had no choice. Thank you for your decision. Tonight, you can have me one more time.
]" Li Lin held Yang Jun's head, tears also falling. "

[No need. You can go now. I want to be alone.]" Yang Jun sat on the sofa, sobbing, his hands behind his head.

"[Then, I'll wait for you at the Civil Affairs Bureau tomorrow.]" Li Lin picked up the agreement, stood at the door, said this to Yang Jun, and
left.

The next day, Yang Jun, who hadn't slept well all night, arrived at the Civil Affairs Bureau at noon. It was National Day, and there were many wedding processions.
Yang Jun felt a sharp pain in his heart. Outside the Civil Affairs Bureau, his young and beautiful wife was already waiting for him,
looking around anxiously. Yang Jun walked over, and Li Lin saw him and came to greet him. Yang Jun went straight into
the Civil Affairs Bureau . Li Lin hesitated for a moment, then followed him in.

After the formalities were completed, Yang Jun and Li Lin came out. Li Lin said, "

[Jun, live well, run the shop well, and forget about me.]" "

[What are your plans?]" Yang Jun asked. "

[Me? Hehe, I'll just take it one day at a time. What plans could I have? If I meet someone good, I'll remarry.
]" Li Lin said, bowing her head.

"[Then I wish you happiness.]"

"[You too, goodbye, Jun.]" "

[Goodbye.]"

After the divorce, Yang Jun continued running his shop for over half a month. Although he hadn't completely forgotten his wife, he
had accepted the fact of the divorce. Yang Jun secretly went to the supermarket to see if Li Lin had gone back to work, just wanting
to catch a glimpse of his former wife from afar. But he didn't see her; his two blond-haired classmates were still working there. Yang Jun
offered them cigarettes in a friendly manner and asked about Li Lin's whereabouts. The two blond-haired boys said they hadn't seen Li Lin in a long time. They even grinned slyly and said
they were looking for her too. On his way back, Yang Jun saw a blind fortune teller with a stall by the roadside. When the old man saw
Yang Jun approaching, he called out, "Fortune telling! All the difficulties in the world, your future, your marriage, are in my hands. No charge
if I'm wrong!" Yang Jun used to ignore such people, thinking they were just swindlers, but now that his marriage
had failed and his wife was gone, he stopped for the first time and started talking to the fortune teller.

"Grandpa, come, tell me what my fate is like." " Oh, young man, do you want your future or your marriage 　　predicted

?" The old man opened his half-closed eyes and glanced at
Yang Jun . *Ha, he's not blind after all. He knows I'm young. 　　* Yang Jun thought to himself, *Let's see what he can come up with.* "I'll predict both. If I'm right, you'll get your money back. If I'm wrong, you won't get a penny." " 　　Heh heh, young man, in our line of work, we only tell you what we predict. Whether you believe it or not is irrelevant. If you don't want to hear it, then so be it." The old man was indeed shrewd and experienced. 　　"Alright, alright, hurry up and calculate it. Here's the money." 　　"Extend your left hand." The old man said. Yang Jun extended his left hand and handed it to the old man. The old man put on his glasses, took Yang Jun's hand, and began to examine it. He looked at it for a long time with great seriousness, sometimes shaking his head. 　　"Hey, old man, have you figured anything out? What do you think?" Yang Jun, seeing the old man's mystical expression , 　　joked, "Young man, you're in trouble with your luck in love, your marriage is in trouble, and you'll have no children, no one to see you off in your old age, you'll be alone for the rest of your life." The old man said calmly. 　　Yang Jun's heart skipped a beat, but he composed himself. "Pah, nonsense! What about your career?" 　　"My career is stable, not super rich, but I'll be well-off." The old man continued. 　　"Well, you just say that to everyone, don't you? It's nothing special, everyone's well-off." Yang Jun retorted. 　　"You'll know if it's accurate when you're old. Besides, you're thirty years old, and your achievements are still mediocre. Do you think you'll achieve much in the future?" The old man stared at Yang Jun, speaking with a swaying tone. 　　Wow, he's got some skills. Yang Jun couldn't help but become interested; the old man had actually calculated his age. 　　"[Then tell me again, what does 'offending Tai Sui' and 'killing peach blossom luck' mean?" Yang Jun asked. 　　"[It means you committed sins in your past life, and you're being punished in this life. The wives you marry will eventually run off with other men. ]" the old man said, enunciating each word clearly. " 　　[Go away, go away, I knew it was nonsense. Alright, how much?]" Yang Jun stood up and said impatiently. " 　　[Hey, young man, our fortune telling depends entirely on the generosity of the benefactor. Just give what you think is appropriate.]" 　　Yang Jun tossed down twenty yuan, got up, and left.

"Young man, believe in fate! Fate can't be changed, but fortune can. You'll come back to me again."
The old man called out to Yang Jun as he watched him go.

Yang Jun was still reeling. The old man's predictions were incredibly accurate; though he said he was just talking nonsense, everything he
said came true. Frustrated, Yang Jun scratched his head and returned to his shop.

The fortune teller immediately packed up his stall, turned a few alleys, and
whispered to a hooded figure who was already squatting there.

"Did you tell him everything?" the hooded man asked.

"Yes, I told him everything, word for word, boss. My reward..." the fortune teller said with a sly grin.

"Very good. Go inside, I'll wait for you there." the hooded man said.

"Good, haha, I'm in for a treat, that hot chick." The fortune teller chuckled lewdly and disappeared into
the alley.

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