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Indeed, he's not their biological child; any venomous curse can slip from their lips.

Fei Yu heard this and couldn't help casting a sympathetic glance at Lin Jiahua.

The lives of these gangsters were inherently complicated. Had they received love and care from their parents, they wouldn't have ended up in the criminal underworld.

Everyone was deeply moved.

"Brother Fei Yu," Chu Yuening interjected.

Fei Yu, feeling sorry for Lin Jiahua, softened his tone when addressing the girl he assumed to be his girlfriend.

"What's up?"

"Now that the Lin family acknowledges A Hua isn't their biological son, does this debt not fall on him anymore?"

Fei Yu frowned, struggling with the dilemma. "That's true, but they did raise him. Besides, I can't just decide not to collect the debt. I'm just an errand boy. If the debt isn't settled, my brothers won't escape unscathed."

Chu Yuening bit her lip. Suddenly, an idea came to her, and she looked up at Fei Yu. "Brother Fei Yu, do you belong to the Fourteen Gang?"

"Yes." Brother Flying Fish couldn't help but puff out his chest with pride when mentioning the gang's name, "Our Fourteen Gang is very famous in Hong Kong, and we're known for our strong sense of brotherhood. If one brother is in trouble, the whole gang stands together."

"Is your second-in-command very capable?" Chu Yuening asked out of curiosity, recalling the appearance of the man she had seen from afar during his visit to Temple Street.

"The second-in-command? Brother Qiu? Of course, he's powerful," Brother Flying Fish explained. "We all fall under Brother Qiu's jurisdiction. Not only that, in the world of high-interest lending, no one dares to oppose him when he makes a decision."

It seemed this person was indeed influential.

With a clearer understanding, Chu Yuening continued, "Brother Flying Fish, could you pass a message to Brother Qiu? Tell him that the Temple Street Divine Calculator has foreseen a great calamity coming his way in a few days, one that will alter the course of his life, possibly involving losing limbs."

"If he wishes to avoid this calamity, he should come to Temple Street and find me."

" Losing limbs!" Brother Flying Fish jumped in shock, half-believing, "Such a disastrous fate? Is it true?"

Chu Yuening pointed at the Lin couple, "No one knew that Ah Hua wasn't their biological child before, right?"

Seeing Brother Flying Fish's uncertainty, Chu Yuening mentioned another instance.

"Con Ling was also deceived by someone and lost her money previously, didn't she?"

Fly Fish's expression turned significantly more serious. "You calculated the situation with Sister Ling too?"

It was Brother Qiu himself who had personally taken care of the matter when Sister Ling was swindled by a parent of a student she had sponsored. As Sister Ling was in a relationship with Brother Qiu, they all knew her.

Fly Fish had heard about the fraud incident as well.

But he never would have imagined that the truth was uncovered by a dessert girl from Temple Street.

The fact that Brother Qiu was facing a major crisis was no small matter. If Lin Jiahua could truly help Brother Qiu avoid it, not only would the debt issue be resolved, Fly Fish's own status would also rise significantly.

Having considered everything, Fly Fish finally agreed. He promised to convey the message to Brother Qiu and no longer insisted on the 1000 yuan that Lin Jiahua was guarding with his life.

Before the gangsters left, Fly Fish warned the Lin couple not to give Lin Jiahua any trouble.

Feeling threatened, the couple had no choice but to leave with their tails between their legs.

The stall became empty once again, and half of the neighborhood had been scared away by the gangsters. The remaining neighbors couldn't help but discuss Lin Jiahua, the child they had watched grow up, never realizing how difficult his life had actually been.

Chu Yuening and the neighboring helpers flipped the long table back upright, then she fetched the broom from the corner of the dessert stall to tidy up the mess on the ground.

Lin Jiahua stood there, his expression distant.

Chu Yuening didn't disturb him, allowing him time to quietly process the news.

After all, even the strongest person couldn't suddenly face such a revelation, especially when his adoptive parents had ulterior motives, with his adoptive mother maliciously separating him from his birth mother.

Finally, Lin Jiahua regained some composure.

"Ning Ning."

"Hmm?" Chu Yuening emptied the trash into a bin and turned around, "Are you feeling better now?"

Lin Jiahua gave a bitter smile, "For some reason, after learning about this, I feel like a weight has been lifted off my shoulders."

"In the past, I always wondered why they treated me differently from my sister. Was it because I wasn't good enough? Or was I too mischievous? Ning Ning, do you know? I never dared to be spoiled growing up. Friends could ask their parents for toys, but I never did, for fear that it would make them dislike me more."

"It turns out."

"It's not my fault at all. I have no reason to blame myself."

Chu Yuening listened quietly as Lin Jiahua finished his story, and then heard him ask the final question.

"Ning Ning, can you figure out where my biological parents are?"

With an expectant look from Lin Jiahua, Chu Yuening did some calculations and smiled. "I won't reveal their exact location just yet, because in a few days, you'll be able to see them for yourself."

Lin Jiahua was overjoyed; his eyes behind the glasses instantly lit up. "Really?"

At the same time, he felt a nagging anxiety in his heart. His biological parents likely already had other children. Would they welcome him with open arms?

"Really," Chu Yuening put down her broom.

Suddenly, a voice cut through the sparse crowd.

"Make way! My nephew can do it!" Aunt Seven pulled the Daoist robe-clad young man out of the crowd, with Boss Huang following closely behind, his large belly protruding.

When Boss Huang saw the girl, he was instantly drenched in sweat. Recalling how he had repeatedly dismissed her as a newcomer who knew nothing, he halted his running steps. His plump palms kept patting his forehead, and his tone was filled with fear.

"Daydreaming even in broad daylight, is the enigmatic and recently sensational fortune-teller in Hong Kong, who's topping the neighborhood gossip charts, just a young maiden?"

Mr. Huang, in a daze, gazed once more at the charming girl behind the egg tart stall.

"How foolish of me, to have eyes yet fail to recognize Mount Tai."