A single divination predicts life and death; the entire internet begs me to start a live stream.

10 PM.

There were 17 people watching Chen Bufan's live stream.

Sixteen of them came to insult him.

[They're streaming again? These scammers are pretty dedicated.]

Master, yesterday you said I would have a bloody accident today, and I was bitten by a mosquito today. Was you right?

[Hahaha, be more precise, mosquitoes sucking blood can also be considered a bloody disaster.]

[Stop pretending, streamer. What era are we living in? Still live-streaming fortune telling?]

[I've already reported it. It's feudal superstition. Just wait for your account to be banned.]

In front of the camera, Chen Bufan was wearing a faded black short-sleeved shirt.

On the table sat an old copper coin, a vermilion pen, and a yellowed booklet with worn edges.

He glanced at the comments, his expression unchanged.

It's like they've been used to it for a long time.

"Three divinations for today."

Chen Bufan raised his hand and pressed the old copper coin onto the table.

His voice wasn't loud, but his tone was steady.

"Half price for good karma".

"The number of bad people has doubled."

The comments section erupted in laughter.

[Hahahaha, this is hilarious! Do scammers even distinguish between good and evil?]

[Hey streamer, why don't you figure out when you got banned?]

I've calculated it. In three minutes.

[Don't wait three minutes, I'm reporting it right now.]

Chen Bufan picked up the water glass on the table and had just taken a sip when a live chat request suddenly popped up in the background.

The profile picture is a professionally edited side profile photo.

The name is followed by the platform's gold certification badge.

——Shen Qingyue.

Chen Bufan paused, his fingers moving slightly.

The live stream chat paused for a moment.

The next second, more than a dozen people exploded at the same time.

[Holy crap? Did I see that right?]

[Shen Qingyue? Top-tier actress Shen Qingyue?]

Is this fake? A fake account?

[No! There's a gold label! It really is Shen Qingyue!]

Why would Yueyue come to a scammer's live stream?

Before Chen Bufan could even speak, the number of viewers in the live stream started jumping wildly.

twenty.

one hundred.

Three thousand.

Ten thousand.

fifty thousand.

One hundred thousand.

The number of online users in the upper right corner of the screen skyrocketed like crazy.

In less than half a minute, the live stream completely crashed.

The barrage of comments was so dense that you could barely see people's faces.

【Qingyue is here!】

[Front row group photo!]

What kind of live stream is this?

Is Yueyue here to expose a fake?

[Hahaha, the scammer streamer is finished; he's run into a top influencer.]

The live stream screen lit up.

On the other side of the screen, Shen Qingyue sat in the dressing room.

She wore a white haute couture gown, her makeup was exquisite, and her eyebrows and eyes were as beautiful as a painting.

An assistant and a makeup artist stood behind him.

There are also two cameras.

Clearly, she didn't just randomly click on this link.

She came prepared.

Shen Qingyue looked at the camera and smiled gently.

"Good evening, Master Chen."

As soon as she opened her mouth, the live stream chat started flooded with comments again.

【Ahhh, Yueyue is so beautiful!】

【Wife! 】

[What makes this scammer so special that he got to do a live stream with my wife?]

[Master? Hahaha, Yueyue's tone is so sarcastic and sarcastic.]

Chen Bufan leaned back in his chair, looking at her calmly.

"Fortune telling?"

Shen Qingyue's smile deepened.

"yes."

She tilted her head slightly, speaking as if she were chatting, but her eyes were full of scrutiny.

"I've heard you're very accurate with your calculations."

"Netizens say that you can read faces and predict fate, and you can calculate the causes and consequences."

"Perfect timing, I also have a question I'd like to ask you recently."

Chen Bufan remained silent.

Shen Qingyue picked up the coffee on the table and took a small sip.

"Aren't you good at fortune telling?"

She looked up at the camera, and her smile suddenly turned cold.

"Then you calculate, when am I getting married?"

The live chat exploded instantly.

【Here it comes!】

[Openly debunking fakes!]

[This is an amazing question! Who would dare to casually reveal a female celebrity's wedding date?]

[Hahaha, the scammer is about to be exposed.]

If he dares to give a date, we'll see him trending on social media tomorrow.

[Shen Qingyue's million-strong fan base is ready; streamer, you'd better think carefully before you speak.]

Shen Qingyue leaned back in her chair, a slight smile playing on her lips.

She knew exactly what she was doing.

Recently, online live streams featuring metaphysics have become popular, with a bunch of so-called masters pretending to be mystical and swindling money and traffic.

