He was just about to make a move when someone suddenly spoke up ahead of him.
It completely disrupted Bai Jinghong’s train of thought.
Which instantly annoyed him.
“Tch, reading Destiny Patterns? Like I can’t do that? President Liu, I’ve figured out your destiny too!” a voice declared.
This drew many eyes to the speaker.
“President Wang, you must be joking, right?” someone nearby asked.
That President Wang was thoroughly confident. “This punk is just tricking everyone. By that logic, I figured it out too.”
“Some ‘Suide Pattern’ or whatever—I don’t get all that.”
“But what I saw is that President Liu has big palms!”
“The bigger the palm, the lonelier you are. The bigger the palm shows unease. Anyone could see that!”
Everyone paused. Somehow, that seemed… somewhat logical?
“Dammit…”
Hearing that bastard’s words, Ye Chen nearly cursed out loud.
Damn it, pure hindsight grandstanding. And the way he put it made it sound like he, Ye Chen, was the one running a scam!
But no matter what others said, Ye Chen had been right.
That chubby Mr. Liu had personally confirmed it.
Now it was the so-called Master Xiong’s turn.
Bai Jinghong knew about this Master Xiong.
Of course, only from the original story.
Ye Chen calling him a con artist was only half right.
Because this so-called Master was just like a street vendor, only with better self-packaging. His goal was naturally to infiltrate wealthy circles and make money.
Compared to Ye Chen, he had zero chance. Bai Jinghong would have to do it himself!
As far as Bai Jinghong was concerned, his motto remained: “Far ahead, I’m far ahead…”
Ye Chen looked at the con artist Master Xiong, then smiled and pointed at himself. “Master Xiong, why don’t you read my destiny?”
Ye Chen dropped a bombshell.
Master Xiong felt a twinge of panic. He had plants in the audience.
But being put on the spot like this, with Ye Chen as the target, what was he supposed to do?!
“What’s wrong? Can’t Master Xiong deduce it?”
Ye Chen smirked lopsidedly, full of contempt.
“Ah, well…”
Master Xiong steeled himself and started putting on an act, pretending to calculate.
“Your name is Ye Chen… you’ve been to prison…”
Master Xiong babbled nonsense based on the information he’d just gathered from the crowd’s earlier comments.
“Heh… and that’s your Destiny Reading?” Ye Chen scoffed derisively.
“Trash!” Bai Jinghong cursed. Then, under the watchful eyes of the crowd, he stood straight up.
“This garbage really is useless. How about This Young Master plays a round with you?”
Bai Jinghong’s words were laced with supreme confidence.
Ye Chen looked at Bai Jinghong, and his heart leaped with joy.
This Playboy Young Master was practically serving himself up for humiliation. Perfect, just perfect!
Bai Jinghong smiled. “Didn’t you just suggest reading your own Destiny Pattern? Then let me do it!”
Qin Chuchu and the others were astounded.
Since when did Bai Jinghong know these things?!
Worry for Bai Jinghong crept into their hearts.
While there might be no severe consequences, the eldest young master of the Bai family losing face was a serious matter!
“Fine, teach me then,” Ye Chen sneered coldly.
“Reading a Destiny Pattern is nothing much. Let me deduce some things about your life, Ye Chen, and your background!”
Bai Jinghong’s mischievousness immediately flared up. He was ready to show Ye Chen the true meaning of humiliation!
“Ye Chen. Father: Ye Yingjun. In his early years, he was a live-in son-in-law for a family in Dragon Sea. Due to some mental illness, he used his low status as an excuse to have an affair with another woman, producing a son and a daughter!”
The moment Bai Jinghong said this, Ye Chen’s face contorted into a ferocious mask.
The crowd was stunned. “What the hell? A live-in son-in-law dared to cheat?”
“So this kid’s a bastard!”
Bai Jinghong continued. “Later, your father was expelled from that family. On a trip to work with that wretched mother of yours, they got into a car accident. Both kicked the bucket on the spot.”
“Thus, you and your sister were left to fend for each other.”
“Four years ago, your sister died in an accident on a rainy night. You were imprisoned for attempted murder and just recently released!”
Bai Jinghong was ruthless; every single word was like carving a piece out of Ye Chen.
Then, Bai Jinghong deliberately wiggled his fingers as if calculating. “Hmm… my deduction also shows that in prison, you somehow managed to meet the most important benefactor of your life!”
“Transforming from a useless trash who never accomplished anything into scum barely presentable in public. Hmm… not bad!”
