A drone appeared above Wen Ying’s head. Following the system’s prompt, Wen Ying activated its stealth mode.

Only Wen Ying could see the drone hovering not far above her head.

[The wait was killing me! Doctor Wen is finally live!!]

[Doctor Wen! You’ve! Gone! Viral!]

[Another day of watching Doctor Wen’s consultations~]

[I’m new here. Is this streamer role-playing?]

Wen Ying looked toward the voice. A man in his forties or fifties, wearing a small felt hat, was sitting on a stool. In front of him lay an object resembling a bagua diagram and a cloth inscribed with words like "Fortune-Telling," "Character Reading," and "Love & Marriage Readings."

"Young lady, care for a love reading?"

The man’s eyes lit up when he saw Wen Ying. A wide smile spread across his face, revealing a set of unsightly teeth.

The drizzle had stopped, so Wen Ying folded her umbrella.

"How much is a fortune-telling session? And a love reading?"

"A hundred yuan per session. Not expensive, right? Young lady, let me tell you, you have to get a love reading before you get married. Your romantic fate impacts your entire life, your whole family."

[What is this plot twist? A psychologist going to a fortune-teller for a love reading? Isn’t that what psychology is supposed to handle?]

[The user above me is a fellow patient who totally gets Doctor Wen, hahaha!]

[This looks like an Ancient Street. Following typical web novel logic, is she about to go live treasure hunting?]

[And so begins another day of our psychologist not doing her actual job!]

[Has anyone else noticed? What kind of setup is the streamer using? The resolution is insane! And it’s a full 360-degree view. A drone?]

"Sir, do people still get their fortunes told these days?"

"What’s that supposed to mean, young lady? You don’t believe me? Fine, I’ll give you a reading right now. If I’m not accurate, you don’t have to pay!"

The fortune-teller declared magnanimously.

Wen Ying didn’t argue. She was also curious to see how skilled other fortune-tellers were.

"You don’t have a boyfriend, do you, young lady? And you’re hoping to find someone tall, rich, and handsome? But your family background is average, and your kinship line is short, which means you have very few relatives."

Wen Ying nodded. He was surprisingly accurate. In this world, she no longer had any family.

Seeing Wen Ying nod, the man grew even more Satisfied. "See? I was right, wasn’t I? So, how about it? Want a full reading? Let’s find out when you’ll get what your heart desires."

[No way, isn’t this guy obviously a scammer? The streamer’s about to fall for it!]

[Doctor Wen nodded, so it must be true! We really have never seen her family... Does that mean Doctor Wen is an orphan?]

"Sir, you’re more or less right. I’m all alone in the world. But how did you deduce that I want to marry into a wealthy family?"

The fortune-teller was just adopting an air of profound mystery, about to speak, when he heard the young woman continue, "You figured it was because I’m pretty, but my clothes and shoes are the cheap, three-for-a-hundred-yuan kind. A young woman like me wouldn’t come to a place like this to go bargain hunting; she must be here hoping for a chance encounter with a wealthy and influential man, right?"

The fortune-teller, who had been about to spin a grand tale, was momentarily speechless. The young woman had voiced his exact train of thought!

After all, he’d seen plenty of pretty girls trying to marry up.

"Oh, and by the way, based on all that, you deduced I don’t have a boyfriend. After all, a girl as pretty as I am at my age would only be able to find a poor guy to date."

The fortune-teller’s face stiffened, his eyes filling with wariness and displeasure. "Miss, are you here to ruin my business?"