Her team was just about to produce a public service short film about "celebrities exposing superstitions and debunking myths".

Chen Bufan was the target they chose.

There were only a dozen or so people in the live stream room originally.

nameless.

abjection.

Easy to handle.

She can expose him on the spot if he dares to say anything wrong.

If he speaks vaguely, she can force him to give a specific answer.

Anyway, she's not going to lose this game.

Shen Qingyue looked at Chen Bufan and deliberately added:

"Master, don't say anything about heavenly secrets not being revealed."

"There are so many people watching today."

"You can't just not give me a straight answer, can you?"

The number of viewers in the live stream has exceeded 300,000.

The platform's backend was alerted.

The comments were as fast as snowflakes.

[Speak up! Why are you suddenly silent?]

Scared yet?

Don't be a coward, Master.

If you can't figure it out, apologize and leave the website.

[Feudal superstitions get out of live streaming platforms!]

Chen Bufan, however, never looked at the comments.

His gaze fell on Shen Qingyue's face.

Between the eyebrows.

Outer corner of the eye.

The Palace of Marriage.

Fate line.

His previously calm gaze suddenly darkened.

The smile on Shen Qingyue's face was still there.

But a faint wisp of black smoke, like a thin thread, extended from behind her ear at the end of her eyebrow.

It's not a peach blossom.

It's not a predestined relationship.

It's death energy.

Moreover, it has been going on for a long time.

Chen Bufan raised his hand and gently pressed his fingertip on the copper coin on the table.

The copper coin trembled slightly.

Are you sure you want to ask?

His voice lowered slightly.

Shen Qingyue smiled.

"certainly."

She looked at the camera, as if afraid Chen Bufan would change his mind, and deliberately emphasized:

"I, Shen Qingyue, am asking you this today in front of the entire internet."

When am I getting married?

Chen Bufan remained silent for two seconds.

The live stream chat was full of messages urging them to hurry up.

[Speak quickly!]

Don't pretend to be profound!

It's pointless to just muddle through like that.

[Don't be afraid, Yueyue, we recorded it!]

[The scammers are going to get caught today!]

Chen Bufan finally spoke.

"You can't get married."

The entire live stream seemed to have been paused.

The chat went silent for a moment.

Shen Qingyue's smile froze for a moment.

But soon, she laughed again.

Why?

She stared at Chen Bufan, her tone already cold.

"Master Chen, what do you mean by that?"

"Are you saying I'm unwanted, or that my marriage is bad?"

Do you know what the consequences of your words will be?

The barrage of comments exploded instantly.

【? ? ? 】

Are you crazy?

[Are you cursing my Qingyue?]

[You're finished, streamer. Lawyer's letter warning.]

[Account banned! This account must be banned!]

[They've thrown away all shame for clicks?]

[Yueyue just announced her engagement not long ago, right? He's saying they can't get married?]

[They're really going all out, spreading rumors about female celebrities' marriages.]

Shen Qingyue's assistant's expression also changed, and he immediately leaned close to her ear and whispered:

"Qingyue, should we unmute our microphones?"

Shen Qingyue did not break it.

She stared at Chen Bufan on the screen, her smile completely gone.

"master."

She said, word by word:

"You've already said it, you'd better explain yourself."

Chen Bufan looked at her.

His tone remained calm.

"Even if I explained it, you might not be able to handle it."

Shen Qingyue sneered.

"What is there that I can't bear?"

"My fiancé comes from a respectable family and is a good person. Our relationship is stable, and we are already discussing the wedding date."

"You told me in front of so many people today that I can't get married."

"Or, produce the evidence."

"Or, I'll have my lawyer contact you."

The screen was flooded with comments.

Sue him!

【Qingyue, don't give him face!】

[The liar is just being stubborn.]

These kinds of people are taking advantage of celebrities who won't dare to cause a big scene.

[Where's the platform? Why hasn't it been shut down yet?]

Chen Bufan suddenly asked:

"What's your fiancé's name?"

Shen Qingyue narrowed her eyes.

"Is this any of your business?"

Chen Bufan said calmly:

"You don't have to say it."

"But the name he used was not his real name."

Shen Qingyue's expression changed slightly.

It's very light.

If the camera hadn't been pointed directly at her, almost no one would have noticed.

The comments section had already caught it.

Wait, hasn't Yueyue's expression changed?

[No, right? Don't spread rumors.]

The streamer is starting to lie.

It's normal for female celebrities' fiancés to use stage names or pseudonyms.

Shen Qingyue put the coffee cup back on the table.

