Before his death, my grandfather left a last word: no fortune-telling is allowed before the age of eighteen.
I endured it for eighteen years, until the school beauty cornered me in an alley and asked me to count her in marriage.
I took a look at her palm and said she was going to suffer a bloody disaster tonight.
The school beauty called me crazy. Ten minutes later, she ran back with a look of horror on her face.
Since then, big bosses from all walks of life have regarded me as a god, the richest man begged me to change my name, and the female CEO asked me about my fortune every day.
And the yellowed old book left by my grandfather contains a shocking secret about my life experience...
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