Master, Your Wife Has Become a Super Star Through Fortune-Telling-Chapter 24 - 26: Hair Loss Trouble

This was the first time Chen Zhaodi had ever seen such refined people. She couldn’t recognize designer brands, but the wealthy seemed to radiate light from head to toe. 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮

She quietly hid her hands behind her back. They were chapped and cracked, with yellow grime caked beneath her fingernails that wouldn’t wash out.

"My dear, I just saw this girl downstairs. The resemblance is just uncanny!"

"Yes, yes, my good girl..."

Xu Haitang’s hands trembled. The child who had disappeared seventeen years ago had now appeared so suddenly.

And what was even more incredible was that people in the bullet comments were now recognizing Xu Haitang and her husband.

[Whoa, isn’t that my advisor?]

[The commenter above, are you from Nanda University too?]

[Wha—? What’s going on?]

[I think that really is Professor Xu!]

A group of genuine academic aces emerged in the comments, quickly clarifying Xu Haitang’s identity.

Some even went as far as to dig up the identities of the entire family, unearthing the missing person notice Xu Haitang and her husband had published in the news when Chen Zhaodi first disappeared.

[No wonder the host said Chen Zhaodi’s troubles could be solved. I wish I had such capable parents too!]

[Forget it. Thinking about all the suffering Zhaodi went through, I think my parents are the best in the world.]

[I sincerely apologize. I can’t believe I doubted the host at first. Now I’m a true believer.]

[A distinguished professor from Nanda University, from a family of scholars... how could they possibly be putting on an act with the host?]

It was at this moment that Chen Zhaodi picked up her phone.

"Thank you all for your help, and thank you, Host. I have something I need to take care of now."

Su Nian said, "No problem, go ahead. Once everything is sorted out, remember to come back on the stream and tell us what happened next, okay?"

With that, Chen Zhaodi disconnected from the stream.

Although she was offline, her story was far from over.

[I’m camping this channel starting tomorrow. I have to see the ending.]

[This is just like a TV drama. I feel awful if I miss a day. Now there’s another cliffhanger, and I’m even more hooked. I practically want to live in this stream room.]

But Su Nian just curled her lip in a cruel smile. "It’s getting late. See you all tomorrow, same time!"

With that, she crisply ended the stream.

She slept until dawn, then began another day in the life of a rich girl. After a full day of non-stop shopping and eating, eight o’clock finally arrived.

For Su Nian, switching from a domineering heiress to Heavenly Venerable Bailian only required an eight o’clock alarm.

The stream started right at eight!

Su Nian began, "Hello everyone, and welcome to my stream. If you need a fortune-telling, a face reading, a marriage prediction, or a feng shui consultation, please give me a little follow."

With a face so beautiful it was almost criminal, Su Nian delivered the spiel she’d learned from other streams, editing and tweaking it to make it her own.

[The host is so beautiful and so talented. As a total slacker, I’m starting to feel seriously insecure.]

[I’ve been hanging around livestreams for years, and honestly, the host’s looks are among the best I’ve ever seen.]

[The thought of having such a huge beauty tell my fortune makes me a little excited.]

[Hey guy above, I know you’re eager, but hold your horses. Not just anyone can win that lucky draw.]

As these bullet comments scrolled across the screen, Su Nian glanced at the new followers and spoke again.

"I’m about to start the lucky draw. Same rules as always: whoever wins the draw sends a Carnival gift for one reading."

In just three seconds, Su Nian, now an expert at this, sent out the lucky draw. And in another second or two, it was claimed.

[Congratulations to Easy Breeze for winning the lucky draw.]

[Easy Breeze has gifted one Carnival.]

Su Nian immediately sent a video call invitation.

The man was in his forties or fifties, wearing glasses and a plaid shirt. He had a scholarly air, and if it weren’t for his seemingly thick head of hair, many people would have been able to guess his profession instantly.

[That’s the standard programmer uniform, except for the hair!]

[Not necessarily. What if there are programmers who aren’t bald?]

[All I can say is: unlikely! Very unlikely! Extremely unlikely!]

[I think he’s in the same line of work as me, but that thick hair makes me afraid to claim him as one of my own.]

Easy Breeze watched the bullet comments with a troubled expression, forcing back the words he wanted to say.

Finally, Su Nian asked, "Sir, what would you like me to divine for you?"

Easy Breeze rubbed his head, looking a little bashful.

"Host, you can just call me Zhang. I mainly want to ask about... my hair."

[I’m not just saying, but for real, he’s gotta be a programmer!]

[Hello everyone, my name is also Zhang. I’m a programmer, and I’m bald...]

[I really don’t get it. He already has so much hair, why is he asking about his hair?!]

[Exactly! I’m here hoping to get a reading on my love life. I’ve been single for twenty-five years.]

[Guy above, don’t sweat it. I’ve been single for thirty-five years...]

[You guys are so honest. Alright, I’ll be direct too. I’ve actually... been married to my first love for eight years!]

Seeing the bullet comments starting to go off the rails, Su Nian sighed.

With a single sentence, she pulled the audience’s attention right back.

"Zhang, why don’t you take off your wig first."

[What? A wig!]

[I knew it! He’s definitely one of us!]

[You’re not a very loyal colleague! How could you have such a realistic wig and not tell us sooner?]

Zhang looked embarrassed, but he took off the wig as he spoke.

"Host, you truly have real abilities. I can’t believe you could tell I was wearing a wig."

The moment he took the wig off, all the viewers were left utterly dumbfounded.

[Holy crap, this... this is...]

It was no wonder the viewers were so shocked. The only hair Zhang had left was a single fringe around the outside, which was now fluttering forlornly in the breeze.

The top of his head, meanwhile, was as shiny as a lightbulb.

And because Zhang’s skin was very pale, it even seemed to be sparkling under the lights.

For a moment, the blinding light stunned the viewers into silence.

[You don’t often see someone *this* bald...]

[What’s the difference between this and being completely bald?]

[There is a difference, guy above. He’s still got a ring of fuzz growing along his hairline.]

[With so little hair, you could probably give each strand its own name.]

Su Nian stared at the big, shiny, white head and was momentarily at a loss for words.

’Damn, he’s seriously bald...’

"Ahem, so... what’s the problem with your hair?"

"Host, you have to help me! My hair wasn’t like this before. Even though I’m a programmer, my family has good genes, so I’ve never had to worry about hair loss."

A strange look crossed Su Nian’s face, and the viewers grew even more restless.

[This? And you’re saying you don’t have hair loss problems?]

[Dude, you’ve gotta stop kidding yourself!]

[Bro, we know it’s awkward, but since you’re here for a reading, let’s just be real. No need for these empty words.]

Seeing that no one believed him, Zhang couldn’t take it anymore.

He turned and pulled out a photo. The timestamp on it was very recent—just one month ago.

And just as Zhang had said, the photo from a month ago showed him with a full, thick head of dark hair. It was so dense it looked like his scalp could barely contain it all.

You’d want to call in four or five barbers on the spot to undertake the massive project of thinning it all out.

So how did he end up like this?