Chi Jiao sat up on the recliner and looked at the door.
It was Yun Yumeng.
Her eyes lit up the moment she saw Chi Jiao.
Yan Qingqing also saw Yun Yumeng and smiled as she walked towards her. The two of them hugged.
“Teacher Yun, I missed you so much!” Yan Qingqing smiled.
“Little Qing is still as beautiful as ever.” Yun Yumeng chuckled.
At this moment, two more people entered the shop.
A dark glint flashed across her eyes the moment Chi Jiao saw Ruan Xiaoxiao.
Ruan Xiaoxiao didn’t expect to see Chi Jiao here and was stunned.
Beside her, Sheng Qian looked around with disdain.
If he hadn’t seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn’t have believed that a fortune-telling shop would dare to open its business in a downtown business district!
It was already 2020. Did people still believe in such things?
It was really too easy for a scammer to do business.
Yun Yumeng walked up to Chi Jiao and reached out her hand with a smile. “Miss Chi, nice to meet you.”
With that, she took advantage of the fact that her back was facing Sheng Qian and Ruan Xiaoxiao to wink at her.
Chi Jiao smiled and reached out to shake her hand. “Hello, Teacher Yun.”
Meanwhile, Ruan Xiaoxiao finally returned to her senses.
“Jiaojiao, why are you here?” She walked up to Chi Jiao and asked.
“Why can’t Jiaojiao be here? She owns this shop,” Yan Qingqing said coldly.
She appraised this girl in front of her.
Yan Qingqing was a shrewd person herself, and she deduced that Ruan Xiaoxiao was obviously the kind of girl who appeared innocent and charming but was actually manipulative and calculative.
“Do you all know each other?” Sheng Qian also walked over, his puzzled gaze lingering on Yan Qingqing, Chi Jiao, and Ruan Xiaoxiao.
He knew Yan Qingqing and her status in society.
Therefore, he didn’t understand how she became involved with a fortune-teller.
She didn’t look like such a foolish person.
“I only know Jiaojiao, not this woman.” Yan Qingqing pointed at Ruan Xiaoxiao rather rudely.
Being repeatedly targeted by Yan Qingqing, Ruan Xiaoxiao’s expression turned a little ugly.
“Miss Yan, when did you start to believe in such superstitions?” Sheng Qian looked at Yan Qingqing mockingly.
Yan Qingqing narrowed her eyes. “Sheng Qian, you have no right to question my actions. If you have nothing good to say, you better shut up.”
Sensing the threat in her tone, Sheng Qian’s nerves got a jolt.
He suddenly recalled that one of his brothers had been bewitched by Yan Qingqing’s beauty and tried to make an aggressive move on her. In the end, he was beaten up by her and couldn’t get out of bed for a week.
This woman had won the national boxing championship before.
He was really no match for her.
However, Sheng Qian didn’t want to admit defeat in front of Ruan Xiaoxiao.
“It’s not that I have doubts about you. It’s just that there are too many fraudulent fortune-tellers these days. I’m worried that you will be cheated.” As Sheng Qian spoke, his mocking gaze landed on Chi Jiao.
“Ah Qian, what are you talking about? You’re so rude!” Yun Yumeng looked at him unhappily.
“Mr. Sheng, don’t say that. Jiaojiao is not a fraud. She’s my younger cousin,” Ruan Xiaoxiao hurriedly said. She even looked at Chi Jiao apologetically. “Jiaojiao, Mr. Sheng didn’t mean to insult you. Don’t be angry.”
