Master, Your Wife Has Become a Super Star Through Fortune-Telling-Chapter 65 - 66: Poverty Makes Me Unafraid

"It’s really hard to find a place this cheap."

Xiao Qi’s voice was dejected, and he sounded completely drained.

Su Nian smiled faintly. "You don’t have to move right now. You have two options. First, while this thing hasn’t actively harmed you, if you continue to share a room with it, you’ll soon be corroded by its Dark Aura. You’ll be plagued by bad luck, end up in the hospital, get sick, and lose your job!"

"Second, you could buy a few talismans from me to get rid of the Dark Aura and lead the entity away. But I’ll tell you now, one piece of talisman paper costs 2,800. You’d need to buy at least five."

Hearing Su Nian’s words, Xiao Qi gulped.

"I’ll start looking for a new place after work tomorrow! I’ll do my best to move out within two days!"

"Alright, that’s all for you today. Develop the photos tomorrow and contact me. We can do a follow-up stream."

As Su Nian spoke, she started packing up her things, already building up some hype for tomorrow’s stream.

[The streamer is as kind as she is beautiful.]

[Yeah, she’s not just trying to push her talisman paper. She gave Xiao Qi the option that works best for him.]

[When you think about it, even though Xiao Qi has some bad luck, he was fortunate to run into the streamer.]

After ending the call with Xiao Qi, Su Nian turned her attention back to Li Shuo, who was still in the graveyard getting a "lecture" from his father.

"Sir, are you done? It’s time to go!"

The ever-macho Mr. Li was about to snap back at Su Nian, but the thought of her formidable talisman paper made him instantly compliant.

"Ah... yes, yes, I’m done!"

His dry, withered face wrinkled into a smile that looked like a little red flower.

Then, he obediently and nimbly climbed back into his grave.

Li Shuo looked up at the sky in despair, only to see that Su Nian had already sat down cross-legged in front of the grave.

She was chanting some verse he couldn’t understand, and then he saw a hazy wisp of smoke seem to gradually dissipate.

He was a bit dazed, but he seemed to understand what had just happened.

He grabbed Su Nian’s arm. "My... my dad?"

Su Nian’s expression was calm. "He’s gone where he’s supposed to go."

Su Nian’s composure stung him, and his words became incoherent.

"But... but he hasn’t seen his tombstone fixed with his own eyes!"

Su Nian said, "It’s not a good thing for the dead to have lingering attachments. It’s better for him to leave like this."

[I don’t get it either. With the top donor’s money, the tombstone could be fixed tomorrow. Why is the streamer in such a hurry?]

[Yeah, I really don’t understand.]

[Couldn’t she let them say a proper goodbye before separating them?]

Su Nian explained, "Letting them spend a short time together as father and son was already an incredible blessing. If we had really dragged it out until tomorrow, his father would have received a harsher sentence in the underworld."

"What’s there to say a ’proper goodbye’ about? They just talked for so long. If he’s that insistent on a proper goodbye, then Li Shuo can go down to the underworld and say it to his dad there."

"Ordinary people don’t get this kind of opportunity. What happened here was a one-in-a-million coincidence. But I can’t allow his father to linger any longer. It would harm not only the two of them, but me as well."

"All things in heaven and earth are bound by rules."

Li Shuo’s lips trembled, but he understood that Su Nian was right.

After his initial fear and nervousness, his father had returned to his usual self.

He wasn’t the old man wailing in pain on his sickbed, nor the muddled father who couldn’t remember things clearly.

He was the dad from his childhood, the one who would give him a few smacks at the slightest disagreement.

The feeling was so familiar that it created the illusion that his father had never left.

After a long silence, Li Shuo finally spoke again, his voice muffled.

"Everyone, please stop. The streamer did the right thing."

Su Nian felt she had said more than enough and couldn’t be bothered to explain any further.

[Actually, what the streamer said makes a lot of sense!]

[They’re already dead. It’s not good for them to stay in the mortal world.]

[And what if they stay so long they don’t want to leave? Or they might transform into a zombie or something. Wouldn’t that be terrifying?]

[Logically, we all get it. But it was Li Shuo’s father, after all. It’s normal that he’d have trouble accepting it.]

Walking through the dark night, Su Nian turned off the stream. As usual, she led the way, and the two of them quickly exited the cemetery.

Li Shuo was still silent, but he had calmed down a lot.

He arranged a car for Su Nian’s departure and then gave her a deep, earnest bow.

"I wasn’t thinking clearly at the time. Thank you, streamer."

Su Nian nodded slightly. After a night’s rest, she left the area.

She arrived home exhausted. After a shower and a good night’s sleep, it was time to stream again.

In order to earn enough money to leave this world sooner, Su Nian started her stream on time again, pulling out the takeout she had already ordered.

She skillfully typed her usual message onto the stream’s screen.

[Live fortune-telling. Inaccurate readings are free. One Carnival per session.]

After typing, Su Nian began to SLURP up her noodles.

A crowd of people had already entered the stream, but Su Nian hadn’t sent out the lucky draw yet.

[The streamer is seriously rich!]

[I recognize that takeout place. They’re a high-end brand. A bowl of noodles costs five or six hundred.]

[The streamer is a true big shot!]

[Wow, livestreaming is so profitable!]

[Don’t be silly. Heavenly Venerate has definitely made a lot of money, but more importantly, she was already rich to begin with.]

[Exactly! During her very first stream, she was already dressed head-to-toe in designer brands, and a lot of it was limited edition stuff.]

Su Nian checked the time. "Alright, it’s about that time. I’m starting the lucky draw now."

Many people were already rubbing their hands together in anticipation.

DING...

[Congratulations to Xi Xi for winning the streamer’s lucky draw!]

But amidst the chat messages congratulating Xi Xi, there were also many who felt it was unfair.

[I give up. I’ve never won once!]

[Yeah, seriously! Can’t you offer more lucky draws?!]

[I really want to win. I’ve watched every single stream from the very beginning and haven’t missed one, but I’ve never won.]

Su Nian couldn’t be bothered to address it at first, but as more people complained, she offered an explanation.

"This thing is actually a matter of fate. Haven’t you noticed? The ones who win this lucky draw are usually those who have recently had dealings with ghosts, monsters, or resentful spirits."

"For an ordinary person, it’s best if you don’t win."

[Huh, now that the streamer puts it that way, it does seem right.]

[So that’s how it is. Fate has its own plans.]

[So normal people like us have a very small chance... but I really want a reading. I don’t know if I should be happy about this or not.]

[In that case, I hope I never win.]

At this moment, 100,000 people had gathered in Su Nian’s stream. It was a terrifyingly large number, considering she hadn’t even been streaming for a full month.

But the number of viewers in her stream had already reached a level that only the biggest internet celebrities could command.

Su Nian said, "Alright, are you able to connect for a call? Or would you rather send me a video privately?"

[Video call!]

After connecting the video call, the stream’s screen split in two. Su Nian was on one side, and on the other was the person who was getting their fortune told today.