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

The following day, the police issued an official statement regarding this human trafficking case involving a shell company. The statement did not identify the person who reported the crime, only stating that after receiving a tip, they acted swiftly and successfully apprehended the entire criminal gang at the airport. Multiple victims were rescued, and all those involved were detained according to law. The case will continue to be investigated further.

Although the official account didn't mention the live stream, Shen Jingshu's fans all vividly remembered it. They edited clips, forwarded and shared them, spreading her thrilling airport live stream experience across various social media platforms. Word spread like wildfire, attracting a large influx of new viewers, and Shen Jingshu's live stream popularity soared once again.

The live stream remained incredibly popular, with a dense barrage of rapidly scrolling comments.

Shen Jingshu calmly composed herself and brought everyone's attention back to the live stream.

"Alright, let's continue. The lucky winner for today's second lucky bag has been selected."

The second lucky bag draw has concluded, and the winning ID is Little Strawberry Mom.

Judging from the ID, she was most likely a new mother. And indeed, after the video call connected, it was exactly as everyone guessed. The woman in the video was wearing long-sleeved pajamas and a postpartum hat, completely covered up – clearly in postpartum confinement. Many netizens commented that in China, regardless of the sweltering heat or freezing cold, postpartum women are always bundled up tightly, a custom in many places.

Little Strawberry's mother has gentle eyes and radiates a tender maternal glow.

"Hello everyone in the live stream, Master Shen! I'm so happy to have won the lucky bag. I would like to ask you to take a look at my daughter and see if she will have a peaceful and smooth life in the future."

After speaking, she turned her phone camera to the side. In the crib lay a soft, chubby baby, not long after birth, chubby and fair-skinned, sleeping soundly with its eyes closed, its little mouth occasionally twitching gently. A staff member from the postpartum care center stood beside the crib, quietly watching over the baby.

Shen Jingshu saw the woman's face clearly and glanced at the baby's features in the swaddling clothes, but instead of directly predicting the child's fate based on the woman's words, she asked in return, "You're currently in a postpartum care center, right?"

"That's right." Little Strawberry's mother nodded with a smile.

Where is your husband?

When her husband was mentioned, the woman's face lit up with a happy smile, and her tone was full of sweetness: "He's with me at the postpartum care center too. He just went out for some fresh air and had a smoke."

He booked this place for me long before I even gave birth. I said at the time that it wasn't necessary, that hiring a postpartum nanny at home would be enough. But he insisted that the postpartum care center was better, with someone specifically to take care of the baby, and that I could use the time during my postpartum period to properly recover and complete all the postpartum recovery programs. Before I was pregnant, I was very vain and always cared a lot about my figure…”

Little Strawberry's mother talked on and on, happily sharing every little detail about herself and her husband.

The live stream chat was filled with envy.

[I was really fed a lot of dog food (a Chinese slang term for witnessing public displays of affection); this girl looks very pampered.]

I've looked into this postpartum care center; a standard room costs around 70,000 to 80,000 yuan a month, while the high-end rooms cost over 100,000 to 200,000 yuan.

Judging from the layout of her room, it's probably a package deal costing over 200,000 yuan.

When Little Strawberry's mom saw the comments, she smiled and nodded in agreement: "That's right, my husband booked it. It's a package that costs 288,000 yuan, which includes postpartum recovery and a full range of postpartum rehabilitation programs."

These words caused another uproar in the live stream, with the screen filled with envious comments.

After her initial reflection, Little Strawberry's mother steered the conversation back to fortune-telling, speaking sincerely: "Master Shen, I'm a long-time fan of yours. I watch almost every live stream, and I even catch up on the replays of the ones I miss. Today, I finally won a lucky bag, and I'd like to ask you to do a fortune-telling for my daughter. I'll send you her birth date and time privately, is that alright?"

"Okay. The baby is sleeping soundly. Please have the staff move the child to the next room so as not to disturb her with your conversation," Shen Jingshu said gently.

"I didn't expect that Master Shen, despite your young age, would be so thoughtful and considerate," Little Strawberry's mother remarked.

With her permission, the staff member who had been waiting pushed the crib out of the room, leaving her alone. She leaned against the headboard and eagerly said, "Master Shen, can we call it a day now?"

Shen Jingshu reviewed the birth dates and times she had just received in the back office, and combined them with the baby's facial features she had just seen. With a calm expression, she slowly stated the result:

"I've divined the outcome. Your daughter will experience her parents' divorce at a young age and grow up in a single-parent family. But even so, you will raise her to be exceptionally well, and she will be able to get into a very good university. Her life afterward will be happy and stable."

The words fell.

Just moments ago, Little Strawberry's mother had a happy smile on her face, but now her expression turned ugly, her smile froze, and she looked extremely embarrassed.

"Master Shen, are you sure you haven't made a mistake?" Little Strawberry's mother's voice was filled with disbelief, her smile completely vanished, and her eyes were full of astonishment.

"You're a longtime fan of mine, so you should know that my divinations are never wrong," Shen Jingshu said calmly, without the slightest ambiguity.

Little Strawberry's mother clenched her fists slightly, her mind in turmoil, but she couldn't help but ask, "Then can you tell me, what caused my husband and I to separate?"

She simply couldn't accept this outcome. In her eyes, her husband was incredibly considerate, always keeping her in mind in every way. The 288,000 yuan postpartum care package alone was enough to show his sincerity. Even her parents often remarked that she was incredibly lucky to have married such a man.

In terms of appearance, ability, and family background, the two were a perfect match. Most importantly, she loved her husband deeply from the bottom of her heart and always thought that they would live happily ever after, never imagining that they would end up divorcing.

The viewers in the live stream were also stunned by this sudden reversal. Everyone believed in Shen Jingshu's fortune-telling skills, but just a moment ago they were seeing a happy new mother, and now she was being told that she and her husband would divorce in the future. The chat was flooded with comments.

[My God, one second I was envying their fairytale romance, and the next second I was hit with a devastating blow.]

[Master Shen rarely makes mistakes, which means this matter is most likely true.]

When two people break up, it's usually because they've fallen out of love.

Most relationships are like this: at the beginning, they're incredibly sweet and inseparable, but as time goes by, the mundane realities of daily life slowly erode them.

Many couples, by the end, have long since lost their love; those who continue the relationship are simply used to each other, and what remains is only familial affection.

I've read that couples who have been together for over ten years rarely experience the same excitement they had when they were dating. Most are just long-married couples, relying on companionship and a sense of responsibility to get through life.

On the other side of the screen, Little Strawberry's mother watched the scrolling comments, her face growing paler and paler. Her hands unconsciously clenched the sheets beneath her, her heart filled with disbelief. In her mind, her husband was gentle, wealthy, and willing to spend money on her; there was no way they could have reached the point of divorce.