Chapter 591: Chapter 591: Fortune-Telling Chapter 591: Chapter 591: Fortune-Telling Looking at the steaming cup of tea in front of him, Yi Huai found himself utterly uninterested. At this moment, he had a myriad of things to say, but when the words reached his lips, he couldn’t bring himself to speak.
Lu Yichen had been indifferent throughout, not saying a word, not even casting a glance at Yi Huai as if the man didn’t exist at all. All his attention was on Zhong Niangyao, as if she were his one and only.
Yi Huai didn’t feel the slightest displeasure at Lu Yichen’s disregard; in fact, he felt somewhat relieved. He was already very clear about the aura emanating from Lu Yichen. If Lu Yichen had really paid attention to him at that moment, it’s uncertain whether Yi Huai could have spoken at all.
However, even with Lu Yichen’s current neglect, Yi Huai was still very afraid. As for what he was about to say, he had no confidence whatsoever.
Zhong Niangyao seemed completely leisurely, as if everything happening around her had nothing to do with her. She didn’t ignore Yi Huai, in fact, after he sat down, she even smiled at him.
But upon seeing Zhong Niangyao’s smile, not a trace of warmth stirred in Yi Huai’s heart; instead, a chill welled up from the soles of his feet.
Clearly, Zhong Niangyao was just a young lady in her twenties, even mild and courteous in her interactions with him. However, he always felt that Zhong Niangyao wasn’t as simple as she seemed on the surface.
Moreover, he had the persistent feeling that Zhong Niangyao seemed to know everything. When they had met before, every single word she spoke seemed intended for his ears.
Thus, the three of them sat in silence, none willing to be the first to speak.
Finally, Zhong Niangyao spoke, “Uncle Yi, you came to see me today instead of grandpa. Is there something you need to discuss? You’ve been sitting for a while now; if you have something to say, you should speak up, right?”
“Or, did you come today just to check in on me, the daughter of Baili Lele?”
“I—” Yi Huai began, but after uttering just one word, he didn’t know how to continue. He thought of that person back home, and after gritting his teeth, he continued, “You should be very clear about why I came today!”
“Oh, Uncle Yi, why would you think so?” Zhong Niangyao asked innocently, shrugging her shoulders, “If we’re to be precise, this is only our second meeting; we can hardly say we understand each other. How could I possibly know the purpose of your visit this time?”
Watching Zhong Niangyao feign ignorance, Yi Huai was at a loss. He took a deep breath, about to speak, but Zhong Niangyao interrupted him.
“Uncle Yi,” Zhong Niangyao suddenly said, “I hear that the most impressive skill of the Yi Family is the Divination Skill, is that right?”
Divination Skill was, frankly, fortune-telling.
Yi Huai had not expected Zhong Niangyao to suddenly ask this question; he was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously nodded, immediately finding his reaction somewhat amusing.
Nearly all of the Hidden Families knew that the Yi Family excelled in the art of divination. Zhong Niangyao’s question seemed redundant and left him wondering what her intentions were.
“Speaking of which, Uncle Yi, we should be related by family, right?” Zhong Niangyao continued with a smile, “I also have some achievements in fortune-telling.”
“You can tell fortunes?” Yi Huai exclaimed in surprise.
It wasn’t that he thought fortune-telling was exclusive to the Yi Family; his surprise lay in the fact that he never imagined Zhong Niangyao could do it. She had always been raised in the Zhong Family, a wealthy family of the Imperial Capital, which didn’t hold much esteem in the eyes of the Hidden Families.
In fact, those prestigious families tended to be insignificant from their perspective since the Hidden Families practiced arts beyond the reach of ordinary people. They always felt a sense of superiority.
So, it had never crossed his mind that Zhong Niangyao might possess such skills.
However, regarding the sudden emergence of Lu Yichen and Zhong Niangyao, his heart still harbored the deepest caution, especially knowing that they were aware of all his actions.
Although he now heard Zhong Niangyao claim to know fortune-telling, he never conceived that her knowledge of everything was gleaned through divination.
He was well aware of the rule not to apply divination to oneself.
“Yes!” Zhong Niangyao nodded with a smile, “Uncle Yi, would you like me to foretell your fortune for you?”
At her words, Yi Huai’s expression froze, but he soon nodded, “Then please do tell my fortune.”
He was clear that Zhong Niangyao probably knew everything, but still, he didn’t know how to broach the subject. Moreover, he felt that since Zhong Niangyao knew it all, she must harbor deep-seated hatred for him. How could she still be willing to help him? Yet at this point, other than seeking out Zhong Niangyao, he had no other recourse.
But now, he was still unsure how to speak, so he might as well go along with Zhong Niangyao’s conversation. Besides, he could use the opportunity to observe what Zhong Niangyao really wanted to do.
Zhong Niangyao scrutinized Yi Huai’s face, her eyes narrowing slightly as a flicker of obscure light passed through them, “Uncle Yi, the palace of your spouse looks dim, even verging on blackening. It seems you may face the sorrow of losing your wife soon!”
She hadn’t noticed before, but now she finally understood who the person Yi Huai had been desperately trying to save was.
Hearing Zhong Niangyao’s words, Yi Huai’s face paled, and he stood up abruptly, knocking over the stool he was sitting on.
Yi Huai seemed oblivious to his action as he stared intently at Zhong Niangyao, a trace of ferocity flashing in his eyes, but he managed to rein it in, “Nianyao, stop joking around here.”
“Is it a joke? Don’t you know, Uncle Yi?” Zhong Niangyao asked with a smile, “Isn’t the reason you’re here because of this very matter?”
Immediately, Yi Huai’s expression turned even grimmer.
Although he had known that Zhong Niangyao must have been aware of everything, having it brought to light so abruptly still caught him off guard.
“Why so anxious, Uncle Yi?”
In contrast to Yi Huai’s dreadful expression, Zhong Niangyao remained much calmer. As she spoke, her face showed no change, making it impossible for anyone to discern her true thoughts.