Cannon-Fodder Heiress Turns the Tables by Fortune-Telling-Chapter 63 - 62 Save the Heart First (2 updates)

The man’s words were filled with despair, and the people nearby who pricked up their ears to listen also felt a jolt in their hearts.

But soon, these bystanders convinced themselves that if it weren’t for some insurmountable difficulty, he probably wouldn’t be wasting 2000 yuan on fortune-telling.

In a moment, these people had already imagined a host of scenarios—maybe he had some incurable disease, or perhaps his family had suffered a severe crisis.

Some even wondered if the man was heartbroken from being cuckolded and saw no hope in life.

Yun Ran spoke up: "Do you want to live?"

Her voice carried a hint of the languid casualness of someone just woken up, yet it seemed to be the perfect tool to dispel the Mist.

It gave the man the feeling of encountering an oasis in the desert; his tired eyes suddenly sparked to life.

"I want to, I want to live!"

Yun Ran nodded, a person who was struggling to survive even in desperate times and who came to her for help naturally deserved a hand, especially since she had taken the money.

Just as the man was about to pour out his problems, Yun Ran interrupted him. This time, she didn’t offer him a turtle shell but instead handed him a Divination Tube.

"Close your eyes and draw a lot at random."

The man obediently did as told and soon drew out a bamboo stick, then opened his eyes.

Seeing that it was the top lot, a look of disbelief flashed across his eyes, then his face showed a hint of grievance, but the aura of despair around him was also abruptly shattered.

[Host, how come you even have a Divination Tube? Don’t tell me all the lots inside are the top ones!]

Yun Ran rolled her eyes inwardly at Ginsengfruit: "Didn’t you see that this guy is almost shattered? This is a clear sign of a severe lack of hope.

At this time, letting him toss a copper coin and such would also allow me to understand the causal relationship, but he doesn’t understand divination, which would inadvertently increase his anxiety.

Saving a person starts with the heart; he’s in despair without confidence, so let’s give him confidence. With so many lots in the tube, he drew the top lot on the first try.

As long as he can read, he will believe the good fortune was his own doing, believe that he will find a way out of a dead end, and I can save myself the trouble of consoling him!"

Ginsengfruit silently gave Yun Ran a thumbs-up: [The Host is indeed awesome!]

Desperation was visibly rising to the man’s face.

Yun Ran pretended to take the bamboo stick seriously, then started calculating with great importance, looking just like a highbrow master to anyone who saw.

When Old Liu returned, he was startled to see many people gathered around the young lady’s stall and quickly squeezed through the crowd.

He saw Yun Ran shaking her head and calculating, his mouth twitching slightly. For a moment, he felt that the term ’God Stick’ had become personal.

But this was the young lady’s ’hobby’, and as her dedicated driver, he could only silently stand where he could protect Yun Ran at a moment’s notice, in case someone tried to hit her.

"Looks like your fortune has turned after reaching the extreme, although you’ve had some misfortunes, luckily you met me, and it’s not a big problem!"

Hearing Yun Ran’s words, the man’s despair, along with the longing in his eyes, dispersed by more than half.

"Master, what should I do?"

Yun Ran looked at the urgency on the man’s face, sighing slightly in her heart, thinking this person was truly unlucky.

She had heard plenty about true and false heiresses, but she never expected to now encounter a story about the true and false young masters.

"Thirty years ago, your parents were busy with work and left you in the care of relatives in the countryside, never imagining that those relatives were greedy.

Not only did they take the compensation from your parents, they also swapped you with their own grandson, and from that point on, your life was rewritten.

When you were five years old, your parents moved for work and took the false son back with them, feeling guilty.

Your parents catered to his every need, giving him the best education, the best resources, the best love—treating him like the apple of their eye would not be an exaggeration.

Twenty years ago, your parents went into business and are now somewhat famous clothing factory owners with a net worth over a billion.

That false son naturally rose with the tide, studied abroad, and even married a well-matched wealthy heiress, his life is like a story of pure good fortune.

But you, who were left behind by the relatives, were not treated well; it was either beatings or scoldings, and they even made you quit school at a young age.

However, you inherited your ancestor’s genes for hard work and endurance, starting by distributing flyers and ending up in sales, struggling and suffering through life’s hardships.

Finally, you rose to the position of sales manager and met like-minded people, nearly forming a home of your own.

Then tragedy struck: your brother—or rather, your relative’s second biological grandson—accumulated a huge gambling debt.

You had all of your savings snatched away, even your lover was nearly devoured by those devil-like people.

Those who hurt her were your family, you couldn’t do anything but endure the pain and let go of your lover, continuing to struggle in that vortex.

But those people still refused to let you go; they eyed your kidney, forcing you to sell it to pay their debts.

It was your former brothers-in-arms who saved you, getting you away from that family, but you had been brainwashed and disheartened by them for too many years, utterly lacking the will to resist.

Later, a manufacturer you once collaborated with met your biological parents and, seeing the resemblance, finally revealed your real identity.

Regrettably, your parents gave the false son too much love, which they simply couldn’t take back; he even gave them a pair of adorable grandchildren, a boy and a girl.

At first they felt guilty towards you, but the false son had not only an impressive record but also a powerful family by marriage.

With such a comparison, you gradually became the family’s backdrop, even a thorn stuck in the middle of their perfect life.

Your parents, to protect the false son and their family, not only failed to punish the relatives who kidnapped you.

They even helped them repay high-interest debts, bought them a big house in the town, and gave them a large sum of money, with the sole condition being they leave the false son undisturbed.

And most despairing of all, to display loyalty in front of the false son, they even set you up to sign several major contracts.

Time is running out, and if you can’t fulfill those contracts, you’ll be facing a long, unending prison sentence.

That false son even took this time to tell you... your former lover has married someone else..."

Bystanders, listening to Yun Ran narrate the man’s life story with a calm tone as if she were an outsider.

Yet they seemed to deeply feel the man’s struggling pain and despair.

Many of them were even discreetly wiping away tears: "Such a bitter fate~"