When a Charlatan Meets a Fortune-Teller

It is a very nice novel. Both the writing and the concept are excellent in this type of novel. I read it for three days in a row. I really like it. The story has a bit of a criminal investigation flavor, and it is very good. The protagonists are quite likable and have their own characteristics. Even the supporting characters of ghosts are very interesting. Very nice. For someone like me who hates CP very much, it's really good to have such an emotional line that doesn't affect the narrative and the main line. Looking at the ratings, it seems that some people like to watch emotions so the ratings are low. It's really a pity. This kind of non-brained love is now a shortcoming? ! In fact, the author controls it very well. It is rare for a novel about ghosts and mystery to handle the emotional line so well.

(⸝⸝⸝ᵒ̴̶̷̥́ ⌑ ᵒ̴̶̷̣̥̀⸝⸝⸝) Love you thirty million times (๑•͈ᴗ•͈)❀ Send you flowers

Why are there so few super good-looking people?

There is no talk of love from beginning to end, but there is love everywhere

Lin Canghai and Meng Sansheng worked together with their employees to solve problems one by one. They all cared about each other and did not explicitly say that they were together, but there was ambiguity everywhere. In the end, Lin Canghai and Meng Sansheng even "eloped" together. It's a short sweet story about not to abuse your mind.

The writing is very beautiful, I like it very much. The ending shocked me. I didn't expect Lin Canghai's identity. The content is wonderful and worth watching. Come on＾0＾~

In fact, the feelings are very obscure and there is no obvious expression, but they go straight to the heart! The two male protagonists are very good, Canghai is also very smart, Sansheng is also great, everyone has their own characteristics, ah! Beautiful!

Good-looking, ambiguous, hazy, see through without telling the truth [laughing evilly][laughing evilly]

I like it, but I always feel like there's something wrong with it I know, it's too clean, not even a kiss [almost crying]

The rest of my life is very long. There is no confession or talk of love, but love is reflected everywhere.