"Maybe! Almost no one could have reacted in time in that situation! I don't deny that you calculated it in advance, but I said that almost no one can do it. It's not that no one can do it!”
"I know you're talking about little brother, right?”、
" You don't know that little brother's skills are like a god descending to the mortal world. When we were in the underground palace of Qinling Mountains..."
"Lord Fatty!"
After Wu Xie called Lord Fatty, Lord Fatty smiled and did not continue speaking. Ian smiled faintly and did not say anything else.
"Just this alone makes it hard for me to believe that you're a fortune-teller!”
"I also know a secret about you. I just calculated it. Do you want to know?”
Upon hearing this, Wu Xie frowned slightly and looked at Ian curiously. He did not know if what Ian said was true or false!
Lord Fatty's interest was piqued, and he quickly asked.
"Really? What secret did you figure out about Wuxie? Come, come, tell me! I want to see what secrets he's hiding!”
Ian looked at Lord Fatty and smiled without saying a word. Then, he turned his gaze to Wuxie, looking as if he had already calculated his fate!
Facing the mysterious Ian, Wu Xie could not help but feel a little suspicious.
"What secret have you figured out about me?”
"I think it's better for you to know this secret yourself, don't you think?”
Wu Xie looked at Ian and then at Lord Fatty, who was sitting beside him.
"Hey, Wuxie, what secret do you have that I can't know?”
"Lord Fatty, leave for a moment. I want to hear what he has calculated for me!”
After exchanging a glance with Wuxie, Lord Fatty understood the meaning in his eyes. He immediately downed the beer in his glass, put down his glass, and left temporarily.
"Now, can you tell me what you've calculated?”
"You're sick!"
"What?"
Wu Xie was a little dumbfounded by Ian's words. He did not understand what he meant. Was he scolding him or saying that he was sick?
"I said you're sick!"
"You can even calculate this? To be honest, I think other fortune-tellers should at least write a word, ask for a fortune, get a birth date or something like that. You directly said that I'm sick without any evidence. This doesn't look like a fortune-teller!”
"Everyone has some problems more or less. No matter how you calculate it, it's always accurate, isn't it?”
Ian smiled and shook his head. He still looked at Wuxie with a mysterious smile.
"The illness that I calculated is not a minor illness, but…sigh, the heavens cannot be revealed. It's better for you to go to the hospital for a check-up before you see if what I said is accurate or not!”
Wu Xie saw a hint of pity in Ian's eyes. He could not help but frown slightly as he looked at Ian hesitantly.
"It's best if you go to the hospital alone for a check-up. I don't think you want Master Fatty to know about this illness!”
"Are you really just a fortune-teller?”
"He's really just a fortune-teller!"
At this moment, Lord Fatty returned after going out for a while. When he saw Wuxie's solemn expression, he could not help but frown and turn to look at Ian.
"What's wrong? Did you really calculate this correctly? Do you really know how to read fortunes? What secret did you figure out about Wuxie? Why do I feel like there's something wrong with him?”
"It's nothing!"
Ian smiled faintly and raised the wine glass in his hand. He clinked glasses with Wu Xie and Lord Fatty.
"Wuxie, what did he calculate that made you look so troubled? You two are so mysterious. You two are really boring!”
"Since you know how to read fortunes, then you should read my fortune too. Let's see when I'll have good luck in love!”
"In the near future!"
Mr. Fatty was looking at Ian expectantly. He did not expect Ian to say such a thing to him. It was the same as not saying anything.
"Isn't that equivalent to nonsense? I, Lord Fatty, will definitely have one in the future.”
"You can't say it. If you say it, it won't work. If you continue to be single, you can't blame me!”
"Really? Fine, fine, fine, then pretend that I didn't say anything!”
Wu Xie looked at the mysterious Ian and decided to go to the hospital to check if what Ian said was true.
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