Young Master, Your Fate Says You Need Me

She sat at her fortune-telling stall, stroking the fake beard on her chin, and gave the handsome young gentleman a sly smile. “My lord, I’ve made a little calculation, and it turns out there’s something missing from your fate... me.” Mu Fangjin’s mouth twitched. “I never would have guessed you had a taste for men, sir.” She remained as steady as a mountain, calm and silent. To her surprise, the fellow immediately smiled and said, “What a coincidence. I happen to have a taste for men too.”