The Eighties' Comparison Group? No Problem, My Fortune-Telling Is Spot-On

[Transmigration into a book, 1980s, metaphysics, 1v1, no bashing the original leads]

When it comes to bad luck, nobody can beat Jiang Xingzhou. Transmigrating into a book set in the 1980s would have been bad enough, but she ended up as the female lead's foil. The other woman's restaurant is thriving, while the Jiang family is worse off by the day.

Luckily, Jiang Xingzhou hasn't lost any of the metaphysical skills she had in her previous life. She turns every one of her family's potential troublemakers into a sweet, well-behaved little angel.

She sets up a fortune-telling stall and raises roe deer, and every now and then she can flirt with the big villain at home. Life couldn't be sweeter.

Customer 1: “I think my child has a fever. What should I do?”

Jiang Xingzhou: “No, your son peed on someone else's grave.”

Customer 2: “What about me? What's going on with me? I took a night bus once, and when I got back, a falling roof tile nearly killed my wife!”

Jiang Xingzhou: “Two marriage ties, one yin and one yang? Congratulations, you're about to get a ghost bride for free.”

“…”

After she gets involved in a human trafficking case and makes a name for herself across the country, letters come pouring in like snowflakes. Some express admiration, some ask for help, and some even confess their love.

At last, a certain villain gets anxious. He hugs someone and asks to borrow her good fortune: “Want to let me borrow some more of your luck? Maybe I should screen those letters for you first?”