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When the scratching began, he held little hope, just a nervous anticipation. Yuan Zhao started from the first row, but the expected numbers never appeared, leaving him feeling somewhat disheartened. He thought to himself, how could he possibly win?
However, when he finished scratching the last row, his eyes suddenly widened in disbelief. One million! It was actually one million! Yuan Zhao carefully confirmed it several times, and then, like a fool, he hugged the ticket to his chest and began to jump up and down in excitement. The master! Truly amazing! He was completely convinced now!
Yuan Zhao pulled out his phone to thank Ruan Fuxi, only to notice that the master had sent him another message: "By the way, there's one more thing. You will have two marriages, and your fate holds a daughter but no son."
Reading this, Yuan Zhao's excitement faded into calm. A daughter but no son. What about his son?
He began to recall the details of his relationship with his ex-wife. She had been his campus goddess, initially indifferent to his pursuit. Then suddenly her attitude changed; she accepted him and they quickly got married. Seven months into their marriage, she claimed their child was premature.
But Yuan Zhao started to notice something off. He wasn’t present during the delivery and didn’t know if it was truly premature, but a seven-month-old baby born seemed just as healthy as a full-term infant. Moreover, there wasn’t a single feature of his son that resembled him.
How could he not put it all together? It was such a blatant deception. He cursed himself for being so foolish, for unknowingly taking on someone else's burden.
Yuan Zhao gathered up his scratch-off tickets, preparing to claim his winnings. With this money, he no longer contemplated ending it all; instead, he was determined to pick himself up and start anew. As for his ex-wife and child, he would insist on getting tests done.
Yuan Zhao thought about this and lowered his head to type a message to Ruan Fuxi:
"Thank you, Master! I will never forget your kindness!"
However, Ruan Fuxi had already gone offline and naturally did not see his reply. Even if she had seen it, she wouldn't have felt anything special; it was merely a stroke of luck that was meant to be for him, and she had only offered a little guidance. If someone asked her to predict lottery numbers, Ruan Fuxi wouldn't even bother to respond.
Seeing that the Master hadn't replied, Yuan Zhao took another look at her page and noticed her latest update:
"I will be live streaming on Shark Platform tomorrow night at six o'clock. Those who want a fortune-telling, please come by."
Yuan Zhao immediately downloaded the Shark app, preparing to thank the Master then. Even though he didn't have much money at the moment, he wanted to send some gifts to show his support.
Afterward, Yuan Zhao posted an update from his own account:
"Thanks to the Master's guidance, I found the courage and confidence to start anew and realized the green hat I had been wearing. I used to doubt that there were any true masters online, but now I know my understanding was limited. From now on, the Master will be my greatest benefactor!"
He then shared screenshots of his chat with Ruan Fuxi along with a photo of his scratch-off lottery ticket that he had won. Yuan Zhao knew that because of the Master, he had been given a second chance in life, and he was determined to show his gratitude!
Ruan Fuxi, on the other hand, was unaware that she had gained a devoted fan because of this. At that moment, she was opening her window to let the moonlight pour in, absorbing the meager spiritual energy available. She couldn't waste any opportunity for cultivation given her potential.
Although the spiritual energy was thin, it was still better than nothing; increasing her cultivation level brought Ruan Fuxi the greatest sense of security. Meanwhile, Gui Gui quietly lay beside her.
The next day, Ruan Fuxi woke up and habitually picked up her phone to check her account. Seeing her rising follower count, she raised an eyebrow. It seemed she had sparked some interest again.
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