The Villain’s Mom Becomes Famous for Fortune-Telling and Gossip

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Yu Yuan had trained in the mystic arts under her master since childhood. She could have lived to a ripe old age, but then she suddenly suffered a heart attack and became the mother of the great villain in an underdog-to-powerhouse novel.

In the original story, the villain's mother was a cannon-fodder character who existed only in the villain's backstory. Her main role was to give the little villain a dark childhood, then die and naturally send him to an orphanage.

The gossip System bound to her spoke cheerfully: [Host, you've only got a week left before you kick the bucket. Get moving and start digging up gossip!]

Faced with a mountain of messes, Yu Yuan: "..."

No need to panic. These are all minor problems.

To save her life, she bound herself to a livestream gossip System. She read people's fortunes and dug up gossip on her livestream, while waiting for people to come pay her "hush money."

The onlookers compiled juicy gossip from all directions, including but not limited to: "The Phoenix Man CEO's Ghostly Father-in-Law," "The Dead Son's Cuckold," and "How Many Mistresses Do You Have, Anyway?" plus other hit dramas of the year.

At first, when the haters heard that the washed-up celebrity Yu Yuan was going to tell fortunes, they nearly died laughing. "Her education only goes up to high school, and she thinks she can tell fortunes? Let's see which sucker falls for it!"

That night, a wealthy matriarch posted @Yu Yuan: "Thank you for your guidance, Master. My grandson really isn't related to my family." She then publicly blacklisted the daughter-in-law who had cuckolded her deceased son.

The haters were collectively stunned.jpg: "Is this made up?"

Onlookers: "She's the entertainment industry's godmother. Does a washed-up celebrity really have the clout to get her to make this up?"

After that, wealthy young ladies who'd married Phoenix Men, rich women whose adopted children turned out to be their husbands' biological sons, director-level sisters whose younger brothers had bled them dry, and hapless CEOs whose ancestral graves had been dug up all came forward to collect their gossip. The haters were left dumbfounded.

What's more, huge scandals from the entertainment industry kept getting exposed. Every day, the studios would ask, "Hello, is this Sister Yu? Do you have any gossip about our artists today...? If you do, please don't rush to expose it. We can pay to buy it! Name your price!"

The haters, thoroughly face-slapped, twisted the corners of their clothes bashfully. "Um, Master Yu Yuan, could you tell my fortune in love?"

Yu Liang had a dream that he was the son of the cannon-fodder biological daughter in a fake-daughter-and-real-daughter novel, and that his mother was the early-dead cannon-fodder biological daughter.

Seeing his mother livestreaming in peaceful comfort nearby, little Yu Liang, terrified, grabbed the ghost friend he'd just met and told him about his nightmare.

The century-old Ghost King, who'd been dragged into working as a nanny, looked utterly despondent: "..."

Young Master, please stop messing around. With your mother's fighting ability, does she look like someone who'd ever get the short end of the stick?

Instead of worrying about all this nonsense, you'd be better off thinking about what to eat today. I still haven't made dinner...

Reading guide:

1. The male lead is a background character. The female lead isn't a cool, flawless type; she's a little laid-back and lazy, but incredibly powerful.

2. Besides telling fortunes, the female lead also deals with paranormal incidents. The pacing is generally slow to warm up.

3. There are thousands of great novels on Jinjiang. If this one isn't for you, just pick another! You don't need to tell me you're dropping it. Wishing everyone a happy day, every day.

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An Rong woke up one day in the interstellar era, where she became an unlucky miner working herself to the bone on a mining planet.

Other people transmigrate to the interstellar era and become heroines who pilot mechs or beloved darlings who rise to the top.

She transmigrates to the interstellar era and swings a mining pick until sparks fly.

To summon her golden finger, she'd screamed herself hoarse, eaten poisonous fruit and ended up in the hospital, and had to raise the two children left behind by the original owner while paying enormous medical bills.

An Rong: "..."

Just destroy the world already. I can't live like this.

Just as she was about to sell herself to the mine to repay her medical bills, her golden finger finally arrived.

[Ding!]

[The "Transmigrators' Mutual Aid Alliance" group chat is now online!]

Her group chat friends included a villainess who had transmigrated into a cultivation world, a substitute princess consort who'd transmigrated into an alternate ancient world, a real daughter fighting wits against a fake daughter in the modern world, a little O working hard to protect her chastity in a modern ABO world, and a necromancer trying to survive in a Western fantasy world.

An Rong: "..."

Why did everyone else transmigrate into such impressive identities, while she was just a miner swinging a pick until sparks flew?

But! Thanks to her group chat friends' support, a miner wouldn't be a miner forever!

[You've received a red packet containing a spirit-plant seed.]

[You've received a red packet containing ten taels of gold.]

[You've received a red packet containing fertilizer.]

[You've received a red packet containing pheromones.]

[You've received a red packet containing a magic formation.]

With this "Transmigrators' Mutual Aid Red Packet Group," An Rong left the mining planet, unleashed the planting talents of the Flower-Planting Nation, and became the largest supplier of food in the interstellar era.

Years later, a reporter interviewed her. "Ms. An, what supported you as you climbed step by step from a lowly miner to where you are today?"

An Rong smiled. "Of course it was a group of friends who truly cared about me."

Theme: Good deeds bring good rewards. Do good whenever you can.