The bottom of the cup hit the table with a "click".

"continue."

She said coldly.

"I'd like to hear what else you can come up with."

Chen Bufan's gaze fell on what was behind her.

The lights in the dressing room were very bright.

But in the mirror behind Shen Qingyue, there was only her reflection.

Her assistant and makeup artist were clearly standing next to her.

Half of the reflection was missing from the mirror.

Chen Bufan's eyes darkened.

Have you been having the same dream a lot lately?

Shen Qingyue's fingers tightened.

Chen Bufan continued:

"There was a wedding room in my dream."

"Red bed sheet."

"A double happiness symbol hangs above the bed."

"The window does not open."

"Someone is sitting on the edge of your bed with their back to you."

"Every time you try to see his face clearly, he asks you a question."

Shen Qingyue's face finally turned pale little by little.

Chen Bufan looked at her and slowly uttered the last few words:

"Qingyue, why won't you marry me?"

The dressing room was deathly quiet.

Shen Qingyue almost dropped the coffee cup in her hand.

The assistant stared at her in shock.

"Sister Qingyue..."

The live stream chat was in complete chaos.

[Holy crap? Really?]

[Shen Qingyue's expression is off!]

Did she really dream about it?

[No way, really?]

[It's a script! It's definitely a script!]

[A top celebrity acting out a script with a nobody streamer? Are you out of your mind?]

I'm suddenly a little scared.

Shen Qingyue gritted her teeth and forced herself to calm down.

"You investigated me?"

Her voice was strained.

"Did you buy my private information in advance?"

Chen Bufan shook his head.

"Your dream is not a dream."

"It's about pressuring them to get married."

Shen Qingyue suddenly looked up.

"Shut up!"

That sound was too urgent.

Even she herself realized that she had lost her composure.

The chat in the live stream was even more frenzied.

[My defenses have been broken!]

She panicked!

[No way, you actually predicted it?]

[Qingyue, don't be afraid, just call the police!]

[Call the police? Isn't this streamer just spreading rumors?]

Chen Bufan ignored the comments.

He simply looked at Shen Qingyue and said, word by word:

"You asked me when I'm getting married."

"I'll tell you now."

"You can't get married."

"Because your fiancé died three years ago."

boom!

The live stream chat exploded.

The number of online users has exceeded 800,000.

The barrage of comments was dense, like an avalanche.

【? ? ? ? ? ? 】

He's gone mad! He's really gone mad!

[Her fiancé is dead? Then who is this now?]

[How much compensation will be awarded for spreading rumors that a top celebrity's fiancé has died?]

[You're doomed, streamer!]

[Quickly record your screen! This is sure to trend!]

[Wasn't Shen Qingyue's fiancé photographed picking her up from get off work just a few days ago?]

Yes! They even held hands!

So the streamer was talking about ghosts?

Don't scare people so late at night!

Shen Qingyue suddenly stood up.

The chair slid backward with a screeching sound after being hit.

Her face looked extremely pale.

"Chen Bufan!"

This was the first time she had called him by his full name.

Do you even know what you're saying?

"My fiancé is alive and well!"

"He'll be picking me up tonight!"

"You're cursing him to die in front of the entire internet, do you think I won't dare sue you?"

Her voice was trembling.

It's not anger.

It was more like fear being suppressed by anger.

Chen Bufan picked up the old copper coins on the table.

The coin flipped between his fingers, making a crisp, light sound.

"I didn't curse him."

"The dead don't need my curses."

Shen Qingyue's eyes reddened.

"Shut up!"

She reached out to disconnect the call.

But just then, Chen Bufan suddenly spoke:

"Don't hang up."

Shen Qingyue's finger stopped on the screen.

Chen Bufan stared at the door behind her.

The voice turned cold.

"Don't open the door now."

Shen Qingyue was taken aback.

"What?"

Chen Bufan said:

There's something outside that door behind you.

The live stream chat paused for a second.

The next moment, there was a knock on the door outside the dressing room.

thump.

thump.

thump.

Not too light, not too heavy.

It's very regular.

Shen Qingyue froze on the spot.

The assistant glanced instinctively at the door, his face turning pale.

A gentle male voice rang out from outside the door.

"Qingyue."

"it's me."

"I've come to take you home."

In the live stream, a million viewers heard this sentence simultaneously.

Shen Qingyue's pupils suddenly contracted.

Because that voice belonged to her fiancé.

Chen Bufan looked at the screen and slowly pressed down the copper coin in his hand.

"I said that."

He died three years ago.

"That thing outside the door right now isn't human."