“How did my deductions go?” Bai Jinghong wore a harmless smile, looking completely innocent.
Ye Chen was already burning with towering rage.
Bai Jinghong had humiliated his parents, humiliated him, and dared to bring up what happened four years ago. What was this if not a blatant provocation?
If not for all the eyes on him, he would kill Bai Jinghong right now.
Bai Jinghong’s words shocked everyone present. The venue erupted into an uproar.
Everyone was cursing Ye Chen.
Some of the insults were especially harsh.
The only person on Ye Chen’s side, Wen Chunyu, also couldn’t stand by any longer.
She knew Bai Jinghong. He was outrageously arrogant.
But such a vicious humiliation of Ye Chen was something she couldn’t tolerate.
“Young Master Bai, wasn’t your choice of words a bit improper? Do you even call that a reading?”
Bai Jinghong turned to her with a mild smile. “Oh? Speaking of which, looking at you, I’ve deduced a few things too.”
“For you, no mole on the chest means it’s hard to become a ‘big vessel’!” (A/N: Mole/Chest/Vessel pun)
“You…!” Wen Chunyu gritted her teeth, almost collapsing from fury.
Wasn’t he just calling her flat-chested? It was clearly because her clothes were loose, so it wasn’t obvious!
But she couldn’t exactly whip them out to prove Bai Jinghong wrong, could she?
Still, as the Eldest Miss of Thunder Hall, she managed to control her emotions quite well at this juncture.
“Young Master Bai, if you can read one more person on the spot correctly, then in this round, we will admit defeat!”
Wen Chunyu’s use of “we” made it abundantly clear she was speaking on Ye Chen’s behalf.
Ye Chen was still gnashing his teeth, too enraged to speak.
“Fine, pick anyone at random,” Bai Jinghong said nonchalantly.
Damn, he’d already copied Ye Chen’s Feng Shui Physiognomy. Plus with his foreknowledge of the plot and characters, whose information didn’t he know?
Wen Chunyu was a smart woman. She knew this round was lost.
But she still wanted to get a jab in for Ye Chen. So, she directly pointed at Wu Kai, who had been insulting Ye Chen earlier.
Since Bai Jinghong’s words were so venomous, letting him read this Wu Kai’s destiny could serve as a way to vent Ye Chen’s anger through another’s mouth.
“Him!”
Being singled out, Wu Kai was stunned. “Huh? What the hell does this have to do with ‘Limbei’ (me)?”
Young Master Bai seemed to have real abilities, given how precisely he’d spoken.
What if he blurted out that he, Wu Kai, spied on his stepmom bathing while polishing the rifle? What then?
Bai Jinghong chuckled. “Fine!”
He looked at Wu Kai and roughly summarized Wu Kai’s background, omitting the specific polishing-the-rifle details.
But as Bai Jinghong spoke, his tone suddenly shifted. “There’s a baleful aura between your brows. In recent days, your family’s Feng Shui has likely been sabotaged by some bastard!”
He put heavy emphasis on the word “bastard.”
That woman Wen Chunyu wanted to use him to vent for Ye Chen? In her wildest dreams! He was cursing Ye Chen out!
Ye Chen’s body jolted; he felt the urge to hit someone!
“Also, your grandfather kicked the bucket!”
Wu Kai gave a thumbs-up. “Young Master Bai, you’re truly divine! My family’s Feng Shui really was wrecked by a bastard, causing my grandpa to go meet his grandma up above!”
“Recently, I’ve been plagued by nightmares too—being dragged into the mud and beaten by a dozen hefty men, and forced to eat crap!”
Bai Jinghong couldn’t help but laugh. “Putting it so delicately—you really are a model grandson!”
Wu Kai felt a wave of embarrassment.
Damn, he’d said too much in the heat of the moment.
“Since my reading wasn’t wrong, who wins?” Bai Jinghong asked lightly.
“Young Master Bai wins, of course!”
“Yes, Young Master Bai is mighty!”
Wen Chunyu could hardly go back on her word now. So, she gritted her teeth. “Fine, you… win!”
“The hell do you mean ‘you win’? Translate that for me. What do you mean by ‘you win’?” Bai Jinghong glared at Wen Chunyu.
A shiver involuntarily ran through her. “You… you win!”
Ye Chen abruptly turned around, glaring at Bai Jinghong, teeth clenched!
“Bai Jinghong, don’t get cocky! I challenge you to another round! Whoever loses this one crawls through the other man’s legs!”
