"Alright, I’ll give you one chance. If you can make my daughter stay, I’ll pay the one thousand yuan!"

The fortune teller’s eyes were filled with resolve as he stared at Wen Ying.

"If your daughter goes with him, her future will be a living hell. I know some people think the grass is always greener overseas—that life is better, that foreign men know how to spoil their wives better. That’s all complete nonsense! It’s nothing more than a promotional tactic deliberately pushed by people with ulterior motives."

As she said the last part, Wen Ying looked straight into the camera.

The viewers in the live stream could see Wen Ying looking right at them, but the fortune teller just thought her behavior was a bit unhinged.

’Then again, aren’t all people with real skills a little strange?’

[Well said, Doctor Wen! Just for saying that, I’m a fan for life!]

[I’m with the comment above! I can’t believe I found a streamer with such solid principles! You know how all the other popular streamers on this platform go on and on about how great other countries are, like they wish foreigners were their mom and dad! And some people actually fall for that crap!]

[Born Chinese, die Chinese! I love my country!] 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

A wave of patriotism surged through the live stream’s comments.

"Could you ask your daughter to come here? I need to see her in person to tailor the right approach. Only then will it work."

"Alright, I’ll call her right now!"

The fortune teller took out his phone and, in front of tens of thousands of people he was unaware of, called his daughter. He told her his "illness" was acting up and asked her to come over.

After hanging up, the fortune teller looked at Wen Ying with a worried expression. "What if that guy comes with her? Will this still work?"

"Trust me. Once the thousand yuan hits my account, any psychological issue can be completely cured!"

The fortune teller gave Wen Ying a strange look. ’Isn’t that a line someone like me, a charlatan, should be saying?’

’Why is this psychologist acting more like a fraud than an actual fraud like me?’

’Has the world changed, or have I just become obsolete?’

The fortune teller was lost in thought for a moment, until a voice saying, "Time to pay up!" snapped him back to reality.

"Uh... can’t I pay after the treatment is over?"

The fortune teller had fully slipped into his role; he was now a patient with a psychological disorder!

’But it’s not like a patient’s money grows on trees!’

"No way." The two simple words shattered the fortune teller’s psychological defenses.

He gritted his teeth, trembling slightly. "If you dare scam me, I’ll drag you to the police station myself!"

The fortune teller, thinking himself quite clever, added a memo to the transfer: *Consultation fee. To be refunded if treatment is unsuccessful!*

Wen Ying pretended not to see his smug look. "I’m live-streaming, by the way. Do you mind, sir?"

"I don’t mind! I know you young people make a living with all this stuff we old folks don’t understand. As long as you solve my problem, helping with your live stream is the least I can do!"

[SHOCKER! The fortune teller can’t see the live stream equipment?]

[I have a half-baked theory... does the streaming equipment even exist?]

[Person above, get out more! Haven’t you ever heard of high-tech stuff? It’s probably like a pinhole camera, so it’s normal that regular people can’t see it. That stuff is only for the rich!]

[But Doctor Wen... is obviously so broke.]

Seeing that last comment, Wen Ying almost burst into tears.

’Finally! Someone saw through her tough exterior and understood her true essence! She really was dirt poor!!!’

"Dad! What’s this about your illness acting up?!"

An exasperated voice called out as a young woman who looked to be in her early twenties ran over.

The person following behind her was dressed in all black. One look and you could tell they were a foreigner.