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The sisters were also curious, so they suggested giving it a try together.

Well, it's just a bit pricey.

Chu Yuening presented both cups, "I only have two cups a day, no more than that."

"Two cups..." Deng Liqiao found herself in a dilemma. "Can I share them?"

"It's better not to, otherwise the invigorating effect will certainly be diminished," Chu Yuening explained meticulously. "If you want the best invigorating result, don't consume them separately. Of course, if you just want to casually sample its effects, there's no issue."

After discussing with one of her sisters, Deng Liqiao purchased two cups.

Before they left.

Deng Liqiao offered a warm smile and sincerely expressed her gratitude, "Boss, I truly appreciate your creation of this refreshing dessert. Please, do continue making it, its effects are genuinely remarkable."

Chu Yuening was taken aback. She hadn't expected the soothing dessert to be so popular in the market. Originally, she planned to discontinue the series once business became hectic.

It seemed that she would need to persevere after all.

She smiled. "Yes, I will."

As Deng Liqiao left, another car arrived at Temple Street.

A cane emerged from the vehicle, followed by Gu Xianchang, wearing a felt hat and a dark brown overcoat. He was supported by his bodyguards as he walked slowly towards the dessert stall.

Arriving in front of it, he revealed an authentic smile. "Master Chu, I've finally found the time to visit you again."

This time around, he had concealed his arrogance and lowered his demeanor significantly.

Recognizing Gu Xianchang, Chu Yuening playfully commented, "Are you still willing to pay ten thousand for a fortune-telling session this time?"

Gu Xianchang replied, "I would willingly pay a hundred thousand for a session with Master Chu, if need be."

No one knew how accurate Chu Yuening's fortune-telling was.

And no one knew just how thrilled he had been to find his older brother after searching for half his life.

In that instant, he would have given not just tens of thousands but even his entire fortune, as long as it meant finding his elder brother.

"Thanks to you, my brother and I were reunited before he passed."

When Gu Xianchang found his elder brother, he was already lying in bed. The ruthless factory had no concern for a disabled laborer with mental challenges.

His elder brother's hair was entirely white, and his body was emaciated as he struggled to breathe.

After a lifetime of cold detachment, Gu Xianchang finally knelt by the bedside, shedding tears of regret. He had often despised himself for the selfishness bred during the famine years. If only he had shown kindness back then when they parted ways, his elder brother wouldn't have suffered so much over the years.

Life doesn't offer do-overs.

After locating his brother, Gu Xianchang used his connections to dismantle the black-hearted factory, sending its unscrupulous owners to prison and rescuing hundreds of trapped workers.

Among them were those with intellectual and physical disabilities, as well as many who had been abducted.

"After bringing my brother home, I summoned Hong Kong's best doctors, but they couldn't save him. At most, he enjoyed a month of relative comfort," Gu Xianchang said, heartbroken. "Before he passed, it was as if he experienced a fleeting moment of lucidity. He remembered me."

"He remembered me!" Gu Xianchang repeated through his tears, his voice filled with emotion.

All siblings were gathered by the bedside.

The intellectually challenged eldest brother suddenly opened his eyes, recognizing his siblings once again after a life of wandering. He held Gu Xianchang's hand tightly until he passed away with a smile on his face.

Chu Yuening asked for the eldest brother's birthdate and time, then said, "After enduring hardships, he will have a life of bliss in his next reincarnation."

"That's good, that's good," Gu Xianchang's face finally lit up with a smile.

The bodyguard glanced at his wristwatch, then covered his mouth and whispered, "There's still something to attend to at TVB. We should head over."

Gu Xianchang nodded, then looked at Chu Yuening. Slowly taking out a thick stack of red envelopes from the inner pocket of his coat, he handed them over.

"I sincerely hope Master Chu will accept this lucky money as a gesture of good fortune, and also as an apology for my previous ignorance and disrespect towards you."

Recalling his stubbornness in buying the spot and doubting Master Chu's abilities in divination, Gu Xianchang couldn't help but flush with embarrassment.

It was... sheer ignorance and audacity on his part!

Chu Yuening initially didn't intend to accept it.

But seeing Gu Xianchang's genuine remorse, she decided to take it after some thought.

As she watched him struggle with his cane towards the car, she said, "You've done a good deed, after all. Hundreds of trapped people were rescued because of you. Your accumulated virtue has already paved a good path for Big Brother."

"Let go of what needs to be let go."

Gu Xianchang's figure froze in place.

The guilt he'd carried for not having shown kindness and thus missing the chance to save Big Brother years ago was finally set free.

With tears streaming down his face, he leaned on his cane without turning back. In a low, hoarse voice, he said, "Many thanks for Master Chu's guidance."

The old man's stubborn spine still showed its resilience, yet it seemed to have learned to soften and bend a little.

Chu Yuening watched the car leave Temple Street. She wiped the sign on her stall that read 'Three Divinations a Day' with a cloth, hung the peach wood sword beside it, and patted it gently.

She turned to gaze at the queue of customers waiting for their fortune-telling session.

Her eyes crinkled into a gentle smile. "Three fortunes a day, who shall be the first?"

"I am!"

A man raised his hand, his fingers adorned with not one, but five gold rings.

He sported a sleek, shiny pompadour, a Louis Vuitton leather jacket, and a Patek Philippe wristwatch, all exuding an aura of nouveau riche extravagance.

The onlookers were intrigued.

What could such a wealthy person want to have predicted? Logically, wouldn't they lack nothing in material possessions?

Curiosity piqued, Chu Yuening prepared two cups of tea and invited him to sit. "Tell me a bit about yourself first, and also what aspect of your life you'd like to have insight on."

The man sat down and said with a wry smile, "My name is Di Zhenghao. I'm 40 years old this year."