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"Are you jesting, little sister? If Lin Jiahua doesn't pay, doesn't that mean Brother will lose tens of thousands?" Qiu Hao dismissed the notion.

Lin Jiahua's parents were paupers; even if they broke their legs, they wouldn't be able to retrieve the money on the spot.

To the Fourteenth Gang, Lin Jiahua was a lucrative target, with his daily business earnings providing a substantial income. As for Lin Jiahua's two sisters, their looks were average; even if they were sent to a nightclub, they wouldn't bring in much profit.

If Lin Jiahua wasn't made to repay, the time it would take for the Lin family to chase the debt would increase, along with the effort and manpower needed to intimidate them. It would be like holding onto a bad debt.

Chu Yuening smiled. "Just one request, Lin Jiahua."

Seeing Chu Yuening's unwavering stance, Qiu Hao, with his scarred eyebrow furrowed, was taken aback.

Initially, Qiu Hao hadn't planned on coming. He had previously exposed a fortune-telling shop in Kowloon Tong. Initially intrigued by the title 'divine calculator,' he had discovered upon arrival that it was merely a fraudulent scheme orchestrated with the collusion of the building manager on the first floor.

The administrator first had the fortune-telling clients register, asking for their full names and addresses in detail. Then, while the clients were ascending to the upper floor, he faxed this information to the fortune teller.

In this manner,

the fortune teller would have a good grasp of the client's background, using it to initially gain their trust before eventually providing a vague and confused prediction.

Now, not knowing the depth of the other party,

Qiu Hao sneered inwardly.

"I wonder what method you've employed to keep A'Ling defending you, but ultimately, it's just a more sophisticated form of deception."

As Qiu Hao mentioned A'Ling, even he was unaware that the hostility in his gaze had significantly diminished. If not for A'Ling's concern after hearing from Master Chu Da that he was facing a crisis,

he wouldn't have come.

His willingness to come was solely due to {Zong Ling's} influence.

"Count it if you must."

Chapter 41

Upon Qiu Hao finishing his words.

In the end, it all boiled down to his respect for someone Zong Ling held in high esteem.

Chu Yuening attentively studied Qiu Hao's features, instantly grasping the reason behind his skepticism yet willingness to wait for her and come personally.

"Sis Ling..." She paused, smiling gently, "You're still not clear about my feelings, right?"

Qiu Hao's tough facade faltered slightly at the revelation, an uneasiness showing through his menacing expression. Yet, he remained stubborn. "Sugary Water Girl, I advise you not to speak carelessly. If A'Ling were to hear this, I won't let it slide easily."

Qiu Hao was never one to be considered a decent individual.

In the past, if anyone provoked him, their fate would often involve being thrown into the sea to feed the fish after no more than three exchanges.

Such an effortless threat was quite a novelty.

Brother Flying Fish casually glanced back and secretly gave Chu Yuening an "OK" sign.

It meant there was no issue; Qiu Hao wasn't yet furious, so the fortune-telling could proceed.

His plan hinged on Qiu Hao avoiding calamity and thus gaining favor. Naturally, he hoped the divination would continue.

Chu Yuening noticed Brother Flying Fish's discreet signal and withdrew her gaze. With a calm tone, she said, "Since we've decided to proceed, let's wait until the end before making any plans. Please provide your birthdate and time."

"I'll need to report to A'Ling after this," Qiu Hao scratched his buzz cut and openly shared his birth information.

Chu Yuening calculated his eight characters using her fingers. "Alright, let's start with your family background."

The gangsters manning the dessert stall, upon hearing their boss was getting his fortune told, couldn't help but pricked up their ears in curiosity.

Brother Flying Fish discreetly stepped back, drawing a little closer to the wooden table.

Many had heard tales of the Second-in-Command of the Fourteen Gang's glory days and his violent exploits, but his origins remained a mystery.

Now, she could eavesdrop on some gossip about her big boss. Who wouldn't be curious? Qiu Hao, upon hearing this, put down his crossed legs and placed his hands on his thighs, his deep scar across the brows creasing as he pondered for a moment. "Count me in." Chu Yuening spoke slowly. "From your physiognomy, both your parents' houses are sunken, and your destiny is in reverse. It's clear that you lost your parents at a very young age." "That's right, but it's not surprising. I've never contacted my parents during my years in the Fourteen Gang. Even a wild guess could have led to that conclusion," Qiu Hao said, putting his hands back on the table and secretly relieved. In his opinion, guessing that both parents had passed away wasn't particularly remarkable. "There's more." Chu Yuening continued her analysis. "Combining your birth chart, your father should have passed away first, followed by your mother. You were only two when your father died, and your mother passed away when you were just three." "Your family ties are weak. After your parents' deaths, you might have expected your grandparents to take you in, but they refused. Your maternal family didn't take you in either, likely due to their dislike of your mother. From the moment your parents died, you truly became an orphan." Qiu Hao's face remained expressionless, as if someone had touched his scars.

Being an influential figure means exuding an indomitable presence. The revelation of this part of his past certainly undermines his ruthless image.

Qiu Hao found it increasingly difficult to conceal his surprise.

Because he had never shared these stories with anyone else before.

There was a time when people whispered that he was a deadly star, that his strong birth chart had caused the demise of his parents, dooming him to a life without close family by his side.

Chu Yuening perceived his thoughts at once and let out a soft sigh. She continued, "Since a three-year-old couldn't survive on their own, neither the main family nor the maternal family could take care of the child, leading to whispers and gossip from neighbors. Eventually, after discussions between your grandfather and maternal grandfather, you were given away."

"They were an childless couple living in a remote mountain village. Adopting a child on the mainland was a cumbersome process, so your biological family didn't officially report it. The couple took you in and claimed you as their own birthchild to the outside world."

The scar on Qiu Hao's face, marred with aggression, was pulled into a carefree smile.

The people of my paternal family say I'm with the maternal side, while the maternal family claims I'm with the paternal. No kin truly cares about my welfare; to them, I am merely a burden.