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"Come, come, fifty yuan for a fortune-telling. I know the secrets of heaven and the fortunes of love. Handsome guys and beautiful ladies, come and have your fortune told."

"Fifty yuan?"

Song Jianyi's eyes lit up.

Her surprised reaction made the fortune teller sitting at the booth momentarily stunned. Did I ask for too little?

He felt a burst of joy in his heart and was about to raise the price a bit, but then he saw Song Jianyi happily pulling Qi Yu to sit across from him.

The warm autumn sunshine spilled onto her delicate face, and the smile in her eyes made him lose his focus for a moment.

Before he could react to this beautiful smile, he heard Song Jianyi enthusiastically ask, "Sir, how many years have you been doing this?"

"Five years."

"You must have matched many couples in these five years, right?"

"Of course! If not millions, then at least tens or hundreds of thousands. Beautiful lady, let me see..."