Stepdaughter of a wealthy family? The little darling of a Beijing tycoon

The new round of lucky bags was drawn on time, and the third lucky audience member was quickly identified. A netizen with the ID "July" successfully won the lucky bag and immediately initiated a video call request.

The moment the connection was established, the live stream chat exploded with comments. July looked stunning on camera, with long, thick, black hair flowing smoothly over her shoulders. Her makeup was exquisite and appropriate, and her outfit was simple yet sophisticated, exuding a gentle and elegant temperament.

Wow, this lady is absolutely gorgeous! She has such great style!

[Beautiful Tie Tie! She looks great enough to be a blogger]

[Does this girl have a boyfriend? I'm interested!]

[Looking for her criteria for choosing a partner, this pretty girl must have very high standards.]

The live chat was flooded with teasing and flirtatious comments, and the atmosphere quickly became a bit too lively. Shen Jingshu coughed softly, then gently steered the conversation back on track: "Everyone, please be quiet for a moment. Hello July, what would you like to have divined today?"

July's eyes crinkled with a gentle smile, her voice brimming with a young girl's anticipation for the future: "Master, I just happened to be browsing and stumbled upon this live stream. Everyone said your predictions are incredibly accurate, so I casually clicked on the lucky bag to try my luck, and I actually won! I'd like to ask you to tell me roughly when my boyfriend will propose to me?"

Upon hearing this, the live chat erupted in groans of despair.

[My heart is broken! My goddess is already taken.]

I'm curious what kind of handsome guy could win over such a beautiful woman.

If the relationship is stable, they should have been discussing marriage long ago.

Faced with the curiosity of netizens, July made no attempt to hide anything, openly turning her phone camera to show the photo album next to her. The album was filled with photos of the two traveling together; the man was tall and handsome, and the two were close together, their features perfectly matched, creating a captivating atmosphere – a truly handsome couple.

[As expected, a handsome man and a beautiful woman are a perfect match; this good-looking couple is just so well-suited.]

They're a handsome couple, and their relationship looks wonderful.

In July, the smile in her eyes faded slightly, replaced by a hint of confusion and melancholy: "Thank you for the compliments. He has always been incredibly attentive to me. We've been together for three years, and our relationship has always been very stable. Our friends all think we've already set a wedding date, but he's never mentioned proposing or getting our marriage certificate. I can't help but feel a little uneasy; I really can't figure out what he's planning."

Send me your accurate birth date and time via private message, and I'll analyze it carefully for you.

"Good master."

In a short while, July sent her birth information to the backend. Shen Jingshu opened the information, comparing it with the birth chart while glancing at July's face. Her brows furrowed slightly, and her expression became more serious.

At this moment, July was completely unaware, chatting and laughing with viewers in the live stream, recounting one by one the thoughtful care her boyfriend had given her, her words filled with the sweetness and certainty of their three-year relationship.

Just as Shen Jingshu was about to reveal the hidden meaning behind the divination, a sudden and glaring comment abruptly broke through the friendly comments flooding the screen, standing out starkly:

【How could he be your boyfriend? He's my boyfriend! You homewrecker, you use your good looks to interfere in someone else's relationship, and you even have the nerve to pretend it's a proposal?】

At first, the comments scrolled too fast, and neither July nor the onlookers noticed the message. Seeing that no one paid attention, the user with the ID "Champagne Rose" who posted the comment simply copied and pasted the same words repeatedly, each word directly accusing July of being a third party.

Now everyone saw it, the live stream was silent for a moment, then exploded.

July's smile froze instantly, her face filled with confusion and grievance. She frowned at the camera and asked, "Who are you, netizen? How can you slander me like this? We've been together since university, a three-year relationship. We know each other inside and out. How could I be a homewrecker? You must have mistaken me for someone else!"

However, the other party stubbornly continued to refute in the live chat, refusing to back down. Seeing the situation getting increasingly tense, Shen Jingshu calmly suggested, "User ID Champagne Rose, if you are sure that what you said is true, why not request a video call so that we can clarify the matter face to face?"

July originally intended to ignore it as baseless malicious comments, but since Shen Jingshu had made such a suggestion, and the other party kept spamming to slander her, she simply straightened her back and said: "That's right, since you insist that my boyfriend is yours, then let's go online and confront each other face to face. Let's put our minds at ease today."

The other party hesitated to initiate a video call, presumably because they were wary of being recognized if their face was shown. Shen Jingshu saw through their concerns and calmly softened the terms: "If you don't want to show your face on camera, a voice call is also fine. You can still get things clear just by speaking."

As soon as she finished speaking, a voice call request popped up in the background. When Shen Jingshu answered, there was only a still life oil painting as the background on the screen, and a deliberately soft, gentle and intellectual female voice came slowly from the receiver. You could tell at a glance that it was a mature woman.

Suppressing her panic, July asked, word by word, "Since you're so sure he's yours, then tell me his name, age, and the university he graduated from."

A gentle female voice answered confidently from the other end of the call: "His name is Gu Yuanzhou, he is twenty-five years old, and he graduated from C University."

July's heart sank. The information matched perfectly, but she still stubbornly insisted, "This publicly available information alone doesn't prove anything!"

"He has a small, light brown mole on his left chest and an old scar about two centimeters long on the side of his lower back, left from a sports injury in his early years. Are you going to say these are just coincidences?"

These words struck July like a thunderbolt. Her face drained of color instantly, her fingers gripped her phone tightly, and her voice trembled uncontrollably: "You...who are you? How could you possibly know about such a secret mark that only intimate people can know?"

"He's been with me for so long, and the car and house he bought are all in my name. He promised to get married within two years. We even decided on the wedding photo studio and the destination for our honeymoon in advance. I was just wondering why he kept delaying his proposal and came to the fortune teller. How could someone like you suddenly appear?" Three years of sweet expectations crumbled in an instant. The huge shock made July's eyes redden instantly, and her tone was full of disbelief and collapse.

The live stream chat exploded with comments, a dense, non-stop barrage of messages:

[It's confirmed! They even know the exact location of her private scars and moles; it's definitely not a stranger.]

Wow, they're really good at playing both sides, promising marriage to both!

[The two girls didn't even know the other existed; Gu Yuanzhou was really good at hiding his true identity.]

[Buying a house and a car while simultaneously dating for three years—the timelines seem completely out of sync, don't they?]

[This is suffocating. Both girls genuinely wanted to get married, but this man kept them completely in the dark.]

Some are dying of thirst while others are drowning in floods; some people have two hearts full of sincerity yet are still not satisfied—they're such scumbags.