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

While the proprietress was serving the dishes, Shen Jingshu quietly activated her third eye.

After helping my police station solve a major case and accumulating immense merit, and absorbing the pure purple energy from Lu Jingxing, her cultivation level is now vastly different from before. Now, her Heavenly Eye can not only see through a person's past life, but can even glimpse their future fortune or misfortune within a few days.

With a quick glance, countless fragmented images flashed through her mind, and in just a few seconds, she understood the whole reason for the boss lady's sudden change in expression.

Shen Jingshu's eyes darkened slightly, but she did not speak rashly.

Ordinary people have always revered ghosts and gods and resisted metaphysics. If she were to step forward out of thin air and tell the other person that they would face a life-or-death calamity and their family would be destroyed within three days, she would only be regarded as a crazy person talking nonsense. Not only would she not be able to save the person, but she would also arouse their disgust.

The three girls were completely unaware of the turmoil lurking around them. The four of them each opened a bottle of beer, sat around the table, and chatted while eating skewers.

Throughout the ordeal, Song Ran and Lin Miaomiao patiently comforted Xu Zhixia, who was feeling down, gently reassuring her that she didn't need to dwell on the fall from grace of her idol.

As night deepened, they sat at the barbecue stall for nearly two hours. The university students at the surrounding tables gradually paid their bills and left; they had to return to school for classes the next day, and no one stayed up too late.

After a few drinks, Xu Zhixia's cheeks were flushed, her eyes were glazed, and she was already somewhat drunk.

"Let's go back to the dorm." Song Ran and Lin Miaomiao supported the dazed Xu Zhixia on either side, preparing to get up and return.

Shen Jingshu said, "You guys take her back first. I'll settle the bill here and go to the pharmacy to buy some hangover medicine. I'll be back in a bit."

The two nodded in response, helped the tipsy Xu Zhixia, and carried her bags and purses as they slowly walked towards the school.

The noisy barbecue stalls gradually quieted down.

Shen Jingshu stood up, looked at the couple who were tidying up the tables and chairs, and said, "Boss lady, the bill is due."

The proprietress, who was wiping the table, immediately straightened up, her smile warm and friendly: "Alright, young lady, please wait a moment!"

After she finished speaking, she quickly walked to the bar, picked up her ledger and calculator, and returned to the table. She glanced at the two bottles of beer left on the table, her chubby fingers skillfully and quickly tapping on the calculator, checking it twice, and soon announced the price: "Three hundred and eighty-eight yuan in total."

Shen Jingshu took out her phone to scan the QR code, and the proprietress deftly pulled out the payment QR code hanging around her neck.

As the crisp WeChat notification sound rang out, the proprietress smiled warmly, her eyes crinkling, and said, "Thank you, young lady! You enjoyed your meal, please come again next time!"

After she finished speaking, she turned around and prepared to continue cleaning up the scattered tableware and tidying up the stall.

"Boss lady, please wait a moment."

Shen Jingshu's calm voice suddenly stopped her.

The proprietress paused for a moment, then quickly turned around, a slight doubt in her heart. She instinctively thought the bill had been wrong, and hurriedly said, "Young lady, what's wrong? Did I miscalculate the price? No way! I've been in business for over ten years; I know the prices of the dishes by heart. I just checked it twice; there's no way I could have made a mistake."

"It's not a matter of price."

Looking at her gentle and simple face, Shen Jingshu said in a calm and sincere tone, "Auntie, I know a little about physiognomy."

The slightly plump, round-faced proprietress stared at Shen Jingshu in astonishment.

She muttered to herself, feeling a sense of absurdity.

She usually held a certain reverence for fortune telling and metaphysics, but in her mind, fortune tellers and physiognomists were all elderly men with gray hair and beards, living under overpasses. Where had she ever seen such a young girl, who looked no different from a college student, claiming to know how to read faces and tell fortunes?

The proprietress hesitated before speaking, her tone clearly puzzled: "Young lady, I don't quite understand what you mean."

As soon as she finished speaking, she subconsciously began to speculate. It was probably just another one of those online gimmicks and tricks. Would they then ask for a fee, promising to avert disaster and resolve her calamities for a sum of money?

The expected rhetoric of profiteering failed to materialize.

Shen Jingshu simply gazed at her quietly, her eyes clear and bright, her expression solemn and serious, without a trace of mockery or any ulterior motive of deceiving people for money.

The serious gaze fixed on her made the usually relaxed proprietress feel inexplicably uncomfortable, and a faint unease quietly rose in her heart.

Seeing Shen Jingzhu's solemn expression, the proprietress subconsciously glanced around. Most of the customers had already left, leaving only a few tables empty. She pulled up a plastic stool, sat down next to Shen Jingzhu, and lowered her voice:

"Girl, what did you mean by that just now? What kind of calamity will I encounter in the next few days? Just tell me the truth."

She occasionally watches short videos and live streams, and has seen a lot of content related to metaphysics. In addition, Shen Jingshu's look just now really didn't seem like a joke, so the slight contempt in her heart faded away and she became more uneasy.

The proprietress quickly leaned closer, her tone urgent: "Girl, could you explain more clearly? What exactly is going to happen to me? Don't worry about the fortune-telling fee, I know the rules of your business. Just name your price, and I'll transfer it to you right away."

"128," Shen Jingshu said calmly.

"Okay!" The proprietress didn't hesitate for a moment and immediately scanned the code to transfer the money. She believed in these things anyway, and the price wasn't expensive; she just wanted peace of mind.

Shen Jingshu looked at her and said each word precisely:

"Your name is Li Xiuying, and you are 45 years old. You married your husband when you were 20, and it took you five years after your marriage to have a daughter. Over the years, you have only had this one daughter, and you have cherished her like a precious treasure."

Li Xiuying's expression suddenly changed, and she sat up straight instantly—these were things that the girl in front of her couldn't possibly find out so easily.

"This calamity in your family is all because of your daughter."

"You didn't know your daughter has secretly started dating someone, did you?"

"Huh?" Li Xiuying was completely stunned. "I...I don't know! She never mentioned it to me!"

Her daughter didn't get into university after high school, so the couple wanted her to attend a vocational high school and learn a trade. But the girl refused and wouldn't come to the shop to help out. She insisted on going out to work, and two years have passed in the blink of an eye.

The couple doted on their only daughter, providing her with plenty of financial support. They had already prepared a house for her and planned to buy her a car after she got her driver's license, indulging her every whim.

"It's one thing for her to have a boyfriend, but that man is no decent person at all; he's a lazy, good-for-nothing hoodlum."

Shen Jingshu's tone turned serious: "The two of you moved in together not long after you got together, and now your daughter is pregnant."

Li Xiuying's face turned pale instantly.

"Three days later, that scoundrel will instigate your daughter to sneak home, steal the money you and your husband have saved, and elope with you."

You and your husband happened to catch them rummaging through money at home.

In the heat of the argument, the thug became enraged, pulled out a knife, and stabbed your husband.

Your daughter was so terrified when she saw her father seriously injured that she went insane, which is why she thought of calling the police.