Tang Yaoyao looked at the stiff-faced old man, and said, "Mr. Chen's eldest son was lost at the station at the age of five. You haven't found it for decades. I probably figured out his position."

After the old man listened, he only felt that his breathing stopped for a few seconds, and it took a long time before he realized what she had done.

I walked to her excitedly, and asked in a choked voice, "Do you know where my son is?"

Tang Yaoyao closed her eyes slightly, sensed according to his bloodline, opened her eyes again, and replied: "He was in Wucheng, adopted by well-wishers, and lived well. Now he is a teacher of the people."

"Really? He really had a good time?"

At that time, it was a winter, the family was poor, the child was thinly dressed and lost. He searched for so many years without results. He even thought that he was already...

Tang Yaoyao nodded: "He married a wife and has twin sons. He is a math teacher at Wucheng No. 2 Middle School. Mr. Chen should be able to find it now."

The old man’s heart is full of flavours, and he is already in tears: "If I can find him, I will thank you again. Thank you Miss Tang. I was short-sighted before. I apologize to you."

With that, he bent his legs and was about to kneel down in front of her.

Tang Yaoyao hurriedly helped him: "You met me, point me to the maze, let your father and son continue, don't be grateful, this is also fate."

"Thank you Miss Tang, thank you, thank you so much."

The old man said thank you several times before looking at Huo Yu again.

Huo Yu was shocked in his heart, and nodded again: "Uncle Chen, go, the child's business is more important."

After Mr. Chen left, there was a man who was really fragrant, blushing and asked: "Fortune-telling can observe the law of people, is it true or not?"

"Whether a person is evil, rich or poor, can indeed be perceived through the face, but it cannot be summarized in all. Look at your fingers, look at your hamstrings, if you want to look organized, it's all in words."

There was a sudden surging in the hearts of everyone, and it felt like they had just started Feng Shui, loving and obsessed.

Another woman came over and said respectfully: "Miss Tang, can you tell me whether I am rich or not? Can I decide by looking at my face?"

Tang Yaoyao played with her little finger, and said with a smile: "Of course you can. Give me your birth date, and I will calculate it according to your face."

As soon as the others heard it, no matter where they could stand, even the few reserved people before crowded over.

"Miss Tang, can you count when I can get a wife?"

"Master, master, do you think there will be ups and downs in my life?"

"Master Tang, can you please figure out whether my son and my daughter-in-law will have a happy marriage?"

"Master, help me calculate, will the construction site I just built add value and make a lot of money?"

These people had forgotten the righteous words before and drove her away.

Rosie looked at all this blankly, clasped her hands tightly, and almost pinched blood.

How could this be?

Tang Yaoyao can actually tell a fortune?

So what Tang Yaoyao said to her before was true?

She has no relationship with Ziyi brother?

Subconsciously raised his head to look at him, it turned out that the place where he was standing was already empty.

Rosie was stunned. Suddenly, she saw his handsome face in the crowd, his slender legs stepping on the wind.

There is one more.

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